Chapter 928

To cultivate the thirteen swords of high wind, you need to forge your body with epee. The most important thing is to exercise the strength of your arms and wrists.

All along, Su Yi has directly carried the broken sword on his back and exercised his arm and wrist strength when he has time.

Now the incomplete broken sword is in Su Yi's hands, and it has been comparable to ten thousand jin. What a terrible weight it is, extremely terrible.

"Whew, whew..."

The sword formula in his hand changes, Su Yi cultivates the thirteen swords of high wind, and the vitality of the wind attribute fluctuates, slow and astringent.

Not far away, xuanyang golden demon Falcon entrenched, the golden light fluctuated, and his sharp eyes swept around, and soon fell on Su Yi, with a startling color in his eyes.

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Jindaozong's influence in the whole chaos domain may not be too large.

But over the years, within hundreds of miles around here, the golden knife sect is a force that cannot be underestimated.

These annuity daozong absorbed many small forces nearby and became the largest force within hundreds of miles.

Yang baikun, the leader of the golden knife sect, has the strength of five cultivation in the Yuan Dynasty. In addition to Yang baikun, there are three strong people in the Yuan Dynasty in the golden knife sect.

The most important thing is that the strongest leader of the golden knife sect is not Yang baikun, but Yang Yi, the father of the golden knife sect leader Yang baikun. It is rumored that he has been closed and powerful.

It is precisely because of Yang Yi's existence that jindaozong has been able to rise over the years, annexing many forces around it and becoming the largest mountain gate within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Majestic buildings are connected, and pavilions alternate with each other. The surrounding mountains are rugged, but the surrounding area is full of energy.

In the vast square, there is a huge gold knife made of pure gold standing up, pointing directly at the void, about several feet high, filled with golden light and a kind of fierce gas.

"Check it for me, and be sure to find out who killed my son. I will definitely let him survive, not die, not be broken!"

The voice of anger and cold, the harsh spread from the arrogant hall, mixed with vitality, shook the void, which was the extreme anger.

When his son was killed, his bones didn't exist. Finally, he just found the scene and judged that his son had indeed been killed. How could Yang baikun not be angry.

Yang Chuan is his only son, who has been spoiled and spoiled. He is a single seedling of the seven generations of the Yang family. That is the heir of the Yang family, but he was killed by someone. Yang baikun's mood at the moment is feasible and well-known, with inexplicable grief and overwhelming anger.

For Yang baikun, there is an unspeakable secret about the death of only Miao Yang Chuan.

He practiced some overbearing skills. When he was young, he practiced too much, which led to some small accidents. He was almost possessed and couldn't extricate himself. Finally, although it was ok, the thing that led to the succession of generations had serious damage physically, and he could no longer be humane. Fortunately, Yang Chuan was born at that time, so this is the reason why he doted on Yang Chuan.

The only single seedling was killed, and the Yang family's seven generation single biography. At this moment, Yang baikun's mood can be imagined. It is impossible to have another one.

Yang baikun was originally in his fifties. At the moment, he seemed to be ten years old overnight. His hair was white, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were full of blood under his anger, which made him look more yin and fierce.

"Suzerain, this is the territory of our golden knife sect near here. It's not a problem at all. There's also Huang Jian. Under the level of the Yuan emperor, there should be little chance for Huang Jian to do anything. This time, the little suzerain is going hunting. Is it the yin-yang hell Jiao that did it?"

At the bottom of the hall, there was an old man who spoke in his sixties. His breath seemed calm, but his eyes were bright, his body was not high or small, his tight clothes and long clothes fitted, his black hair was combed in a neat bun, and he was free of an aura that people should not underestimate.

"That yin-yang hell Jiao has always been afraid of our jindaozong, and we don't want to get angry with the demon emperor in that area, so we don't offend the river with the well water of that yin-yang hell Jiao, so that the yin-yang hell Jiao won't take risks to offend our jindaozong. I have personally investigated the scene. Although there are traces of brute monsters, it's not strong, but there is indeed the smell of cultivators in the Yuan emperor's realm!"

Hearing the speech, Yang baikun thought that his anger had not affected his judgment, otherwise over the years, the golden knife sect would not have been growing in his hands, and its strength would be stronger and stronger, and its influence would be larger and larger.

But Yang baikun immediately seemed to think of something. His eyebrows were slightly clustered, and he said, "but I'm not sure it wasn't the yin-yang hell Jiao."

"Elder martial brother, if there is a strong spirit in the Yuan emperor realm, and if there is a move in the Yuan emperor realm, it's a little strange. Is it those mountain gates that did it?"

A middle-aged man opened his mouth, and his eyes fluctuated with golden light, showing a sharp color.

Strictly speaking, this is a middle-aged fat man, fat to use fat ears is also somewhat indescribable.

The middle-aged seats at this moment are specially customized, with seats that are more than three times the size of ordinary people. At this moment, he is a little crowded when sitting alone, and there are circles of fat next to his stomach, which seems to collapse the chair at any time.

"No matter who did it, we must find out!"

Yang baikun sneered, his eyes moved coldly, and said in a Yin voice, "when I find out who did it, I will never let it go, and I will let him survive and die!"

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"Ouch..."

The animal tide surged, roared and thundered, and was vast in all directions.

"It's the demon emperor who came in person. It's over!"

"Help, who can help us!"

Among the Feng family, chaos and fear, everyone trembled, trembled and palpitating, and the demon emperor came in person, with a vast army of wild monsters and beasts.

The elder of the Feng family and others were deathly gray and extremely pale. The demon emperor came in person with a group of strong demons in the virtual world. At the moment, I'm afraid any one can wash the Feng family with blood.

"Unexpectedly, I dare to let several humans deal with the emperor, thinking that those humans are really the enemy of the emperor, just looking for death!"

The yin-yang emperor incarnated a man, his eyes were dark and fierce, his eyes alternating black and white, and he looked a little evil. The terrible breath on his body made all the hairs of the Feng family stand up, and his soul trembled.

"Demon emperor, it's really none of our business. We are also victims. Those people seriously injured US, and we are also victims."

An elder explained that his back was cold. It was not difficult to know from the words of the yin-yang emperor that the terrible strong, even the strong in the Yuan Dynasty, seemed to have been killed by the yin-yang emperor at the moment.

"You dare to sophisticate. Well, the emperor will play a game with you. After the fourth brother's time, the emperor will not leave any of them, so you still have four hours to escape, depending on how far you can run in four hours." Yin and Yang Ming emperor faint cold way.