Chapter 744: After 10 years of sharpening a sword, I will show you today

These people, as if they were amnesty, rushed to escape.
In an instant, the cultivator who had just returned to the sky disappeared without a trace.
Except for a pool of blood on the ground to confirm that they had been there, no other traces were left.
Xue An fell back to the ground.
Just at this time.
Su Xiaomu's wine is also warm.
"My lord! Please use wine!" Su Xiaomu was shaking with excitement while holding the glass.
A girl her age is the time to worship heroes.
And what Xue An did just now perfectly fits all the characteristics of a hero.
How can this not make Su Xiaomu excited?
And it's not just her.
At this moment, everyone in Sihua City looked at Xue An with reverence.
Xue An smiled, took the wine glass, and took a sip.
"Good wine!"
"My lord..." Fu Xinyan hesitated to speak, a look of worry on her face.
Xue An waved his hand, "Needless to say, I will stay here tonight tonight, and when the day breaks, I will go to level the iron alliance and the wind house!"
His words revealed unparalleled strong self-confidence.
Although Fu Xinyan was still faintly worried, she nodded and said, "Yes!"
quickly.
Everyone retreated.
Xue An is left in the courtyard.
He sat in a chair and drank slowly.
"Iron Bone Alliance... Ha ha!"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Xue An's mouth.
From Lu Yiyue's memory, Xue An can infer that whether it is the Iron Bone Alliance or the Feng Family, there must be someone behind the Lord instructing them to target Sihua City.
That's why Xue An gave birth to such a strong killing intent.
Everything, wait for dawn!
And Su Xiaomu, who returned to the house, hadn't calmed down from the excitement just now.
"Sister Fu, my lord was just too good! I asked me to warm the wine, but I went to kill the enemy, and waited for the opponent to die, and the wine was warmed up! This is so handsome! And he has to flatten the iron. Meng! It's..."
Su Xiaomu no longer knows what language to use to describe the admiration in her heart.
Fu Xinyan was much calmer, and only sighed when she heard that.
"My lord, this is the way to be buried in red for the master!"
Xue An brought the wine to the wind and stayed alone in the courtyard.
When the long night passed, a faint light appeared in the sky.
Xue An drank the last glass of wine, then slowly stood up, looked back at Lu Yiyue's spiritual position, and said lightly: "Chinese, never be bullied! Bullies will definitely pay the price of blood!"
After all, Xue An raised his foot and stepped into the air, facing the morning sun, and strode away.
The people in Sihua City all raised their heads and looked up at Xue An's back which was covered with a layer of gold rim by the sun.
At the same time, Xue An's chanting sounded through the world.
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried!"
"Today, Shijun, who has any injustice!"
Listening to these poems full of free and easy meanings, Fu Xinyan, Su Xiaomu and others were a little silly.
Just when Xue An rushed to the Iron Bone League.
In the Iron Bone League, Feng Yu, the ancestor of the Feng Family, was chatting with Ji Ying, the leader of the Iron Bone League.
"Li Hui's recent cultivation base has progressed very rapidly, and it seems that he is really promising in the future!" Feng Yu said with some appreciation.
Ji Ying laughed, making no secret of his pride.
"Li Hui is indeed quite talented, otherwise he would not be accepted as a true disciple by the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Palace!"
"Ling'er in my family never forgets Li Hui, but I don't know if Li Hui is willing or not!" Feng Yu said half-jokingly.
"Let's not interfere with this kind of thing! Let them get along slowly!" Ji Ying said lightly.
Speaking of this, Feng Yu suddenly sighed, a murderous intent appeared on my face.
"If my Lingwu is still alive..."
Ji Ying's complexion became difficult to look.
"I don't know what happened to Sihua City at this moment!" Feng Yu said anxiously.
Originally, he meant to kill it directly.
But Ji Ying stopped, and then asked Ji Lihui, who had just returned from the Central Region, to go to Sihua City.
Not only that, but also invited many City Masters to go together.
Feng Yu I understood at the time.
This is Ji Ying creating momentum for his eldest son.
After all, although Ji Lihui was great, he had never been in this Eastern Region.
Returning from the mountain this time, if you want to convince the crowd, you have to have some record.
I have to say that Ji Ying has high hopes for her eldest son.
Feng Yu, when I saw this, I stopped insisting, but let my little granddaughter Feng Ling'er go together.
Ji Ying knows this too well.
The two of them waited all night in the general altar of the Iron Bone Alliance.
"Strange, at the speed of Li Hui, I definitely shouldn't go for such a long time!" Ji Ying was also a little uncomfortable at this time.
But he never thought of anything going wrong from start to finish.
After all, his son is a strong golden immortal.
At the same time, Feng Linger and many guards of the Feng family followed.
With such a lineup, it's okay to step directly on Sihua City, how could there be any accidents.
at this time.
Feng Yu and Ji Ying looked out the window together.
"came back!"
With the voice, I saw hundreds of streamers flying back to the general altar of this iron alliance.
After landing, these normally majestic leaders and city masters were all a little embarrassed at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Ji Ying's expression sank.
The cultivators who came back stared at each other, and none of them dared to say anything.
"Why didn't Li Hui come back?" Ji Ying asked.
At this time, a leading cultivator stepped forward and said bitterly: "Leader, Feng ancestor, Ji Shao and Ms. Feng..."
"What happened to them?"
"All of them are dead!"
"what?"
Ji Ying and Feng Yu I raised the volume together.
"What the is going on? If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful of your dog's life!" Ji Ying said murderously, even ignoring the disguise.
The replying cultivator trembled all over, and hurriedly said: "Leader calms down, how dare I speak nonsense, everyone has seen it!"
Ji Ying glanced at the pale-faced cultivators~EbookFREE.me~, with a heart sinking gradually, and then took a deep breath.
"Who did it? How did it die? Tell me all about it!"
"Master Hui, the one who made the shot was the man who killed the third young master Feng and the second young master Ji and refined the medicine in Xianyou City!"
"As for how to die..."
"Say it!" Feng Yu my face was gloomy and terrible, and I slammed the table and shouted.
"Yes! Shao Ji was killed with a punch by this person, and Miss Feng and the guards were directly swallowed by countless sword lights!"
Speaking of this, the cultivator recalled the terrifying scene again, his face was full of horror.
"How is it possible!" Both of them stood up now, all exuding a powerful aura.
Especially Ji Ying, he didn't believe that his son, who was already a strong Golden Immortal, would be killed by a punch.