"That seems to be Fang Qingzhu from the Fang family? She is Xiao Yi, the son-in-law of the Fang family?"

"It was them who were waiting for by Mr. Yan?"

Everyone felt their scalp numb and incredible.

They all thought that Mr. Yan was waiting for Sikong Nan, the lord of Nanhuang City. Even Sikong Nan himself thought so, he was the only one who could make Mr. Yan so enthusiastic in Nanhuang City.

But now...

Mr. Yan just nodded to him.

Instead, he was so respectful to Xiao Yi.

Sikong Nan touched his chin: "Xiao Yi, the son-in-law of the Fang family? Interesting!"

When Zhang Ze saw Xiao Yi, his face became a little ugly.

He is a peerless genius who has attracted the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, but Old Yan just praised him casually, but he was so respectful to Xiao Yi: "It's just a humble son-in-law. How could he get such treatment?"

Xiao Yi didn't know what they were thinking, so he looked at Old Yan helplessly: "Didn't you tell me to go in first?"

He doesn't want to be too eye-catching.

Old Yan smiled and whispered: "The teacher didn't come, how dare you attend the seat first?"

“…”

Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly.

He was originally coming with Mr. Yan, but he was worried that Fang Qingzhu was alone at home, so he went back to bring Fang Qingzhu with him.

I was asking Mr. Yan to go in first, but I didn't expect that he would wait for him here.

"You go ahead!" Xiao Yi said.

With Mr. Yan's respect for him, he would definitely not dare to walk in front of him.

But in this way...

Xiao Yi's name is about to become popular again. Who is qualified to let Mr. Yan follow him in the vast Nanhuang City?

Mr. Yan naturally knew what Xiao Yi meant, so he led the way forward and came to Sikong Nan and Zhang Yong. He nodded to Sikong Nan, and then looked at Zhang Yong: "Master Zhang, it's okay for me to bring two more people, right?"

"Of course there is no problem. Young Master Xiao can come. My Zhang family will be full of glory!" Zhang Yonglian said.

He can't give Xiao Yi face, but he can't give Mr. Yan the face!

Xiao Yi bowed and said, "Congratulations to the head of the Zhang family!"

"Haha, please come in, Mr. Xiao!" said the head of the Zhang family.

Zhao Xian walked up to him with a respectful expression: "Mr. Xiao, my father was in seclusion and studying the sword technique and could not come. Let me say hello to you on his behalf!"

"I'm determined!"

Xiao Yi nodded and walked into the mansion with everyone.

Sikong Nan looked at the back of Old Yan and his party and touched his chin.

In the vast Nanhuang City, who would not give him a few words of compliment when he saw him?

Xiao Yi directly treated him as air.

He could see that it was not a pretending gesture, but in Xiao Yi's heart, he really had no fear of his first combat power in Nanhuang City. He couldn't help but look at Zhang Yong curiously: "Horse Zhang, what is the relationship between Xiao Yi and Mr. Yan?"

Zhang Yongdao: "Then Xiao Yi knew some treasure appraisal methods and helped Mr. Yan identify a legacy of the deadly scholar, so Mr. Yan attaches great importance to him!"

Zhang Ze, who was standing aside, snorting coldly, disdainingly: "Isn't it just that he has won the favor of Mr. Yan with his strange and lustful skills? In this world, his own strength is the foundation..."

Sikong Nan smiled unanimously, and ignored Zhang Ze. Instead, he became more and more interested in Xiao Yi: "It is not just a skill that can be used to make Mr. Yan pay so much attention to it! Xiao Yi, the son-in-law of the Fang family? It's interesting..."

Zhang Yongdao: "Sir, the banquet begins soon, let's go in too!"

"Um!"

…………

The Zhang family’s banquet specifications are quite large.

Yesterday, Fang Tianhao's birthday party was only more than 30 tables, but they had sixty tables, and the guests were all over the place.

Everyone sat down.

Zhang Yong smiled and said: Thank you for your admiration for attending today's dinner. In order to celebrate the strange phenomenon of Ozawa, I specially prepared a ceremony for the Yuan soldiers to recognize their lords to add fun to everyone."

Do Yuan soldiers recognize their lords?

Everyone took a breath of cold air and looked shocked.

Mr. Yan also raised his eyebrows: "Yuan Bing? The head of the Zhang family is so bold!"

Sikong Nan's eyes were glowing: "I didn't expect that the head of the Zhang family could get Yuan soldiers. I wonder what level it is?"

Yuan Soldiers!

The weapons that must be activated by vitality are divided into one to nine grades, priceless.

Even if it is just the lowest-ranking Yuan soldier, it will be worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and it still has no market value.

Looking at the envy and amazement on everyone's faces, Zhang Yong felt more and more proud, and he said modestly: "The ability is limited, and all Zhang got is a second-grade Yuan soldier!"

Second-rank Yuan soldiers.

Only those who are powerful in the supernatural power realm can fully exert their power.

Value exceeds one million!

Even if Sikong Nan, as the lord of Nanhuang City and was in charge of the fortress, his combat soldiers were just a second-grade Yuan soldiers.

It was really a big deal for Zhang Yongneng to prepare a second-grade Yuan soldier for Zhang Ze!

Zhang Yong smiled and said, "Wait for a moment, I will take the Yuan soldiers here!"

After a moment...

Xiao Yi, who was talking to Mr. Yan, shook slightly, and suddenly his heartbeat accelerated. The sound of thump was still in his ears, as if something was attracting him.

Look with the flow.

Zhang Yong was walking towards him holding a black wooden box. The surface of the box was carved with dragons and phoenixes, with gorgeous carvings. Zhang Yong saw everyone looking at him and showed a smug smile: "Please look, this is the second-grade Yuan soldiers' flame-chasing wind sword!"

Click!

Zhang Yong opened the Jikuan, and when the lid of the wooden box was lifted, a long red sword fell into everyone's sight.

The sharp blade seems to be able to cut everything.

Above the red sword body, auspicious clouds surround it, spreading all over the body, and auspicious clouds vaguely form a blood dragon.

This sword also adds a bit of cold evil spirit.

Buzz!

The moment he saw this long sword, Xiao Yi felt his head buzzing. His body was filled with the will of the lifelong sword inheritance of the deadly scholar, and it was violently shaken. In his mind, countless sword lights appeared, and sword moves kept passing by his eyes.

Finally, it condensed into a round sword pill, and there was a blood-colored magic sword hanging in the air.

When Xiao Yi opened his eyes, the old Yan beside him was shocked and looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

Just in such a moment...

Old Yan found that Xiao Yi's figure seemed to become more upright, and his whole body was even more sharp, like a peerless magic sword. Old Yan took a deep breath, his eyes full of horror: "This, is this sword intent? No, this is just the prototype of the sword intent. Young Master Xiao condensed the seeds of the sword intent?"

Sword Intent.

It is a kind of martial arts artistic conception.

This is an extremely powerful force. Generally speaking, only strong people above the Golden Elixir Realm can comprehend the martial arts artistic conception, while some peerless geniuses can master some of the martial arts artistic conception power in the magical realm.

This is the seed of artistic conception!

Xiao Yi is now just at the first level of Qi Gathering Realm, but he has already comprehended the seed of sword intent. This is simply unbelievable!

The sharp sword intent on Xiao Yi's body just flashed and it was trapped into his body.

The Blazing Flame Chasing Wind Sword was displayed in front of everyone. The sharp sword energy on the sword edge covered the trace of sword intent power coming from Xiao Yi, but it did not attract much attention.

“This feeling is great!”

Xiao Yi let out a long breath of turbid air, and there was no surprise.

He had already obtained the sword-tracking inheritance of the deadly scholar, and now he condensed the sword-inspired seeds under the stimulation of the sword energy of the flaming wind-chasing sword, which was just a natural thing.

His strength is not weaker than the fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm, and with the blessing of the sword intent seeds.

Even if you encounter a master of the sixth level of Qi Gathering Realm, you can fight!

"This dinner is right!"

Xiao Yi's eyes fell on the flame-chasing sword, and he faintly felt a subtle connection between the sword and himself, as if with just one thought, it would fly into his hands.

Mr. Yan, who was standing aside, looked at Zhang Yong and his son, with a strange look on his face: "The Zhang family father and son are about to cry..."

At this moment.

Zhang Yong said to the public: "I would like to witness that my son Zhang Ze recognized the lord of the Yuan soldiers!"
Chapter completed!