And no matter how domineering Wu Wansheng is, he is still a swordsman after all.

As a sword cultivator, having your sword taken away by your enemy is such a shame!?

But no matter how angry Wu Wansheng was, Qin Yichen still had a smile on his face: "Brother Wansheng, let's do this. After I have practiced for a few years and mastered the avenue of ice, I will immediately defrost this sword and send it to you personally.

,how?"

After finishing the last two words, the smile on Qin Yichen's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of indifference that was colder than Dao Bing.

Under the gaze of those starry eyes, Wu Wansheng felt that not only his legs and feet, but also the divine blood all over his body were about to be frozen. Then, with just one finger, this evil spirit could shatter him into ice flowers all over the sky! "That's right.

.”

Qin Yichen glanced slightly, and at that moment, Hun Jie's demonic blood stagnated: "Qin seemed to have accidentally burned Brother Hun's lantern just now?"

"Brother Hunji, if you can trust Mr. Qin, you might as well take out the lantern and Mr. Qin will repair it for you!"

Shivering in silence?

Can I trust you?

I believe you, ghost! Hun Ji has no doubt that if he gave the soul-enchanting magic lantern to this evil spirit, he would probably have to keep his magic lantern to keep company with Wu Wansheng's divine sword! "Hahaha... How dare you trouble Qin

Hou?

I can just go back and find my father!"

After saying this, Hun Ji walked out without looking back! As for Wu Wansheng?

He and Wu Wansheng are not familiar with each other! Don’t even forget that he is the son of the Demon Lord, and Wu Wansheng is the son of the God Lord! If it weren’t for the tens of thousands of treasures from the same clan, if the two had not shared common interests and enemies, how could he have joined forces with Wu Wansheng?

Come?

"Young Master Hunji..." The Smiling God Emperor looked at Hunji's leaving figure, but he was still laughing. After stamping his feet fiercely, he almost begged: "Young Master Wansheng, why not... just listen to the Marquis of Qin?

Wait for the Marquis of Qin to practice for a few years and ask him to send it to you?"

Wu Wansheng's eyes glared angrily: "What did you say?

!”

The Smiling God Emperor covered his face. At this moment, he just wanted to die...because he didn't dare to strangle Wu Wansheng to death! Although the Smiling God Emperor came today, he wanted to see the monster clan's jokes.

But there is one thing he must admit.

What if your father hadn't been the Supreme Lord Wuji?

Do you think all you have left here today is your sword?

The Smiling God Emperor suppressed his anger and sent a message: "Sir, now this evil spirit has gained the truth and the upper hand. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, so why should he lower himself again and tangle with this evil spirit?

"

After Wu Wansheng's face became uncertain for a while, he looked at his divine sword that had turned into a popsicle with hatred and distress, and then said fiercely: "Remember it! One day, I will let you kneel down to wield this sword.

Give it to me!"

"snort!"

Wu Wansheng threw up his sleeves and left. As soon as he left, he felt the chill of his divine sword dissipate.

Wu Wansheng stopped immediately and was about to turn his head when he heard Qin Yichen's voice of regret coming from the Taoist Hall: "It still doesn't work. I thawed hastily and it actually froze deeper."

Wu Wansheng's mouth twitched, and his heart felt cold. His divine sword turned into a popsicle again! "Little bastard, I have it for you!"

In the Silver Mane Taoist Hall, Qin Yichen looked at the divine sword with melted ice in his hand and couldn't help but admire: "What a sword!"

It is indeed a good sword! How could the sword of the son of a dignified god be so bad?

Afterwards, Qin Yichen looked at Wu Ming, who shook his head and said with a smile, "It's enough for me to have Wu Ming."

However, although the demon kings nearby were very jealous of this divine sword, they were more worried.

Withdrawn the sword given to his son by the Supreme Lord Wuji?

Didn’t the Marquis of Qin consider the consequences?

However, Qin Yichen didn't pay attention to those worried eyes.

Looking for revenge against him, do you think that if you fail to get revenge, you will be beaten and everything will be fine?

How can it be so cheap! Ziyun said fiercely from the side: "If he hadn't had a good father, his life would have stayed here!"

However, at this moment, the silver-maned ancestor had a sad face and sighed. Ziyun saw this and couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong, ancestor, are you also afraid that this sword will be hot to your hands?"

"Your ancestors are watching over you. If you keep doing this, it won't work no matter how much my boss talks to you!"

The ancestor of Silver Mane shook his head: "It's not about this sword, but..." "I suddenly realized that I can't protect you at all."

At that moment, the Silver Mane Ancestor seemed much older.

Although he is the peak demon emperor, so what?

Not to mention protecting these talented people who are proud of his demon clan, even he himself was pointed at the nose and scolded by a junior from the god clan! "Ancestor..." Qin Yichen was startled, but saw the silver-maned ancestor suddenly laughed.

: "Don't worry, I'm thinking wisely. I'm not afraid of those two brats, I just can't beat their father..." Qin Yichen's starry eyes flickered, confirming that the Silver Mane Ancestor was just in a bad mood, and it did not affect the laws of Shinto and his Taoist heart.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should we do?"

Ziyun was also a little worried.

He must admit that what the Silver Mane Ancestor said makes sense. They can still deal with Wu Wansheng today, but if the precious sons of other gods and demon lords are attracted to avenge his fiancée... Suddenly, the Silver Mane Ancestor gritted his teeth and said: "

I can’t protect you, but there are big demons in my demon clan who can protect you!”

While speaking, the Silver Mane Ancestor took out the token and quickly instilled divine power, praying non-stop: "Brother Li, please don't go into seclusion!"

"If you go into seclusion, you will have to collect the corpses of the dozens of geniuses of our demon clan..." The ancestor of Silvermane had to worry, because he knew very well that this time was a so-called personal revenge, and next, it was business.

It’s official! At the same time, Star Space.

On a divine ship, the sound of broken treasures was heard in the luxurious cabin. The Smiling God Emperor stood at the bow of the ship, shook his head helplessly, and then took out the communication token.

In less than a moment, the phantom of Saint Cang Tianjun appeared.

"Xiaomian, how's everything going?"

Holy Lord Cang Tianjun looked proud of his success. Did he give face to the Silver Mane Ancestor?

No problem! But he has no control over whether the Wuji Divine Sovereign and the Soul-Educing Demon Lord are willing to give it! However, the Smiling God Emperor looked frustrated: "Your Majesty, there was an accident, and those monsters... are not dead."

"What?

!”

Sheng Cang Tianjun couldn't sit still at that time! A few days ago, Wuji Divine Lord and Soul-Enchanting Demon Lord promised him that after the matter was completed, he would also be able to get a lot of the treasures of the gods and demons! Moreover, the two Heavenly Lords,

But they sent their heirs to come forward in person! Are Wu Wansheng and Hun Ji useless?

!Sheng Cang Tianjun really wanted to say this, but when the words came to his lips, he still held back: "Master Wansheng, where are you now?"

The Smiling God Emperor was helpless: "In the divine ship, my subordinates are escorting the young master."

Sheng Cang Tianjun opened his mouth and suddenly became concerned: "Fortunately, it's fine that nothing happened to Mr. Wansheng."
Chapter completed!