Proud Sword Rebirth

Seeing Yi Chen's actions, Zi Yihou's heart skipped a beat and he shouted: "No!"

He did have the idea of ​​asking Yi Chen for help, but now that the ancestors of the Mi family have appeared, if Yi Chen takes action again, it will be tantamount to seeking death and dragging his benefactor into this whirlpool of death. This is something Zi Yihou does not want.

Would like to see.

The Nord family has its own rules. The people of the Nord family have always been aboveboard. No matter what method they use, it is an upright conspiracy. Repaying kindness with revenge is something that every Nord family member is disgusted with. But now

, the current situation is no different from this, Zi Yihou's face is full of regret, regret should not have dragged Yi Chen into this whirlpool.

"That's it!" Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. He lost to this move last time.

Jiang Tao is also highly focused on the mysteries. This is the mysteries that contain Yi Chen's understanding of the way of the sword. It contains the key to being promoted to Sword Master. Moreover, it seems to be more profound, more complex, and more eye-catching than the mysteries he has comprehended.

Not thorough.

But Zi Yihou's voice could not stop Yi Chen.

Once he decides to do something, Yi Chen will never stop easily. Even if there is a huge crisis ahead, even if he knows that he will definitely die, he will not stop or even take half a step back. Since he has decided to kill Liuhua Hou

This person, then Yi Chen will not hesitate at all.

It is true that killing a marquis, and it is a hereditary marquis, whether it is wanted by the empire or pursued by the top forces of the family, is an existence that ordinary people are afraid of, but Yi Chen does not take it to heart.

"Seek death!" The ancestor of the Mi family showed a disdainful smile, but this smile soon solidified on his face.

Yi Chen's right hand, which was resting on the hilt of the sword, turned slightly for half a circle and then suddenly moved.

"Phew!" A voice that broke through the air came from the side of the intestine sword sheath.

Immediately afterwards, everyone only heard a cry of contention, a dazzling light flashed, and what followed was an unusually powerful pressure. It was different from ordinary momentum. In this pressure, there was a target.

Suppression of the soul, unstoppable suppression, absolute suppression!

Under this pressure, the air erupted into a series of sonic booms.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

In the turbulent sonic boom, the sword light disappeared in a flash, and everyone felt their eyes blurred. Immediately, the screams of Liuhua Hou rang in their ears, and a wisp of bright red blood slowly poured down from the void.

, and the handsome figure of Liuhua Hou was blown away like a kite with its string broken.

The vampire bat sect with higher cultivation level, the sword master Jiang Tao, the genius Jiang Fan, and the four ancestors of the Mi family had a panoramic view of this scene. They saw with their own eyes that Yi Chen's figure exploded into a nearly explosive force in an instant.

At thirty times the speed, in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at Liuhuahou's side, and the intestinal sword slashed across Liuhuahou's throat.

This time, although it did not reach the level of blood sealing, the shock it brought to everyone was not bad at all!

"With 10% of the soul power, I easily killed a seventh-level sword king. It's not bad, there is progress." Yi Chen's figure suddenly stopped, and he looked at it indifferently, covering his throat with one hand and struggling with the other, but in the end he refused to give up.

Liuhua Hou closed his eyes and evaluated his attack in his mind.

Luo Tian, ​​Luo Lie, Zhongtong, Xiuxian, Yan Ya, Ye Ruofei, Du Ziteng and others all opened their mouths.

Although I saw the young master fight against a monster that was close to the clan level last time, at that time, after all, Qing Yihou and two housekeepers took action, so the shock that Yi Chen's move brought to everyone was also invisibly reduced.

A lot, but this time, Yi Chen took action alone and easily killed Liuhuahou in an instant. With such unparalleled speed, even the ancestors of the Mi family had no time to rescue them. This shock really impacted their hearts directly.

"Is this the young master's true strength?" Luo Tian and others looked at Yi Chen with eyes that became even more passionate and fierce.

A generation of hereditary marquis fell powerlessly under Yi Chen's sword, and died so simply. On his deathbed, even he himself did not expect that he, a majestic marquis, would die so aggrievedly.

Zi Yihou didn't have many surprises. Zhang Guang and Gude once told him how strong Yi Chen's combat power was. He had already estimated that if he could kill people who were close to the clan-level monsters, he could easily kill a seventh-level swordsman instantly.

Emperor.

Of course, although there was no surprise, he was still quite impressed by Yi Chen's strength. It is no wonder that such a genius can stir up the entire Northern Sichuan Province and become the idol of the younger generation.

"Liu'er!"

The ancestor of the Mi family seemed to have aged dozens of years suddenly. He let out a sad roar and flew to Liuhuahou's body. With trembling hands, he slowly lifted up Liuhuahou's body. His tears couldn't stop falling down and his eyes were filled with tears.

Gradually, a scarlet color of killing appeared.

"Wake up, don't scare grandpa! Have you forgotten that grandpa is still waiting for you to inherit all the properties of our Mi family! Have you forgotten that grandpa has already secured a place for you! Have you forgotten that the Nord family

Will we get it soon?" The ancestor of the Mi family was a little absent-minded, and murmured softly next to Liuhua Hou's body.

"I'm still dreaming about Spring and Autumn Dreams. This guy is really hopeless." Jiang Tao shook his head, "However, if such a perverted person dies, the world can be considered clean."

"Death is just death. Such a waste, living is a waste of food." Jiang Tao looked at the ancestor of the Mi family indifferently, "This old guy is also a useless waste!"

Luo Tian and others are still immersed in the shock brought by Yi Chen. Moreover, they don't care whether Liuhua Hou dies or not. They only care about the young master. They will become the young master's subordinates in this life and be selected by the young master.

I feel more and more that I am lucky in my life.

Indeed, if they knew that three thousand years ago, how many Sword Emperors and even Sword Sect-level experts cried and begged Yi Chen to accept them as his subordinates, then they would understand how lucky they were.

After a while.

The ancestor of the Mi family raised his ferocious face. The muscles on his face were twitching, as if he was enduring some extreme pain. He stared at Yi Chen with blood-red eyes: "You killed Liu'er! You killed the one I love most.

Grandson! The sin is unforgivable, the sin is unforgivable!" He almost shouted the last words, using all his strength, which made the surrounding flowers, plants and trees tremble.

A more bloody, manic, and violent momentum than before came towards Yi Chen with all his strength to suppress it. At this moment, the ancestor of the Mi family finally took action, and his attack was a sure-kill move.

It's his special skill, the sixth-level swordsmanship - Death Air Blade!

Rumble~!

Just the prelude caused dust to fly on the ground, the grass and trees trembled, and ear-splitting sonic booms continued to be heard in the air.

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