Of course, the talent shown by Zhang Ruochen did make all the saints in the black market frightened, and they were very worried that once Zhang Ruochen grew up, another swordsman would appear in the East Region.

It is precisely because of this reason that the black market made up its mind to get rid of Zhang Ruochen. At the same time, we must take this opportunity to regain our might and regain our lost face and power.

The second senior brother Zhu Hongtao glanced at Zhang Ruochen, smiled and said, "Junior brother, you have such a great face. You actually attracted the Nine Nether Sword Saints to the Holy City of the East Region. Even the second senior brother, I am not as good as you."

The third senior brother Wan Ke shook his head and analyzed: "I'm afraid it won't be that simple. The real purpose of the black market is probably to use this matter to destroy the relationship between the Holy Academy and the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region. You think, the master has high hopes for the younger brother. If the younger brother is killed by the people in the Chen family, then with the master's temper, how can he not hold a grudge against the Chen family? Once the Holy Academy and the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region break up, the black market will be able to deal with it more calmly in the East Region in the future."

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "Since the black market dares to come to the Holy City of Dongyu, it must have made a complete layout in advance. Even if the master leaves the Holy Academy and goes out to do business, it is likely that he will be within the scope of their plan."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint indeed left the Holy City of the East Region half a month ago, and only explained that he had one important thing to do, and he would definitely rush back before Zhang Ruochen's wedding.

At that time, Zhu Hongtao and Wanke didn't think there was anything wrong. It was not until Zhang Ruochen said it just now that they realized that it was very likely that the black market was really laying out.

Since the black market can be laid out, if you lead Xuanji Sword Saint away in advance, you can naturally lay out and restrain other strong people in the Holy City of the East Region.

Even, they might have set up a plan within the Chen family, otherwise the Chen family would not have been so slow to open the city-shaking formation.

Wan Ke patted Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry! The Holy City of the East Region is still the territory of the Chen family after all, and has been in operation for countless generations, which is enough to deal with all crises and changes. Even if the Nine Nether Sword Saint comes in person, it will not be possible to shake the Chen family."

The arrival of the Nine Nether Sword Saint indeed shocked many people.

The names of the three sword saints are well-known, and cannot be compared with the Ghost Saint and the Hammer Saint.

However, Chen Wutian did not change his expression when facing the Jiuyou Sword Saint and smiled: "Sword Saint, are you joking? In the Holy City of the East Region, it is probably not easy for you to take away the people from our Holy King's Mansion."

Jiuyou Sword Saint said: "What? You don't believe it?"

Chen Wutian faced the tit-for-tat, full of auspiciousness and said, "Of course I don't believe it. I would like to advise you again, this is the Holy King's Mansion of the East Region, not Jiuyou City. Leave quickly, otherwise you might not be able to leave."

A laughter rang out above the sky: "Shang Jiuyou, it seems that you are really old, and even young people don't take you seriously."

Chen Wutian's face became a little serious again, he raised his head and looked upwards.

I saw a huge black city floating in the clouds.

The laughter just now came from the black city.

Except for Chen Wutian, no one else could see the black city. When he heard the laughter just now, he could only secretly guess that there were experts from the black market that did not appear.

The third senior brother Wan Ke's face was calm and he said, "Oh no! It seems that besides the Jiuyou Sword Saint, maybe the master of the Black Market Yipin Hall has arrived, right in the dark."

"How can I see it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Among the strong men of evil paths, there are only a few people who dare to call the name of Jiuyou Sword Saint, and it is not difficult to guess." said the third senior brother Wan Ke.

Jiuyou Sword Saint still had a faint smile, staring at Chen Wutian opposite him, and said, "You are the first person to threaten me. It's not bad, it's really good. With this courage, you are qualified to be a young hero."

In front of the Nine Nether Sword Saint, even Chen Wutian's age can only be considered a young man.

Chen Wutian stood upright and said proudly: "Sword Saint, the person who has the initiative now is the younger generation. Do you believe it or not, can you kill the ghost Saint first?"

"Swish!"

Fang Tian's painting halberd was almost about to pierce the Guisheng's chest, and the light on the tip of the halberd became brighter, illuminating the Guisheng's face very pale.

Jiuyou Sword Saint smiled and said, "You have someone in your hands, and we have someone in our black market."

As soon as the Nine Nether Sword Saint finished speaking, two figures appeared in the darkness.

They were two old men, one green and one white. They were floating in the void, holding their necks tightly with their hands, and struggling with their feet. They were whining sounds from their mouths, just like an invisible rope hanging them up on their necks.

However, as long as anyone with eyes can see, there is nothing on the necks of the two old men.

Therefore, the scene in front of you seems extremely strange.

The two old men, one green and one white, are the two masters of the Chen family, Chen Xican and Chen Tiankun.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Chen Xican and Chen Tiankun's direction and said, "What a brilliant illusion, even the semi-saint was hit."

Even Zhu Hongtao, the second senior brother who was not afraid of heaven and earth, showed a little fear at this moment, stared at the surroundings, and said cautiously: "It should be the illusion saint! The strength of this witch is quite terrible, like a ghost, everywhere, and cannot be guarded. Why should we be careful?"

Both the Black Market and the Chen family were in hand, and they suddenly fell into a deadlock and began to confront each other.

Bu Qianfan walked out, stood in the center of the battlefield, and said, "Since you seniors, don't take action for the time being, then I will resolve the grudge with Zhang Ruochen first."

Bu Qianfan's figure and facial features gradually changed, and finally turned into the appearance of Emperor Yi.

Di Yi stared at Zhang Ruochen in the distance with his hands behind his back, waved his hand, and smiled and said, "Bring it up! This betrothal gift should have been given long ago."

Two Glazed Knights rode the barbarian beast and walked out from behind Emperor Yi.

Between the two wild beasts, a six-foot-high iron cage was dragged, and the iron cage rubbed against the ground, and sparks emerged.

In the iron cage, a woman with disheveled heads was locked. The wrists of her hands were penetrated by steel nails and nailed to the iron railing. Drops of blood flowed down her arms, dyeing her sleeves and robe red.

Although that woman had fainted, Zhang Ruochen still recognized her at a glance that she was his mother, Concubine Lin.

A blue vein appeared on Zhang Ruochen's forehead, his eyes were red, and he rushed forward and said sternly: "Di Yi, you are looking for death!"

Di Yi raised his arm and made a gesture.

"Puff!"

The two Glazed Knights had cold eyes. They raised the dragon bone spear and immediately stabbed forward from the left and right sides, stabbing into Lin Fei's left and right shoulders respectively.

Concubine Lin immediately woke up from pain and screamed in pain.

Blood poured out from her left and right shoulders like a rush.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you take another step forward, your mother will die in front of you immediately." Di Yi smiled.

The seemingly sunny smile gives people an extremely hideous feeling.

Zhang Ruochen stopped, clenched his fists, his whole body trembled, and said, "What do you have to do with my mother? Why... want to involve her...?"

Huang Yanchen immediately chased after him and stood beside Zhang Ruochen.

She saw Concubine Lin in the iron cage and was extremely sad and resentful, and said coldly: "Warriors fight each other and don't hurt their families. You saints in the black market have no bottom line in doing things, right?"

Zhang Ruochen's semi-saint mansion has already very strong defense, and there is a fifth senior sister in charge. Except for the saint's attack, who can break through?

Emperor Yi smiled and said, "This matter has nothing to do with all the saints. The reason why I invited my aunt was actually just to figure out a problem. I am very curious. In Zhang Ruochen's heart, is it important to his mother or his fiancée more important?"

"It seems that many people cannot answer this question. However, I know that Zhang Ruochen is very smart and he will definitely be able to give me an accurate answer."

"Zhang Ruochen, now I will give you two choices."

"The first choice is that you give your fiancée to me and let her marry me, and I will let your mother go."

"The second option is that you can continue to marry your fiancée, but before that, you must first hold a funeral for your mother."

"This question is really difficult! Zhang Ruochen, you should have enough time to give you an incense stick of time, right?"

The second senior brother Zhu Hongtao and the third senior brother Wan Ke rushed up and stood on the left and right sides of Zhang Ruochen.

Emperor Yi looked at Zhu Hongtao and Wanke and immediately said, "Two seniors, don't think about saving people. The degree of killing people is always much faster than saving people. If Zhang Ruochen's mother dies here because of your recklessness, he may hate you for the rest of his life."

Zhu Hongtao wanted to rush up and blow up Di Yi's head, but he finally held back and had no impulse.

Wan Ke looked at Zhang Ruochen with great concern and said, "Junior brother, don't believe his words. Even if you hand over Miss Yanchen to him, he will not be able to let your mother go. Their target is you, and the person they really want to kill is also you."

Huang Yanchen knew the difficulties in Zhang Ruochen's heart very well and said, "I'll go! When the emperor lets Concubine Lin off, I will sacrifice my life and not let him humiliate him. It is worth using my life to exchange for Concubine Lin's life."

Huang Yanchen's eyes were terrified, and he took a step forward. However, after she took one step, Zhang Ruochen grabbed her wrist and dragged her back.

"You go back and leave it to me to solve it."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and gradually returned to calm, but his eyes still contained a strong murderous aura and said, "Diyi, do you think you have the absolute initiative?"

Di Yi spread his hands, smiled and said, "Isn't it obvious yet?"

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared from the spot.

No one of the saints present saw his figure clearly, and only felt the space fluctuation.

Just as Zhang Ruochen disappeared, another Zhang Ruochen appeared above the iron cage that imprisoned Lin Fei at the same time, and used the time sword technique to quickly shoot out two swords.

"Puff!"

The heads of the two Glazed Knights flew out almost at the same time.

"Space Movement, the Sword of Time. Has the Heir of Time and Space been born again?"

The old eyes of the Nine Nether Sword Saint became full of sharpness, and the gaze that radiated turned into a vast sword energy.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's secret of controlling time and space was finally exposed to the world.

In the future, he will inevitably face endless killings. But he has no regrets because this is his only choice.
Chapter completed!