Proud Sword Rebirth

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The old housekeeper finished these words solemnly, and then let out a long sigh: "Oh, this truth has been buried for more than five hundred years. If it weren't for a coincidence, we would always be kept in the dark."

This shocking inside story moved Guye Xing. He was silent for a long time and then asked in deep thought: "Do they know that we have found out this news?"

Shaking his head, the old butler said in a very firm tone: "Everyone who knows has been silenced, so don't worry, young master."

"Yes." Guye Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that there are some things that we have to discuss in the long run."

In the dark world, there are countless masters, but few people know the truth. Except for the Dayu clan, the winner and the highest level of the Sovereign Temple, no one would have thought that the Dayu clan is a branch of the Sovereign Temple, and the winner was once trained by the Sovereign Temple.

So, what kind of energy does the Monarch Temple have that can actually cultivate these two superpowers?

On the surface, the Monarch Temple, which is divided into four parts with the other three families, is probably far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

Taki City.

After resting for three full days in a simple restaurant, Yi Chen recovered. His soul power was about 35% restored, and his fighting spirit, strength and fighting power were basically restored. If he wanted to

It will definitely not be possible to fully recover without taking close to ten days.

In the past three days, Yi Chen hadn't eaten a grain of rice or touched a drop of water, which made Xiao Feng anxious, but she realized that she couldn't help her. Her delicate little face was full of anxiety and worry.

Fortunately, on the third day, Yi Chen finally woke up and seemed to be in good spirits.

"Chen." Xiaofeng shouted in surprise.

As soon as he woke up, he heard Xiaofeng's call. A warmth flowed in Yi Chen's heart, and he chuckled: "Okay, don't worry, I'm fine. There's nothing serious now. I can rest for at most seven days."

Fully recovered.”

Hearing this, Xiaofeng's pink and tender face was filled with joy. The copper bell of 'Dingling Bell' suddenly rang. The next moment, she had thrown herself into Yi Chen's arms, murmuring: "Chen, I'm fine."

I’m afraid, you didn’t wake up for three days!”

A trace of self-blame flashed in his eyes, and Yi Chen's tone was full of apology: "It's my fault that I rushed into seclusion for cultivation before I made it clear. I won't worry Xiaofeng anymore if I say anything next time."

"That's pretty much it." Xiaofeng raised her fist proudly, "If you make me worry again, let's see how I beat Chen, huh."

"By the way, Chen, there is a guy outside who calls himself Long Fei and is looking for you. He has been here several times in the past few days." Xiaofeng suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to Yi Chen.

He was startled. If Yi Chen guessed correctly, this person should be Marshal Long Fei, one of the four marshals of the empire.

The four marshals of the empire, the ten generals, a king with a different surname, two royal princes, the left prime minister and the right prime minister, and an emperor. These are the top power levels on the mainland. Basically, most people can remember their names.

Moreover, even their basic information has been spread by people. They are in Taki City, and the other party claims to be Long Fei. In addition, what happened three days ago, if it is not the legendary marshal, Yi Chen naturally does not believe it.

Although Long Fei's real cultivation level has reached the eighth level of Sword Sect, he claims to be at the first level of Sword Sect. Yi Chen guessed that this should be under the instruction of the emperor.

"Let's go, come with me to meet him." Yi Chen had already changed into a long gown three days ago, and he was too lazy to change at this time. He walked out of the room with Xiaofeng and Xiaonizi in his arms, turned around the corridor, and just arrived at the hall.

Then I saw that familiar figure.

The marshal of the Flying Eagle Legion, the eighth-level swordsman, Long Fei!

Just now, Long Fei was still guessing how long it would take for Yi Chen to come out of seclusion. Unexpectedly, before he finished guessing, Yi Chen's figure had already entered his sight. He quickly stood up to greet him, cupped his hands and chuckled: "

Mr. Yi, I have taken the liberty to come to visit you, and please forgive Mr. Long for being rude."

If people respect me one foot, I respect others one foot.

"You're welcome." Yi Chen smiled and said, "Excuse me, senior has visited me many times, but do you have any advice?"

"I don't take advice seriously, Mr. Yi, if it's convenient now, can you accompany Long on a trip?" Long Fei invited.

I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Long Fei's gourd, but the other party should not have any malicious intentions. He used the power of his soul to do a little investigation. Yi Chen immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, I happen to have time now, let's go."

"Young master Yi is indeed a cheerful man. Please come here." After saying that, Long Fei walked ahead to lead the way.

Not long after, Yi Chen held the sleeping Xiaofeng in his arms and followed Long Fei to a large flat area.

In front of his sight, there were densely packed tents and countless soldiers. A chilling air naturally rushed towards his face, causing the blood in Yi Chen's body to boil again. These soldiers deserved to be one of the ace legions, the Flying Eagle Legion.

Such long and thick Qi and blood, when combined together, may stir up the nine heavens, and any treacherous and evil spirits will not be able to get close to it.

Even compared to those legions in the previous life, it is still comparable. Yi Chen couldn't help but admire: "What a flying eagle legion! It lives up to its reputation!"

When it comes to this, Long Fei is not modest at all: "The Flying Eagle Legion was cultivated by me. It has gone through countless battles, large and small. Whether it is Warcraft or human beings, none of them have been killed by them.

A small number. This army may not be as good as the Emperor’s Jinyi Army, but it is no weaker than the other ace armies!”

"Haha." Yi Chen nodded slightly, but didn't say anything else.

After a while, Xiaofeng, Yi Chen and Long Fei walked into the army. Along the way, soldiers could be seen training everywhere. The bursts of uniform shouts and slashing movements with swords showed that this army was

The quality of the soldiers is indeed not low, and every post along the way is guarded by excellent soldiers. There is nothing better than this in the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den.

I don't know if it was his own misunderstanding, but Yi Chen always felt that many soldiers were hostile to him, and there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

"It's the first time I've met them, so it shouldn't be like this, right?" If he hadn't used the power of his soul to investigate and got the accurate answer, Yi Chen wouldn't have believed anything he said.

It wasn't until Yi Chen's figure gradually moved away and disappeared from sight that a small group of generals and deputy generals gathered together in twos and threes to discuss this young man who had caused an uproar in the army.

"He is quite good-looking, but he is just a pretty boy at best. Moreover, at such a young age, he is not even considered a pretty boy. How can he be qualified to win the favor of Marshal Long Fei?" A general with a large body and a thick body cursed.

road.

Another thin general also echoed: "That's right, and this guy's cultivation level doesn't seem to be as high as we thought! A mere third-level swordsman, there is no way he can be the opponent of our Deputy General Liu.

I don’t know what method he used to confuse the marshal and get such a precious spot."

Sitting in the first place was a calm middle-aged man. He looked at his two subordinates indifferently without saying a word. Although he was unmoved on the surface, he didn't think so in his heart.

However, the person he respects the most in his life is Marshal Long Fei. If he wants him to say something wrong about Long Fei, even if he is beaten to death, he will never be able to say it. Long Fei is kind to him, and without Long Fei

Fei, he is still farming at home. Not to mention being a lieutenant, whether he is still alive now is a very serious question.

"However, that kid won't be able to laugh anymore." A faint smile appeared on the middle-aged face. Thinking of the plans of the generals and many deputy generals, he was very relieved, "Those who deceive the marshal will eventually

There will be no good end, losing face is a small thing, losing life is nothing." He thought in his heart.

Walking by the rows of soldiers guarding like benchmarks, Yi Chen was also guessing: "What does Long Fei mean by bringing me to the army?"

He would never believe that Long Fei wanted to deal with him, but he really couldn't think of any other answer.

Finally, a quarter of an hour later, the three figures appeared outside a huge tent. This tent was located in the center of the army station and was also the largest tent. Two rows of soldiers with good cultivation standing guarded the entrance.

In the tent, Yi Chen could also feel that there should be many masters inside.

"Is it really the Hongmen Banquet?" Even Yi Chen himself had some doubts about the results of his soul power. Looking at this formation, it looked like it was going to deal with him, but the conclusion obtained by the soul power was not the same.

so.

"Master Yi, please come inside." Long Fei said with a smile.

"Thanks."

Yi Chen nodded, took steps lightly, and the power of his soul spread towards the tent again. The scenes in the tent were immediately printed in his eyes one by one, and the real situation in the tent also made Yi Chen's steps...

He paused slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of evil charm, "These people, it seems that Long Fei doesn't know about their existence, right?"

The midday sun was blazing, and the sun was scorching. As he gradually approached the tent, even Long Fei noticed something was wrong. There seemed to be someone in the tent. Under the sunlight, dozens of figures loomed in the tent.

"Is it arranged by Yunmeng?" Long Fei didn't think too much. After all, this is the Flying Eagle Legion. Even if there are people inside, they must be from the Flying Eagle Legion and cannot be enemies. After all, there are still many people in this world.

No one can hide from everyone in the Flying Eagle Legion and enter his coach's tent, not even the Sword Master.

Footsteps sounded, and Yi Chen's figure slowly approached the tent step by step.

A fierce murderous intention, an unknown enemy, and a battle were about to be staged in this tent. Yi Chen couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "I can encounter such strange and weird things. I am very curious about what these people are targeting.

Am I still targeting Marshal Long Fei?"

If it was aimed at Long Fei, such a small number of people would not be enough.

And if the target is Yi Chen, then this matter is intriguing, and the Flying Eagle Legion is not normal. (To be continued. (..), your support is my biggest motivation.)

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