"The son of a mere elder dares to be so presumptuous, do you know... who am I?" Qi Yuan looked at the ancestor Xiang Yun, looking domineering, like a second-generation ancestor.

This momentum also shocked Patriarch Xiangyun.

Could it be that... he is the illegitimate son of some elder?

But even so, he was not afraid.

"I would like to know who your backer is!" Ancestor Xiang Yun sneered.

Ye He next to him was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that things would develop into such a situation.

The rogue Immortal Lord was also confused.

The onlookers not far away looked at this scene with interesting expressions.

"Interesting, is this an internal fight in Feng Palace?"

"It's a pity that young man. Even though he is the illegitimate son of the elder, if he openly eats with Feng Xie, he is destined to have a bad end in the Phoenix Palace."

No one thinks highly of Qi Yuan.

Feng Gong's suppression of Wen Feng Shan is politically correct.

As a result, an elder's illegitimate son gathered with Feng Xie from Wenfeng Mountain. What does this mean?

If you sweep him away gently, if you do it harder, the elder will even kill him.

Qi Yuan had a smile in his eyes: "I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it!"

This feeling of having a backer is good.

If you encounter someone looking for trouble, just play a game of "Father Zhang Erhe", it will definitely work.

It's a pity that Qi Yuan now has no father.

Ancestor Xiang Yun sneered and said nothing.

The second shopkeeper also looked like he was watching a show.

"Since you still haven't admitted your mistake, I have no choice but to call someone." Qi Yuan looked helpless.

Ancestor Xiangyun looked at Qi Yuan as if he were laughing.

The rest of the people on the field also looked excited.

"Fight, fight!"

“I didn’t expect to have a meal and have fun watching it!”

"What a pity. In this duel, Ancestor Xiangyun is already invincible!"

Those who come to gather here are either rich or noble.

They are quite clear about the conflict between Feng Palace and Wenfeng Mountain.

Even if Qi Yuan's backer is also a Yin god, he is still not as good as the ancestor Xiang Yun.

Calling people over is just asking for humiliation.

At this time, Qi Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Yan: "Feng Palace is in Qinghong City?"

Emperor Yan of the Sun nodded.

Both Feng Palace and Qiudao Palace are in Qinghong City.

Qinghong City is also the number one city in Fengtian Region.

When the other monks saw this scene, they all chuckled.

You don't even know that Feng Palace is in Qinghong City, are you still from Feng Palace?

At this time, suddenly, a powerful aura filled Qi Yuan's body.

The powerful smell of blood filled the air at this moment.

His robe also turned extremely blood red at this moment.

A sound that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky also exploded in the ears of every monk at this moment.

"Master Jasmine, don't you have a crush on me?

Now, I, the bloody-robed Sword God, have arrived at Wangxian Tower, why don’t you come out and see me?”

Qi Yuan's voice was like thunder, with strong murderous intent.

At this moment, it suddenly swept through the entire Qinghong City.

In Qinghong City, all the monks and ordinary people in every corner heard this message.

"What... the Blood-clothed Sword God?"

"The Blood-clothed Sword God is here!"

"The God of Death is here!"

The sound was loud, penetrating through both the Qiudao Palace and the Feng Palace.

In the Palace of Seeking Dao, a stalwart man frowned, his eyes were deep, and he finally closed his eyes.

In Feng Palace, several elders were a little startled when they heard this voice.

Because the shouting in front of them was beyond their expectations.

It stands to reason that even if the Blood-clothed Sword God comes... shouldn't he keep a low profile and come to see Lord Jasmine?

Where can this be?

At this time, the woman in colorful clothes in the depths of Feng Palace was lying lazily on the bed, her jade body spread out across the bed, wearing a matte colored glaze dress. She looked quite charming, with a teasing smile in her eyes: "Interesting.

"

At this time, all the monks in Wangxian Tower were shocked.

Especially Ancestor Xiangyun, who was shocked: "You are the Blood-clothed Sword God!"

How can it be!

How could the man in front of me be the bloody-robed Sword God, the overlord of the Eastern Territory!

The reputation of the Blood-clothed Sword God is also very high in Fengtian Territory.

The most important thing is that Lord Jasmine mentioned when she rejected Lord Wujun that she admired the Blood-clothed Sword God.

Only then did the people from Fengtian Territory investigate who the bloody-robed sword god was.

After investigation, I discovered that the Blood-clothed Sword God was a murderer.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary killing god!

An ordinary Yin Shen strongman can be called a killing god. At most, he kills strong men of the same level, and at worst, he kills strong men from Zifu.

The Blood-clothed Sword God is different. He kills Yinshen, Zifu also kills...even Yuan Dan and Ji Zhu are not spared.

The reason why the bloody sword god kills people is also very simple.

On the forum of the Shenhua Club, whenever someone slandered him, he would go directly to them, lead a suona band, and kill them directly.

Even foundation building is not spared.

Because of this, Blood-Clothed Sword God is very popular in Fengtian Territory and has many fans.

At this time, the faces of the monks watching in Wangxian Tower changed slightly.

"He is the bloody sword god!"

"He is actually the Blood-clothed Sword God?"

"It seemed like I just... probably didn't say anything bad about him, right?"

"Sure enough, with such a talented person, no wonder Lord Jasmine would fall in love with him!"

At this time, Patriarch Xiangyun's legs couldn't help but tremble.

The second shopkeeper's forehead was even covered with sweat.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Anyone who knows the Blood-clothed Sword God doesn't know that this man is a monstrous giant who kills people like crazy.

I don’t know how many Yinshen have killed.

It is said that the Zi Mansion killed hundreds of people, and one person directly set the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World back ten thousand years.

In front of him, Qi Yuan was dressed in a blood robe, exuding a strong bloody aura, and his murderous aura was condensed into essence.

Besides the Blood-clothed Sword God, who has such momentum?

Ancestor Xiang Yun thought that the other party had a big background, but he never thought that it would be so big.

At this time, he was riding a tiger, unable to dismount, with a look of pain on his face.

"Misunderstanding...it's all misunderstanding."

He really couldn't understand that the majestic blood-clothed sword god, a strong Yin god who was comparable to the Great Master, could actually become brothers with a monk like Feng Xie.
Chapter completed!