Li Yichen ate the rice porridge made for him by Jiayin unhurriedly, and hummed a little song from time to time, relaxed and comfortable, without the slightest tension before the death fight.

Jia Yin standing on the side was not as comfortable as Li Yichen, her face was full of anxiety, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear of affecting Li Yichen's state of mind. But when she saw Li Yichen's indifferent look, she couldn't help but worry about him in her heart!

"Jiayin, your level of making porridge is really getting higher and higher, if it weren't for the competition in a while, I would definitely drink a few more bowls!" Li Yichen said unsatisfied.

After listening to Li Yichen's words, Jiayin couldn't help it, and said with a worried face: "Childe! Fan Miaochun can sit in the position of the fourth master is by no means a wasted name, and the lion fights the rabbit must also go all out, not to mention that Fan Miaochun is not a rabbit, but a tiger! Childe must not be careless!"

Li Yichen smiled slightly and put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Don't worry, if I am asked to fight to the death with Fan Miaochun before the retreat, there is a chance that I will die in his hands." But this time is different from the past, if my current skills are full force, I am afraid that Fan Miaochun will not even be able to catch my sword! You can wait for me here with peace of mind, if nothing else, maybe I will be back before noon. ”

Jiayin reached out and gently hugged Li Zhichen's waist, she pressed her cheek against Li Zhichen's chest, felt the body temperature on Li Zhichen's body, and murmured: "Childe, Jiayin's right eye is jumping for some reason today, I hope these are Jiayin's own thoughts! Childe, you promise Jiayin that you must come back safely!"

Li Yichen hugged Jiayin and patted her on the back gently, and comforted her softly: "It's going to be fine! I promise you, I will come back to see you alive!"

Jiayin nodded and let out a soft "um". Li Zhichen put the soul sword behind his back and walked out without hesitation, Jiayin stood in front of the door and stared at Li Zhichen's back, but there was a bad premonition in his heart.

When Li Yichen came to the martial arts arena, it was already crowded with people, and if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that almost the sects that come here today account for more than eighty percent of today's martial arts! Except for some small sects and small sects that cannot be put on the table, almost all the people of the good and evil factions have come! This even includes the Taoist sect and the Zen sect!

After Li Yichen looked around, he found that there were still many acquaintances! It's just that these people were very tacitly divided into two factions, with good and evil standing on one side, and there was a gap where the two factions could stand side by side. I don't know if it's for the convenience of people coming in and out, or for fear of disputes between the disciples of the two factions, but these have nothing to do with Li Yichen.

Li Yichen smiled, put his hands behind his back and toes slightly, floating into the martial arts arena like a feather. When Li Yichen fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the martial arts arena like a god, a fierce discussion broke out in the originally silent crowd.

Although Li Zhichen's name is already a household name in the rivers and lakes, the vast majority of people have never seen Li Zhichen's appearance! Some people in the rivers and lakes say that Li Zhichen is an ugly-looking man with a roe head and rat-like eyes, and some people say that Li Zhichen is a gentle and elegant scholar with a lupine scarf, and some people even say that the reason why Li Zhichen can become the successor of Tiangang's swordsmanship is because he has already wielded a sword from the palace and has become a yin and yang person who is neither male nor female!

But when these people saw Li Yichen today, they knew that the rumors in the rivers and lakes could only be rumors in the rivers and lakes, because Li Yichen had nothing to do with those rumors at all!

Li Yichen wore a white robe specially prepared for him by Jiayin today, the robe was as clean as snow, and the sword was bloody red, so a handsome chivalrous man with a jade tree in the wind and a graceful moon!

After seeing Li Yichen, many female disciples of the sect present unconsciously showed a strange look in their eyes, their cheeks were crimson, and they did not hide their admiration at all! And those male disciples were different, looking at Li Yichen with jealousy on their faces, and even some secretly scolded Li Yichen for dying at Fan Miaochun's hands!

However, Li Yichen didn't know these things at all, and even if he knew, he just laughed it off and didn't care about anything. Not being envied by others is a mediocre talent, Li Yichen doesn't care what others say about him, whether it's a demon or a god, isn't it who has the big fist in the end!

Li Zhichen stood with his hands in his hands, silently looking at the man who looked like a man and not a man, a woman and a woman standing not far from him! He will never forget the appearance of this person in his life! He will never forget what happened in front of the sword tablet of the Daomen Tianshu Sect in his life! It was this person who cut off his muscles and veins with his own hands, and trampled his dantian, turning him from a genius into a complete waste!

It was the most desperate moment of his life, he didn't want to be a waste, a waster who couldn't even hold a sword! He even thought about dying a hundred times, but when he thought that his sister was still waiting for him, he dispelled this thought!

Fortunately, everything has passed, and the difficulties have not destroyed him, but they will only make him stronger! But Li Yichen thinks that he is not a saint who repays grievances with virtue, and he has silently sworn in his heart since that day that Fan Miaochun will be broken into ten thousand pieces in this life!

After so many years, when Li Yichen saw Fan Miaochun again, he thought that he could face all this calmly. But when he stood here, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong!

His heart was full of murderous intent at the moment, and the events of the year were swept through his mind one by one! Fan Miaochun's hideous smiling face, Shouchang Zhenren's self-cutting hand, and his helpless and desperate cry......

Li Yichen found that his hands were trembling unconsciously! Afraid? No! He was excited! Li Yichen had never been as excited as he was now! He actually had an urge to drink blood! At this moment, he no longer knew whether the sword was fused with him or whether he was fused with the sword!

He only had one thought left, kill Fan Miaochun!

The people watching the battle around seemed to see Li Yichen's strange appearance, and began to discuss with the people around them. At this time, out of nowhere, a deafening and loud shout like a bell came: "Protect your heart, hold the yuan and keep one, calm your mind and calm your mind, and your muscles and veins flow smoothly!"

This voice woke Li Zhichen up in an instant like an initiation, and Li Yichen looked at the Soul Death Sword in his hand that was emitting blood light!

Li Yichen hurriedly raised his head to find the voice that had just saved him from water and fire, but this glance made Li Yichen's eyes couldn't help but turn red!