Looking at the crowded ancient street in front of me, I started to think about my next move.

"It's over, it's over, we are dead now. We are like two 'old antiques' who have lived for countless thousands of years. If someone blows on us, they can blow us into the grave."

Lie Mingjing wailed with a mournful face.

"Old Lie, you are too cowardly. Our young master can seize the Stigma Leaves from those two 'old antiques'."

Zhou Nian said with a look of contempt.

"I was almost beaten to death!"

Lie Mingjing murmured in his heart.

Of course, he could only curse this in his heart, and given him a hundred courages, he would not dare to say such words in front of Su Chen.

"Don't worry, this is the ancient royal city. All force can only stand aside here. What this place fights for now is wisdom."

Although Su Chen was a little anxious in his heart, he still remained calm.

If it comes to fighting with force, these people will definitely not be the opponents of Gu Mietian and Mo Lingzi.

After all, he is an ‘old antique’ who has lived for countless thousands of years.

But Emperor Duanbian Sword left a legacy, and it was obvious that he was unwilling to put his life's hard work into the hands of someone like Gu Mietian.

Whether it is Gu Mietian or Mo Lingzi, they all have embarked on their own path of martial arts.

The inheritance of the Broken Blade Emperor!

For them, it's just the icing on the cake.
Chapter completed!