In the dense primitive jungle, two young warriors walked out.
One of them was extremely tall, wearing a red-gold battle armor and carrying a purple-gold battle sword on his waist. He looked extremely unruly.
Just now, the purple sword light that killed the green flame demon dragon was produced by him.
The other man was wearing a black shirt and looked ordinary in appearance, but he seemed to be more dangerous than the other young man.
"Huh? They're from the Tai'a Dynasty and the Ziding Dynasty." Yang Ruolan's dark eyes swept around the two people, and she couldn't help but be shocked.
She could tell who these two people were from their clothes.
"Two distinguished guests, please wait for us." Soon, a large group of warriors walked out of the ancient forest, all wearing uniform silver armor.
The leader looked to be in his forties or fifties, and his cultivation had already reached the first level of Wuhou.
However, he was extremely polite to the two young men.
"He is the guard of the Eighth Prince." Yang Ruolan's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.
"No matter who they are, they dare to attack us for no reason. It's really boring." Xiao Yi on the side suddenly flashed and flew towards the group of warriors.
Yang Ruolan was stunned for a moment, then followed closely behind him.
"Who are you?" After the group of silver-armored warriors discovered Xiao Yi, their expressions suddenly became wary and they asked him.
"Did you kill my mount just now?" Xiao Yi ignored the group of warriors and instead focused on the young man carrying the sword.
"That's right, it's me. You're lucky enough to survive." The young man held his head high and said with disdain.
His name is Meng Lin, and he comes from an ancient family in the Tai'a Dynasty. This time he was invited by the eighth prince Tang Jing to attend a meeting in Guxi City.
When he saw Xiao Yi wearing the clothes of the Daxuan Dynasty, a look of deep contempt suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Hmph! You are so brave. You dare to attack us. If you don't give me an explanation today, you will never leave here." Xiao Yi saw the other party's condescending attitude and couldn't help but get angry and said coldly to him.
This guy killed his mount. Not only did he show no apology at all, but he was also so arrogant and rude. It was really too much of a deception.
Therefore, Xiao Yi would naturally not be polite to him.
"Jiang Xin, did you hear this? This man actually dared to threaten me." Meng Lin was slightly startled at first, and then laughed, with a strong look of teasing at the corners of his mouth.
"Haha! Boy, I advise you not to overestimate your capabilities. Get out of here before Meng Lin gets angry. Otherwise, you won't even know how you will die later." Next to Meng Lin, the man wearing a black shirt
The young man said coldly.
His name is Jiang Xin, he comes from the Ziding Dynasty, and he is also a great master.
In his opinion, Xiao Yi was just a warrior from the Daxuan Dynasty and was not worth mentioning at all.
Even if Meng Lin really did something wrong, there is no need to apologize to him.
"If you don't want to die, just leave. Impulsiveness will only kill you in vain." At this time, even the middle-aged man in silver armor said to Xiao Yi.
Although he had roughly understood what had happened, he still chose to favor Meng Lin.
After all, Meng Lin was an honored guest to him, while Xiao Yi was an insignificant person.
It doesn't matter if such a person dies.
"You guys have gone too far." Beside Xiao Yi, Yang Ruolan's beautiful eyes widened and filled with anger, and she said coquettishly to everyone.
"Beauty, don't be angry. For your sake, I will spare his life today. As for you, just follow me obediently." Meng Lin's eyes were immediately attracted by Yang Ruolan's beautiful face.
In the past, there was even a hint of lust in his eyes.
"You..." Yang Ruolan's face suddenly turned extremely green, and she was gnashing her teeth in hatred.
Behind her, there was even purple light spurting out, condensing into a purple divine lotus, which would attack Meng Lin at any time.
"Supreme first-grade bloodline? I didn't expect that you are quite powerful! You are qualified to be my partner." Meng Lin couldn't help laughing, and continued to say unscrupulously.
In a place like the Human-Dragon Battlefield, there are countless geniuses, and even prodigies with the supreme first-grade bloodline are not uncommon.
Therefore, Meng Lin was not surprised at all.
"Fairy Ruolan, get out of the way. Let me kill this beast! If any of you dare to meddle in other people's business, go with him." At this moment, Xiao Yi flashed and turned towards Meng Lin.
Kill him.
At this moment, his expression was extremely cold, and purple divine light bloomed all over his body, like an ancient demon god coming down to earth.
"Humph! You really overestimate your capabilities." Jiang Xin's mouth was filled with a sneer, as if he had already seen the scene where Xiao Yi was cut in half by Meng Lin.
As for the Eighth Prince's men, they all stepped aside and did not participate.
Because they believe that Meng Lin has the strength to kill this guy who doesn't know the heights and heights of the world.
"An ant dares to be arrogant in front of me. Just die." Faced with Xiao Yi's attack, Meng Lin looked extremely disdainful, with a terrifying murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Whoosh.
The next moment, a terrifying sword light flew out from the purple gold sword in Meng Lin's hand and struck Xiao Yi hard.
This sword light was really terrifying, much more terrifying than when he killed the green flame demon dragon.
Wherever it passed, ancient trees were cut in half, and dark cracks appeared on the ground.
"This is a half-step imperial swordsmanship. The people of the Tai'a Dynasty are too terrifying." Yang Ruolan's pupils suddenly shrank, and she was extremely shocked.
You know, as one of the most powerful young geniuses in the Daxuan Dynasty, she had only mastered a half-step imperial martial arts not long ago.
And the Meng Lin in front of him actually took control.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying the most powerful young geniuses of the Tai'a Dynasty were.
"Oh my God, he is so strong. He is indeed a prodigy of the Tai'a Dynasty."
"That unlucky guy is dead." The eyes of the Eighth Prince's men were also full of shock, and they were completely shocked by the power of this sword.
There was a loud bang.
Just when everyone thought that Xiao Yi would be cut in half by this sword, a deafening sound of metal collision suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.
I saw Xiao Yi's fist blooming with purple light, like a hammer of the gods, hitting the sword light hard.
smack smack smack.
The next moment, huge cracks appeared above the sword light, then shattered in the air and disappeared without a trace.
"What?" Meng Lin suddenly trembled, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
His half-step imperial swordsmanship, which he was proud of, even made the Dragon Prince's heirs fearful.
But now, it was shattered by Xiao Yi's punch.
This was completely beyond his imagination.
"You blind thing, I will let you understand who is the ant." At the moment Meng Lin was shocked, Xiao Yi's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his right leg was like a heavenly sword, pointing towards his
The chest swept away.
There was a loud snapping sound.
Although Meng Lin immediately blocked his chest with the sword in his hand, his body still flew out like a scarecrow, with blood constantly spurting out from his mouth.
ah!
The shrill screams immediately echoed in the forest, making everyone's hair stand on end. (To be continued...)