Following the roar of the kendo ancestors, countless kendo disciples stepped on the floating city wall in Wucheng, and jumped out after seeing the position outside.

"Although I'm not sure how much this person is worth, I believe in the orders of the ancestors of Kendo."

"What are you afraid of, the ancestor of Kendo saved my whole family's life back then, and I will repay it with my life today!"

"Brothers, stop talking nonsense, come with me when you're ready!"

For a time, countless blades flew out from the city wall.

Not only Jianxiu, but those who had received the kindness of the ancestors of Kendo all appeared on the city wall at this moment.

The ancestor of Kendo was already red-eyed.

Even breathing became extremely rapid.

It is old after all.

At the age of Kendo Patriarch, he is already close to the upper limit of lifespan that his cultivation base can provide, and his body is no longer what it used to be, and he begins to become tired.

Although he has a wealth of experience, after a long time of fighting, the ancestor of Kendo still feels overwhelmed.

Sweat had already slipped from his cheeks, and the Zhenyuan Sword was no longer running like it was at the beginning.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to keep his head awake.

But it was this subtle action that allowed the opponent to seize the opportunity.

The suppressing power of the ancestors of Kendo became weak in an instant.

Under such circumstances, the kendo patriarch looked at Qin Yichen who was not far away. This short distance had already become a path that he could not cross.

"The ancestors of Kendo step back!"

"This is not a place where you can get involved. If it weren't for your kindness to my family, this sword would have cost you your life!"

Before the ancestor of Kendo could answer, the opponent's ears were already filled with all kinds of pleas.

To deal with Qin Yichen, they don't have any inner pressure.

But if they really want to attack the ancestor of Kendo, this old man, they really can't bear it.

"You calm down, the ancestor of Kendo must be getting confused with age."

"There's no need to argue with the ancestor of Kendo, just beat him back."

"I implore the adults not to kill, the ancestors of Kendo have been kind to me all over the city."

At the moment when the ancestor of Kendo hesitated, behind him, countless swords rushed towards him.

Their strength is not strong, but in their eyes, it is clearly written.

This determination is enough to make everyone present feel the pressure.

"Old Ancestor rest for a while, let's try it!"

The kendo patriarch has not recovered his senses, and in his sight, there are countless backs who are rushing forward.

They don't have any ideas, only this piece is obsessed with it.

The eyes of the ancestor of Kendo were a little red.

"Kendo is not alone, Kendo is not alone! Sword Emperor, have you seen it, Kendo is not alone!"

The ancestor of Kendo suddenly burst out laughing, with a few tears in his eyes.

In this world where kendo is about to decline, Jianxiu, a humble and powerful practice, has so many people willing to support it.

At this moment, the loneliness deep in the heart of the ancestors of Kendo finally had a moment of comfort.

These people, they didn't talk about kendo all day, but they were willing to stand up and help him at this moment.

This has already made the ancestor of Kendo very happy.

He saw a possibility, a possibility that after his fall, there would be another kendo ancestor who would continue to inherit the hope in his heart.

It seems that at this moment, death is not so unacceptable. The only difference is how much value can be played with this last life.

The two sides fought each other as soon as they met, and the swords went around. This group of sword cultivators used their bodies to forcibly cut a **** path among the dense crowd.

Suddenly, a bright voice sounded.

"If you don't want to die, just step back."

It was Qin Yichen's scolding that sounded, and the kendo ancestor did not hesitate at all.

"Everyone retreats temporarily!"

The master of light has already seen the strength of the kendo ancestor. Although he did not directly confront him, he was able to accurately find a way to escape in the countless darkness. If it is luck, then luck is too good.

The ancestor of Kendo believed Qin Yichen's words.

Just as everyone stepped back, a golden radiance covered the entire sky.

Qin Yichen rose into the air.

Everyone looked up quickly, and saw countless brilliance emerging from this golden ripple.

As Qin Yichen opened his hand, the Taoist soldiers hidden in the ripples finally showed their heads.

Qin Yichen let out a low growl.

"go with!"

Dao soldiers suddenly rushed out from the golden ripples.

Boom! A burst of crimson dyed the sky red, and the roar was endless.

Dao soldiers, one of the most invaluable weapons for practitioners in this world, some are just a little sharper than ordinary iron.

But in Qin Yichen's hands, they burst out with strength that did not belong to them.

That little bit of stored world rules exploded in an instant, shattering everything in front of him.

With the bombardment of the Taoist soldiers, Qin Yichen suppressed these people as he should, and immediately rose into the air. Now is the best time to leave.

Qin Yichen looked at the scene in front of him lightly, and his eyes quickly swept around.

What worried Qin Yichen the most was when he left the dark prison cage.

The teleportation ability of the Temple of the Lord of Light seems to be blocked by some force. Qin Yichen has tried twice, but he has not found the root cause of his teleportation.

"Could it be that when Elder Sai teleported out of the Ruins City last time, what did they notice?"

A bad thought suddenly appeared in Qin Yichen's heart.

These people seem to know a lot more about the Temple of the Lord of Light than he expected.

At this moment, there is no way to teleport back to the Temple of the Lord of Light. The scope of the Immortal Realm is not small. If you want to return to the Canglan Star Territory, this tossing will have to be after sunset.

Closing his eyes, Qin Yichen's consciousness spread out with all his strength, trying to find the fundamental reason why the world is different from other places in this respect.

Under Qin Yichen's investigation, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect that there are people who specialize in this method. Immortal world really opened my eyes."

Qin Yichen looked up and saw a sphere floating nearly a thousand meters above his head.

A strange aura spilled from the sphere, covering the Wucheng for thousands of miles.

Qin Yichen saw the opportunity, the yin and yang mysterious blade was hidden, and rushed towards the ball.

Almost at the moment Qin Yichen started, a person suddenly appeared by Qin Yichen's side, with a bit of meaning on his face.

"It seems that the decision to kill you was the right one."

"Let you develop, my status in the Supreme Court is at stake."

Qin Yichen broke out in a cold sweat.

This is no longer the peak of knights, this is the level of wild gods!