Outside the Misty Alley, three thousand Praetorian Guards surrounded in all directions, all wearing armor, their eyes staring coldly, and the strength of their whole bodies could condense and explode at any time, unleashing a terrifying blow in an instant.

But, there was no movement.

The six Davids and the Golden Dragon Sword Saint entered it, as if they had sunk into the sea, without a trace.

Await!

Everyone is waiting.

The people of the royal family are waiting, the samurai are waiting, and the commoners are waiting.

The Changhe Sword King looked at it, with a trace of expectation and hope in his heart.

And next to the Sword King of the Long River stood an old man in the twilight, who looked very old, as if half of his foot had stepped into the coffin, however, the people in the samurai pavilions around him all looked respectful and respectful to him.

Sunset Martial Saint!

He single-handedly created a samurai inn, and to some extent, a strong man who retained a bit of samurai dignity from the hands of the royal family.

Nowadays, he is very old.

Among the three remaining martial saints of Long Xuan Kingdom, the Sunset Martial Saint should be the oldest and the oldest.

However, it is precisely because he is the oldest, now that he is over eighty, and he lacks the nourishment of enough tonics, his body has gradually become weak, and in a few years, this body will be similar to that of ordinary people.

After a hundred years, there is a lack of enough powerful masters to take charge, and the samurai inn is afraid that it will decline, or even be directly banned by the royal family.

The Sword King of the Long River, if he is a junior, if he can't break through to the Martial Saint, that's the case.

The Sunset Martial Saint was gloomy, staring ahead, that was the direction of the Lost Martial Alley, and he only hoped that the young warrior who was suspected of having the strength of the Martial Saint level could survive.

Time passed slowly, and a long time had passed.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light flashed, flying out of the Miwu Alley for dozens of meters, hitting the ground heavily, directly breaking the hard ground, and inserting it obliquely into the cracks, dazzling with golden light.

This scene immediately startled everyone, and also made the Praetorian Guards who were blocked in that corner react immediately, attacking with spears and aiming with strong bows.

But when they saw the golden thing, their pupils suddenly shrank like needles.

"That ......"

"That's ......"

The members of the royal family were even more shocked and couldn't believe it.

The Sunset Martial Saint's originally slightly bent body straightened up in an instant, and because of the shock, his eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost bulged out, and his whole body trembled.

Astound!

Shocking!

A shock from the depths of my soul!

Perhaps, the common people did not recognize what the golden sword represented, but he knew, and he knew it very well.

Golden Dragon Sword!

That's the Golden Dragon Sword Master's sword.

The Golden Dragon Sword Saint is considered his opponent to some extent, and his sword was actually thrown out of the Misty Martial Arts Alley, what does this mean?

It shows that the Golden Dragon Sword Saint may have encountered an accident.

Otherwise, how could the other party throw away the sword by himself and throw it outside.

For a while, the Sunset Martial Saint couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Glad?

Or...... Sadness?

The royal camp was shocked.

Golden Dragon Sword!

That's the sword of the current lord's uncle, the Golden Dragon Sword Saint, how could it be thrown out.

Who threw it out?

What about the Golden Dragon Sword Master?

Don't dare to think about it, otherwise you will feel creepy.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and an extremely sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and at the same time, an arrow shot out of the string.

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