The knife maniac guessed what Ximen Bing was going to say in his heart, sighed slightly, and did not answer.

"Uncle Dao...... How did you say he cultivated......"

What he was referring to in Ximen Bing's mouth was naturally Yan Yangtian, the same age, but he was no longer a person from the same world.

"I ...... I don't know, even if it's a genius of the Hidden World Sect, it's not so strong......" The knife maniac said bitterly.

Jiang Mingyu also shook the battle in the field, whether it was Yihe Sword King or Yan Yangtian, the strength displayed was beyond her imagination.

Han Xue's ten fingers were tightly clasped together, and she was very nervous in her heart, because she couldn't see the situation of the battle clearly, she didn't know Yan Yangtian's situation.

Compared to their minds, Yan Yangtian in the battle was very relaxed.

Although Yihe Sword King is the strongest enemy he has encountered for a period of time, his spiritual power is strong, and his sword skills are nowhere to be found.

In particular, the 'Grass Flow Knife' in his hand is a good magic weapon, and it should be close to the quality of a medium-grade magic weapon.

But he wants to kill the King of Blades, and one move is enough.

However, it is rare to meet an opponent who can barely fight, and he just happens to move his muscles and bones.

For Yihe Sword King, his whole body was cold, and panic slowly struck.

Yan Yangtian is like a ghost, no matter how he uses his sword, he can't hit, but the enemy's casual blow is very likely to kill him.

......

"Heaven and earth are extinguished!!"

In the dust in the sky, Yan Yangtian's cold drink suddenly came out.

A strange picture appeared, the dust in the air seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the entire sky was instantly still.

But this prohibition is only a matter of moments, and when you look at it again, it is gone.

"This ...... What kind of martial arts is this......"

The hoarse voice of the One and the Sword King sounded in the dust.

"Formation. ”

Yan Yangtian's cold voice echoed.

The 'Array Divine Power' is all-encompassing, and using the right magic weapon to form a formation can also kill the enemy, and the power is extraordinary.

Immediately after, a thud was heard in my ears, as if something had fallen, and the battle stopped.

"Win!"

"The lamb must have won!!"

Ning Hanxue burst into tears, she felt that she had been crying recently, but she just couldn't help it.

"Yan Jue has won! Grandpa can rest in peace. ”

Ximen Bing's eyes were filled with tears and he muttered in a low voice.

After a brief pause, the people of the First Peace Conference suddenly panicked.

Especially the Gu family and the Mu family, they thought that with the big backer of Yihe Sword King, they would be able to regain a foothold in Tianhai, but now Yihe Sword King is dead, dead in the hands of Yan Yangtian.

"You shouldn't have come back. ”

Yan Yangtian's cold voice sounded faintly in the crowd of Yihe Meeting.

"Ahh......h

The sword flickered, and the merciless harvest fell down like wheat.

......

An hour after the end of the battle.

Yan Yangtian drank tea leisurely, but his consciousness was checking the power of the Heavenly Dao on the Book of Heavenly Dao, from the beginning of the Ximen Bing competition to recruit relatives to the present, more than 200 people have been solved, including two great grandmasters and several grandmasters, and they should be able to obtain a lot of heavenly power.

In his mind, the Book of Heavenly Dao glowed with a faint soft light, floating in the sea of knowledge, and under Yan Yangtian's view, a number was reflected in his consciousness.

One hundred and fifty-eight calories.

In other words, the power of the Heavenly Dao has increased by '158 cards', and there is still a long way to go before the 1,000 cards of the power of the Heavenly Dao needed to unlock the third supernatural power.

It can be seen that the difficulty of unlocking supernatural powers has increased a lot.

"Yan Shao, do you still want this?"

Jiang Mingyu walked in, holding a broken Shura needle in his hand.

After all, the Shura Needle is a low-grade magic weapon, and after being used by Yan Yangtian to set up the formation, it was destroyed because it couldn't withstand the power of the formation.

This was beyond Yan Yangtian's expectations, although it was a pity, but the Shura needle would be eliminated sooner or later, so he didn't care too much.

"No need, bury it together. Yan Yangtian said.

"Good. ”

Jiang Mingyu walked out again, she was in the square just now.

After the aftermath was over, Jiang Mingyu took the grass flow knife of Yihe Sword King in and handed it to Yan Yangtian.

The 'Grass Flow Knife' is more like a sword, and it is different from the katana system of the Eastern Island Country, so even if the Grass Flow Knife is carried on the body, no one will think that it is a weapon of the Eastern Island Country.

Jiang Mingyu handed the grass flow knife to Yan Yangtianhou, knelt down slowly, and said with tears of gratitude: "Yan Shao, thank you for avenging my grandfather, Mingyu knew that there was nothing to reciprocate, so he kowtowed to you." ”

"It doesn't have to be this way!"

Yan Yangtian picked up Jiang Mingyu, and said in a gentle and calm tone: "Jiang Lao is my friend, and it is right to avenge Jiang Lao." Besides, you and Jiang Lao also have a lot of favors to me, so the Jiang family doesn't owe me favors, and it was thanks to Han Xue's accident last time,"

"Yan Shao, woo woo ......"

Yan Yangtian's soft voice suddenly touched Jiang Mingyu's heart, and he couldn't help crying.

From the sudden change to the present, Jiang Mingyu has been holding on, which is really not easy.

After the mood calmed down a little, Yan Yangtian said: "The grass flow knife is a good weapon for you to keep and return to your body." ”

"Thank you, Yan Shao. Jiang Mingyu took a deep breath, wiped his tears, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I have thought about it, I will keep my grandfather's spirit for three years, and by the way, I will concentrate on cultivation." ”

"The aura of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and there will be more and more cultivators, and only when you are strong can you protect the Jiang family. Yan Yangtian smiled.

"Hmm. Jiang Mingyu nodded slightly, and she was secretly relieved when she was affirmed by Yan Yangtian.

After chatting a few more words, Yan Yangtian got up and said goodbye.

Jiang Mingyu reluctantly watched Yan Yangtian, Han Xue, and Qin Xin leave.

......

At this time, Ximen Bing and Crazy Dao were also on their way to escort the coffin of Ximen City back to Yanjing.

After leaving the Jiang family, Ximen Bing was silent a lot, and rarely spoke along the way.

"Miss......"

"Uncle Dao, I'm fine. Ximen Bing shook his head slightly.

The knife maniac fell silent for a moment.

"Uncle Dao, after returning to Beijing, I want to find a hidden sect to cultivate, my grandfather is gone, and the family will be guarded by me. After Ximen Bing was slightly silent, he suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"The world is no longer the same, today there is Yan Jue, Yihe Sword King, tomorrow there may be Zhang San and Li Si, and the disciples of the Hidden World Sect are also slowly born. If we don't respond and improve our strength, it may not be long before the family will be replaced and become history. Simon said slowly, his eyes full of wisdom.

From Yan Yangtian, she saw the trend of the world in the future, if a family wants to have a long history, it must keep pace with the times and keep pace with the times.

I have to say that Ximen Bing is an extremely smart woman.

Although the current world has been quietly changing, the speed of change is not so fast, and countless people are still sticking to the original footsteps.

As a result, in the second stage of the aura outburst, he panicked for change, but it was too late, and countless forces were reduced to history.

"Miss, you will definitely be a blockbuster in the future, surpassing Yan Jue!" said the knife maniac.

"Is it more than Yan Jue?"

Ximen Bing muttered in a low voice, and there was a hint of unyielding in his eyes......