As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Then he turned his body upside down, holding the hilt of the sword, and the sword fell from the sky.

The sword is awe-inspiring.

The momentum is strong!

This sword actually gave people the illusion that it was unavoidable.

The Sword Controlling Sect disciple's expression suddenly changed.

The long sword is unsheathed,

In a hurry, he drew a barrier of vital energy above his head.

His figure floated away, trying to escape from the area where the iron sword was pointing.

“Puff~chi~”

The vitality barrier shattered in an instant, like paper.

The iron sword continued to come at us with unabated force, piercing three inches in front of the Sword Controlling Sect disciple.

If he took another half step forward, he would probably be killed in the act.

"Can?"

The broad-browed man drew his sword and put it back into the sheath, speaking briefly.

"Please!"

The disciple of the Yu Jian Sect took a half step back, no longer showing his previous indifference, and saluted with a fist, saying: "Thank you for not killing me, may I leave my name?

Please register below!"

"Wang-Song-Yang!"

The broad-browed man walked up the stairs, looking extremely indifferent.

"It turns out to be him!"

The Sword Controlling Sect disciple looked down at the sword in his hand, feeling a little depressed: "The Iron Sword King Songyang, who is ranked eighth on the Tianjiao List, is also in the Qi Controlling Realm, but I... couldn't even block a single sword from him!"

Under the stone steps,

A young servant in gray clothes, with his hands in his sleeves and hunched over, hid in the crowd. He looked at Wang Songyang's back with a sneer on his face.

"interesting...

This stutterer is willing to leave the mountain. There is one more name on my death list!"

What the gray-clothed boy didn't know was that while he was staring at Wang Songyang with a sneer, a woman in green in the crowd also happened to set her eyes on him.

......

"Sir, the Sword Controlling Sect has arrived!"

As noon approached, the delegation finally arrived at the foot of the Yu Jian Sect Mountain.

Chen Zhian lifted the car curtain and looked at the endless stone steps. Without getting out of the car, he waved his hand and said, "Drive up!"

Gao Lishi has been particularly obedient these two days.

There was no hesitation.

Suddenly stood up,

Drink lightly.

His cultivation in the late stage of Huaxu Realm was fully revealed.

The vital energy was like a gentle breeze, lifting up the five snow-white horses and galloping towards the mountain.

The five horses themselves were extraordinary. After a slight panic, they calmly stepped into the air, showing their majesty!

Just as the delegation was climbing the mountain.

A long sound of bells and drums rang out from the top of the mountain.

A vicissitudes of life voice spread throughout the fields: "Jiang Daozong and the three thousand disciples of the Yujian Sect respectfully welcome the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor Wude, the angel!"

Watching the carriage marching in the void, and listening to the welcome that spread all over the place.

The guests who climbed the mountain all looked at him sideways.

I was thinking whether I should prepare another gift to send to the brothel, or should I wait until the gift here is completed before reserving a seat at the brothel?

Matters concerning the county magistrate’s office.

It’s not that everyone knows it, but it’s close.

Chen Zhian sentenced Jiang Daomo to death in public.

Everyone thought that Jiang Daozon had lost his brother. Even if he didn't lose his temper and draw his sword to kill Chen Zhian on the spot, he would at least be hostile to the delegation from Chang'an.

Now it seems,

In the end, everyone underestimated Jiang Daozon's patience.

Even more, I underestimated the tremendous power of this young marquis!

It didn't take long for the carriage to arrive at the gate of the Yu Jian Sect.

Outside the mountain gate.

As expected, Jiang Daozon stood respectfully in front of the door, with a large group of disciples carrying long swords behind him.

Even today's groom, Jiang Huayu, the Holy Son of the Yu Jian Sect, was standing beside Jiang Dao Zong in a red robe.

But his eyes were lowered, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Chen Zhian fanned himself and walked out of the carriage, looking down at Jiang Huayu: "I guess this must be Jiang Shengzi, the third place in the Tianjiao list, who has reached the perfect state of controlling Qi at the age of only 26...

When I saw him today, I found that he was indeed tall and handsome, with a great talent!

Master Jiang,

Congratulations on teaching a good disciple!

Ha ha! "

“Thank you for the compliment, sir!

Hua Yu, why don't you thank the master quickly! "

Jiang Daozon had a smile on his face and urged Jiang Huayu to thank him, as if he had really let go of what happened yesterday.

But the frosty white hair on the temples seems a little dazzling!

Jiang Huayu raised his head and looked directly at Chen Zhian, saying calmly, "Thank you for your compliment, sir. I have some important matters to attend to, so I will not accompany you any longer!"