Chapter 7226 Disadvantages of Being Valued by Others
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Following the roar of the ancestor of swordsmanship, countless disciples of swordsmanship stepped onto the walls of the floating city in Wucheng, spotted the position outside, and jumped out.
"Although I'm not sure how much this person is worth, I believe in the instructions of the ancestor of swordsmanship."
"What are you afraid of? The Patriarch of Sword Dao saved my whole family's life back then, and today I will repay it with my life!"
"Brothers, stop talking nonsense, if you are ready, follow me!"
All of a sudden, countless sword blades flew out from the city wall.
Not only sword cultivators, but also those who have received the kindness of the ancestors of the sword, all appeared on the city wall at this moment.
The Patriarch of Sword Dao is already red-eyed.
Even breathing became extremely rapid.
After all, it is old.
At the age of the ancestor of swordsmanship, he is already close to the upper limit of life that his cultivation can provide, his body is no longer what it used to be, and he is beginning to become tired.
Although he has a wealth of experience, after a long time of fighting, the ancestor of swordsman still feels that he can't bear it.
Sweat had already rolled down his cheeks, and the movement of the Zhenyuan sword was no longer as smooth as it was at the beginning.
He shook his head vigorously, trying to keep his mind clear.
But it was this subtle movement that allowed the opponent to seize the opportunity.
The suppressive power of the ancestor of swordsmanship became weak in an instant.
Under such circumstances, the Patriarch of Sword Dao looked at Qin Yichen who was not far away, and this short distance had become a journey he could not cross.
"Patriarch of Sword Dao, step back!"
"This is not a place where you can meddle. If it weren't for the sake of your kindness to my family, this sword has already killed you!"
Before the sword ancestor could answer, the opponent's ears were already filled with all kinds of pleadings.
They didn't have any psychological pressure to deal with Qin Yichen.
But if they really want to attack the ancestor of swordsmanship, this good old man, they really can't bear it.
"Calm down, the Patriarch of Sword Dao must be getting old and confused."
"There's no need to haggle over with the Patriarch of Sword Dao, just beat him back."
"Please don't kill me, my lord. The patriarch of Sword Dao has been kind to me all over the city."
At the moment when the patriarch of swordsmanship hesitated, countless sword blades rushed towards him behind him.
Their strength is not strong, but in their eyes, determination is clearly written.
This kind of determination is enough to make everyone present feel the pressure.
"Patriarch rest for now, let us try!"
Before the patriarch of swordsman came back to his senses, there were countless figures from the back rushing forward in his line of sight.
They don't have any ideas, only this one is obsessed with it.
The eye sockets of the Patriarch Kendo were a little red.
"The way of the sword is not alone, the way of the sword is not alone! Sword Emperor, have you seen that the way of the sword is not alone!"
The Patriarch of Sword Dao suddenly laughed out loud, with some tears clearly in his eyes.
In this world where kendo is about to decline, there are so many people who are willing to support a humble sword cultivator whose strength has an upper-line existence.
At this moment, the loneliness deeply hidden in the heart of the ancestor of the Sword Dao finally had such a moment of comfort.
These people, they didn't talk about kendo all day long, but they were willing to stand up and help him at this moment.
This has already made the ancestor of the Sword Dao very happy.
He saw a possibility, a possibility that after his fall, there would be another ancestor of swordsmanship who would continue to inherit the hope in his heart.
It seems that at this moment, death has become less unacceptable, the only difference is how much value can be exerted with this last life.
As soon as the two sides met face to face, they fought violently, and the blades of their swords flew in all directions. The group of sword masters used their bodies to force a bloody path among the densely packed crowd.
Suddenly, a bright voice sounded.
"If you don't want to die, back away."
It was Qin Yichen's scolding, and the patriarch of swordsmanship did not hesitate at all.
"Everyone retreat!"
The Patriarch of the Light Lord's swordsmanship has already experienced it. Although he did not directly confront each other, he was able to accurately find a way to escape in the countless darkness. If it is luck, then it is a bit too lucky.
The Patriarch of Sword Dao believed Qin Yichen's words.
The moment everyone retreated, a golden radiance covered the entire sky.
Qin Yichen rose into the sky.
Everyone quickly looked up, only to see countless radiance emerge from the golden ripples.
As Qin Yichen opened his hand, the Taoist soldiers hidden in the ripples finally showed their heads.
Qin Yichen let out a low growl.
"go!"
Dao soldiers suddenly rushed out of the golden ripples.
Boom!
A burst of crimson dyed the sky red, and the roar was endless.
Dao soldiers, one of the least valuable weapons in this world for practitioners, some are even just a little sharper than ordinary iron.
But in Qin Yichen's hands, they exploded with a strength that did not belong to them.
The little bit of stored world rules exploded in an instant, smashing everything in front of him to pieces.
With the bombardment of Taoist soldiers, Qin Yichen suppressed these people as he should, and immediately rose into the air. Now is the best time for him to leave.
Qin Yichen looked at the scene in front of him lightly, and his eyes quickly swept around.
What worried Qin Yichen the most was already discovered when he left the prison cage.
The teleportation ability of the Temple of the Lord of Light seems to be blocked by some kind of force. Qin Yichen has tried twice, but he has not found the root cause of his teleportation.
"Could it be that the last time Sai Lao teleported away from Xu City, made them aware of something?"
A bad thought suddenly rose in Qin Yichen's heart.
These people seem to know a lot more about the Temple of the Lord of Light than he expected.
At this moment, there is no way to teleport back to the Temple of the Lord of Light, and the scope of the fairyland is not small. If you want to return to the Canglan Starfield, after all the tossing, it will have to be after sunset.
Closing his eyes, Qin Yichen's consciousness spread out with all his strength, trying to find the fundamental reason why the world in this respect is different from other places.
Under Qin Yichen's investigation, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"I didn't expect that there are people who specialize in practicing this method. The fairy world really opened my eyes."
Qin Yichen looked up, and there was a ball floating nearly a thousand meters above his head.
A strange breath spilled from the sphere, covering thousands of miles around Wucheng.
Qin Yichen saw the right moment, hidden the Yin-Yang Black Blade, and rushed towards the ball at high speed.
Almost at the moment Qin Yichen made his move, a person suddenly appeared beside Qin Yichen, with a somewhat meaningful face on his face.
"It seems that the decision to kill you is very correct."
"Let you develop, and my position in the Supreme Court is in jeopardy."
Qin Yichen broke out in a cold sweat. This is no longer the peak knight, this is the wild god level!