Don't say that you don't expect it!

Xiao Yi's voice echoed over the entire main city, surging and entering the depths of everyone's soul.

Outside the huge city lord's mansion, there are corpses on the wide streets.

Stacked into mountains.

The mountain-like skeletons condensed into a shocking evil aura, which caused the temperature of the entire main city to drop a lot. Millions of troops and thousands of Nirvana realm powerhouses all died under Xiao Yi's sword, and none of them were spared.

Such a scene...

It has long been imprinted in the soul of every survivor.

The figure standing in the air, holding a long sword in his hand, and dancing black hair, like a nightmare, will be indelible in the hearts of the Sword King for generations.

As long as Xiao Yi is still there.

When the Sword King travels, there will definitely be no rebellious again.

In the city lord's mansion.

Tong Zhan clenched his hands into fists, clattering between his knuckles, his eyes were burning, and he stared at Xiao Yi's back.

Men should kill people.

Killing one is a thief, and killing ten thousand is a hero!

If you kill nine million, you should be the most powerful!

Xiao Yi's words kept echoing in his mind, deafening, and every word seemed to be carved into their hearts with the sharpest carving knife. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and Tong Zhan's eyes were shining with divine light, muttering to himself: "This is the way I want to go. Only with absolute strength can I protect everything I cherish!"

Swish!

Xiao Yi's figure shook and fell beside him.

Looking at Tong Zhan in front of him calmly.

Xiao Yi was also attracted by his extremely identified eyes, and raised his mouth slightly, saying, "What do you think when I see this battle?"

"have!"

Tong Zhanzheng pointed his head, and a look of excitement appeared on his face. He knelt in front of Xiao Yi with a thud and said aloud, "Disciple Tong Zhan, I hope Xiao Zhenguo can accept me as his disciple!"

After saying that.

Tong Zhan wanted to kowtow, but was blocked by invisible force.

It made him unable to complete the kowtow movement at all.

Xiao Yi said lightly: "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

"I want to become stronger!"

Tong Zhan said word by word, "Only when you become stronger and stronger as strong as you, I can control my own destiny and protect the people I cherish. Otherwise, I can only become a plaything in the palm of others and let it play with... If you become stronger, I will become as powerful as you!"

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Zhan up and down, still showing a calm expression on his face.

Tong Zhan’s talent can only be considered average.

The only thing Xiao Yi valued on him was his courage and determination.

A mere physical state...

Facing King Jianyu and others, he still dared to stand up and protect his sister.

This courage and sense of responsibility are something that most people do not have.

When killing the burly and strong men.

He didn't have any drag.

I felt determined in my heart that the sword in my hand was also unparalleled!

"It's not that easy to worship me as my teacher... In three months, I will openly recruit disciples in Xiaoshanhe Academy. I will give you a sword and a sword score. You must rely on your own abilities to rush back to the imperial capital from here and participate in the Xiaoshanhe Academy assessment in three months. As long as you can pass the assessment, I will accept you as a disciple."

Xiao Yi glanced at Tong Zhan with his eyes glowing and continued, "But I have to remind you that the journey from here to the imperial capital is not close. You have to pass through the northern ice field along the way, and there are many crises. Of course, if you don't have confidence in yourself, you can also choose to go back to the imperial capital with them. For the sake of being a fellow villager, I can let you join Xiaoshanheyuan. Which one do you choose?"

For a moment.

Tong Zhan fell silent.

He is just a physical state cultivation. Not to mention the dangers along the way, it is a problem whether his footwork can arrive in the imperial capital within three months.

If you choose the first one, you will most likely die halfway.

But choose the second one...

Although there is no danger in this way, you can also join Xiaoshanheyuan.

But joining Xiaoshanheyuan and becoming Xiao Yi’s disciple are two different things!

Hesitated for a moment.

Tong Zhan looked up at Xiao Yi seriously and asked in a deep voice: "Master Zhenguo, if I die on the road, can you take good care of the nursery rhyme on my behalf?"

"elder brother……"

The nursery rook's face changed and she shouted anxiously.

Tong Zhan shook his head at her and stared at Xiao Yi seriously.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, raised his lips slightly, and nodded, "Yes!"

call!

Tong Zhan let out a long breath of turbid air and spoke solemnly: "Please give me a sword by Lord Zhenguo!"

He chose the first path!

A hint of relief flashed deep in Xiao Yi's eyes, and he handed the sword he had given to him before, as well as a volume of "The Thirteen Deadly Swords", as well as a dragon source and some silver: "I hope I can see you in Xiaoshanheyuan in three months!"

"I will not let you down!"

Tong Zhan put away his things, carried the long sword, let out a long breath of turbid air, walked to Tong Yao and rubbed her head, and smiled: "Child Yao, from now on, you must listen carefully to the Lord of Zhenguo and return to Xiaoshanheyuan with them. Within three months, I will definitely go to Xiaoshanheyuan to find you!"

"Brother, I, I want to be with you..." said the nursery rhyme.

Her eyes were red.

She knew very well about the dangers along the way.

It is very likely that this farewell will be a farewell forever!

Tong Zhan shook his head and patted her head gently, his eyes extremely tough: "Be obedient and wait for my brother in Xiaoshanheyuan!"

As soon as the words fell.

Tong Zhan bowed to Xiao Yi and said goodbye, carrying a long sword on his back, and disappeared from sight.

Xiao Yi stared at his departure back.

Wave your palm.

He rolled up the nursery rhymes and flew to Yunmeng Temple and flew towards Xiaoshanheyuan.

No one noticed it.

The moment Yunmeng Temple broke through the air, a figure quietly left Yunmeng Temple and looked behind Tong Zhan.

Xiao Yi had no idea at this moment...

His actions today will create a sword master who shocked the entire Qingtian Realm in the near future.

Indifferent...

Xiao Yi was not sure about all this.

now.

He was riding on the Yunmeng Temple and comprehending the many techniques and secrets that Zhao Wuji obtained.

The inheritance of Zhao Wuji obtained in the second floor of the Eternal Heavenly Tomb is countless times more abundant than the inheritance obtained in the first floor. The martial arts alone have more than 10,000 kinds, including some of which are famous all over the world, but have been lost for many years. Xiao Yi's overall combat power has been improved by a leap.

"It's worthy of being the God of Martial Arts..."

This is the emotion Xiao Yi expressed after understanding Zhao Wuji's many inheritances.

And in the process of understanding.

Ten days pass by in a flash.

Xiao Yi...

Finally, he rode in the Yunmeng Temple and flew back to the imperial capital of the Daqian Dynasty and landed in the Xiaoshanheyuan. However, when Xiao Yi fell to the Xiaoshanheyuan, his spiritual sense swept over the Xiaoshanheyuan. When he saw the scenery in the Xiaoshanheyuan, his face changed slightly, and a cold look appeared on his face: "Are these guys looking for death?"
Chapter completed!