The Dragon Palace was full of more than 1,000 people, and they did not rush up.

They are killers, and what they do best is assassination, not frontal warfare. The large army is divided into parts, and all of them hide their identities, or peddlers and pawns, or mercenaries who go to complete tasks, or merchants who are large troops.

You can't imagine that maybe a dying beggar on the side of the road could be the killer of the Dragon Palace.

But.

The palace master of the Dragon Palace, Wan Jianling, did not hide his identity.

He walked like this.

Countless killers, dispatched with him as the center.

this day.

The killers of the Dragon Palace came to the Jingsheng Dynasty.

The Ten Thousand Sword Spirits, who were originally eager to take Yang Mucheng's life, unexpectedly let the killers of the Dragon Palace stop here for a day.

"Oh, don't you really want to kill Old Demon Yang, why did you stop here?"

Behind Wan Jian Ling was a young man.

Now.

This young man was staring at Wan Jian Ling with a smile. This young man was not from the Dragon Palace, but a disciple from a super sect in the Great Domain. Even Wan Jian Ling had to look in awe when he saw this young man.

"Jiang Chen, you don't want to stop me, do you?" Wan Jian Ling stopped and asked.

This young man named Jiang Chen played with a palm-sized spirit sword in his hand, and said with a playful face: "Ten Thousand Palace Lord, you don't know my mission? I just came to each continent in the name of the sect master to invite the strong to participate in the triennial 'Spirit Sword List'. It stands to reason that this spirit sword should belong to Old Demon Yang. But now that you want to kill Old Demon Yang, then I will naturally wait and see. ”

Jiang Chen looked at the Ten Thousand Sword Spirit with a smile and said, "If Old Demon Yang is killed, my spirit sword will naturally not be able to give it to him." I can only blame another master and invite them to participate in the Spirit Sword List. Of course, if you are killed by Old Demon Yang, then I have to take back the spirit sword I gave you before, and choose a master in the Reverse Sichuan Continent again, I say so, you can rest assured, right?"

Wan Jian Ling nodded.

Reverse Chuanzhou, Hao Tianzhou, Tianxingzhou...... There are a total of thirty-six continents, all of which belong to a large domain called Jiantian Domain. And this Jiang Chen is from a super sect called the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect in the Jiantian Domain!

The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, every thirty years, will release three hundred and sixty spirit swords to the thirty-six continents, each continent, a total of ten places, one of these places is given to the head of the largest local force.

Like what.

The original Hao Tianzhou, three of these places should be given to Tuotian Palace. However, due to the destruction of Tuotian Palace, and the Great Qian Dynasty became the largest force in Hao Tianzhou, these three places fell on Yang Mucheng.

Of course.

The three places in the Reverse Sichuan Continent were also given to Wan Jianling.

The arrangement is fixed every 30 years. After all, it is difficult for the big forces of one side to have any changes. But who knew that Yang Mucheng had sprung up this year, not only single-handedly prying the Tuotian Palace, but also affecting the Dragon Palace in the Reverse Sichuan Continent.

Therefore, Jiang Chen also had a hint of playfulness, he wanted to see who would win and who would lose in the collision of the biggest forces between these two continents!

"If you follow me like this, won't you delay the task of the master?" Wan Jianling glanced at Jiang Chen and said.

"It's okay!"

Jiang Chen shook his head and said, "There is still a long time before the battle of the Spirit Sword List starts...... However, Lord Wangong, you haven't answered my words yet, don't you really want to kill Old Demon Yang, why did you suddenly stop in this Jingsheng Dynasty?"

"Just looking at an old friend!" Wan Jianling suddenly stopped, looking at the eyes in front of him and suddenly contracted.

But see.

In a filthy garbage heap, an old man in ragged clothes was being beaten by several ruffians, the old man was powerless to fight back, he could only hold his head to dodge, but his eyes were flashing with coldness. No one would have thought that this old man was the ancestor of the Chen family who was proud of the party at the beginning!

His cultivation was abolished, his limbs and bones were broken, and although he was still able to move freely, he could no longer use force, otherwise he would not have fallen into this situation.

"Tut-tut, I can't imagine that the former ancestor of the Chen family would actually fall to such a point!"

Wan Jianling came to the Chen family ancestor with his hands behind his back.

Due to his strong qi and blood, although the ancestor of the Chen family suffered a painful beating, he would recover in three or two days. But the hatred in the heart is stronger than the flesh. Suddenly, hearing this voice, the ancestor of the Chen family raised his head violently.

"Ten Thousand Palace Lords, it's you!"

The ancestor of the Chen family was full of astonishment, until a moment later, he suddenly came back to his senses, and he shouted:

"Lord of the Ten Thousand Palaces, save me! I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you, and refine an elixir for you for a lifetime! As long as you can heal my limbs and my dantian...... I'm going to kill Old Demon Yang with my own hands. It was he who caused me to fall to this point, I want to refine him into a poisonous man, I want to cut him with a thousand knives!"

Wan Jianling slowly shook his head and said, "Why do you need to kill Old Demon Yang, this time my Dragon Palace poured out of the nest in order to level his Great Qian Dynasty." Don't worry, I'll avenge your revenge!"

"Great...... I'm going to watch Old Demon Yang fall to an even worse end than me. Lord of the Ten Thousand Palaces, you ...... What are you going to do?"

Bang!

Before the Chen family ancestor could finish speaking, Wan Jianling fell with one foot and directly crushed his head.

Looking at the corpse of the ancestor of the Chen family, Wan Jianling shook his head and said, "An old ancestor, a middle-grade alchemist of the Xuan Rank, has actually fallen into this kind of field. Death is your destination!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

But see.

Wan Jianling killed the ancestor of the Chen family, as if he had solved a matter on his mind, he took out a small and delicate jade flute from his arms, put it in his mouth and blew it slowly. Suddenly, the crisp sound of the flute turned into an invisible ripple sound wave, surging in all directions......

At this moment, the Dragon Palace killers hiding in the Jingsheng Dynasty, as if they had received some kind of order, all put down the things in their hands and rushed towards the Great Qian Dynasty!

Take back the jade flute.

Wan Jianling narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the Great Qian Dynasty was located.

"Old Demon Yang!"

"No one has ever been able to survive if they offended our Dragon Palace! This time, I will definitely kill you!"

......

Meanwhile.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, Yang Mucheng's side finally completed the review of the warriors who joined the Juxian Hall one by one. Everyone has been assigned to the right department. Of course, these people will not be reused at first, and it will take a period of investigation before they will officially enter the Dragon Hall, or in the major departments.

Just when Yang Mucheng was ready to retreat for a few days and start cultivating.

An urgent war report was delivered to him.

He opened the battle report and looked at it, his face suddenly became gloomy, and after a while, he sneered:

"Dragon Palace, you are so bold!"

(End of chapter)