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That night, Zhizi never appeared again after leaving the Longhu Prison. Even though Jian Fuchen sent his subordinates to the prisoner dragon venue to search all over the city for a whole night, there was still no news.

This made the young master of Zhujian City, who was deeply betrayed, angry.

So early the next morning, when Jiang Manlou brought two talismans to hand over a prayer letter to the city lord's mansion, the irritable sword Fuchen replied coldly, disappearing!

"not see?"

Outside the city lord's mansion, Jiang Manlou took out his ears.

Don't have auditory hallucinations?

He was the lord of the Bingshan Cangbang Valley, and Jiang Manlou, the helm of the Jiang family, the first family in the world, put down his identity and came to visit him. He was rejected?

Jiang Manlou, who held back his anger, handed a gold ingot with a smile: "I'll report it again, and I'll say that Jiang Manlou, the Lord of Tibingshan, has something to ask for attention. It's related to the life and death of Zhujian City. I hope the Lord of the City will think about it again and again."

The Jiannu, who was in charge of the report in front of the city lord's mansion, replied to the Jin-rejection. Seeing that Jiang Manlou looked sincere, he was afraid that he would really delay the big thing, so he said, "Then, please wait for a moment."

After about a hundred breaths, the sword slave carrying a long sword turned back and looked at Jiang Manlou and shook his head: "Shim Master, please forgive me, my young master is angry, it's better to come again tomorrow..."

He was dried in front of the door early in the morning, and Jiang Manlou could not resist his anger: "What a fool! I'll just break through, let's see how your young master does to me?"

After saying that, Jiang Manlou strides across the city lord's mansion.

The guard sword slave would not watch the stranger break into the mansion, and even the Lord of the Mount Tiebing decided not to allow it. So five or six sword slaves who bear swords pulled out their long swords and stopped them in front of them.

Jiang Manlou didn’t need to do it himself. He brought two tale generals and golden armor on this trip just to prevent accidents.

The method of casting the talisman was obtained after he took over the family and searched from Jiang Mangong's residence, and made overall modifications based on the talisman Red Armored Man. Although it is a mechanism and numeral, it has spirituality and ability.

Move with your heart.

In the past, Jiang Mangong had more than ten talismans and red armored men could fight Shushan Mo Yan, one of the ten days of saints. Now, the strength of the improved golden armor has doubled. Jiang Manlou estimated that a talisman was the golden armor.

The combat power can match three powerful people with the upper level of spiritual orifice cultivation. The city lord's mansion guards the sword slaves are only in the realm of the wonderful way, and all enemies who do not have the metal armor will fall to the ground with one move.

The noise caused by Jiang Manlou's mansion caused more and more sword-bearing guards in the mansion rushed from various courtyards. For a time, the city lord's mansion had a constant sound of swords and screams, which was extremely lively.

Soon, the voice reached the white-clothed sword in the hall and the young master of the sword-making city, who was furious, could not help but appear.

"See the young master."

The white-clothed sword floated and sank with his hands on the stone steps outside the hall. When the sword slaves in the courtyard saw the young master appear, they all worshiped.

Jian Fuchen waved his sleeves, and the sword slaves retreated.

He looked at the thirty-year-old Master of Tibing, who had heard of his reputation for a long time, and smiled and clasped his fists: "The person who came is a guest, and he was plagued by the ups and downs and downs and downs and downs and downs, so I hope the Lord of the Mountain will forgive me."

Jiang Manlou looked at the other person.

Jian Fuchen is just as arrogant as a playboy. In this isolated sword-making city, it is not an exaggeration to be the first young master in any way she has a cultivation level.

To put it bluntly, the degree of arrogance is completely imitating myself ten years ago!

Thinking about it, as a veteran figure among the ranks of elegant young masters, Jiang Manlou has already fully interpreted the word "playboy" and is a model of the young masters in later generations. It is understandable that he is occasionally imitated.

This nature is exactly the same as young practitioners in the world who compete to practice swords and swords to practice Luo Changfeng as the ultimate goal of future achievements.

Thinking of this, Jiang Manlou, who was in a very comfortable mood, no longer cared about being turned away from the door. He exchanged a few words of experience with Jian Fuchen and entered the hall.

...

"The mountain master said that Guigu Forest fell into the hands of a different race?"

"Is it the Guigulin who killed the Yi Shenzong and the Wanbeast Sect one after another?"

"The demon clan that has not been born in Jueyun Ridge has also reached an agreement with the alien clans. Their next goal is Sword Forging City?"

The sword floated and laughed.

Jiang Manlou frowned slightly: "Young Master doesn't believe it?"

Jian Fuchen said with a hilarious voice: "The mountain master misunderstood my opinion. Fuchen believes that the mountain master is coming from all the way, not just to make a joke with Jianzhu City. It's just..."

Jiang Manlou said: "Just how?"

Jian Fuchen took a sip of tea: "Do you know the origin of the Lord of the Sword Castle City?"

"Ling Zun?"

"It's my father."

"I hope to hear the details."

The sword floated and couldn't hide its proud look: "In the past, there were three disciples under the Jiange Patriarch, one was the old man Zhaixing who had been in charge of the 72 strange peaks of Kunlun, the other was the star-gazer who had caused the Kunlun calamity and the other was the star-gazer.

The position is in this sword-making city.”

Jiang Manlou was slightly surprised: "My Lord Lingzun..."

Jian Fuchen said, "My father's sword?, is the only successor left by the ancestor of Jiange now in the world."

The sword-making city was isolated from the world for many years, and there were few rumors in the world about the deeds of the third disciple under the Jiange Ancestor, so when Jiang Manlou heard about this, he was quite shocked.

Jiang Manlou said: "In this way, Sword? The senior's cultivation must have reached the Sword Saint?"

Since the Kunlun Calamity Ten years ago, the fateful old man Zhaixing and the old man Gazing died one after another, and there was no sword saint in the world. Later, Wuxiang Dao Sect, Tiandong Holy Lord, and Emperor Yutian fell one after another, and the Demon Emperor

The serious injury is no longer at its peak, and the whereabouts of the old man Tianji and Bai Zhiqiu are even unknown.

There are no saints in the world for ten years, and the alien race is ready to move again and is about to make a comeback. Otherwise, the saints in the ten days will not go into seclusion and ignore the world, begging to be able to enter the ranks of saints on the eve of the chaotic disaster, so as to lead the heroes of the world to resist.

The strength and capital of alien races.

But now it seems that if the master of the sword casting city is the master of the sword, the senior sword master, how could he be his turn to Jiang Manlou to care about this leisurely!

Jian Fuchen smiled at Jiang Manlou's questioning gaze: "My father is not a saint."

Jiang Manlou, who was drinking tea, squirted a mouthful of tea and couldn't help laughing.

The descendant of the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, who has lived for thousands of years, has only been in the realm of the Transformation of Tribulation, actually shows off in front of him! Is the Sword Cultivator very rare? There is a sword Tao among the ten comrades of the comrades of the mountain master.

Tongzun, has the Lord of the Mountain show off?

Of course, these psychological activities cannot be revealed in front of others. Jiang Manlou tried his best to restrain himself from laughing at the young master of Jian Fukong. He hurriedly wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth: "I think the young master should not take it lightly. After all, the alien race is in the dark, we are in the bright spots.

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The sword floated and squinted his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Manlou's restrained and ridiculous look, he patted his armchair and stood up, turned around and said coldly: "Thank you for your reminder! Come and see off the guests..."

Jiang Manlou was asked to leave the city lord's mansion.

After realizing it, I realized that I had lost my composure. Looking at the arrogant expression of sword floating and rising, I would definitely not believe what I told each other.

He was helpless and had to find an inn and settle down for the time being, waiting for the arrival of the person who made an appointment.

It was not until the evening that Mrs. Yang, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, appeared at one end of the Lock of the World with two familiar backs.