Xuanwu City, in Hongwu City.

"It hasn't been here for twenty years, and it has not changed."

On the street, Li Chen and the other two walked and chatted.

Both brothers criticized the cloak and had not appeared for many years. If they did not compare the portraits, they would not recognize them at all.

"Uncle, I want to eat this."

From time to time, Lu Xuan jumped to a stall and grabbed the fruit on it.

"It's another Wushu."

A trace of remembrance flashed in Ye Guyun's eyes.

"After many years, I didn't expect that we could come together."

Su Shuangshuang seemed to remember the ambush at Fang's house and said with a giggle.

"hehe."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled faintly.

The companions who were together back then had not been in contact for many years, and no one knew what changes would happen.

"Huh."

Suddenly, Li Chen saw something.

Ahead, a 16 or 17-year-old boy walked by with a big sword on his back and a faint face.

"Wait a moment."

Li Chen quickly followed up and looked up and down the boy who was somewhat familiar.

"You want to compete with me in swords."

The boy said coldly, pulling out the man Xu Gao's sword and pointing to Li Chen slantedly.

The people around him noticed the movement and surrounded him with interest and pointed.

"hehe."

Li Chen touched the bridge of his nose, and his expression under the mask was quite entertaining.

"You dare to look down on me."

The boy's face changed slightly, and the sword fell down with a bang.

The strong wind suddenly blew, and it actually had the sword force in the early stage of Dacheng, and it looked easy to move.

Among the people around, there were many peak Guyuan realm or strong masters. They nodded repeatedly and said that this year's martial arts young talents are extraordinary.

What was surprising was that the heavy sword was actually clamped by two fingers.

"Brother Yang wouldn't be so impulsive back then."

Li Chen gently let go of the heavy sword and said lightly.

"You know my father."

The boy was stunned.

"hehe."

Li Chen smiled faintly and said, "It's great that your father is close."

"My parents have died during the last trip to the Heavenly Palace."

The boy said in a low voice.

"What."

Li Chen's face was gloomy. If he hadn't recognized that the heavy sword was made of Yang Yanzong, he would not have been sure that it had something to do with Yang Yanzong just because of the fact that the young man had a little similar face.

"I came to Hongwu City because I wanted to walk the path of my parents."

The boy felt the loneliness from Li Chen and knew that he was most likely a friend of his parents, so he said bluntly.

"May I have your name."

Li Chen patted his shoulder lightly, signaled to follow him, and secretly checked his qualifications.

"Yang Xiao."

The boy said.

"Good name."

Li Chen and Ye Guyun looked at each other, and each took out a ring and handed it to him, "Your father was a righteous man who stood up and down back then. I hope you don't lose his reputation."

After saying that, the two and Su Shuangshuang left.

"Uncle Peng, who are you?"

The young man was stunned. Although he was young, he knew that the ring was precious and couldn't help asking.

But the sea of ​​people is vast, and there are no shadows of three people.

"One day, I will travel all over Xuanwu with a sword like my parents."

Yang Xiao held two rings and focused his attention.

In the distance, the three of them continued to move forward.

"I didn't expect that Brother Yang and his wife also fell."

Li Chen's expression added a hint of nostalgia and sadness.

He didn't know about this. Since the Tiangong party back then, he was exhausted and even when he saw Kuwu later, he didn't have the opportunity to ask his friends about the situation.

After only a dozen years, I didn’t expect that the energetic sword maniac that year would actually die, which is really sad.

Fortunately, he has left behind his descendants and has extraordinary qualifications.

Yang Yanzong was one of Li Chen’s few friends back then.

"A warrior must have to undergo the tempering of loneliness in one's way."

Ye Guyun patted his shoulder lightly and moved forward slowly.

Both of them are people who value love and friendship, but they are not good at expressing themselves, and most of the time they keep it in their hearts.

"hehe."

Li Chen chuckled and shook his head, silently said, "Brother Yang is gone," and followed Su Shuangshuang toward the city.

Half a day later, three people stood in the distance in the void and slowly approached.

At this time, people came and went around the mountains, most of them were swordsmen carrying swords, walking alone or in a group, all moving into the mountains.

"What's going on."

Li Chen frowned slightly.

"The traces left by the battle between the two sword masters have been left with their sword intent for many years. It is a rare opportunity for the powerful swordsman to learn, so"

Su Shuangshuang explained.

Before he finished speaking, waves of energy came from the front, and the sword roar was vented, and there was obviously a fight.

"Walk."

Li Chen and the other two quickly fled into it.

"Why don't you let us be here?"

Amid the noise, a group of swordsmen who were obviously casual cultivators surrounded by several injured strong men, showing resentment.

"This place has been turned into a forbidden place by my Xuanwu Palace, and idle people are not allowed to enter."

Nearly a hundred powerful swordsman dressed in Xuanwu Palace warrior uniforms said coldly.

After listening carefully, the few people found that it was because of the super strong sword intent contained here, and there were too many monks and too little porridge, which aroused conflicts between the two sides.

In fact, Xuanwu Palace did not issue such instructions, it was just spontaneously that the disciples of the power in the palace were spontaneous.

After all, this is the core of Xuanwu Continent, and not everyone dares to provoke him at will.

But this is a place where two sword powerhouses fight desperately, and the sword intent left behind is solid and undispersed. If you can practice and realize it here, it will be a rare treasure land for sword powerhouses.

Even those with insufficient qualifications can get few help here, even other martial arts powerhouses. After all, martial arts are all based on the same principles and have their own similarities, so they will naturally not let go.

"The Xuanwu Palace is too bullying. We are still afraid that they will not succeed."

There were several times more casual cultivators than the disciples of Xuanwu Palace, so they were naturally not afraid of them. In addition, they were attacked in advance. After this statement, a few more leaders immediately aroused their anger and rushed forward one after another.

In an instant, the chaos began.

Lu Xuan's little head was circling in Li Chen's arms, and her beautiful eyes were full of excitement. This little girl was not worthy of fear at all. It seemed that in Li Chen's arms, the safest place in the world.

"It's messy."

Seeing all this, Li Chen frowned slightly. Somehow, he smelled the scent of conspiracy.
To be continued...