Lord God Xiaoyao

Luoyang! The royal mansion!

In front of the gate, horse-drawn carriages and official cars kept coming, and the traffic was extremely lively.

Today is the 70th birthday of the Wang family. This old man does not have much abilities. His life is unremarkable. After inheriting the Wang family's inheritance, he has kept his family business intact, and is safe without accident. Spend the rest of my life steadily.

Elder Wang is not good at himself, but he is good at giving birth to a son.

He has six sons, all of whom are talented. Among them, the eldest son and the second son, known as the double sword of gold and silver, are famous among the world. Although the remaining four sons are not as famous as the double sword of gold and silver, they are also famous in the world.

Mr. Wang and his father value the son. In the 70th birthday, those who do not sell their face, come to celebrate the birthday.

At the moment, he was in the backyard of the Wang's mansion. Elder Wang was standing in the courtyard. He was in his seventies, but he was not very old, with a cane in his hand.

He said in a deep voice, "Where did the Fang family's wicked son go?"

"I have arrived in Luoyang City, this time my father's birthday, he will definitely come," Wang Jinjian stood by and replied.

"It's worthy of the Fang family's evil seed, or the same arrogance as before,"

"Thinking that I killed Wen Tianzhuo, I started to be defiant,"

"This is a good thing. This Fang family has a lot of wickedness. He can kill Wen Tianzhuo at a young age. If he hides him, he will enter the realm of the grandmaster after another ten or eight years. For the Wang family, it’s a big problem,"

"This time he is in trouble on his father's birthday, and he is just like me. I have asked my second brother to go to Mount Tai in person and ask Yuzhen Dao to take action."

"The Taoist Yuzhen is a great master, and he can guarantee nothing wrong, but it disturbed his father's longevity,"

"Well, this is my Wang Xiaotian's son," Mr. Wang praised him.

"As long as we can kill the Fang family's evil seed, this birthday banquet is nothing, it can be done next year, and it can be done the next year. If this evil seed does not die, it may not be the next year."

"Arrange more manpower, even if you can't kill the Fang Clan Clan Seed, use them to consume the Fang Clan Clan Clan Seed, create opportunities for Yuzhen Dao Master, and kill the Fang Clan Clan Clan Seed in one fell swoop, without leaving him half a chance."

After Elder Wang finished speaking, he walked out of the backyard step by step with a cane, and came to the front hall. There was a rush of people in the hall, and one birthday celebration one after another appeared one after another.

"The two heroes of the Li family in Guanzhong are here," the singing voice sounded, and all the people who could be mentioned on the initiative were famous.

"Elder Wang will live a hundred years old," the boss of Li's two heroes congratulated him.

"He is not a hundred years old, and today will be his death day next year," Yang Qifeng said indifferently as he stepped in from the gate.

"Who? Elder Wang dare to be presumptuous at his birthday banquet!"

Luoyang Wang Family is famous, naturally there is no shortage of supporters. There are not a few people who favor the Lord Wang. They have spoken out, but there are not many who really dare to do it.

"Today is Elder Wang's birthday!"

"The hatred of ruining the family and destroying the clan can only be ended with blood," Yang Qifeng glanced coldly at the supporter of the old man.

"Wang Xiaotian, you were greedy for the sword art of our Fang family at first, and did not hesitate to go to the mansion as a slave. At first, my grandfather pityed you for your loneliness and helplessness. He treated you as a personal disciple and taught you the sword art of gold and silver. It was poisoned and killed more than 80 people in our family."

"Fortunately, my father escaped his life outside. I am here today to avenge blood. All those who are irrelevant will retreat. Otherwise, I won't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!" Yang Qifeng said loudly, but he was sighing in his heart. Sword God Human Set.

There is nothing that I only have two swords in my life, you will usher in the third sword.

"Slander, Wang Mousheng is upright and upright, why did you ever do such a thing," Wang Xiaotian yelled openly, naked slander, what kind of Fang Family's sword art, this gold and silver sword art he snatched from Mobei.

"This is a fact, why is it slanderous, blood feuds can only be ended with blood," Yang Qifeng drew out the long sword he was carrying.

"Kill!" Wang Jinjian didn't know when he stood beside Wang Xiaotian, he shouted coldly without much words.

A number of figures emerged in the hall. They were wearing blue gowns and holding swords in their hands. The other birthday guests consciously began to retreat. Except for those who had a close relationship with the Wang family, most of the guests had already retreated.

This is the reality. Don’t look at the large number of guests in the palace, but most of them are just grass on the wall. Wherever the wind blows, they will fall to that side. When you are prosperous, you will naturally cling to you. When you lose power, just leave and pay. It's a good one, but a bad one will step on you severely.

Yang Qifeng was expressionless with a three-foot long sword in his hand, as fast as thunder and lightning, and Li Jian Jian Jue was a fast word.

It is all speed, his long sword is silent, and wind is no longer the resistance of the long sword, but instead becomes the help of the long sword. This is what he felt after observing Wen Tianzhuo's swordsmanship and mastered it in the past five months.

One person with one sword, he is like cutting melons and vegetables, and the master who was ambushed by Wang Jinjian can't stop Yang Qifeng from advancing.

Each of these good players has the strength of the first-order swordsmanship. In this world where the third-order swordsmanship can be called a master, the first-order swordsmanship is already considered a master.

"Evil seed, you must die today," Wang Xiaotian's face was grim, and he preached to Wang Jinjian and Wang Yinjian beside him: "Go together, join forces to kill him, this evil seed has become a climate, and he cannot be allowed to grow anymore."

Wang Jinjian and Wang Yinjian nodded, and they stepped forward together, Yang Qifeng sneered, and his sword pulled out of an enemy's chest.

How do you say that sentence, yes, it is to kill one person in ten steps, not staying for a thousand miles!

He stepped forward steadily, with the long sword in his hand lightly picking, shaking in mid-air, but it was a vain move, and he changed it halfway~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This series of actions were as fast as thunder, and Wang Jinjian was successfully fooled. Without any hindrance, the long sword crossed his neck.

The blood spurted and sputtered, and on the side of Yang Qifeng's body, no blood was contaminated with his clothes.

The long sword in his hand was another stab, and it pierced into Wang Yinjian's chest. The two masters who had been famous for many years died in his hands within less than two breaths.

The second-order swordsmanship of Wang Jinjian and Wang Yinjian is no different from the first-order swordsmanship in his eyes.

"Wang Xiaotian, you can decide on your own!" Yang Qifeng stood with a sword, and white clothes defeated the snow. At this moment, he had a kind of sword spirit.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, why should this layman be so murderous," an old man walked out of the back hall and stood beside Wang Xiaotian.

"Please also Yuzhen Dao to kill this evil thief," Wang Xiaotian was overjoyed.

"The layman chose to give up his revenge, and the old Taoist will let the layman leave safely today," Taoist Yuzhen said indifferently, stroking his beard.

"Otherwise, don't blame the old and ruthless!"