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Jian Xiong's eyes had already turned cold and unfriendly.

Sword Crafting City was her sword family's Sword Crafting City. What kind of foster son did Sword Lord take in? Causing these people to come here would cause the Sword Crafting City to be shrouded in a foul atmosphere.

This was especially true for Carefree, whose current appearance was extremely repulsive.

In someone else's territory, it was beyond the boundaries of a human to clamor not to let their master go.

"Zang Feng, that guy is really strange. His martial arts are outrageously high. Let's all attack together. Don't be careless." Xiao Yao Lang held onto a steel whip with a righteous expression.

He rolled his eyes like a god and felt sad for the fool that came out of his master's door.

The Wine Immortal was killed by Ren Qianxing after a single sword strike, and it was as if a god had given Xiao Yao this move, telling him to learn the Thousand Li Whip Lightning from his junior brother Huangfu Changqian.

Huangfu Yuchang hated that he couldn't escape the plans of a god. Indeed, he had taken in Xiao Yao Lang, the second fool, and the ingrate as his disciple, and taught him the Thousand Mile Thunderwhip.

In the past, when such a God had betrayed his sect, Huangfu Haoyue had always had the goal of killing such a traitor.

Huangfu Yuchang hated that his kung fu was slightly higher, but unfortunately, he couldn't take it like a god. After being asked by God to go to Huangfu Haoran's place, he actually admired this fool and gave him the Thousand Li Whip Thunder.

Unexpectedly, not only was Carefree a fool, but he was also an ingrate. He turned around and told her about the Thousand Mile Thunderwhip Gate.

The pitiful Huangfu Haoyue was miserable. After chasing and killing his Senior Brother for half a lifetime, he was killed in the end, and his Master's secret manual was even taken away from him — Illusory Limitless.

Right now, Ru Shen looked at Xiao Yao Lang with a strange gaze. He really didn't know how there could be such a simple fool in this world.

What did he mean by 'that guy is very strange' and 'his kung fu is very high'?

He was the Sword Emperor, recognized as the number one under the heavens. An existence that even the overlords, such as Shangguan Yutian and Helian Ba, would have to be respectful to him.

Everyone attack together, don't be careless! Even if all of them were tied together, they would not be a match for Li Dao, even if Yan Zhaofeng had already broken through to the Grandmaster Realm.

"What are you all still standing there for? You all don't believe me? "But he really is a demon," Xiao Yao Lang turned his head to Yan Zhaofeng and the others, wanting to explain all of Li Dao's brutal and evil actions.

In fact, he didn't even need to say that Yan Zhaofeng and the others knew Li Dao better than him.

Yan Zhaofeng's eyes looked as if he wanted to make a move, but there was some hesitation. Having cultivated the 'Thunder God's Fury' and advancing to the Grandmaster Realm, he really wanted to put Li Dao on the spot and eliminate the martial artists in the martial world. However, in the end, he still had some rationality. Facing Li Dao who was unfathomable, it was as if he was facing the entire world. Xiao Yao, who had yet to break through to the Grandmaster Realm, could not feel just how terrifying Li Dao was.

"Zang Feng, since the Young Lord has returned, let's leave." Liu Yiyi glanced at Li Ren and discovered that he was not looking at her. He could not help but feel slightly disappointed as he spoke in a sad voice.

"Yiyi, Zang Feng, you really don't know how brutal this guy is. No, we definitely can't let him go today." Xiao Yao Lang's tone was anxious. He looked eager, just, and righteous, full of righteousness.

"Foolish brat, stop talking and quickly leave with us." Sai Hua Tuo tugged on the corner of Xiao Yao Lang's clothes and winked at him.

In terms of his hatred for Li Dao, Yan Zhaofeng was number one. Not only was he unable to bear with Li Dao's actions, he even forced Hundred Miles of Evil to hand over the Art of Four Symbols. He even took away Li Yao's lifespan of twenty years.

Sai Hua Tuo's hatred for Li Dao had to be ranked second, because Li Dao had snatched away their sect's divine medicine, the Nine Dragons Stone.

"Martial Uncle, even you don't believe me?"

Xiao Yao's face was filled with disbelief, as if he had been betrayed by everyone.

"Aiyo, silly boy, we all believe in you, but this life is more important!" Cesar said in panic, causing his words to embarrass Sai Hua Tuo and Yan Zhaofeng.

At this moment, Xiao Yao Lang looked at everyone with a puzzled expression. He finally realized that something wasn't right.

At the same time, Jian Xiong's patience had also reached its limit. His pretty face was gloomy, as if it could drip water at any time.

"Say enough, say enough and get the hell out of the Sword Crafting City, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite." With a frosty face and murderous intent in her eyes, even though she knew that these people were not a match for Li Dao, how could Jianxiong endure when they brazenly said that they wanted to take Li Dao down?

Everyone here was a righteous hero and wanted to gain face. Could it be that just because of a single word from Jian Xiong, she was going to leave the Sword Crafting City with her tail between his legs?

Li Dao lightly smiled. Yan Zhaofeng could only make people hate him when he opened his mouth. Xiao Yao Lang, on the other hand, was different. Just by standing there, he was an eyesore.

"I'll give you ten breaths of time, get out of my sight or I'll kill you all!"

Li Dao had a light smile on his face. His voice was calm, neither too fast nor too slow.

After glancing at each other, Sai Huatuo swung his blade at the back of his head, picked him up and ran away like a gust of wind.

No one dared to doubt the authenticity of Li Dao's words. He was the supreme authority of the Sword Emperor.