"A trivial third-rate force, just because of a magic sword gate, they dare to come here to go wild, go and have a look with me."

Yang Fan has seen a lot of such fragments, now it's his turn, and he immediately became interested.

At this time, outside the Shenjianmen city wall, a group of guards surrounded a young man dressed in white. Behind these people, there is an old man floating in the air with his hands behind his back, giving people a feeling of loneliness as a master.

On the city wall, a group of disciples of the Divine Sword Gate held weapons to confront these people, but among this group of people, there were also a few people from the outer sect wearing other costumes.

"I said Red Dust Song, which point of me didn't you look at? For someone with a deep background like me, there are probably not many in the entire Eastern Desolate Continent."

The white-robed elder brother looked condescendingly at the woman in the red dress on the wall. The woman was Jian Xiu's daughter Hong Chen Ge.

"Zhang Zhen, stop kidding, I don't want to look at someone like you."

The white-clothed boy named Zhang Zhen sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Sure enough, can you hand over Su Yunlan?"

Hong Chen Ge looked at the beautiful woman on the side and frowned.

"Taiyi sent to my Jianmen for generations, and it is impossible for me to hand over Junior Sister Yun Lan."

"Huh, Hong Chen Ge, your swordsman really doesn't know good or bad. It's fine if you don't put my Tianwu Sect in your eyes, and you don't even put the magic sword in your eyes."

Zhang Zhen changed suddenly, suddenly shouted, then turned around and bowed to the old man behind him.

"Elder Tong, since the Divine Sword Sect does not give the Divine Sword so much, please take action to destroy the Sword Sect."

The old man is Tong Zheng, the descendant of the handyman disciple Tong Chengyu who survived the Divine Sword Gate, and is now the core elder of the Divine Sword Gate, who can destroy the entire Divine Sword Gate in an instant as long as he wishes.

Hearing this, Tong Zheng frowned, because the sect master had stipulated that he could not destroy the Divine Sword Sect. The reason was not very clear, so he fell into entanglement.

"Elder Tong, I heard that there is a technique left by their ancestors in Jianmen, called Dugu Jiujian. It is said that this technique can crack all the techniques in the world."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhen didn't go on, he believed that Tong Zheng knew this exercise and what choice he would make.

"In that case, the old man..."

But before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed across the sky, and the golden light fell on the city wall. When the golden light dissipated, the Divine Sword Gate high-level headed by Yang Fan first.

"I have seen Patriarch and two heads, elders!"

A few people just appeared, and all the disciples saluted one after another, very neatly and uniformly, as if they had been rehearsed beforehand.

The group of Tai Yi Pai was dumbfounded, what ancestor, when did Jianmen have such a young ancestor.

Zhang Zhen's face was a little unsightly, his brows frowned slightly, he just heard these people say Patriarch, when did the Divine Sword Gate have a Patriarch.

"Is it them?"

When Yang Fan saw Zhang Zhen and Tong Zheng, his face was plain, said.

"Master Hui, they are exactly them. The one in white clothes is Tian Wuzong Shao advocate shaking, and the other is the elder of the Sacred Sword Gate, who is very powerful."

Yang Fan looked at it, although his eyes were dull, but they made them feel the envelope of death, as if they would die at any time.

"Ge...Who is your excellency?"

Tong Zheng only felt that his whole body was wrapped in a cold air, and his voice trembled.

"Their ancestor."

Yang Fan did not evade the slightest, and said directly.

"Patriarch? What do you mean? I have never heard of a patriarch in Jianmen. Who are you?"

Tong Zheng's heart became more and more disturbed.

"Don't worry about this, if you ask who I am, then I will ask you a question first."

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"Generally speaking, what is the origin of the founder of a sect?"

It's impossible to hide the news of his return, so Yang Fan didn't care about revealing his identity.

"Master Patriarch."

Tong Zheng said without even thinking about it.

"Very good. Then the question comes again, what should you call a person one generation lower than the ancestor?"

"Of course it's Patriarch."

This time Tong Zheng said it almost without hesitation, but after speaking, his face suddenly froze.

"You mean...you are a disciple of Jian Wudi!!!"

"Don't you think it's impolite to call my master's name directly?"

An invisible force acted on Bi Tongzheng, crushing him to the ground, his kneecap was also smashed by this force, and severe pain came, but he was holding it back.

"Senior forgive me!!!"

Tong Zheng knocked his head like garlic, and Zhang Zhen on the side was dumbfounded, everything came too fast.

"Are you in a very high position in the magic sword gate?"

Yang Fan came to him, put a hand on his shoulder, scared Tongzhen to think that Yang Fan was going to kill himself, and a stenchy yellow liquid suddenly flowed out of his lower body.

"Yes……"

"That's good, you don't need to die."

Said Yang Fan pulled him up, and the humans and animals on his face were harmless.

"Thank you senior!"

Even if he heard that he didn't have to die, Tong Zheng's body still trembled.

"but……"

These two words made Tong Zheng's body tighten again.

"Since your Divine Sword Sect likes to arrange undercover in the Divine Sword Sect, from now on you will be my Divine Sword Sect's undercover in the Divine Sword Sect."

"I?"

Tong Zheng pointed at himself, a little in disbelief. What's the joke? He was a dignified core elder of the swordsman door, and he was actually named undercover in the blink of an eye.

"you are not willing?"

Yang Fan's tone changed, and his face became gloomy.

"I do!"

"Well, if that's the case, then open up your heart."

Tong Zheng's face became extremely pale, knowing what would happen when he opened his heart.

"Jianxiu, you are now the current head, then you are the biggest here, enslaved his soul."

"Thank you Patriarch!"

Jian Xiu was overjoyed, and hurriedly discovered his spiritual knowledge, linked Tong Zheng's mind, and laid down his subconscious loyalty to the sword gate and his own in front. Generally speaking, soul slavery is very similar to other gods. After being recruited, they will be loyal to someone from the bottom of their hearts.

"Nothing happened today. After returning to the Sacred Sword Gate, everything is business as usual, and the news must be communicated secretly in time to prepare for the destruction of the Sacred Sword Gate."

"Follow the decree of the patriarch!"

Tong Zheng gave a respectful salute, he knew very well that from now on, he couldn't help himself. In this case, he would completely become a running dog of the Excalibur Gate.

"Then you should know what to do next?"

Yang Fan reminded intentionally.

"Know, Patriarch, leave this to me."

After speaking, Tong Zheng glanced at Zhang Zhen's group who was stunned by the fool.

"No, protect the young master!"

A guard noticed Tong Zheng's killing intent and hurriedly shouted, but then his head fell to the ground, and the innocent figure had appeared behind him.

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