As soon as this sentence was finished, everyone suddenly became quiet.

Even the remaining nine overlords became quiet in an instant, but none of them, everyone's blood boiled, and the cold green light in their eyes was as if they had seen a peerless beauty.

Sword Saint! That is a powerful man who existed in ancient times! Can he be his heir? Not to mention other people, even the nine overlords began to be moved. After all, they are old and have been staying on this step for a long time.

But Qin Yan, who was beside him, was not thinking about any heir.

But what is the intention of this man who claims to be the ancient sword saint?

"This inheritance is mine!"

Suddenly, I don’t know who called out, and a figure rushed out of the crowd.

"Don't think about the past!"

He was just a warrior who practiced alone, but he was only three stars of the king. When he rushed over, he was slapped by a overlord and then he was beaten into a ball of meat paste.

What a terrifying method! No matter who it is, he was shocked by the overlord's hand.

"Oh, if you say this, you might cause any storm in the Eastern Wilderness." The elder of Yunyan Holy Land shook his head helplessly.

"Elder, what should we do now?" Mo Keke asked.

"What else can I do? There are nine overlord-level warriors here. Even if we can barely rush up, it's probably a dead end." The elder of Yunyan Holy Land shook his head, "Koke, you go, the master is old and doesn't care about inheritance or anything else. You go and fight for our Yunyan Holy Land."

"oh."

Xing Tianya also stood up at the Xuanyue Holy Land beside her.

"Okay, since everyone seems to have been competing to obtain the inheritance of this senior, every force will choose one person. Guangming, come out!" A overlord pointed at Zhao Guangming.

"Okay!" Zhao Guangming jumped to the overlord and said, "Brother 3, I will be the last person to be inherited!"

"Okay, ambitious!"

Among those forces, none of them stood out from the strongest people among the younger generation.

Even Chengwu, Zhao Guangming, a man like a shemale, Meng Zhu and Mutian, both stood up. They were all younger generations who represented their own forces and entered the pagoda to strive for inheritance. According to the voice, these people were just growing up, and the oldest was only twenty-three years old.

"It's strange, where are Feng Ling and the others?" Feng Lou looked around but couldn't see Feng Ling and Feng Caichen.

"I'm not worried about this. What I care most about is why this sword saint limits the age of the heir?" Qin Yan frowned.

"Do you doubt what's inside? " Fenglou looked at Qin Yan.

"What else?" Qin Yan's face darkened and he said, "A warrior who is only thirty years old is still at the peak of martial arts practice, especially through continuous practice, breaking through one realm after another, and living longer. Do you think it will be so cheap for us?"

"You said just now that the thirty-year-old warrior is still the best time to practice martial arts. Perhaps the sword saint also liked this reason? You are thinking too much."

"Maybe." Qin Yan looked at Meng Zhu Mu Tian and Jia Jia.

"Qin Gui, let's go in together." Meng Zhu Mutian also saw Qin Yan's gaze and walked over with a smile.

"Hmph, just his strength is going to be dead." Zhao Guangming, who was standing next to the overlord, said disdainfully.

"Okay, don't say so much, hurry up and go in!" The overlord patted his back lightly and reminded him: "Be careful, be sure to determine the identity of this sword saint's inheritance, and then you will become the second Zhao Yutian in the future."

"I want to defeat my elder brother!" Zhao Guangming snorted and jumped into the pagoda first.

"We'll go, too!"

Several young generations of strong men jumped into the pagoda, and the nine overlords were too old and worried that what the sword saint said was true, so they could only stay here.

...

There were more than 70 people in total. After entering the pagoda, they saw a huge corpse with a broken head here.

"This is that lizard." Jia Jia asked Meng Zhumutian.

"Jia Jia, come with me." At this time, Zhao Guangming walked to Meng Zhu Mutian and said to Jia Jia affectionately: "Go up with me, I will protect you."

"No, I hate you." Jia Jia snorted.

"You..." Zhao Guangming's face suddenly sank to the valley and said in a low voice: "Jia Jia, you have to know that I am the person who is the most capable of obtaining the inheritance of the Sword Saint among these people. If I have obtained the inheritance of the Sword Saint, let alone you, the Mengzhu family, even ten, hundreds, thousands, I can destroy it."

"Sorry." At this time, a man walked up, grabbed Jia Jia's hand, and clenched it tightly, "You are not worthy yet."

Zhao Guangming was stunned and looked at the tightly clenched hands and suddenly arose anger.

Meng Zhu Mutian smiled gently and looked at the person holding Jia Jia's hand - Qin Yan, whom they called Qin Gui.

"Who are you?" Zhao Guangming looked up and down Qin Yan, and finally laughed: "Hahaha, it's just a warrior of the three-star Wuling warrior. Do you want to do the right thing with our Zhao family?"

"I had already met a year ago." Qin Yan's Muzi became extremely cold. After letting go of Jia Jia's hand, he walked to Zhao Guangming and said arrogantly: "I will come back sooner or later the account of Zhao's family."

"you……"

"Qin Gui, something is leaning over here!" Feng Lou patted Qin Yan's shoulder with one hand.

Meng Zhu Mutian was stunned and asked, "Does there be anything else besides this lizard coming out on the first floor?"

"That lizard is probably just a decoration. I'm afraid that what is really terrifying is those things." As he said that, Fenglou looked at the tight door on the left.

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, two strange voices sounded.

All the warriors held their breath and looked at the closed door, because no one knew what kind of terrible things were behind this door.

Bang!

The door didn't last long and was knocked open all of a sudden, and everyone took a deep breath.

"Oh my God! They're those monsters!"

Everyone saw the monsters surrounding the ancient temple! I didn’t expect that these monsters were still there!

"Kill them up! Be sure to kill them all!"

Zhao Guangming waved his hand and took the lead in killing him as if he was the leader of these people.

With the first person, there will naturally be a second or even a third and fourth person rushing forward, but the highest skill of these people is the King of Five Stars, which is not as powerful as Zhao Guangming.

"Look at my Zhao family's forbidden technique! Unblock it!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Zhao Guangming, and his skills suddenly soared to the peak of the Eight Stars of the King.

"Hahaha, this is my real strength!" Zhao Guangming laughed.

Meng Zhu Mutian's face darkened, shook his head and took a step forward, but heard Jia Jia ask, "Brother Mu, do you want to forbidden arts too?"

Meng Zhu Mutian nodded and said, "Yes, since I have arrived here, there is no need to hide anymore."

After the words came, Meng Zhu Mutian also lit the green flute, and a momentum burst out like Zhao Guangming, and his strength continued to increase to the power of the Seven Stars of the King.

"Is this his true strength?" Feng Lou asked.

"No, in fact, Brother Mu only used the forbidden technique to barely improve his skills." Jia Jia shook his head and said, "This is the forbidden technique taught to us by Grandpa after we left Taiping Forest last time."

"So that's it." Qin Yan nodded.

"These monsters! You can't hurt them!" At this time, a warrior said. Suddenly, a monster had rushed to him, and a hand with flames pierced his chest.

"A terrible monster." Feng Lou shook his head.

"Be careful!" Jia Jia shouted.

Qin Yan quickly summoned the Black Ya Sword, and heard a sound of ping, and a hand with flames grabbed the sword edge of the Black Ya Sword. He saw the Black Ya Sword turn around, leave the hand, and kill it.

Pongpongpong.

The monster was as hard as divine iron. The Black Ya Sword was a magic weapon, and it could not even cut them down.

"Brother Qin, I know what these monsters are called." At this time, Xiao You jumped onto his shoulders and said to him.

"Do you know?" After Qin Yan forced the monster back, he took six steps back and turned his face to look at Xiao You.

Xiaoyou nodded and said, "Yes, in my inheritance memory, this monster is called the Flame Demon. It has a very hard body. Even a magic weapon is difficult to hurt them at all. But they all have one weakness, that is, the flames in the whole body. Once the flames in the whole body are extinguished, they are equivalent to the tiger losing its teeth and can destroy them."
Chapter completed!