The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Yan Nantian.

This was a name that once shocked the entire Ming Dynasty.

There are countless legends about him.

There is absolutely no one in the world who has ears who has not heard of Yan Nantian's name, and there is absolutely no one who has eyes in the world who does not want to take a look at Yan Nantian's peerless style.

Just because Yan Nantian was once recognized as the most powerful sword of the Ming Dynasty.

Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

Most people in the world are unruly and unwilling to admit defeat. They fight over and over again, just for the sake of fame, right?

But Yan Nantian was able to become the world's recognized and unquestionable number one in the world.

One can imagine how amazing his martial arts skills are.

According to legend, Yan Nantian's sword can not only take the leader's head among millions of armies, but can also split a hair into two. Its sword energy can even be swung ten feet away and kill enemies from a hundred steps away!

Even a piece of scrap metal in his hands can become a magic weapon that can cut iron like mud.

But I don’t know since when, this once famous hero suddenly disappeared.

So far, it has been nearly ten years, and I have not heard any news about him in the world.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that Yan Nantian, the once famous and powerful hero in the world, would now be reduced to a slave under Wei Wuya!

As the saying goes, a person's name is like the shadow of a tree.

Although Yan Nantian has been silent for ten years, his reputation remains the same as before.

Even in Yihua Palace, which is far away from the world, there are still legends about this heroic hero circulating.

At this moment, all the disciples in Yihua Palace were looking at the big man in ragged clothes, their eyes full of curiosity, and there was a burst of whispers.

"Yan Nantian! ?"

"This weirdo is the hero Yan Nantian! ?"

"Impossible. I heard that Yan Nantian is a very great hero. How could he become the lackey of a person like Wei Wuya?"

"Humph, no matter how powerful Yan Nantian is, he was beaten so hard by my young master that he couldn't even fight back? Let me tell you, the young master is number one in the world!"

On the other side.

After Yan Nantian's identity was exposed, Wei Wuya's face became extremely ugly, and he subconsciously clenched the bone flute in his hand.

"Damn it!"

"How could this happen? The dignified Yan Nantian couldn't beat a brat like this!"

Wei Wuya cursed fiercely and looked at Yan Nantian with resentful eyes.

But for some reason, looking at that sallow but still majestic face, Wei Wuya felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

At the beginning, he paid After paying a huge price, he exchanged Yan Nantian from the hands of the evil people in the Valley of the Evil, who had become a living dead and unconscious.

Later, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to personally go to the Ten Thousand Poison Cave in Southern Xinjiang and spend many years learning to control Gu. Only then could he successfully drive Yan Nantian and make him the most powerful war slave under his command.

I thought that with Yan Nantian’s powerful combat power, coupled with the combat power of the twelve astrology, and the countless soldiers under his command, It can be said that the Ya dead soldiers are almost certain to take revenge on Yao Yue Lianxing this time.

But Wei Wuya never expected that this time he would almost completely destroy the entire army without even seeing Yao Yue Lianxing's face. In the hands of a young brat!

"No!"

"I can not be reconciled!!!"

Wei Wuya looked like he was crazy, his ugly triangular eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he was staring at Ji Changan in the distance, and he let out a low roar in his throat:

"I endured the humiliation, planned hard for many years, and even stayed in that ghost place of Ten Thousand Poison Cave for a long time, just to get my revenge today. How could I lose at the hands of a brat like you!"

After saying that, Wei Wuya's mother had a cold look and played the bone flute again.

However, this time the tone was more harsh than before. The weird tone was like the wail of a ghost, going straight into people's heads.

But it had already been Yan Nantian, who had recovered some memories, seemed to have fallen into madness again after hearing the sound of the bone flute, and let out waves of inhuman pain.

"No——"

"You can never control me again!!!"

However, Yan Nantian, who has been tortured for many years, is not the unparalleled hero he was back then.

The parasites in his body, stimulated by the sound of the flute, soon drove him completely crazy, and even a pair of tiger eyes All turned blood red

"Take the sword!"

Wei Wuya pulled out a long sword as black as ink from under the wheelchair and threw it to Yan Nantian with all his strength.

His ugly face was distorted and vicious, looking more and more ferocious. He looked like a hungry star waiting to choose someone to devour. Wolf, but there is a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, which looks creepy

"This time, leave no one alive, be sure to kill that kid for me!"

Yan Nantian took the sword numbly like a puppet, with a pair of cold tiger eyes full of bloodshot eyes, looking at Ji Changan.

Under the control of the Gu insect, the look of sorrow and anger on his face The invisibility has been eliminated.

Instead, it is as cold as a clay puppet.

But the murderous intent in those tiger eyes is enough to chill anyone's heart.