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"Xiao Lei, go, go out to play."

Xia Yu greeted and planned to get out of the cave.

However, the next moment, his arm was held by people.

Xia Ya shook her head and pointed at it.

Xia Yu froze, and then understood.

"Is there a master on it?"

Xia Ya and Xia Lei nodded at the same time.

Xia Yu smiled, held his fist, and said, "How tall? Brother is now strong."

Xia Ya glanced at him and said faintly: "Brother, the person above, you can shoot us to death with a slap."

"Huh? Really?" Xia Yu's eyelids turned.

He naturally doesn't believe it, how is it possible?

His current combat effectiveness is not a little bit stronger than the original.

You can shoot him to death, it doesn't seem to be easy.

What's more, he is very clear that Xia Ya and Xia Lei are not weak.

Don't say that he is alone, it is three or five top combat effectiveness, and the three of them definitely have the power of World War I.

One slap can shoot the three of them, so exaggerated.

Then, the next moment, Xia Ya's sentence directly made Xia Yu counsel.

"Really, brother, here is a sage."

"Saint ... sage?" Xia Yu stunned for a while and said, "Is it me provoked? The sword in the sword in the sword lake was provoked?"

"It's likely."

"Okay!" Xia Yu shook his head with a bitter smile.

pretty!

Just let the Xu family down, this provoked a sage, what kind of luck is this?

At this time, Xia Yu did not dare to explore consciously. Although he didn't know the sage's means, he must be much stronger than him.

"Where is the sage?"

Xia Yu looked at Xia Ya, and he didn't know why. He just felt that Xia Ya knew.

Xia Ya said faint: "It's in the main house of our head!"

Ask Jiancheng, the main house of the city.

A white figure, standing quietly on the void.

In all directions, a figure, almost the fastest speed, rushed over.

"Liulizong Taishang Elder Zhao Yiping, Zhao Danxi, see the Great Saint!"

After Zhao Yiping finished speaking, he bowed with Zhao Danxi to the end.

The white figure above her head seems to be heard without hearing.

Zhao Yiping and Zhao Danxi didn't dare to get up, just bowing.

"Jiuding Mountain Taishang Elder Wu Qiyong, Zhou Qilin, the master of Jiuding Mountain, see the Great Saint!"

Wu Qiyong and Zhou Qilin, as well as.

And the white figure still turned a deaf ear.

"Qing Xinzong Taishang Elder Qi An'an, the Lord Wen Wenyao, see the Great Saint!"

The two women flew here and immediately saluted.

However, the white figure still closed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

Qi Anan and Wen Wenyao glanced at each other. The eyebrows were full of worry. I don't know what happened?

Human psychology, the more unknown, the more worrying and fearful.

A figure, rushed from all directions to meet the great saint in one way, and it took one after another.

However, the white figure with a negative sword, without a word.

After a quarter of an hour, a coercion suddenly fell from the sky.

That's a sword qi!

Just a sword qi, let everyone below suddenly sink.

The composite coercion makes them almost unbearable.

thump!

Some of the ancestors who were slightly lower, kneeling directly on the ground.

For those who are tall, they are naturally unwilling to just bow their knees, and naturally they try to resist.

Although you are a saint, everyone is afraid of you.

However, it does not mean that these people have no bones.

After all, if I just kneel down, how will I see anyone in the future?

After spending countless thoughts and working hard for countless years, what we want in life is only two things, longevity and dignity!

Plop!

Another sect leader couldn't resist the pressure and fell directly to the ground.

This sect leader was smarter. He didn't kneel down, but prostrated himself on the ground.

In this case, I can't beat you, but I'm not kneeling down to beg for mercy.

At least if you tell me about it later, you'll look better.

After all, it was the saint who took action, so there is no shame in losing.

In fact, in the minds of many people, even if you kneel down before a saint, there is absolutely no shame in doing so.

Some people will even be happy, after all, they can be related to the saint. This is a good deal with huge profits.

Even if you use your reputation to scare people, it would still be extremely scary, right?

Plop…

People with different thoughts and different choices knelt down one after another.

There were more than ten or twenty sect leaders, their faces dripping with sweat, and they still maintained the posture of saluting, but they refused to kneel.

The pressure coming from the void is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing that when these sect leaders were about to lose their ability to resist, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"Humph, cultivate the Tao and cultivate the mind..."

In the void, the white figure seemed to be talking to itself.

However, it was like a thunder exploded in the ears of everyone present.

"I asked to see if it's okay."

While he was talking, the white figure did not move, and a huge picture appeared in the void.

On the screen, figures appeared one after another.

The scene at this moment was exactly the moment before Xia Yu went to the bottom of Wenxin Lake.

"Find everyone in the picture immediately and bring them to me."

"Yes, Great Sage." Everyone agreed quickly.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was much easier to just find someone.

However, there was only one person who felt even worse.

That was Wei Jinhuan, the city lord of Wenjian City. He knew very well that finding someone was not the purpose, the purpose was to find the person who stole the peerless sword embryo.

Can an ordinary person dare to steal the sword master's peerless sword fetus?

As long as things are related to saints, they are the ones who can get involved.

If you really want to run errands, or do something else, and form a good relationship, it would be nice.

However, that is not the case at all now. A sword master may be completely offended at any time.

However, he did not dare to say more and could only follow suit.

He knew very well that if he could not find the person who stole the sword, it would be absolutely impossible for this matter to pass.

Even if it goes wrong, Wenjian City may become history.

However, he couldn't figure out why you, a sword master, could raise swords in Wenjian Lake.

After all, this is just the Eastern China, not a big place.

According to the records of our ancestors, there is only one sword master who practices swordsmanship. Could it be that the sword master in front of us is probably the ancestor recorded by our ancestors?

The ancestor of his family should be able to speak, right?

It's just that it seems inappropriate to talk now.

After thinking about it, he didn't rush. If he found the person who stole the sword first, he might be able to turn a bad thing into a good thing.

If we know that Wenjian City is backed by a sword master, and that such a sword master is also the ancestor of the city lord's palace, then the power of Wenjian City and its future development will be absolutely immeasurable.

Although according to legend, there are saints in the Eastern China.

However, there are really very few people who have seen it.

More people are hearing it through hearsay.

At least, the sword saint in front of him is the only saint that Wei Jinxuan has seen.

Many of the princes who were ordered to look at Wei Jinzheng, that means that on your site, you have to be strong.

Wei Jinzheng did not dare to neglect. He sent the people in the city's main palace to match the elders of the elders and the princes, and get people around.

Fortunately, most people are asking Jiancheng.

In just one hour, everyone on the picture was caught.

"Back to Dasheng, everyone on the picture, all of them caught back."

The sword saint on the void, lowered his head, glanced at it.

The next moment, he sank.

No!

There are no people who steal the sword tire?

How is this possible?


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