"Give it to me!" Ling Yun's figure had just appeared when he heard this low voice.

Following the end of his speech, Ling Yun only saw a blur before his eyes. A human figure flashed into the circle, extended his hand and took the metal piece from the hands of a young man.

"Put it down!"

"What for?"

"How dare you!"

"Bastard!"

While shouting, one of the nine long swords and one of the golden blade attacked towards that figure.

"Heroic guest", "iron order", "Xie Yanke", these words all popped up in Ling Yun's mind, and he roughly understood what was going on.

"Could it be that the peddler is a 'bastard'?" Ling Yun suddenly thought. Then he nodded and said to himself, "It must be. The man and woman who used the black and white swords must be Shi Qing and Min Rou. The man who used the golden knife must be An Feng-tian. And the other seven people wearing white robes and wielding swords were definitely the Snow Mountain Sect disciples. As for the last person to snatch the Profound Iron Token from us, he is dressed in green robes and has a short beard. He seems to be around fifty years old, and his appearance is thin and thin.

How did he get involved in the fight for the Xuan Iron Token all of a sudden? He didn't know if it was good or bad. However, with his small physique, there weren't many people on the scene that could be beaten up by him. Even the Snow Mountain Sect disciples were the same.

Ling Yun subconsciously took a few steps back, indicating that he had no intention to fight for the Mysterious Iron Token.

However, he soon discovered that something was amiss. Because he was only about two hundred feet away from them, yet they acted as if they never noticed him and didn't even look at him. It would have been nice if it had been one or two, but it wasn't normal for everyone.

"It's just a few pieces of wood blocking the way, is there really a need?" Ling Yun became suspicious, and asked in his mind: "Little Qian, what's going on?"

"Brother Ling, in order to prevent you from changing the main thread of 'Heroic Voyager', you are currently in a concealed state." Little Qian replied.

"Oh, I understand. Even though a big change isn't possible, a small change is still possible." Ling Yun nodded.

"That's only natural," Little Qian nodded. "As long as you enter the Wuxia civilization, you will inevitably cause changes to part of the process. As long as the main thread is not affected, it's fine."

"Mn, understood," Ling Yun looked over again, and saw Xie Yan sweeping down a Snow Mountain Sect female disciple, and pulling the little pussy, walking into the small alley in front. He disappeared. And the woman was, without a doubt, extremely beautiful.

Seeing that, Ling Yun followed suit.

Xie Yan Ying moved quickly, and when Ling Yun saw him again, he saw him sitting in the palanquin, snatching Shi Qing and his wife's black and white swords, and leaving.

Ling Yun followed him again, and not long after, he heard Xie Yanke questioning the little fella about the location of the Mysterious Iron Token. Seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head. How could Shi Potian know anything useful?

"Little Qian, what cultivation level is Xie Yan Ke at?" Ling Yun asked in his mind.

"Xie Yanke is one of the top martial arts experts in the world of wuxia. His cultivation is only at the early stage of the wooden sword art world. He doesn't have many opponents like him in the world of 'Heroic Heroes'." Little Qian replied.

"Early stage of the wooden sword, in other words, early period of Heaven Level." Ling Yun frowned and thought, Xie Yan Ke's strength was not bad, at least amongst all the people he had met, even Long Yuning who had late period of Earth Level was not his opponent.

After a long while, when Ling Yun looked again, he saw a red haired old man fighting against the three of them. From what they said about the Chief of the Longevity Sect and the short elder of the Changle Gang, the old man was undoubtedly the Great Sad Elder.

Ling Yun took a look, all four of them were heavy sword ranked experts, but the sad old man was in the late stage of the heavy sword while the other three were in the late stage, with two being in the middle stage.

With regards to their wonderful fight, Ling Yun had no interest in watching it, because the outcome was already decided. But Ling Yun kept all of their ingenious moves in mind. Of course, this so-called ingenuity was only for a rookie like Ling Yun. If it was just a Heaven Level Master, one would feel that their moves were full of loopholes.

Finally, the poor old man was killed by the Lord of the Rice Fragrance. After the young man took out the clay man from the sad old man, the smoking man left.

Ling Yun also no longer had the interest to follow along, because he knew that Xie Yanke had definitely brought Little Fu to the Heavenly Cliff. However, what happened next would follow along with the development of the story. It would be meaningless for him to continue chasing, and there would also be the danger of him being discovered.

When they reached a place with no one around, Ling Yun removed the concealment on his body. Taking a big step forward, he met two axmen. After asking around, Ling Yun headed towards the town.

What Ling Yun did not know was that after he left, Xie Yan Ke suddenly turned his head towards the direction he left in, because Xie Yan Ke suddenly realised that the feeling of being watched had disappeared. After a long time, he didn't appear again. Xie Yan shook his head and walked towards the Heavenly Cliff.

Ling Yun pondered as he walked: I am currently at the level of middle period of Profound Level, in this Wuxia world, I am equivalent to the middle stage of Soft Sword. However, after travelling for less than an hour, he had encountered no less than ten Soft Sword level experts. As expected, the world of the martial artists was truly like a crouching tiger and hidden dragon to him.

"Stop right there. I'm the one who opened this mountain, and planted this tree. If you want to live the rest of your life, leave behind the money to buy your way!" Just as Ling Yun was walking, two people suddenly jumped down from the hillside, one in front and one behind him, blocking his path. The person blocking Ling Yun said to Ling Yun: "We brothers have always kept our promises, as long as you hand over half of your belongings, we will let you go. If not, then prepare to loosen up your muscles and bones. "

Seeing the two of them, Ling Yun could not help but laugh. Not long after he had arrived in the world of wuxia, he had encountered the legendary robbers. Moreover, from the aura they were emitting, they only appeared to have just stepped into the sword-type. You want to rob me with such little strength? He was too naive. Oh, no, he was simply too impatient from living.

"Are you sure?" Ling Yun asked with a strange smile on his face.

"Cut the crap, hurry up and hand it over!" The bandit shouted impatiently. In fact, when he saw Ling Yun's strange smile, he also felt a bit of goosebumps. But after thinking about how he was a bandit, his courage grew.

"Alright, since you want to die so much, I'll grant you that wish." Ling Yun's face changed, and instantly attacked the two of them.

"Bam!" The two were sent flying, but fell to the ground at the same time.

"Oh my god, run!" Who would have thought that when the two thieves crawled back up, they did not attack Ling Yun, but instead turned and ran.

Shaking his head, Ling Yun was not in the mood to chase down the two bandits and continued on his way. This was also because Ling Yun saw that they did not seem to be extremely ferocious. Otherwise, they would have already lost their lives, how would they even have the chance to escape?

After taking care of these two blind bandits, Ling Yun didn't run into any thieves along the way, and just went along the wind and went to the town.