The Thousand-faced Demonic flashed to Zhang Yi. She finally felt a little safe, and then looked at the man in black robe with alertness.

The man in black robe glanced at him and looked unexpectedly: "It turned out to be you, a stinky brat."

Zhang Yi's expression was a little surprised. The man in black robe in front of him was actually the sword king and sword-like guest.

Did the guy, Dao Wang, actually chase him to the Zhong family?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi glanced at the Thousand-Faced Demon Ji with a strange look, and felt a little depressed. The King of Swords would actually chase him here for a woman.

When the Thousand-faced Ancestor explained to him, he still didn't believe it very much.

At this moment, it’s impossible not to believe it! The Thousand-faced Demonic also noticed Zhang Yi’s strange eyes, and her pretty face couldn’t help but turn slightly red.

Being stared at by an old guy, this feeling is not tormenting.

The sword-yike stared at Zhang Yi unexpectedly. He took two steps forward and sneered: "Zhang Yi, I didn't expect you to be in Nancheng. Well, I will completely deal with you tonight!"

"I said Senior Dao Wang, you are so old, so you can let go of the little woman."

A trace of playfulness appeared in Zhang Yi's eyes.

"I just like her beauty. If I can't get her people, then I will kill you two together."

"I'm a little puzzled. Haven't you already got Zhongyan?"

Zhang Yi was puzzled.

"Haha, that stinky girl has been killed by me."

The knife-dresser laughed.

"What?

You killed Zhongyan?"

Zhang Yi was shocked immediately.

The sword-dressed guest stopped laughing. He stared at Zhang Yi with a cold look and said, "That smelly woman doesn't know how to serve me and wants to kill me, so I will naturally kill her!"

The sword-yike couldn't raise any interest in the kind of disobedient woman, so he killed Zhongyan very quickly and neatly.

Zhang Yi clenched his fists and a huge anger appeared in his eyes.

Zhongyan asked for help from him at the beginning. He thought it would be fine with his aunt's expert protection, but he did not expect that he would be captured by the swordsman in the end.

Moreover, she had been killed by the swordsman.

In this way, Daoyike is also an acquaintance with Xu Jianxin. Otherwise, how could he hand over Zhongyan to Xu Jianxin so that Xu Jianxin can obtain the list of powerful men in the Emperor's Sect?

Although Zhang Yi had little to do with Zhongyan, he still felt anger burning in his heart when he heard the news.

The sword-dressed guest didn't care about the anger in Zhang Yi's eyes at all. Instead, he looked at the cold-faced demon girl, and laughed in a low voice: "Thousand-faced demon girl, I advise you to be honest. As long as you are my servant, I will spare you tonight, otherwise, I will kill you on the spot tonight."

"You dream!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon is simply ashamed and angry.

"Senior Dao Wang, do you need me as a male maid?"

Zhang Yi quickly came to his senses, looked at him with a look of mockery, and smiled humbly.

"Are you insulting me?"

The sword-yike's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Zhang Yi, as long as you hand over the Yin-Yang Jade Pendant, I will definitely give you an euthanasia, otherwise..." "Old thing, don't you think about getting the Yin-Yang Jade Pendant. Even if I hand over the jade pendant to you, it's still a dead end. Am I that stupid?"

Zhang Yi interrupted him.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a while, and I didn't expect your mouth to become very powerful."

The face of the sword-yike instantly became gloomy.

"I respect you as a senior. I will give you a chance and get out of the Zhong family."

Zhang Yi said with a cold face and very domineeringly: "Otherwise, you will have to stay here tonight!"

"Haha, you're so shameless!"

The swordsman laughed loudly and thought Zhang Yi was simply crazy.

It is incredible to think that his dignified sword king, who is famous in the martial arts world, would be threatened by a junior.

Boom! In an instant, the sword-clothed guest suddenly surged into a terrifying aura.

This momentum seemed to be shattering the sky and the earth, so strong that it was terrifying.

From this momentum, we can see that the cultivation level of the sword-dressed guest is simply unfathomable, and it is even much stronger than that of Taoist Cangsong.

This is the sword king who is famous in the martial arts world. This momentum alone deserves its reputation! A gloomy flashed in the sword-dressing guest's eyes and walked towards Zhang Yi and the others: "I have to admit that you have the courage of the war god Zhang Sui back then. Unfortunately, you are too stupid and angered me. That's only a dead end!"

When the Thousand-faced Demonic saw the sword-dressed guest coming towards them, she was so scared that she tensed up all over.

Zhang Yi pulled the Thousand-faced Demonic behind him and sneered: "Senior Dao Wang, I think you are too confident. Confidence requires strong abilities. If you are not capable and too confident, it will be easy to capsize the gutter!"

"I'm so arrogant, I'll send you to the West today!"

The sword-dressed guest was furious and his figure flashed suddenly, forming afterimages.

Not only was his speed fast, but the momentum he carried on him made Zhang Yi breathe stagnate, as if he was locked by this sharp aura all over his body.

So strong! It's so strong.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Girl felt this sharp aura and was so scared that her face was pale and there was no blood.

Boom! The next second, the swordsman made a claw with his right hand, and his fierce claw skills grabbed his chest. With a tearing sound, the clothes on his chest were torn to pieces.

Zhang Yi's expression changed. While stepping on the Piaomiao Xianjie, he held the Thousand-faced Demonic beside him with his right hand and retreated for a distance.

He looked down and found that the clothes on his chest were scratched, but the skin below was fine at all.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing this, Daoyike couldn't believe his eyes.

His claw skills were extremely fierce and extremely fierce. He could not hurt Zhang Yi at all?

The Thousand-Faced Demon Ji was also a little surprised. Is Zhang Yi's bronze skin and iron bones good?

Zhang Yi was a little puzzled at first, but soon, he completely understood.

The position where the sword-dressed guest was caught was exactly where the stinging golden dragon was entrenched. Therefore, this was probably the stinging golden dragon blocking the attack for him.

"Haha... I said Senior Knife King, are you chicken feet skill?"

Zhang Yi looked at him with contempt.

The sword-yike's eyes turned around, then frowned and said, "I have to say, your body-protecting magic skill is very good!"

Uh! Zhang Yi was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, this old guy was attributed to the magical skill of protecting the body.

There is no such powerful body-protecting magic skill in this world. With his insight, perhaps only Shaolin's Vajra Indestructible magic skill has the ability of such copper and iron bones.

The swordsman looked at Zhang Yi in a cold look, and he sneered: "It seems that I really underestimate you."

The Thousand-Faced Demonic came back to her senses from the shock, and she turned her head to look at Zhang Yi and said, "Zhang Yi, are you sure to defeat him?

If not, let's run!"

run?

What a joke, how could he run away?

If he had faced the swordsman before, he might have escaped.
Chapter completed!