Chapter 1453: Ding Jiazhuang

Sword Domain, Sword Leaf Forest.

swoosh...swish...swish...

One after another figure suddenly jumped from the side of the deep forest.

But for a moment, they all stood beside the middle-aged man.

"Second uncle, what's wrong?" Everyone looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Oh." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "I just happened to pass by this way when I was hunting, and it was a little troublesome to meet this little brother."

The middle-aged man explained it roughly and looked at Xiao Yi.

A dozen people around looked at Xiao Yi one after another.

For some reason, there was a curious look in his eyes.

Xiao Yi was still sitting cross-legged, he just planned to rest here for a while so that he could recover his energy.

Looking at the dozen or so people, they were all dressed in sackcloth and sackcloth, and it was obvious that there was no malicious intent.

But this doesn't mean that Xiao Yi is willing to be looked at like a 'monkey', and he doesn't like the excitement even more.

"That." Xiao Yi got up, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Senior, it's okay to be here, I'm leaving."

Xiao Yi turned around and left.

The young man who came first on the side was displeased, "Hey, who are you, you saved your life, and you didn't even say thank you?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter." The middle-aged man smiled and pulled Xiao Yi away.

"Little brother, don't be in a hurry."

"You were meditating and recovering just now, right? I saw that your breath was weak, but you were injured?"

"Let me tell you, this Sword Leaf Forest is not an ordinary place."

"In the real depths, but there are monsters in the imperial realm, and ordinary martial arts emperors have to take a detour when they see them."

"Imperial monsters?" Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

His current breath is indeed very weak.

With the power of starlight, he has been on the road for a month without sleep and rest, and his Yuan strength simply cannot bear it.

However, it just looks weak.

A body of strength, not much loss.

The imperial monsters, I am afraid they will not be able to take his sword.

As for the martial arts emperor, he didn't know how many he had killed.

"Imperial monsters?" The young man on the side sneered, "Boy, you are so disdainful, but you think you are the emperor of martial arts, and you don't put such monsters in your eyes?"

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at Xiao Yi, and said, "Little brother, I think your cultivation is good, but this walking experience seems like a rookie."

"Do you know that if you continue to stay in Jianye Forest in this state, you will probably be buried in the belly of a monster before tomorrow."

"If you don't dislike it, you can follow me back to Dingjiazhuang to rest for a day, and it's not too late to leave tomorrow."

"Of course, if you dislike it, I will treat it like I didn't say it."

"This..." Xiao Yi hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Then there will be more seniors."

"Haha." The middle-aged man smiled boldly, "What's your name, senior, my surname is Ding, just call me Uncle Ding."

Xiao Yi nodded.

"Let's go, it's getting late, we're not hunting anymore, we'll go back to Ding's Village." The middle-aged man, Uncle Ding, said.

A group of people, leaving together.

Xiao Yi followed by Uncle Ding, leaping all the way, extremely relaxed.

During this period, he looked at the dozen or so people.

These dozens of people are probably all around the fifth or sixth level of the Holy King Realm.

This Uncle Ding is considered the strongest among them, reaching the eighth level of the Holy King Realm.

The reason why Xiao Yi planned to leave with this Uncle Ding was because of the grand event of the Wanjian Forest of Steles, and there were still 5 days left, so he was not in a hurry.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what happened to this sword power.

Jianli, he has probably heard of it, but he doesn't know much about it.

This is the unique "sword power" of Jianyu Jianxiu, which is very strange.

As a sword cultivator, Xiao Yi is naturally very interested in this.

Xiao Yi thought about it.

At this moment, a girl about 16 or 7 years old jumped up beside him and looked at him with great interest.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi asked with a chuckle.

The girl looked at Xiao Yi and hesitated.

"If you have something to say, feel free to say it." Xiao Yi couldn't help chuckling as he looked at the girl's quirky appearance.

"Big brother's clothes are so beautiful.

' the girl asked suspiciously.

"Good-looking?" Xiao Yi was stunned.

He is just an ordinary boy's suit.

Not ordinary, but not gorgeous either.

But compared to Uncle Ding, the girl, and other people's coarse linen clothes, his clothes are really good-looking.

"Why are you dressed so... simple." Xiao Yi thought for a while and asked back.

This group of warriors, all above the holy king level, are also tyrannical warriors.

On the contrary, it is enough to form a big family force outside.

If it is placed in an ordinary area, it is not difficult to be a hegemonic force.

With such power, Xiao Yi couldn't believe that they couldn't even afford some fancy clothes.

"Simple?" The girl was also stunned when she heard the words.

"What simplicity? We Dingjiazhuang, and in the big city, everyone is dressed like this."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"Qiuyue." At this moment, the young man jumped to his side and said displeasedly, "Sister Qiuyue, what do you have to say to this kid."

"Have you forgotten the teachings of the elders?"

"Those foreign warriors have impure moods, ulterior motives, and uncleanness."

"Getting too close to them will make our Jianxin dusty."

"Impurious mood?" The girl pouted and looked at Xiao Yi.

The next second, he smiled and said, "No, I think the big brother has a clear face and looks very good-looking. What's wrong with it."

"Sister Qiuyue, that's not what I meant." The young man didn't know how to explain, but just gave Xiao Yi a bad look on his face.

Xiao Yi ignored it.

Not long after, the group left the Monster Beast Forest, and after only half an hour, they came to a big city.

"Ding Jiancheng." Xiao Yi glanced at the plaque on the city wall, then frowned.

This city wall is not very tall and majestic.

No, this may no longer be described as a city wall, it is just a simple wooden fence, but it is relatively tall.

This 'city wall' can't have a half defense effect at all; perhaps, it just acts as a 'city wall'.

Enter the city.

The simplicity of the surroundings once again surprised Xiao Yi.

It is not so much a big city as it is a small village of ordinary people; of course, the area here is huge, no less than a big city.

Not long after, Xiao Yi followed the crowd to the 'Ding's Village'.

Xiao Yi glanced at it and his face twitched.

Here, it is indeed a small village.

Speaking of which, it is not as beautiful as his Xiao family.

"Little brother Xiao Yi." Uncle Ding said with a smile, "My Ding family village is a bit shabby, but I guarantee you can rest and recover safely."

"Uncle Ding is joking." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

Enter Dingjiazhuang.

Uncle Ding said with a smile, "In the Ding family village, there are nearly a thousand people from my Ding family."

Xiao Yi nodded, looking at the surrounding clansman as he walked.

The surrounding clansmen were also plainly dressed, with faint smiles on their faces.

If you don't know it, you will definitely think that you have entered a rural village.

But what surprised Xiao Yi was the gaze of these clansmen.

Those eyes were extremely sharp, and that was the aura that only a true sword cultivator could burst out.

In other words, nearly a thousand people in this Ding Family Village were all peerless sword cultivators.

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