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    That's right, even though the soldiers of Yemian City were heavily involved, countless strong men were everywhere, and they had learned many profound lessons, they still came to attack the Yi family. Moreover, the strength of this group was not that great.  As outstanding as they are, they can only be considered passable at best. Of course, this is for Yi Chen. If we want to use the strength standards of the dark world to position ourselves, this group of people can still be regarded as a second-rate peak force. If there is another  If he were a sword master, he would undoubtedly be able to rank among the first-rate forces.  w.  w9.  m

    This group includes eighteen sword sects and twenty-five sword emperors, a total of forty-three strong men, each with extraordinary strength.

    Obviously, there are not many forces with such strength in the entire continent, and they will definitely not be unknown people. Yi Chen was even more curious. He personally killed two sword masters, dozens of sword sects, and more than a hundred sword kings.  , Logically speaking, as long as the other party is not a fool, they should be able to guess that he can easily destroy such a force, but why did the other party send such a group of people to do these meaningless actions?

    I'm just curious. Yi Chen will show no mercy to any enemy who dares to attack. No matter where the opponent comes from, he will show no mercy. "It seems that I have not completely deterred all those who I killed before."  So powerful!" Yi Chen held up his chin and showed a self-deprecating smile. However, no one could tell whether this smile was self-deprecating or mocking others.

    "I just came out of seclusion. I haven't moved for so long. It's time to relax my muscles and bones." Yi Chen moved his neck and arms, opened the door of the secret room, and walked slowly outside.

    At this time, a group of people were still discussing outside Yi's house and did not take action immediately.

    If they had taken action, Yi Chen would not have been so lazy and would have killed them as soon as possible.

    The sword element continued to cover the surrounding area of ??one kilometer. Yi Chen quietly paid attention to this group of people. He did not rush to take action, but observed them curiously. He was curious about where this group of people came from and where they came from.  Where did you get such courage and dare to attack the Yi family regardless of life and death? Yes, anyone who is smart knows that provoking the Yi family with such a small amount of power is tantamount to self-destruction.

    "Husband, do you really want to attack?" An old man hesitated and asked softly.

    "Why not?" A gorgeous lady glanced at the old man indifferently, "You are the one I brought here from the inner palace. Have you forgotten your responsibilities in these years? You know, you are the one who  I swear an oath to the supreme Lord of Swords. If you violate it, you will be oppressed by the power of the Lord of Swords without my taking action."

    The old man's face changed, and a strong fear flashed in his eyes, and he said quickly: "I have no second thoughts. From the beginning to the end, I have never changed my belief in the Lord of Swords. I hope the saint can learn from it!"  "He also changed the title of the noble lady from husband to 'saint'. Thinking about it, this saint must also be an extraordinary person.

    "Where are you?" The noble lady glanced around.

    "My subordinates swear to be loyal to the Lord of the Sword, to the Lord's Temple, and to the Saint!" A group of people lowered their voices and knelt down towards the noble lady. The hesitation in their eyes was replaced by determination. It seemed that that  The so-called Lord of Swords still has a great influence on them.

    Hearing this, Yi Chen couldn't help but frown slightly: "The Temple of the Sovereign? So the Temple of the Sovereign hasn't been cleared yet?"

    He had left the rest of the matters to the Royal Winner to handle. He never thought that the Royal Winner had not completely eliminated the entrance to the Sovereign Temple. The so-called saint in front of him seemed to have a high status in the Sovereign Temple. You know, the Sovereign  Not everyone can enter the inner hall of the temple, and the title of 'Saint' alone is enough to prove that this person has a high status.

    But, so what?

    Yi Chen's eyes were also cold, and a murderous intention flashed across his face: "If you didn't come to me, you might be able to live a little longer. Now, you are just destroying yourself!"

    Next, the noble lady revealed important information again. She nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! I have lived up to Liu Pangda's expectations for you, and I have lived up to the Sword Lord's respect for you. That coward, I wish you all the best!"  He doesn't even want to borrow money to join the horse, for fear of offending this guy, haha, has he ever thought about whether this guy can really tolerate him?"

    She didn't know the specific reason, but her tone was very certain, and there was still a lot of resentment and hatred on her face as she said: "When Lone Star killed our son Baisha, he didn't dare  It¡¯s okay to take action, but now, he¡¯s even afraid of a kid, he¡¯s destined to be a coward in his life!¡±

    She curled her lips, which was extremely inconsistent with her luxurious temperament and dress, and her image was vulgar. She cursed: "I don't have the strength to take revenge on the royal winner, but I can come and deal with this bastard. As for the winner, I will never do it."  Let it go.¡±

      Unknowingly, she exposed too much information. She has big breasts and no brains. Although her breasts are not big, she still has no brains.

    Shaking his head helplessly, Yi Chen walked towards where they were hiding: "I was still interested in continuing to listen, but now everyone at home is scolding me, and it's so unbearable, I can't bear it, there is no need to bear it anymore, such a woman  Enter and be killed!"

    He has never killed a woman in his life, or even touched a woman. He did punish women in his previous life, but he didn't do it himself. It was always his subordinates, or his five disciples did it on their behalf.  , but now, he is ready to take action himself. This woman has completely annoyed him.

    Not to mention the woman insulting him like this, the woman's status as a saint of the Monarch Temple and the wife of Yu Sheng, the leader of the Dayu tribe, gave Yi Chen enough reason to kill the woman.

    "How can you be a thief if you are a good person?" Although this luxurious girl is not really a good person, her appearance is first-rate and her temperament is extraordinary. When she was young, she must have been a delicate beauty. Yi Chen's  The voice reached the ears of the luxurious lady, "What a pity, what a pity."

    The faces of the noble lady changed, and everyone in the group looked at Yi Chen warily. They didn't realize when and how this young man came to them. More importantly, who was this young man?  If this young man yelled, their sneak attack plan would be ruined.

    "Who are you?" The gorgeous lady suddenly transformed into an elegant and generous lady with excellent temperament and nobility. "Guy, don't you know that eavesdropping on other people's conversations is a very immoral act?  ?¡±

    Yi Chen ignored her charming gaze and said calmly: "But you are not bad at all. You insulted him behind his back. Ha, I don't know when I became a 'bastard'. You are very good." Although his  The tone was very calm, but a hint of cold murderous intent spread, 'bastard', Yao knew that this was the most taboo word for Yi Chen now.

    "You are Yi Chen!" Hearing this, everyone present became very nervous, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

    "Okay. Ah! We didn't fight in, but you came out on your own initiative to save us from trouble. Now that you're here, stay here forever!" The noble lady showed a crazy smile, "Everyone,  Give it to me! Destroy his cultivation and do not harm his life. I will torture him for the rest of his life and make him worse than death for the rest of his life in order to repay the revenge of destroying the palace."

    How crazy is her belief in the Temple of the Monarch?

    "This woman is already terminally ill!" Yi Chen shook his head secretly. He had no interest in this woman at all.

    "Kill!" Although they were extremely afraid of Yi Chen, after all, according to Jing Jing's rumors, Yi Chen killed the chief palace master Liu Bang. Even if they suspected that it was a lie, what if it was true?  Moreover, Yi Chen came to them silently just now. If Yi Chen hadn't taken the initiative to reveal himself, they wouldn't have known that this young man was close. As a result, they became more and more uncertain about the authenticity of Yi Chen's strength.  Out of fear, they had to obey the order given by the noble lady, and they had no choice but to bite the bullet and kill Yi Chen.

    They prayed in their hearts: "The Lord of Swords must protect us! His strength must not be the same as the rumors!"

    It's a pity that the Lord of the Sword is not at home today. He may not have listened to their prayers, or he may have listened to their prayers, but he was unable to fulfill their wishes. When they besieged them, Yi Chen stood on the sword.  The hand on the handle gently pulled.

    "Whoops~" A white light flashed, and Yi Chen, who was closest to him, didn't even see clearly how Yi Chen moved his hands, so he covered his neck and fell down in disbelief, his eyes full of regret.

    Three breaths, just three breaths later, Yi Chen dragged out an afterimage, wandering among many sword sects and sword emperors. When he stood up with his sword put away, a group of people covered their necks at almost the same time and moved towards  He fell to the ground, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Of course, he also felt more regret, but he regretted it now, it was too late.

    When they joined the Monarch Temple, they were already doomed to die today. This was something that no one could stop, unless Yi Chen was in a happy mood and was willing to spare their lives.

    But it was obvious that Yi Chen was very unhappy, and Yi Chen's unhappiness was all caused by the 'bastard' in the mouth of the gorgeous lady.

    The tip of the sword was dripping with bright red blood. Yi Chen turned around and looked at the noble lady indifferently. Looking at the last one who was still alive, he said: "How about it? This is a gift from me. Is it okay?"  OK?"

    The noble lady was shocked and frightened. She stretched out her finger and pointed at Yi Chen. She shivered and didn't say anything for a long time. At this time, she still had the noble temperament that she had just now, and she completely turned into a weak and pitiful person.  Women, if you don¡¯t know the real situation,??This scene may be misunderstood as Yi Chen bullying the weak.

    "Then, please accept the second gift. This gift is to give you a chance to go down and meet your son and your subordinates." Yi Chen didn't know why he suddenly became  Being so evil may be because he was completely angered by this lady. The word 'bastard' still echoes in his mind.

    Since he learned about what happened to his mother and father, he has kept it secret. This woman dared to humiliate him like this, so why not retaliate with more violent means?

    ??Repay grievance with straightness, repay kindness with kindness!

    This is the principle of Yi Chen's way of dealing with the world. The past life and the present are the same, and he will not make some stupid mistakes.

    The long sword danced with a sword flower. Yi Chen put away the sword, wiped it on the clothes of the corpse on one side, and murmured in disgust: "Your blood is dirtier than anything else!"

    On the other side, the noble lady's chest was pierced. Although she struggled endlessly, she still slowly fell down with resentment, unwillingness, hatred and pain. Before she died, she uttered a sentence with difficulty: "The Lord of the Sword, will not  Let you go!"
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