The master goes down the mountain, my senior sister spoils me too much

Only then did Ye Beichen notice what was behind Secretary Qian.

A middle-aged man stood.

Wu Zun's mid-term cultivation base.

He looked arrogantly at Ye Beichen coldly: "Ye Beichen, let me introduce myself first."

"Your name is Song Zhiyun, and you are here on behalf of the guardian family. You..."

Ye Beichen was too lazy to listen to this man's nonsense.

Looking directly at Secretary Qian: "Secretary Qian will bring anyone to me from now on."

Secretary Qian was shocked.

Song Zhiyun stopped halfway through his words, and looked at Ye Beichen angrily: "Ye Beichen, you are so brave!"

"I am here on behalf of the guardian family of Dragon Kingdom, how dare you ignore me like this?"

"it is good!"

"Great!!!"

Song Zhiyun's eyes were gloomy: "Since that's the case, I don't want to be courteous before fighting with you."

He directly took out a scroll similar to an imperial decree.

Spread it open and read: "Ye Beichen, killing countless martial arts practitioners indiscriminately is a crime!"

"Violation of martial arts rules, crime two!"

"Killing into the guardian family, crime three!"

"Despise the dignity of the guardian, sin four!"

"...Sin Five!"

……

"...Eighteen sins!"

Song Zhiyun read out Ye Beichen's eighteen indictments in one breath.

Unexpectedly, Ye Beichen didn't interrupt this time.

Stand there and listen!

Seeing that Ye Beichen didn't speak, Song Zhiyun thought he was frightened.

With a haughty smile on his face, "Ye Beichen, have you heard the eighteen pieces of evidence against me?"

"This is the criminal evidence listed by the guardians personally!"

"If you are sensible, immediately follow me to see the guardians."

He raised his eyebrows with a sinister smile: "Maybe, you still have a chance!"

Ye Beichen looked cold: "What are guardians, they can convict me?"

"you!!!"

Song Zhiyun was stunned, his eyes widened.

Like hell!

Ye Beichen actually said what a guardian is?

Fuck!

Guardians are things? ! ! !

Grass!

"The guardian is almost the most powerful existence in the Dragon Kingdom, and his status is comparable to that of the Dragon Lord."

Song Zhiyun almost shouted: "What do you mean a guardian!"

"What the fuck is your attitude?!!!"

Furious!

suddenly.

boom--!

A sound of thunder came.

Song Zhiyun's eyes blurred, and Ye Beichen appeared in front of him.

Raised his hand and grabbed his neck!

"what are you going to do?"

Song Zhiyun was shocked.

Ye Beichen's strength was terrifying, and a surge of blood burst out from his whole body.

A bloody dragon shadow burst out, Song Zhiyun was so shocked that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

A feeling of suffocation came!

The soles of his feet are off the ground!

Ye Beichen replied lightly: "Take your life!"

Pinch hard.

With a crisp click, Song Zhiyun's neck was crushed on the spot.

He couldn't believe it until he died, he just died like this!

Ye Beichen why?

"Long Shuai!"

Secretary Qian exclaimed, almost dumbfounded.

After more than ten seconds, Secretary Qian came to his senses and accepted the fact that Song Zhiyun was dead!

He swallowed a mouthful of foam: "Long Shuai, you... how could you kill Song Zhiyun?"

Scalp tingling!

My heart is going to burst!

Ye Beichen laughed: "Is there anything you can't kill?"

Secretary Qian was stunned: "He is the spokesperson of the Guardian."

"Hahaha!"

Ye Beichen smiled: "Secretary Qian, what about the guardian?"

"If they dare to trouble me, I will kill them together!"

"Even if they don't come, I will find those guardians sooner or later and kill them one by one!"

Sonorous and powerful!

Loudly!

Secretary Qian looked at Ye Beichen as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Ye Beichen looked at Secretary Qian: "By the way, I want to ask you one more thing."

"Ah? You... you said."

Secretary Qian's back was already drenched in sweat.

The shock in my heart can't be calmed down for a long time!

Ye Beichen said: "Near Longdu, is there any place where we can forge weapons?"

"Forging weapons?"

Secretary Qian looked puzzled: "Long Shuai, are you going to forge a weapon?"

"That's it."

Ye Beichen nodded.

Secretary Qian nodded repeatedly: "Yes, there is a sword mound 150 kilometers away from Longdu."

……

150 kilometers away from Longdu, Jianzhong.

Secretary Qian finally accepted the fact that Song Zhiyun was dead.

After making arrangements, he brought Ye Beichen outside the Sword Tomb.

A big mountain ahead has been hollowed out.

There is only one grotto left in place!

now.

It is already late autumn, and the temperature in the north is around 20 degrees.

But the temperature outside the Sword Tomb was as high as a terrifying forty degrees.

All kinds of swordsmiths came and went in a hurry, sweating profusely.

Secretary Qian called an old man, who seemed to be the person in charge of Jianzhong: "Fang Yezi, this is Shuai Long!"

"He came to Jianzhong, wanting to forge a handy weapon himself."

He looked at Ye Beichen again: "Shuai Long, this is Fang Yezi, who is the best swordsmith in the north."

Fang Yezi was a little hunchbacked.

My hands are full of calluses.

Because of being next to the sword casting furnace all year round, his old face was scorched.

There is a red layer of horny on the face.

"Long Shuai, what kind of sword do you want, just ask."

"The sword mound is forged and sent to you."

Fang Yezi glanced at Ye Beichen indifferently.

He didn't have any special attitude because of Ye Beichen's status as Long Shuai.

even.

There is such a trace of disdain!

There are too many martial arts practitioners who come to Jianzhong to seek swords.

Even the patriarch of the guardian family came here in person.

A mere Long Shuai is really not enough to look at.

If it wasn't for Secretary Qian, Fang Yezi wouldn't bother talking to Ye Beichen.

Ye Beichen shook his head: "I want to try it myself."

"Ha ha!"

Fang Yezi smiled disdainfully, and said bluntly, "Young man, forging a sword is no child's play."

"If you are only 3 minutes hot, where did you come from, where do you go back."

"Don't waste everyone's time, I'm busy, I don't have time to mess around with you!"

He is a little impatient.

Ye Beichen smiled: "What are you so arrogant about?"

"I want to forge swords. I use your place because I think highly of you."

"Do you think you're great?"

"Talk to me with this attitude again, regardless of whether you are the number one swordsmith in the north, die!"

Fang Yezi was stunned: "You...what did you say?"

He didn't expect Ye Beichen's temper to be so hot.

Any other martial artist, who would dare to talk to Fang Yezi like this?

Even members of the Guardian family asked him to forge swords!

suddenly.

boom--!

A terrifying coercion hit his face.

Like a tsunami!

thump!

Fang Yezi fell to his knees with a plop as if struck by lightning.

In an instant, countless swordsmiths looked over, their eyes were full of anger!

"Bold!"

"Asshole, do you dare to do this to Master Fang Yezi?"

"Grass! Do you know who Master Fang Yezi is?"

"Little brat, are you going to offend the entire northern martial arts world?"

"Don't you kneel down and apologize?"

Ye Beichen didn't bother to look at these people.

He raised his hand and slapped it out.

puff!

A blood mist erupted, and the dozen or so swordsmiths who scolded Ye Beichen were slapped to death by him.

Fang Yezi's old face was full of anger: "You!!!"

Take a deep breath: "Ye Beichen, I know you!"

"Your bad name has already spread all over the martial arts world, and your bad name is outside!"

"You rely on force to kill people, do you think the world will obey you?"

Ye Beichen looked at him coldly: "Okay, what you are most proud of is sword casting, right?"

"Let's compete in a game, one person forges a sword, and see whose sword quality is better in the end!"

Fang Yezi laughed crazily: "Hahahaha!"

"Good, good! Good!"

"It's been 40 years, and it's the first time someone wants to compete with the old man in making swords!"

"Ye Beichen, let's have a competition!"

Fang Yezi laughed grimly: "If you lose, I will kill you!"

"You dare?"

With the order of Long Shuai Ye Beichen, he will achieve his own prestige!

very good!

Very good!

Godsend opportunity!

Ye Beichen walked towards the sword mound: "Okay, then we will bet on our lives!"