"Ao Taiwei and AO Taiyi really have enough capital."

Lin Yi smiled meaningfully.

Even ordinary people will not typeset at will. There must be a strict boundary between the elders and the younger generation. The other party is expensive as the royal family of the South China Sea, which is no exception.

In particular, Ao Taiwei, an old monster who has lived for many years, takes this more seriously.

As Lin Yi knows, the typesetting of the Royal Children of the South China Sea directly determines their position in the whole South China Sea. The higher the typesetting is, the higher the position is.

Too, it is the top of the South China Sea genealogy!

Theoretically, this word can only be enjoyed by AO Taiwei himself. The only exception is that the next person who takes over the South China Sea royal family will also be given the word Tai as an exception.

Ao Taiyi is the next king of the South China Sea appointed by him!

You know, this kind of successor is not as simple as saying, but from the moment he was born, he will throw in the top resources of the Nanhai royal family, day after day, year after year.

Just the cultivation resources they spend every day, ordinary grass-roots cultivators can't catch up with them even if they are poor all their lives.

Up to now, the resources that the South China Sea royal family threw on AO Taiyi have been completely astronomical. Such a huge sunk cost can't afford to lose even the whole South China Sea royal family.

Such a key figure, Ao Taiwei dares to send an undercover to the Jiange, and Shengsheng has become the senior brother of the Jiange under the eyes of the sword saint. The plan behind it is so thorough that it's chilling to think about it alone!

Ao Taiwei waved his hand indifferently: "take it in advance, and give it in advance. After living for so many years, if you can't figure out this basic truth, won't you live in vain?"

Lin Yi asked faintly, "since it has been hidden for so long, why don't you hide it for a while longer and wait until the matter is finalized?"

Ao Tai smiled: "it was the sword Saint Ye Qiyuan who asked him to remain anonymous before. Now ye Qiyuan is gone. Is there any need to remain anonymous?"

"Are you not afraid of the disciples of the sword Pavilion who were deceived by you to attack it?"

"Do you think this will make people angry? Hehe, young man, you still don't understand human nature."

Ao Taiwei's muddy eyes were a little more ironic, pointing to a group of sword Pavilion disciples who were shocked: "now the sword pavilion has no owner, who is strong will be able to take charge of the sword Pavilion. My grandson showed the background of the royal family in the South China Sea. Do you guess whether it is a plus or minus item in their eyes?"

Plus points, of course.

The answer didn't need Lin Yi to think about it at all. It was directly written on the faces of a group of Jian Ge disciples.

Facing this familiar and strange senior brother in the field, many of them, although their expressions were complex, did not have much anger of being deceived.

In the final analysis, they certainly have a deep sense of belonging to the sword Pavilion, but because of Ye Qiyuan's acting style, they can't say how much affection they have for the previous generation of sword sage.

Now that the generation has changed, they just need to follow the next generation of swordsman.

As for whether the next generation of swordsman is Wang Linyi near the sea or AO Taiyi, a long hidden senior brother, is there any essential difference?

Especially if the latter is on the top, it means that the sword pavilion has been integrated with the royal family of the South China Sea since then, and its territory has expanded at least hundreds of times, which means great benefits to them.

Among them, the careerists are already palpitating.

In this case, don't mention risking to stand up and besiege Ao Taiyi. If you don't help him deal with Lin Yi together, everyone will be clear headed.

The princes in the game shouted: "no wonder I can't pee in the same pot with you. I turned out to be a sinister villain wearing a mask. Damn it, I'm still with you. It's really disgusting!"

While talking, the fist and sword attack became more and more fierce.

However, Ao Taiyi seemed to be in a precarious situation, but in fact he was able to cope with it with ease.

"Haven't you noticed yet? I've completely cracked all your moves since just now. Before solving a person, I have to thoroughly analyze everything about him. This is my little problem."

Ao Taiyi showed a conceited smile: "otherwise, with your little strength, you really think you can come and go with me? Do you deserve it?"

With every gesture, he changed the image of the gentle elder martial brother created in the past and showed his pride as the heir of the South China Sea.

"Analyze me? Then try it!"

The prince was furious, and his fists and swords were full of fire. For a time, the sword atmosphere was raging in the whole audience, and a group of sword Pavilion disciples retreated repeatedly.

After all, they are not like Lin Yi, who can easily take over the princes' fists and swords. If they don't have eyes on them, they will die.

"Poor frog at the bottom of the well."

With a tut Tut, Ao Tai suddenly drew five fire circles in his fiery sword, which actually sucked all the sword Qi of the princes into it, and there was no leakage.

The prince was stunned, and then he saw the five fire circles turn and appear behind him.

Before he could react, the fists and swords he had just released came out of the ring of fire, and all of them hit him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of explosion was heard all the time, and the prince was instantly miserable. If he hadn't been more or less resistant to his sword spirit, he would have been blown to the ground at this moment.

Rao is so. After the sword bombing, he was covered with bruises, covered in blood and flesh, and couldn't find a perfect place.

However, the princes still stood there, shaky, still trying to maintain their fists and swords, maintaining an offensive posture.

"A man."

Ao Taiyi glanced at Lin Yi with deep meaning, and said with sarcasm: "unfortunately, it's useless to be hard. If you are willing to block the knife for others, they may not like your cannon fodder. You are a cannon fodder life."

Obviously, he wanted to inspire Lin Yi to fight for the prince.

Although there is no intersection between Lin Yi and the princes, from the point of view of the sword tomb, they are far from agreeing with each other, at least in the view of the bystanders, the princes acted for Lin Yi.

It would be too chilling if Lin Yi didn't save his life and watched him die without acting for him.

This is Lin Yi's army.

But at this time, the Qi engine around Lin Yi had already been firmly locked by AO Taiwei. Whenever he made any change, the king of the South China Sea who looked at his age would instantly show his sharpest fangs, allowing him to have a good look at the benchmark of top-level combat power!

be in a dilemma.

"Tut Tut, it seems that you are really a miserable person, so I have pity on you. Now let me send you on the road."

Ao Taiyi sneered and handed out a sword, straight to the throat of the prince.

The value of the princes in his eyes is just to disgust Lin Yi. I really didn't think Lin Yi would be so easy to take the bait, but whoever makes things must have a heart of stone. If Lin Yi was really so easy to deal with, he wouldn't live today.