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Chaoyi city is very small, with a population of only tens of thousands.

This is Wen Yuqing's first impression.

When the ministers of the desert Dynasty heard the news that the goddess and the princess had come, the guards they sent out also came back here.

In the Imperial City, the man in the Dragon Robe also arrived in secret.

Many young monks also came here. For a time, this small city residence gathered the focus of most of Zhongzhou.

In the inn.

Yang Mingxin, the son of the prime minister, strode out.

As the son of the Prime Minister of the desert Dynasty, he has the necessity and responsibility to ensure the safety of the goddess and the princess along the way.

For example, first throw out the person sitting under the green willow. In his opinion, that person is a hidden danger of safety.

"Brother Yang, his identity has not been investigated yet."

"Wait a little longer?" There is advice.

But for such advice, Yang Mingxin's answer is, even if Qingyang comes from Qingshan, what? No matter how big his identity is, can he be bigger than a goddess?

When Yang Mingxin came, he brought a group of strong men. Most of them were in the peak state of Tongtian. Without the God King, he couldn't adjust that realm.

In his opinion, the victory lies in the number of people. Even if Qingyang is so powerful, can he fight against ten with one?

"Get him out of here." Yang Mingxin looks cold, standing on the edge of the lake.

More than a dozen strong men went straight in.

At this time, Qingyang, who was sitting in a sitting position, also felt the dangerous breath. He woke up from the state of practice and leaned slightly to see more than ten strong men coming towards him.

The momentum is very cold, eyes in the undisguised killing intention.

Later, he saw Yang Mingxin on the lakeside, and immediately understood everything. He was really quick!

Qingyang gets up and hunts in his clothes. His black eyes are shining like a sharp blade. Looking at a group of people in front of him, he slowly pulls out the gray long sword.

A few years ago, after leaving the land of Shenzhou, he returned to zhanzhou in the South and pulled out the sword from the depths of the deserted mountains.

The sword has a very nice name, called the kiss of death.

The kiss of death is the sword of Qingtian white guard. When the last generation of white guard fell, the kiss of death was naturally his.

He did not know the level of the sword, only knew that it would be the sword he would guard for his whole life.

Hum!

More than a dozen strong men rushed over. Some drew swords, some clasped fists, and others used their skills. All kinds of powerful attacks rumbled down.

Qingyang raised his head, opened his eyes, and killed him in front of him. A gray sword awn flew across the sky and quickly enlarged. The mighty sword idea drowned here.

At that moment, from his brow emerged a touch of cold light, that is Yin and Yang eyes.

Yin Yang eye is a pair, one Yin and one Yang. Yin eye cultivates the power of death, while Yang eye cultivates the power of life. The combination of yin and Yang, the flying dragon and Phoenix, and the coexistence of two poles are the real Yin and Yang eyes.

But even if only one eye, it is not ordinary people can resist.

What he got was the Yin eye, and the power of death was naturally cultivated.

For a short moment, the black power of death flashed away, confused in the thick sword meaning.

Click!

The attack of more than ten strong men was smashed at the first time.

All of a sudden, they raised their heads and showed a startled look. Unbelievable, incredible

More than a dozen strong men at the top of the sky hit a strong man at the same level, and they were crushed by his sword.

The sword is still falling.

Even at that moment, the power of death penetrated down, and more than a dozen strong men looked at each other and their pupils shrank.

What kind of power is that?

It's weird.

It's very cold. It's in a flash.

Oh, No.

The power of death began to break out, just like the ancient beast, eating their life power constantly in their bodies.

The sea of gas is under pressure.

Pooh!

The sword fell down and cut into their bodies. The red blood flew with the butterflies, like a red rain falling down and dyed the lake red.

Then, the strong smell of blood came out with the breeze.

Some people screamed and exclaimed. Facing the young swordsman, it was like facing a god of death. They could not resist at all.

The onlookers froze.

Yang Mingxin's eyes were wide and his face was incredible.

Qingyang no longer pays attention to them and turns to Lvliu.

The strong escaped, pale, still coughing up blood in the corners of their mouths, their bodies trembled, and the power of death was still there, which could not be dispelled.

"What is that?" In the dark, the strong can't help speaking.

"Like an eye?""What's his name?"

"It's said that his name is Qingyang. Not long ago, he cut off one arm of Yang's children, but he never left."

He looks no more than 289, which is also the peak of the sky, and the sea is flat, but his sword sense is too terrible, vast, like a boundless starry sky.

What's more, there is an eye between the eyebrows, which just broke the attack of more than ten strong men of the same rank.

It's terrible.

In the land of Zhongzhou, it is not that no one has ever repaired such eyes, but there will never be such a powerful person in front of you.

Smart eye? Sky eye? Or God's eye?

Countless hidden in the dark strong are silent, even the old Prime Minister.

Can the person who can cultivate such an eye be a simple person? Who believes that there is no background?

"Did you find it?"

"It's still under investigation. His origin is very mysterious. It seems that he appears out of thin air."

"Qingyang..." Many people remember these two words.

At this time, on the top of the highest tower in Chaoyi City, a middle-aged man in a Dragon Robe narrowed his sight slightly. Half an hour ago, he came here and saw the scene under the green willows.

He was shocked and happy to see such pictures.

But there is one thing he has to do.

The goddess and princess are about to arrive, and the only one that can attract the goddess in Chaoyi city is the green willow. Therefore, he must spare no effort to let the young sword Xiu named Qingyang leave here.

After half a ring, he looked at a middle-aged man behind him. The man's face was flat, his eyes were a little scattered, and his eyebrows were very thick. He was dressed in the court's bodyguard's clothes, which made him look dignified and serious.

However, the dress was obviously different from that of the ordinary bodyguards. Although they were all gray, his body was trimmed with Phnom Penh.

There is a knife hanging on the waist. It has never been scabbard, but the sharp meaning can be detected.

The man met the idea, nodded, held the handle in his hand, and jumped away.

A few minutes later, he came to the lake, but he did not directly break in, but chose to wait by the lake.

Many strong men hiding in the dark, when they saw his coming, they all showed their astonishment.

There were only five people in the desert Dynasty, and their lowest level was in the realm of God King.

There is a saying in the imperial court that when you see the five bodyguards, don't panic, don't

This means that the man in the Dragon Robe is also nearby. Moreover, he comes in secret. He likes to keep a low profile.