Zao Wou-Ki did not understand the relationship between the Fang family and Fang Weiai's father and daughter.

Xia Yin summoned him to come and did not mention anything else.

Therefore, as soon as Zao Wou-Ki heard that someone was looking for Fang Wenlai, he immediately had a murderous intention......

This father and daughter duo are important people that the master has made his best to protect, and no one is allowed to snoop on them.

Fang Wenhai was frightened by the murderous intent on Zao Wouji's face.

This business elite didn't know what to do all of a sudden......

Zhao Tan next to him hurriedly stood up:

"Seniors, you may not know that these three people are members of the Kyoto Fang family, and they have the same roots as Fang Wenlai, and they have no malicious intentions!"

While speaking, Zhao Tan's eyes were on Zhao Wuji and Xia Yin, constantly patrolling back and forth.

The bookkeeper beside him also had a speculative expression on his face.

An uncontrollable frenzy began to appear on the faces of the two people.

Because, they vaguely guessed something.

Among all the people here, Zhao Tan and Mr. Bookkeeper know the name of God.

Summer.

Great Demon King Xia Yin......

At the beginning of the battle of Daming Mountain, Zao Wou-Ki once fought side by side with the great demon king Xia Yin.

According to some kind of secret legend, the Great Demon King Xia Yin is actually the incarnation of a god.

Only a god-like figure has the ability to make Zao Wou-Ki break through from the False Dan realm to the Yuanying Great Perfection realm in just one year.

And the god in front of him was called the master by Zao Wou-ki, and he also paid homage......

In the summer, there must be a close connection with the Great Demon King Xia Yin.

It could even be the same person.

Because......

In the battle of Daming Mountain, although the Great Demon King disappeared in the vast East China Sea with the dragon, he did not fall.

As for Zhao Zheng and the five members of Yan Huang, as well as the three members of the Fang family......

They don't know what the name of "God" is, and they haven't thought about it yet.

Zao Wou-Ki looked at Xia Yin with inquisitive eyes.

Xia Yin's voice immediately sounded in the sea of soul knowledge:

"Agree to their request and let Fang Wenlai be notified!"

"As for whether Fang Wenlai wants to see these people or not, it's up to him to decide!"

Zao Wou-Ki nodded slightly, and the murderous intent on his face disappeared.

Looking at Fang Wenhai, who was worried, Zao Wou-Ki said:

"It turned out to be a family, let's say, what do you want the old man to help with?"

Fang Wenhai replied honestly:

"Please allow us to meet my cousin Fang Wenlai!"

"The Fang family needs him, a business wizard, to go back to the helm and survive the crisis!"

Zao Wou-Ki nodded, then took out the communication jade slip and sent a message.

He was by Fang Wenlai's side and arranged for a Zhao family monk to protect him, and the information communication was very convenient......

"The old man has already asked Fang Wen to inform him, as for whether he wants to see you or not, the old man doesn't care!"

Fang Wenhai didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Senior, there is one more thing that you need to be accommodating!"

"My father, who is now the head of the Fang family, misses his granddaughter very much, so let's bring Fang Weiai back to Kyoto......"

"No way!"

Zhao Wuji coldly interrupted Fang Wenhai.

"The old man will inform Fang Wenlai about this matter and let him discuss it with his daughter!"

"If Fang Weiai is willing to go, the old man will arrange someone to escort him!"

"But you remember, if Fang Weiai is unwilling to go......"

"Your Fang family will never allow you to find out her whereabouts, if you dare to disturb, the old man will let your Fang family destroy the door!"

Fang Wenhai was so frightened that his forehead sweated, and he didn't even dare to say it......

Zao Wou-Ki summoned him again.

A moment later, the transmitter vibrates.

"Okay, Fang Wen is here to talk to you, you're already on your way here, and it will take some time!"

At this time......

Zheng Tiandiao walked in with a long sandalwood box in his hand.

"God, the ancient sword you wanted!"

Xia Yin took the box, his face moved slightly, and said to Zao Wou-ki:

"Come, look at this ancient sword, it has caused the greed of the Orientals, and several old monsters also want to get it!"

While speaking, Xia Yin opened the sandalwood box.

The bookkeeper on the side said:

"God, I have also carefully investigated this sword!"

"No matter the spiritual power and mana, it can't be integrated into the sword body at all, and the material and origin of this sword can't be found!"

"Oh, so amazing?"

Xia Yin glanced up at Mr. Bookkeeper, then put the open box on the coffee table, and watched carefully with Zao Wou-Ki.

The sword was three feet long, with a patina glow throughout, and some subtle indentations on it, which looked very old and worn.

However, the blades on both sides are still sharp!

This kind of sharpness, hidden but not hairy, makes this sword look very ordinary.

However, when Xia Yin and Zhao Wouji respectively surged up their spiritual power and mana, they wanted to infiltrate the sword body......

A terrifying sharp edge that cut through all things in heaven and earth suddenly erupted from the blade of the sword!

Xia Yin and Zhao Wouji's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly cut off the output of mana and spiritual power!

"What a sharp aura!"

"What a terrifying sword aura!"

The two exclaimed almost simultaneously.

Xia Yin's face showed a touch of stubbornness of not believing in evil, and quietly launched the Sansheng Insight ......

A faint chaotic light appeared in his eyes.

Three-life discernment, breaking through delusion and preserving truth, insight into the past and future of all things.

The mysterious stealth of the five Orientals has nothing to hide in front of the eyes of Sansheng Hui.

This sword, naturally, can't escape detection!

However, the next moment, Xia Yin had a shocked expression on his face.

Under the activation of Sansheng's insight, I saw that a layer of almost transparent mist also appeared on the surface of the ancient sword.

It actually blocked the investigation of Sansheng's discernment.

"This ......"

Xia Yin couldn't help but exclaim.

Although his strength is low, he can't give full play to the true power of Sansheng Eye.

But after all, it is a top-level supernatural power containing three thousand avenues!

It can be said that in the three thousand worlds, there is hardly anything that can avoid the detection of the discerning eye.

However, the mist raised by this ancient sword could easily resist the invasion of the Three Beings Eye......

Obviously, this mist contains some kind of law of the Great Dao.

And he is not even proficient in the skin of Sansheng's discernment.

Therefore, the mist easily blocked the investigation.

Xia Yin curiously reached into the box, the hilt of my ancient sword.

The hilt of the sword is large and clumsy, and it looks very rudimentary, without any decoration.

However, when held in the hand, it fits perfectly in the palm of the hand.

Xia Yin took a look at his right wrist, and the ring on his index finger was shining with white light......

Then a short sword appeared in his hand.

It was a trophy taken from a group of monks.

It's not a monk's natal flying sword, nor is it a magic weapon.

The only characteristic of this sword is that it is very sharp!

At that time, I was impressed by the sharpness of this sword.

Xia Yin held a sword on each side and lightly struck each other......

Jingling!

The broken sword landed on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Xia Yin was stunned.

The sword of the war trophy was silently cut off by the ancient sword.

There was not the slightest sound, as if a steel rod had been poked into the mud, very easily, silently.

"What an artifact sword!"

Xia Yin couldn't help but throw away the broken sword, stretched out his right index finger, and gently slid it over the blade of the ancient sword......

A tingling sensation runs down the fingertips and into the brain.