Chapter 1453 Dingjiazhuang

Sword Domain, Sword Leaf Forest.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

Figures suddenly jumped from the side of the deep forest.

Within a moment, everyone stood beside the middle-aged man.

"Second uncle, what's wrong?" Everyone looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Oh." The middle-aged man smiled, "I happened to pass by here while hunting, and I encountered some trouble with this little brother."

The middle-aged man gave a rough explanation and looked at Xiao Yi.

Dozens of people around him all looked at Xiao Yi.

There was a curious look in his eyes for some unknown reason.

Xiao Yi was still sitting cross-legged. He just planned to rest here for a while to recover his energy.

After taking a look at the dozens of people, they were all dressed in coarse linen and linen, and they obviously didn't mean any harm.

But this does not mean that Xiao Yi is willing to be looked at like a 'monkey', and he does not like the excitement.

"Um." Xiao Yi stood up, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Senior, I'm all right. I'll take my leave."

Xiao Yi turned around and left.

The young man on the side who came first said displeasedly, "Hey, who are you? I saved your life and didn't even say thank you?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter." The middle-aged man smiled and pulled Xiao Yi over.

"Little brother, don't leave in a hurry."

"You were meditating just now to recover, right? I saw that your breath was weak, but you were injured?"

"Let me tell you, this Sword Leaf Forest is no ordinary place."

"In the true depths, there are emperor-level monsters. When ordinary martial arts emperors see them, they have to take a detour."

"Emperor realm monster?" Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

His current aura is indeed very weak.

Borrowing the power of starlight and traveling non-stop for a month, his energy couldn't bear it at all.

However, it just looks weak.

His strength has not been lost much.

I'm afraid the imperial realm monster still won't be able to withstand his sword blow.

As for the martial arts emperor, he didn't even know how many he had killed.

"Emperor realm monster?" The young man on the side sneered, "Boy, you have such a disdainful tone, but you think that you are the emperor of martial arts, and you don't take such monsters into your eyes at all?"

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at Xiao Yi, and said, "Little brother, I think your cultivation is quite good, but your walking experience makes you look like a rookie."

"Do you know that if you continue to stay in the Sword Leaf Forest in this state, you may be buried in the belly of a monster before tomorrow?"

"If you don't mind, you can follow me back to Dingjiazhuang to rest for a day. It won't be too late to leave again tomorrow."

"Of course, if you dislike it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"This..." Xiao Yi hesitated and nodded, "Then there will be more seniors."

"Haha." The middle-aged man smiled boldly, "What do you call me, senior? My surname is Ding. Just call me Uncle Ding."

Xiao Yi nodded.

"Let's go, it's getting late, we won't hunt anymore, let's go back to Dingjiazhuang." The middle-aged man, Uncle Ding, said.

A group of people left together.

Xiao Yi followed Uncle Ding and jumped all the way, feeling extremely relaxed.

During this period, he looked at these dozen people.

These dozen or so people are probably around the fifth or sixth level of the Saint King Realm.

This Uncle Ding is considered the strongest among them, reaching the eighth level of the Saint King Realm.

The reason why Xiao Yi planned to leave with Uncle Ding was because there were still five days left for the grand event of the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles, and he was in no hurry.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what the sword power was like.

He had probably heard of sword power, but didn't know much about it.

This is the unique ‘sword power’ of sword cultivators in the Sword Domain, and it is extremely strange.

As a sword cultivator, Xiao Yi is naturally very interested in this.

Xiao Yi thought.

Just at this moment, a girl about 16 or 7 years old jumped up to him and looked at him with interest.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi asked with a chuckle.

The girl looked at Xiao Yi and hesitated to speak.

"If you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Xiao Yi looked at the girl's quirky appearance and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are big brother's clothes so beautiful?" the girl asked in confusion.

"Good-looking?" Xiao Yi was stunned.

What he wears is just an ordinary young man's uniform.

Not ordinary, but not gorgeous either.

But compared to the coarse linen clothes worn by Uncle Ding, the girl, and others, his clothes are really good-looking.

"Why are you dressed so...simplely?" Xiao Yi thought for a moment and asked.

This group of warriors are all above the Saint King realm, and they are also warriors with strong cultivation base.

On the contrary, outside, it is enough to form a big family.

If placed in an ordinary area, it would not be difficult to become a dominant force.

With such power, Xiao Yi couldn't believe that they couldn't even afford some gorgeous clothes.

"Simple?" The girl was also stunned when she heard this.

"What is simplicity? Everyone in Dingjiazhuang and the big city wears this kind of clothes."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"Qiuyue." At this moment, the young man from before jumped to his side and said displeasedly, "Sister Qiuyue, what do you want to say to this kid?"

"Have you forgotten the teachings of your elders?"

"Those foreign warriors all have impure hearts, ulterior motives, and are unclean."

"If you get too close to them, our sword heart will be covered in dust."

"Is your mood impure?" The girl pouted and looked at Xiao Yi.

The next second, he said with a smile, "No, I think the eldest brother is very good-looking with his delicate features. There is nothing unclean about him."

"Sister Qiuyue, that's not what I meant." The young man didn't know how to explain, so he just glared at Xiao Yi with an unkind expression.

Xiao Yi ignored it.

Not long after, the group of people came out of the Monster Forest, and only half an hour later, they arrived in front of a big city.

"Dingjian City." Xiao Yi glanced at the plaque on the city wall, and then frowned.

This city wall is not very tall and majestic.

No, this may no longer be described as a city wall, it is just a simple wooden fence, but relatively tall.

This 'city wall' cannot have even half of a defensive effect; perhaps, it just plays the role of a 'city wall'.

Enter the city.

The shabby surroundings surprised Xiao Yi again.

This is not so much a big city as it is a small village with ordinary people; of course, the area here is huge, no less than a big city.

Not long after, Xiao Yi followed everyone to the ‘Dingjiazhuang’.

Xiao Yi glanced at it and his face twitched.

This is indeed a small village.

Speaking of which, they are not as beautiful as his Xiao family.

"Brother Xiao Yi." Uncle Ding said with a smile, "My Ding Family Manor is a bit crude, but I guarantee that it will allow you to rest safely and recuperate."

"Uncle Ding was joking." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

Enter Dingjiazhuang.

Uncle Ding smiled and said, "There are nearly a thousand members of my Ding family living in Dingjiazhuang."

Xiao Yi nodded and looked at the clan members around him as he walked.

The tribesmen around him were also dressed in simple clothes and had light smiles on their faces.

If you don't know, you will definitely think that you are entering a rural village.

But what surprised Xiao Yi was the gazes of these tribesmen.

That gaze was extremely sharp, and it was the aura that only a true sword cultivator could unleash.

In other words, there are nearly a thousand people in this Ding family village, and all of them are peerless sword cultivators.
Chapter completed!