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The Ghost Valley is less than 400 miles away from Handan, and this distance is a matter of a few breaths for the masters of the Mahayana period.

When that divine sword sank into Zhao Liangzhihai again, ten thousand swords had already arrived in Handan, the capital of Zhao State.

However, to Wan Jian's surprise, he could still feel the breath of the sword just now, but at this time, the sword disappeared without a trace.

Wan Jian exuded an extremely powerful divine sense, enveloping the entire Handan City, every grass and tree in Handan City, and everyone's heartbeat and breathing sound were under the surveillance of Wan Jian.

After a while, Wan Jian frowned, that sword really disappeared without a trace, and if he wanted to completely hide it under his divine sense, it could only mean that this sword was extremely powerful, and its strength was definitely not below him, or even more powerful than himself.

Wan Jian was even more convinced of his thoughts, this sword must be related to the Heavenly Sword, and there is no divine sword in the world that can reach such a realm.

Just as Wan Jian was thinking, his brows furrowed again, and at this time, there was a sudden commotion at the other end of the street, and he saw a group of people riding on tall horses on a rampage, and many people were knocked to the ground.

The gang had no regard for the safety of passers-by, and when they saw someone being knocked over, instead of stopping to help, they laughed.

At this time, a little girl of two or three years old, who was playing on the side of the street, was frightened by the sudden crowd, and she was knocked down in the middle of the road.

Wan Jian waved his hand, and in an intolerable moment, he took the little girl into his arms.

He wanted to teach these people a lesson, but when he thought about Guiguzi's instructions before going out, he thought to himself, more things are better than less, forget it, don't cause another incident.

The little girl's mother was frightened, and when she saw the group passing, her little girl was gone, and she was almost mad, and shouted in the street.

"Xiaoyu, where are you, my Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, where are you, don't scare your mother. ”

The little girl heard her mother's cry, and cried in a milky voice, "Mother, I'm here, I'm here." ”

Xiaoyu's mother ran over, took Xiaoyu from Wan Jian's arms, hugged Xiaoyu and cried, "Xiaoyu, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you almost took your mother's life, if you don't have it, how can your mother live." ”

Wan Jian advised, "This eldest sister, you have to take good care of your child." ”

Xiaoyu's mother came back to her senses and hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you to Engong, thank you to Engong for saving your life, Xiaoyu, come down quickly and kowtow to Engong." ”

Xiaoyu was very well-behaved and obedient, got down from her mother's arms, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

Wan Jian laughed and picked Xiaoyu up from the ground, "Little girl, get up quickly." ”

Xiaoyu's mother said again, "Dare to ask Engong's surname, I will go back and make a longevity ranking for Engong, and put on a stick of incense in the morning and evening to bless Engong with a long life." ”

Wan Jian waved his hand and said, "Eldest sister has a heart, I can't stand this, by the way, who were those people just now, why are they so domineering." ”

Xiaoyu's mother sighed and said, "Hey, these people are from Pingyang Jun's mansion, and they rely on the power of Zhao Han, the eldest son of Pingyang Jun, to bully men and women in Handan City, and run rampant. ”

"Isn't there a place in Handan City that is in charge of the people? ”

Xiaoyu's mother said very angrily, "Horseback riding is forbidden in Handan City, but you see that these people not only ride horses, but also go on a rampage, completely ignoring the lives of our little people." ”

When Wan Jian heard this, he comforted, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and someone will clean up these people, okay, I still have something to do, I can't talk to you more, so I will leave." ”

As soon as Xiaoyu's mother heard that Wanjian was leaving, she stayed and said, "Engong, you saved my family Xiaoyu, no matter how you say it, you have to come to my house to sit down and let me cook some food for Engong to eat, although my family is poor and there is nothing to eat, but it can be regarded as doing my part." ”

Wan Jian declined, "No, I still have things to do, today, being able to save Xiaoyu's life can be regarded as fate, maybe we will be able to meet in the future." ”

"That's okay, then I won't force Engong to stay, delay Engong's business, Xiaoyu, kowtow to Engong three more times. ”

Xiaoyu listened to her mother's words, and kowtowed three more times.

Wan Jian touched Xiao Yu's little head, revealing a kind smile, "Xiao Yu is good, go home with your mother, if Uncle has time, he will come over to see you." ”

Wan Jian turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man in his forties at this time, otherwise, with his true face, it would be too conspicuous, and at first glance he would be an old immortal who has attained the Tao.

After Xiaoyu's mother and daughter left, Wan Jian prepared to find Deng Tian, Deng Tian was Jing Yi's proud disciple and the best of the three generations of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Deng Tian was meditating in the house, and he was still thinking about the reason for losing to Zhao Liang yesterday.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of thin air in the house, Deng Tian was startled, jumped up directly, and shouted, "Who is coming?" ”

"Oh my God, don't panic, it's me. Wan Jian restored his true face and said.

When Deng Tian saw it, he quickly slammed his head on the ground, "Master, why did your old man come." ”

"How about it, you came to participate in the princely competition, what do you gain? Wan Jian asked.

Deng Tian said a little frustratedly, "Hey, Master, don't mention it, I've been eliminated from the competition." ”

Wan Jian exclaimed, "Oh, your strength is also one of the best among the three generations of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, how could you lose, could it be said that you lost to the senior masters, it is understandable." ”

Deng Tian shook his head and said, "Master, he is not a senior master at all, but he lost to another young man. ”

Wan Jian couldn't help asking, "There is such a thing, who is this person." ”

"He is the first name of Shenlong Island Dabi, called Zhao Liang, this person only has the realm of consummation in the late stage of foundation building, and the disciple grandson is in the late realm of Jiedan, and he can't beat him, it's really shameful to talk about it. ”

As soon as Wan Jian heard Zhao Liang's name, he knew who he was, this person was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword Destiny Soul, it was said that he was the Heavenly Spirit Root, with outstanding talent, worshipping under the door of Shenlong Island, and was vigorously cultivated by Long Tian, the head of Shenlong Island.

Wan Jian was also a little puzzled about this matter, Zhao Liang had only been in the gate wall of Shenlong Island for more than two years, I really don't know how he had cultivated for more than two years, and his progress was really a god.

Ordinary immortal cultivators, two years to be able to cultivate to the middle stage of Qi refining, even if it is good, but Zhao Liang actually practiced to the realm of consummation in the late stage of foundation building, and also defeated Deng Tian, who was consummate in the late stage of Qi refining.

If Wan Jian knew that Zhao Liang had also forced back the elders of Xue Xiang Zhai Yuan's infancy, he didn't know how he would feel.