Proud Sword Rebirth

The soldiers received the order and immediately ran towards Yi Chen in an orderly manner.

Rumble~!

There were only a dozen soldiers, but they stirred up thick dust.

"Stop!" At the critical moment, someone finally stepped forward. This person was not only expected by Yi Chen, but also unexpected by him.

Xiao Yuan!

The hereditary earl of the border town, the grandfather of the genius Xiao He, is also the most powerful figure in the border town!

Lang Mo frowned and asked lightly: "Who are you?"

"Border town, hereditary earl, Xiao Yuan!" Xiao Yuan was calm and unhurried, his heart solemn, but his face did not lose its momentum.

"Hereditary Earl..." Lang Mo straightened his posture a little after hearing this. He didn't expect to meet a hereditary Earl here, which made him a little surprised. "I wonder what Earl Xiao has to say?" A very simple sentence.

, but it vaguely points out that even if you are a hereditary earl, you are still lower than a marquis.

But Xiao Yuan pretended not to hear and said slowly: "General Lang Mo, can you give me a favor to the old man?"

Lang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said with great interest: "Say."

"Let him go." Xiao Yuan went straight to the point and expressed his meaning clearly.

"Impossible! Don't mention this matter again!" Lang Mo refused flatly, "This son will die, not to mention you. Even if the marshal intercedes for him, I will never forgive him!"

His heart sank, Xiao Yuan knew that he had to express his position. He looked at Yi Chen who looked confident, slowly made up his mind, and said firmly: "In this case, the old man can only risk his life to save him.

life!"

Wang Hai and others were quite puzzled before, but after thinking about it, they vaguely understood Xiao Yuan's plan.

"You can't stop the person I'm about to kill!" Lang Mo stretched out his index finger and shook it, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

He naturally did not dare to move as a hereditary earl, but with his fourth-level Sword Emperor cultivation, it was not difficult for him to avoid a first-level Sword Emperor strongman and kill a boy with a fourth-level Sword Master.

, or in other words, easily.

Yi Feng was not worried at this time. Instead, he agreed very much with Lang Mo's approach, with a subtle smile on his face.

Opposite Yi Feng, the old man Yi Tiannan had very complicated eyes. He was disappointed with Yi Chen and wanted to teach him a lesson himself, but he was also reluctant to let this talented junior die in vain.

Wang Hai was struggling in his heart and wanted to help, but he had many worries and could not make a decision.

Shen Luoyang wisely chose to watch. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about helping Yi Chen, not because he was afraid of death, nor for his own future, but more for the sake of his lovely granddaughter and the junior royal swordsman.

In the academy, those students who work tirelessly.

Once he chooses to go against Lang Mo, once he fails, the Royal Swordsman Junior Academy in Yemian City will be doomed!

Except for Xiao Yuan, no one stood up to speak for Yi Chen or support him.

The fifth young lady of Burial Sword Villa, Ye Ruofei, was strictly guarded by those around her and had no chance to get out.

Next to her, stood a young man. The young man had a handsome face and gave people a gentle and elegant feeling. However, compared with Xiao He, he was more wise and gloomy, and less sincere and friendly.

"General Lang Mo will kill this disrespectful man. Count Xiao, you must think clearly. This man is a well-known dandy in our Yemian City." The young man took a step slowly and faced Lang from a distance.

He bowed silently and then said to Xiao Yuan.

"Brother...you..." Ye Ruofei opened her eyes wide and wanted to say something, but Yu Wenyu beside her covered her mouth and kept making "umu" sounds.

Ye Qing looked at his son and frowned deeply. He couldn't figure out why he would support Lang Mo at this time. Did he just want to climb the big tree of Lang Mo?

This person is none other than Ye Fan, the distinguished young master of Burial Sword Villa, who once framed Yi Chen and caused him to be defeated by Li Zhao.

When Lang Mo heard this, he looked over in surprise, with a smile on his face.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have a hereditary earl backing you. Is it because of this that you have the courage to contradict me?" Lang Mo slowly dismounted, walked forward step by step, and said jokingly: "

Do you think that by hiding behind Earl Xiao, I can't do anything to you?"

"Can you do anything to me, young master? Facts will prove everything!" Yi Chen said calmly, as calm as a deep valley and a secluded forest.

"Zheng~" He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, a flash of sword light flashed, and the long sword was suddenly unsheathed.

"Young boy with a yellow mouth, I want to see if your meat is as hard as your mouth!" Lang Mo's temper has calmed down a lot today. Perhaps for Yi Sen's sake, he said to

In Yemian City, he had no intention of going on a killing spree, and he was very satisfied with Yi Sen, his disciple.

A huge momentum, like a bulldozer, rolled up all the dust and sand on the ground, and it didn't stop until it reached behind Yi Chen.

In this range, there are only three people, Xiao Yuan, Yi Chen and Lang Mo.

"Grandpa!" Xiao He rushed directly into Lang Mo's momentum range without saying a word.

"Teacher!" Yi Sen, not to be outdone, also rushed in.

As soon as the two people rushed in, their faces suddenly turned pale and their bodies were shaky. Fortunately, both of them were tough people. After a few breaths of adaptation time, they stabilized. Although their faces were still pale, their actions were inconsistent.

It's okay.

On the contrary, what surprised everyone was that Yi Chen didn't have any strange expression at all. This aura was as if it didn't exist and could not affect him at all.

His performance was a little better than Xiao Yuan, the junior sword king.

"Sure enough!" Xiao Yuan took a look and his suspicion was confirmed, "This little guy really has a trump card!"

Lang Mo was stunned. He didn't expect that Yi Chen was not injured at all under his own momentum. You know, he is an intermediate sword king! And Yi Chen is only an intermediate sword master! I don't know how many levels are missing in the middle! Don't forget that he is an intermediate sword king!

Even though Lang Mo didn't believe it, even the countless people watching around him couldn't believe it. They all wiped their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.

No one saw that a layer of invisible and mysterious power was flowing on the surface of Yi Chen's body. These powers formed an existence similar to a light curtain, wrapping him inside. Lang Mo's aura, as soon as he arrived here, was like

I encountered a towering mountain and took a detour on my own.

Yi Chen, an intermediate swordsman, once again burst out with his arrogance at this moment, the pride that belongs to the master of the five great sword masters, and the majesty that belongs to the first person in the theory of swordsmanship.

"war!"

Following Yi Chen, a soft voice sounded slowly.

This sound is like ripples, traveling in all directions, layer by layer.

Although the voice was small, it was like thunder in everyone's ears. The blood in the body boiled involuntarily, and the fighting spirit was aroused in an instant.

I can't wait to join the battlefield immediately and fight with countless heroes in an earth-shaking battle!

An earth-shattering fight!

Fight until the sun and the moon eclipse!

Lang Mo's expression suddenly became serious. He didn't know how Yi Chen did it, but he knew that Yi Chen was by no means as simple as he appeared on the surface. At this moment, in his heart, he already regarded Yi Chen as an equal.

Look at your opponents!

Even though Yi Chen's cultivation level is only level 4 as a swordsman, he still knows that a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. Lang Mo will no longer look down upon him!

"My eldest brother helped the enemy to kill him, but outsiders helped him unswervingly. Yi Chen, you should be very happy about this result, right?" Ye Fan had an undetectable and weird smile on his face.

"Five of Swords!"

A deep roar, no less than that of Yi Chen, resounded in people's ears like thunder. At the same time, everyone was stimulated by a dazzling white light and closed their eyes involuntarily.

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