"Chen Yue, can you roast your barbecue today? I specially left a pork leg today!" Another warrior said with a smile, putting his arm on Yue Chen's shoulder.

After these few days of getting along, they already regarded Yue Chen as their own.

Xue Ling frowned, and just wanted to reprimand the martial artist in front of him to get his dirty hands away, but Yue Chen said with a smile: "That's natural, set fire to wood, start right away!"

As he spoke, he took out various seasonings from the storage ring.

Xue Ling was a little stunned. You must know that the masters she met in the clan on weekdays were all extremely cold, no matter if they were monsters or half-demons, they were all serious.

"Xue Ling, come and help brush the honey!" Yue Chen said.

Although the barbecue is delicious, Yue Chen is also a little tired of adding seasonings over and over again. Now that there is a maid named Xue Ling, he certainly won't let go of this free labor.

Xue Ling responded, walked up to Yue Chen, picked up a brush, and under Yue Chen's guidance, brushed the pork legs on the shelf.

At first, she didn't care about it, and didn't even pay attention to the roasted pork leg. After all, she is also a direct descendant of Xuehu City. What kind of delicious food has she never seen?

It wasn't until the fragrance gradually spread that Xue Ling realized that she was wrong, and it was absurdly wrong.

"Master... when can I eat this?" Xue Ling licked the corner of his mouth to keep his saliva from dripping out.

The roasted pork leg in front of her was so fragrant that she couldn't help herself.

Because half-monsters have the blood of monsters, they are less calm than humans in terms of temperament.

Just like Jiufeng's behavior today, he took out the ninth-level magic weapon prepared by the family for himself, just to buy a female slave.

If it was in a human clan, even if it was the son of the Patriarch, he would probably be beaten for half a month and unable to walk.

Moreover, no heir of an aristocratic family would do such a thing. After all, women and the future are self-motivated people, and they both know how to choose.

But for half-demons, this is not the case.

Xue Ling is also similar, when it comes to food, her self-sustainability is worse than that of humans, and her original disdain has turned into a strong interest.

"There are still five or six minutes left!" Yue Chen's observation skills were on fire.

At this time, several bearers with cold faces showed a bit of embarrassment, left the sedan chair, walked up to Yue Chen, and laughed together: "Ahem... little brother Chenyue... we will not let the pig leg go today." You go to deliver it."

"It's not that we want to eat it, it's Miss Yulin who wants to taste it..."

Although they said so, the saliva at the corner of their mouth betrayed them.

Zhou Hongfei, who was watching from a distance, had jealous eyes, and looked at Yue Chen who was surrounded like stars holding the moon, full of resentment.

"Cut, it's just barbecue. When some adults attack and kill you, I'll let you all die without a place to bury you!" Zhou Hongfei said to himself, looking into the air.

After a while, the smell of barbecue became more intense, Yue Chen breathed lightly, and the huge fire was extinguished instantly.

Wang Tian smiled honestly, picked up a knife and undertook the cutting work again, first left a few pieces of the fattest parts for Yue Chen and Xue Ling, and then cut a part for a bearer and Yulin before giving The brothers in the regiment split up.

"Master, it's really delicious..." Xue Ling said while stuffing pieces of meat into his mouth, his voice was vague.

Her delicate and naive appearance caused a smile on the corner of Yue Chen's mouth, but the smile dissipated in the next second, and his eyes were full of indifference.

At the same time, the pupils of Jia Xu, the three of them, and Yulin, who was feasting in the sedan chair, shrank suddenly.

As war saints, their senses are sharper, and they can perceive danger that others cannot perceive.

Pei Min put down the bowl of barbecue in his hand, drew out the long sword at his waist, and wiped it lightly in his hand.

"Old Pei, don't you want to eat?"

"If you don't eat it, I can eat it for you. I think you are really a sword idiot. You don't even enjoy such delicious barbecue. What's the point of looking at a long sword?" A middle-aged warrior laughed and picked it up. The chopsticks picked up a piece of roast meat from Pei Min's bowl.

Pei Min didn't seem to notice his actions. After wiping the long sword in his hand, a sword light flashed from the fourth-tier weapon.

Then dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

However, in the next second, a sword qi shot out of the void and pierced straight into the clouds.

boom!

There was a loud noise, followed by the sound of gold and iron shattering, and within a radius of ten miles, all sword-type weapons were broken.

Even some long knives and spears are covered with cracks.

This is because of the resonance brought by Pei Min's sword intent. Even a long sword within a radius of ten miles cannot bear the power of Pei Min's sword.

"Swords out of the void, it seems that General Pei Min's understanding of the Three Swords of Shattering World has improved again!" Jia Xu said to himself.

In the void, a huge hand that looks like vines intertwined is being smashed down. The palm has a size of ten miles in radius. Although it is made of true energy, it is extremely real, and even the details are just like real vines. No two.

The long-bearded old man had a happy expression on his face, and his eyes were full of pride.

With a single palm, he can be regarded as a leader among the war saint warriors.

Although it has something to do with him being a dryad himself, it is also something to be proud of.

"We have to make a quick decision. That old vulture will come back at some point. If he comes back, we will all be here, and the Jade Scale Saintess will not be caught." Battle Saints.

The long-bearded old man was full of pride and said: "Hehe, the palm of this old man is called Enveloping Myriad Worlds, and it is my own created martial skill."

"With one palm strike, within a radius of ten miles, it is within my control. If the Zhandi powerhouse does not strike, no one can break it!"

As soon as the words fell, Pei Min's sword energy was as casual as a rocket piercing through the clouds. The huge palm was pierced by the sword energy, turning into true energy and dissipating in mid-air.

The sword energy is not extinguished, but it is stronger, and it cuts towards several people.

"Old ghost Morisu, is this your all-encompassing palm?" Chiyang Zhansheng scolded angrily.

The thundering sound of Morisubuki just now was deciphered in less than a second.

With a punch, Chiyang's true energy collided with the sword energy like a scorching sun. Unfortunately, the heat of his true energy had no effect on the three world-shattering swords, and was instead torn apart.

"Let's go together, stop talking nonsense!" Morisu blushed and shouted loudly.

More than a dozen battle saints unleashed the strongest attacks at the same time, and the three swords of Shattering Realm finally exhausted their strength and dissipated after breaking through a few bursts of true energy.

"Just now...someone was fighting?" Wang Tian frowned in doubt, and muttered to himself in puzzlement.

His strength, although he didn't fully perceive this duel in the sky thousands of miles high, but he also noticed something wrong.

Bang!

The sound of metal falling to the ground made him startled. Looking down, the meat cleaver in his hand had broken into pieces.

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