As soon as Tang Tian finished speaking, the gate of the yard was pushed open from outside. A group of twelve black-armored swordsmen surrounded a young man in purple robe and walked into the yard.

The twelve black-armored swordsmen knew they were bodyguards at a glance, and the young man in his purple robe was walking and walking on his tiger steps. He looked only in his twenties, but had a great majesty on his face. It was a momentum that had been mastered by others for a long time. Only those who held huge powers had such an aura. No matter how hard they pretended, they could not pretend.

"I heard that there were several distinguished guests in the city. I was in a position to welcome you. I hope to forgive you. Come and prepare wine and food. I want to drink some drinks with you." The young man in purple robe entered the yard and spoke like a master. His casual appearance made An Ziyue and others have an illusion that he thought he was really like this young man in purple robe who had never seen him for many years.

"I don't know if you are..." He knew in his heart that this person's identity was probably the Xuan King of Xuanwang City, but Tang Tian stood up and asked in confusion.

As the emperor who once commanded thousands of creatures, he had great power. In ten years, Tang Tian was instilled with the way of speaking in countless social occasions. The mere King Xuan had created such a big formation, but he wanted to give them a warning first, which naturally couldn't scare Tang Tian.

The young man in purple robe glanced at him and probably saw that Tang Tian and others were vaguely led by Tang Tian. He knew in his heart, and looked at Tang Tian with gentle but majesty and said: "Compared to you, you are the masters from the Sword Sect? Then, Xuanwang City, Zhao Yi. I wonder what the names are called by Zhao Yi?"

When he heard the name of this young man in purple robe who claimed to be Zhao Yi, An Ziyue and others might not have absolutely nothing. But Tang Tian was in a state of mind. It was not that there was something wrong with Zhao Yi's origin, but because his name, although only a code name, was rarely a single name after the surname, after it was a single word.

What does one represent? First, the only one! From this we can see that Zhao Yi's identity is related to his name. His power can be imagined. There may be nothing ordinary people have to choose this name, but as the Xuan King, this name is worth pondering.

"I have met King Xuan. I am waiting for a disciple of the Sword Sect. This is my Senior Brother Tian, ​​this is Senior Sister An. This is..." After Tang Tian introduced An Ziyue and others one by one, he said, "As for me, a disciple of the Sword Sect, Tang Tian."

Looking at Tang Tian's introduction, Zhao Yi's face always had a faint smile. He found that each of these so-called disciples of the Sword Sect saw only curiosity but no respect in their eyes. Obviously, his power was useless to them, especially Tang Tian. Under his emphasis on observation, although Tang Tian was only acting as an introduction role, the group was led by him. Moreover, when Tang Tian introduced himself, although his status sounded the lowest among the group, he was extremely calm. Not only did he have no intention of keeping up with his status, but he was rude and majesty. Although it was very light, he felt it by Zhao Yi.

"It seems that this person who calls himself Tang Tian is not simple," Zhao Yi said in his heart, and pointed to the table and chair next to him and said, "Come on, everyone sit, don't stand, so that someone will not say that I, Zhao Yi, don't understand the way of hospitality."

During the time of talking, someone quickly put a banquet in just a few words. The dishes were exquisite and it looked like it increased the appetite. It was particularly attractive to Tang Tian and others who had been traveling in the wild for several days.

At the moment of Tang Tian’s delusion, these wines and dishes were not poisonous. Then, they didn’t care about their status and where they should sit. Tang Tian and others just sat down casually. An Ziyue and others did not understand the rules of the world, while Tang Tian didn’t care at all.

Zhao Yi's eyes flashed and said nothing. He walked over and sat down, first raised his glass and said, "Welcome to my Masters of the Sword Sect again to my Xuanwang City. I'll give you a glass of wine, and I'll give you a glass of wine first." After that, a glass of wine had already been eaten.

"Your Majesty," Tang Tian smiled faintly. With an indecisive nod, An Ziyue and others raised their glasses to drink together.

Tang Tian secretly observed. In this yard, in addition to the twelve black-armored swordsmen, there were also several dangerous guys lurking in some corners, and there were heavy troops outside. It seemed that they were all for protecting Zhao Yi.

"Okay, please feel free. I heard that you all come from the Bian Sword Sect, which is thousands of miles away. I wonder if you have gained anything from you from thousands of miles away?" Put down your wine glass, Zhao Yi smiled warmly.

Tang Tian thought, was the other party asking about the gains he had received from others? How could there be no free lunch in the world? It was thousands of miles away. How could it be so easy to tell others about the information that had been obtained after life and death?

"I can't talk about the harvest, but I have seen countless different customs and customs. I think King Xuan may have experienced it in the past few days." Tang Tian smiled and took the ball over without any trace.

Don’t you want to inquire about our gains? Then, what has you experienced when you came to this world, so tell me too...!

"Interesting..." Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said in his heart, then smiled happily: "So where are the desires for the next stop? If it is not too urgent, why not stay in my Xuanwang City for more days?"

"I am ordered to go down the mountain this time and dare not slacken. I am afraid I will let King Xuan down," Tang Tian said.

"Hey, it's okay. The so-called generals are not subject to the orders of the outside king, let alone in this chaos, it's okay for you to stay for a while," Zhao Yixiao said.

However, Tang Tian saw a strong smell from Zhao Yi's smile, as if saying, "You guys come here, if you don't leave me, you don't leave."

"Lord Xuan, this is not a way to treat guests." Tian Hong, who has always been a pride of heaven, couldn't help it at this time and said sarcastically, when did they, as "super immortals", be threatened by others?

"Random, King Xuan keeps you, that's your blessing. Don't be ungrateful." Aside, a black-armored swordsman snorted coldly, looking at Tian Hong with his eyes tightly. The threatening aura filled with it, and it would suddenly hurt people at any time.

"Don't be unreasonable to the guests," Zhao Yi said lightly, without any intention of scolding his subordinates to speak nonsense. Instead, he looked at Tang Tian and others and smiled, "How many people think about my proposal?"

"I'm afraid I can't follow the wishes of King Xuan. I'm still in a hurry to go back and report my life," Tang Tian said slowly, saying that all the words were worth it, and both sides were almost disgraceful.

In fact, in my heart, Tang Tian didn't want to go back so soon. He wanted to stay in Xuanwang City for a while and observe the customs and customs here, but he didn't want to be forced to stay by others!

However, at this time, Zhao Yi's silence turned around and said, "These are all trivial matters, no hurry. I heard that all the masters who worship the Sword Sect practice sword art, but they can take the heads of people thousands of miles away. It is really a free and easy place in the world. It just so happens that all the people in the Zhao Kingdom have cultivated mysterious energy and worked hard to survive. I have never seen such mysterious methods. Can you just demonstrate it to me?"

"Ha..., did King Xuan think we are playing monkeys? Sword is a must-have technique for killing people, and swords are used to hurt people, so it is not for performance. Please respect yourself," Tang Tian said lightly, but his tone became cold.

If this was not the Xuanwang City, which was guarded by heavy troops, Tang Tian would have teared Zhao Yi long ago, so he would not be able to let him whine here. Considering Zhao Yi's identity, they would probably not be able to get out of the Xuanwang City if they did this, so they could not resist the anger in their hearts.

"Haha, it's okay. Since that's the case, how about one of us each compete? Whether it's your swordsmanship or the mysterious energy of our Zhao Kingdom, they are all killing techniques. Don't you want to see what kind of sparks these different methods will touch?" Zhao Yixiao, giving a reasonable reason.

"Okay, let me see the elite methods of your Zhao State." Tian Hong, who had not had time to stop him, stood up and said coldly before Tang Tian could stop him.

Tang Tian sighed in his heart, and there was no room for maneuver. If he won, it would be fine. If he lost, he would probably have a completely different treatment!

"Okay, refreshing, Shi Ming, did you hear it? Go forward and compete with this swordsman of the Sword worship sect, be careful not to hurt the guests," Zhao Yi said with a proud smile on his face.

"Please give me advice", one of the twelve black-armored swordsmen walked out, his eyes as cold as a knife, and he drew out the long sword from his waist with his backhand. Suddenly, a whirlwind seemed to rise in the entire yard.

"Attention," Tian Hong reminded him of a disdainful look on his face. Under the other party's astonished gaze, he just stretched out his hand and an unparalleled sharp light shot out from his fingertips. With a soothing sound, the air was torn apart and swept away.

With this sharp shot, the entire yard was shattering the sharp edge of the skin, and some tiny grass leaves and branches shattered silently!

"Good come", I heard a loud shout from Shi Ming, and the sword in his hand slashed down. A gray energy wrapped around the sword, and a dazzling sword light burst out, slashing down like Mount Tai. With a bang, the sword energy that Tian Hong shot out was shattered!

However, a disdainful smile appeared on Tian Hong's face. He saw him reach out and the long sword in his hand flew out, turning into a sharp pian and shooting away. The sword was divided into two on the way, one of which wanted to stab Ming's heart, and one of them hit and appeared behind Zhiming!

He could not care about the front and couldn't care about the back. Zhiming was shocked and flew away the sword in front in a hurry, but the sharp sword behind him suddenly penetrated his head!
Chapter completed!