Hu Yan's roar echoed in the valley like a rolling thunder, like a stone thrown into the calm lake.

The quiet and quiet sword demon mountain suddenly shook. For a moment, many practitioners who practiced hard stopped and turned their heads, looking away at the place where the roar came.

In the small hall of Linyuan, the back mountain where Huyan originally lived, Liu Yiming suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly appeared with a cold light, his face immediately looked faintly angry, and shouted with anger: "Who is the little girl? How dare you come to my sword demon sect to clamor! I shouted at me, Liu, but I can't die?"

"ha?"

Hu Yanxun looked at him, but he was extremely angry and laughed. He immediately rushed to the side of the back mountain. He was already standing in front of his own small hall, sneering: "Good method! He was occupying the magpie's nest! I never thought I... I haven't returned for a thousand years, but I was taken over by someone, even the house was occupied! You guys are so boring. You dare to touch your mind, the temple where I live? Get out!"

"Hmm? You are..."

In that small hall, Liu Yiming woke up like a dream, and suddenly jumped up from the jade pedestal. He jumped out of the hall gate in three steps in two steps. He looked at Hu Yanyao at the same time, and finally his eyes were rounded and he said in a daze: "You are not that...not that..."

He wanted to tell Hu Yan's name, but he thought about it all the hard, but he couldn't find Hu Yan's name, so he suddenly realized that it was a thousand years ago that this person had never revealed his real name. The sword demon sect called him, and then called him the Thirteenth Senior Brother or Junior Brother. However, this title, how could Liu Yiming, the new thirteenth true master, speak out? If he shouted out, his identity would become particularly embarrassing and unreasonable. But if he didn't call him that, he didn't know how to call this person.

"Hmph, why don't you continue to have a life? Yes, I am the thirteenth true disciple of the Dao Demon Sect. Of course, you should call me "Thirteenth Senior Brother!" Hu Yan said proudly with his head raised.

This proud voice finally woke Liu Yiming up, and he was shocked and angry, "You! What are you doing when you come back? How could you come back? Shouldn't you die long ago?"

"But you are late!" After being shocked and angry, he suddenly showed a proud look, with a very sarcastic look on his face, "Now, I am the thirteenth true master of the Sword Demon Sect, and I am the most deserving disciple of the Sword Demon Sect whom I deserve! People like you who have unknown origins dare not even reveal your true name. Now, you have long lost your seat on the Sword Demon Mountain! I asked you to call me "The Thirteenth Brother". I feel that Yu Li is incompatible!"

"I remember that you were once a disciple of my sword demon sect. If you were rude to me, I will be generous today and spare you once! In the future, I will find a good woman, marry and have children to spend my life. Don't cause trouble again, and you can't claim to be my disciple of my sword demon sect! Don't wander here, go down the mountain quickly!"

Liu Yiming said this as if Hu Yan was the incompetent outer disciple. Now that he had done something wrong, he was about to be swept out of the house, he was really arrogant and arrogant. This is not because he was used to the identity of the new true teaching, but when he was the senior brother of the inner sect, the task of driving the outer disciples out was his long-term job. Now that he said it casually, it was extremely smooth and without any awkwardness. The effect of the words was excellent.

After saying these words, Liu Yiming felt comfortable from head to toe, and he was extremely happy. This was what he called proud and the scene he had longed for and dreamed of.

Looking back at that time, he suffered an unscrupulous humiliation under this man and was forced to be imprisoned in prison for thousands of years. Liu Yiming would never want to feel the feeling of loneliness and humiliation in this life.

The person who brought him all this was the person in front of him. He thought he had no chance to take revenge in this life. Who would have thought that God would be lucky? Just when he was in the limelight, God sent this man to him, so that he could finally get what he wanted. He would repay all the humiliation that year to this man and let this man taste what it felt.

Hu Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and laughed in surprise and said, "There is a person like you in the world! He has taken my seat and occupied my house. Now he still dares to show off his power in front of me! He still wants me to go down the mountain? If it weren't for the Master's face, I really don't take the rules of the Sword Demon Sect seriously. At this time, I want to kill you at the 17th and 8th throne, so that you can know my...'s temper! Well! For the Master, I'm too lazy to argue with you, so get out of here!"

This was extremely impatient and I was too lazy to talk to him anymore. Hu Yan didn't look at him anymore, and walked straight forward, heading towards the palace gate.

Seeing Hu Yan's appearance, Liu Yiming felt angry, as if he had punched him hard, but the enemy hit him hard on his face with a heavier fist, which made him feel embarrassed, but even more embarrassed and angry. His face turned red and turned into a piece of white, blocking the palace gate, and his voice and expression towards Hu Yan were both harsh.

"Slow down! Did I hear it wrong? You don't care about me? What kind of identity are you? How can you get the qualification to care about me? But you are overestimating your ability! You still want to kill me? Do you dare to touch a hair of me? This is my residence. If I don't invite you, no one can step at will! What kind of identity are you? I will not allow you to take a step! Otherwise, you must discipline and discipline you well and let you know what kind of nobleness is! Let you have a beating!"

"Did you hear it? Don't linger in front of my palace and leave quickly! Don't force me to teach you a lesson!"

Hu Yan narrowed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and a huge evil spirit suddenly filled his eyes. Liu Yiming suddenly looked at him, and was shocked by the biting cold eyes. He was then beaten by the evil spirit brewed from the sea of ​​corpses, and suddenly felt suffocated, trembling, and inexplicably frightened.

"I told you...get out quickly! I'm too lazy to get along with you!" Hu Yan shouted and raised his feet and was about to move forward. But seeing Liu Yiming standing tremblingly, he still struggled to support himself and refused to give in. Finally, Hu Yan was angry and said with a grim smile: "What? Do you still want to play with me? Play two moves?"

After hearing this, Liu Yiming became proud again and stared at Hu Yan fiercely. His hand changed and he had already drawn his sword and pointed it at Hu Yan, sneering: "It should also be for you to taste my sword technique that has been practicing hard for thousands of years!"

If he can have such confidence, in the final analysis, he will probably have to thank Hu Yan.

But he said that he offended Hu Yan a thousand years ago, was tragically imprisoned, and was imprisoned.

What is the place where the prison for regret is? It is the place where the defensive disciple regrets after the founding of the Demon Lord of the Knife.

But this repentance is not something that everyone can go to. For example, if an ordinary outer disciple makes a little mistake, he will be swept out immediately, without any room for recovery. Only the true disciple or the most outstanding inner disciple, if he makes a big mistake and has a serious sin, he will be punished and imprisoned in the repentance prison and faces the wall to repent.

Therefore, the disciples who have been admitted to the prison for repentance are not ordinary people, they are the most outstanding but rebellious figures. They are not at ease in the prison for repentance, and they are always difficult to convince each other. Even the seniors who were imprisoned in the prison for competing against each other, but there is no one around, so the first one has a sudden idea, carved his own sword skills on the walls of the prison, and even the sword skills to shock the later ones.

After years of this, the walls that have passed away with regret have been densely engraved with words, all of which are subtle words that everyone has realized in sword techniques. Or the unique sword techniques will always be cheaper to the younger generation. At this point, Liu Yiming has been greatly cheaper.

After this thousand years of retreat, Liu Yiming rarely calmed down and immersed in the mystery of swordsmanship. After struggling to comprehend for thousands of years, he made rapid progress. He refined his family's advanced swordsmanship to a nine-point fire, almost complete. And those unique skills were even more smooth. If he used them, he would probably have five or six-point fire.

If such martial arts were put in other sects, they would be an indispensable figure like a pillar among the true disciples. Therefore, this time, it is indeed worthy of being promoted to the true disciple of the Daomo Sect, without any far-fetchedness.

Occasionally, he thought about the battle between him and Hu Yan a thousand years ago. He realized that if he had already had the martial arts skills today, he would never lose to this person again. Even if he could not win the battle, he would be able to equalize the situation and fight to the point of being ineffective.

This is Liu Yiming's current conceit. When he heard Hu Yan's suggestion to take action, it hit his mind. Naturally, he responded happily, and was eager to try it out, and his desire to fight rose, and he was extremely eager to save the face lost in the battle a thousand years ago.

"Want to compare the knife skills with me?"

Hu Yan looked at Liu Yiming coldly, and suddenly sneered, with a very contemptuous look on his face, "You are not qualified yet! Get out of here!"

The loud shout suddenly exploded. Liu Yiming was shocked and lost his mind when he heard this. He was distracted at this moment. When he returned to his senses, he was immediately shocked. It turned out that the bald head had come to him. When he was frightened and about to flap the knife, the man suddenly poked out his palm and pinched his neck tightly!

"you……"

Hu Yan's pinch was exactly the force that entered the divine realm, and the total strength of the 100,000 dragon powers. How could Liu Yiming resist? The power gap was too big. His fair face was pinched to the point of redness immediately. Then he struggled wildly to speak, but it was extremely difficult to spit out half a word.

"What are you? You are talking nonsense, but I'm too lazy to listen anymore! I'll leave you some face and let you leave on your own, but you're disobedient and insist on me... Do it! You're such a naughty! Get out of here!"

With a few laughs, Hu Yanlian's last trace of patience was exhausted. He threw Liu Yiming away, and ignored him and stepped into his own small hall with high spirits.

He stopped suddenly in the hall gate and stood silently for a moment, but his brows became tighter and tighter. He suddenly turned around and stared fiercely at Liu Yiming who had just barely got up from the ground, and asked angrily.

"Where is my girl? Where is that girl in my house?"
Chapter completed!