Waiting for the smoke to dissipate, the middle-aged man had long disappeared. Heiya frowned and poked out his spiritual sense. He found that the middle-aged man was already a hundred feet away, and it was too late to chase him.

The Immortal Sword and the Zhenwu Sword fell to Qin Yan's side, and then turned into a blue light and a red light that penetrated into Qin Yan's left and right arms, and the Black Ya Sword also turned into a black light and entered his body. Hei Ya breathed a light and then slowly fell into the house of the Mengzhu family.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a person pounced on his arms. Heiya was stunned and lowered his head and saw that it was Jia Jia.

Jia Jia hugged his waist and laughed, "Qin Gui, you are so awesome."

As she said that, she stood on tiptoe, kissed her soft red lips on her face, and said with a smile: "This is my first kiss. You are not allowed to wipe your face for a year, hehe."

Heiya was a little stunned, and raised her hand in a daze and touched the place where Jia Jia kissed. After hearing Jia Jia's words, she immediately felt a headache and hurriedly penetrated her consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, allowing Qin Yan to dominate his body.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qin Yan saw the expression after Heiya was kissed by Jia Jia, and almost made her stomach hurt. Even Youquan Zhenhuo held the war soul and laughed loudly, shouting, "Heiya, you are so cute, hahaha."

After the Black Ye's consciousness sneaked into Qin Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, he heard this sentence, his face turned dark instantly, he raised his fists and directly chased Youquan Zhenhuo's body. After returning to the sea of ​​consciousness, when he saw this scene, the Ten Thousand Years Iceberg Girl, the Ten Thousand Years Iceberg Girl, finally laughed.

After Qin Yan opened his eyes, he saw the middle-aged people from Mengzhu, Lian family, and two major families who had just met yesterday.

"Good boy, we could not beat the mysterious masters we had before, but were beaten and injured by you. It's interesting." The ancestor of the Lian family laughed.

"Where, this is all because the younger generation used a certain forbidden technique and barely improved their skills to the peak of the four-star overlord, and defeated the mysterious master." Qin Yan smiled lightly, and then thought to himself who this mysterious master was?

The familiar Lone Soul Sword Technique is the smallest disciple I accepted when I was a sword master in heaven in my previous life. This disciple has the Ao Shi Sword Bone. It goes without saying that Qin Yan will definitely be better than him. This Lone Soul Sword Technique is the sword technique created by this disciple who has the Ao Shi Sword Bone. But why does this mysterious master have this sword technique?

Qin Yan shook his head hard and threw away the thoughts in his heart. He said, "Senior Meng Zhu, this mysterious master has been driven away by me. What's going on between us?"

At this time, the middle-aged young man came over and asked, "Old ancestor, why... are there something between you...?"

The ancestor Mengzhu did not answer Qin Yan directly, but said slowly: "We will talk about this matter after you come next time."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

Qin Yan stood beside Meng Zhu Mutian, but he was delighted.

This sentence from Meng Zhu's ancestor is obviously still interesting in this matter, and the possibility of alliance has greatly increased.

Because the next time he is coming, he will be the final stage of attacking Bafanglou.

Now, the Yunyan Holy Land has been negotiated, and the Wangyue Sect should also be prepared, and Qin Yan decided to go directly to the imperial city of the Tianlong Dynasty next.

Meng Zhu Mutian poked Qin Yan's waist with his elbow, and with a smile on his face, he asked, "Boy, how did you feel when you were kissed by Jia Jia just now?"

"Do you want to know? You can experience it yourself. Anyway, Jia Jia likes you, not me. Just tell Jia Jia directly, she will agree." Qin Yan's expression "I don't know anything, don't ask me" made Meng Zhu Mutian really want to jump up and beat Qin Yan up after seeing it.

"You don't dare? Jia Jia!" Qin Yan saw Meng Zhu Mu Tian not speaking for a long time, but glared at him, his eyes rolled, and then shouted.

Jia Jia, who was talking to several best friends, suddenly heard Qin Yan's scream, answered, then ran over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"No, Brother Mu said, he wants... um!" Before Qin Yan finished speaking, Meng Zhu Mutian covered his mouth.

"Haha, it's okay, Jiajia, please continue to chat and play with your friends." Meng Zhu Mutian quickly smiled embarrassedly.

"Brother Mengzhu said he wanted Sister Jia Jia to kiss her."

But Xiao You, who was beside him, said.

Meng Zhu Mutian was stunned and looked at Qin Yan and almost cried.

I can really defend against this but not that! How naughty this little loli is!

"Tsk, I thought I didn't dare to say it out loud, you men are just like that." The little loli said another shocking words, which made Qin Yan and Meng Zhu Mutian look at each other and almost fell to the ground.

Jia Jia, who was standing beside her, let out a cold laugh, looked at Meng Zhu Mutian, and said with a humming smile: "So that's the case, you can't even think about it, a big pervert!"

Bang……

Meng Zhu Mutian fainted directly on the ground.

He hadn't done anything yet, and was directly called a pervert by Jia Jia. He really went to grandma's house.

"Okay, okay, stop telling jokes, I have to rush to the imperial city right away." Qin Yan said with a smile.

"Ah Qin Gui, you are leaving again? Why don't you play with me for a while?" Jia Jia felt a little disappointed when she heard Qin Yan's words.

"There's no way, you have to hurry up during this period." Qin Yan smiled, then picked up Xiao You and said, "Goodbye next time."

"Go." Meng Zhu Mutian smiled.

"Qin Gui, remember to come back to see me!" After Jia Jia finished calling, she smiled and waved to Qin Yan.

At the same time, three hundred miles away from Tianhai City, the middle-aged man staggered into a large house.

At this time, a young man walked up and asked, "How is the matter done?"

The young man was wearing a white long gown, holding a sword in his hand, connected to a scabbard, full of elegant temperament, and his scholarly face, which made people suspect that this man was not a warrior, but a scholar.

"What are you doing when you ask so much?" The middle-aged man glared at the young man and then walked slowly into a big house.

"You will know that things have not succeeded, depending on how you look." The young man smiled.

The middle-aged man put down his sword and said lightly: "I met a master swordsman."

"Swordsman master? How about you?" the young man's smile froze and then asked seriously.

The middle-aged man still said calmly: "Compared with the skills, although I am suppressed by the laws of the world, this clone can only use 30% of its power. If it were my original body, at most, it can use four successful powers, which is the peak overlord."

"Don't talk about serious matters, don't put it aside." The young man's voice became cold.

The middle-aged man's face turned dark and he immediately said, "In terms of skills, I am not much higher than him, especially now my clone is only as good as a five-star overlord. But the swordsman seemed to have mastered a powerful forbidden technique, and could quickly improve his skills to the peak of the four-star overlord, almost on the same shoulder position as me."

"How is it possible? There is such a forbidden technique in the world?" the young man asked in surprise.

"I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head and then said, "His swordsmanship is very powerful. If my current swordsmanship is magical, then his swordsman has already been invincible artistic conception. Even if he has reached this artistic conception, even if he has a few levels of skill levels different from me, he can quickly stand on his shoulders with me."

"As far as I know, there should be no such powerful swordsman in the world, right? Even in heaven, swordsmanship can achieve magical skills, or even surpass the supernatural artistic conception above magical skills. I think there are only a few of your senior brothers, right?" the young man asked.

"Feng Caichen, you are wrong. My swordsmanship is the highest among my three senior brothers, and it is amazing. Before the master died, his swordsmanship was already the peak of his magical skills, and he almost broke through and entered the superb level. But... it's a pity for the master." The middle-aged man's face turned dim.

Feng Caichen said: "Who is the swordsman who can achieve such a powerful swordsmanship?"

"I don't know that except for the master, I can never see such a brilliant swordsman again, and this swordsman... used it..." The middle-aged man suddenly stopped when he said this.

"What are you using?" Feng Caichen asked anxiously.

"You shouldn't know about this. Now your main task is to help me find who the master's soul has been reincarnated." The middle-aged man's tone suddenly became cold.

"Are you sure your master has been reincarnated?" Feng Caichen was obviously a little unhappy, but the person in front of him was a person from heaven. Although he was a clone, he also possessed strong skills and sword skills.

"We brothers and sisters don't believe that the master is dead." The middle-aged man shook his head and said seriously: "But we have been searching in heaven for more than a year, but we have not found the master, so we suspect that the master was reincarnated in the world."

"Okay, if your master is really in the world, as long as you help me as the head of the Feng family, I will definitely mobilize all the connections of the Feng family to help you find your master." Feng Caichen said lightly.

However, when Feng Caichen finished saying this, the middle-aged man kept thinking about what he had fought with Qin Yan before.

Those three divine swords and the familiar sword moves.

Suddenly, he covered his forehead with some headache and sighed.

"Maybe, the one who fights you may be..." Feng Caichen suddenly thought of something.

"Who is it?" the middle-aged man looked up and asked anxiously.

"It's that slutty man!" Feng Caichen's face suddenly became ferocious.

"You mean that girl?"

"That's right, that slutty woman would rather give her body to that man than give it to me!" Feng Caichen raised his tight fist.

"Who will that be? Tell me clearly!" The middle-aged man's voice became cold.
Chapter completed!