Jiang Dali's wild eyes shone with a strange light like cold electricity. His arms with thick muscles and bulges were still wrapped around his chest. He exuded an extremely strong oppressive and intimidating aura before he even made a move, and said with a sneer.

"Yan Jing'an, although you have already reached the realm of heaven and human, your level of Cihang Sword Canon cultivation is not as high as that of your disciple Qin Mengyao.

I’m afraid it’s still in the state of understanding and understanding. If you want to take action today, you must first be prepared to bear the serious consequences!”

If it is normal.

Jiang Dali would not say these words at all, so he immediately struck out with lightning and cut through the mess quickly.

But now he is really puzzled.

Yan Jing'an did not mobilize Cihang Jingzhai's forces to deal with Tiedan Shenhou.

Why are you still attacking him now?

Could it be that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was so big-hearted that he thought that just Yan Jing'an could deal with him, Jiang Dali?

He is not Pang Ban, and he is willing to withdraw from the world for twenty years for Yan Jing'an.

Yan Jing'an's eyes showed no fear, but became brighter and brighter as he said, "Meng Yao is the only one among the many talents in Jingzhai for two hundred years who has both that kind of talent and the hope to survive the 'worldly situation'

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As a master, my level of strength is only false and I can’t deserve anything.

But today, I still want to take action against the village master, because I want to use the strength of the village master to measure the strength of Tietan Shenhou.

The leader of the village does not need to be merciful, because Jing'an did not do it alone."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking.

A tall figure wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat appeared. He was a middle-aged man with a rough face and slender eyes that often had a sickly yellow color.

He walked slowly into the courtyard.

Jiang Dali's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his gaze instantly fell on the four-foot-nine-inch black-sheathed sword at the opponent's waist.

This seemingly ordinary sword is by no means as ordinary as it appears. It is the famous Rain-Covering Sword!

This scary-looking man is by no means as steely as he appears, but a gentle, affectionate and attentive man, just as his hair and fingers are slimmer than those of ordinary people.

Because I can be more powerful than emotion, I can be more powerful than a sword - the waves turn over the clouds!

"I am angry with the dragon gang. I have admired the name of the village master for a long time."

Lang Fanyun's voice was clear, Luoluo generously clasped his fists at Jiang Dali, his voice was polite and modest, he said regretfully, "It's a pity that this time, at Jing'an's invitation, I came here to meet Your Excellency for the first time, but I have to take action.

Your Excellency, you really don’t want to consider joining forces with us to fight against the Iron Dan God Marquis?”

"Is it the sword that changes the rain, the waves turn the clouds!?"

"The leader of the Angry Dragon Gang, the one who tops the black list is making waves!?"

Wang Yuyan and others were all shocked.

Compared to Yan Jing'an, Lang Fanyun's reputation is obviously bigger and louder, and he is also a top master who is regarded as a powerful rival by the magician Pang Ban.

Jiang Dali's expression returned to calm, he stared at Lang Fanyun and nodded, "It's a pity that the first time I saw you with the Rain-Reflecting Sword, I wanted to fight with you instead of sitting down and drinking together.

This is the world, this is the world, you and I both have our own choices."

That’s it for now.

The three of them said nothing more.

The end of the road is the end of the world, the end of the words is the sword.

An extremely depressing and solemn atmosphere began to brew in the air.

The rain falling from the sky seemed to solidify, and even turned into swords, sharp and sharp.

Wang Yuyan, who was standing next to Jiang Dali, felt a surge of energy, surging back and forth. Her whole body was not soaked by the rain, but she was soaked with cold sweat due to nervousness. Her face gradually turned pale, and she couldn't help but stop her hands and move.

Resist with all your strength.

Jiang Dali suddenly reached out, grabbed Wang Yuyan's shoulder with his big hand and threw her back.

Wang Yuyan screamed "Ah" and flew backwards like a cloud.

Almost at the same time, she only heard "Brother Jiang, be careful!"

The next moment, a low whistling sound like a dragon's roar resounded, and her pupils could see the rain all over the sky, suddenly appearing like stars, covering the sky and overwhelming Jiang Dali's burly figure.

She immediately understood what the famous "Rain-Covering Sword" was.

"Fortress Master!"

Wang Yuyan screamed nervously...

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Chapter completed!