Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of Jianxian in this latest chapter!Behind Nie Yan, stood four young men in armor.

Both are his sons.

Unlike Nie Fuguang who died in the hands of Lin Beichen.

These four sons are all masters of martial arts.

He is also the four generals he trusts most.

"Father, now the attack on the temple is not over. Are you so optimistic about them?"

The fourth son couldn't help but wonder, and asked.

Shooting directly against the third junior college is a complete performance of the Wei Mingchen department.

Nie Yan looked back at the fourth son.

The turquoise stone gallbladder in his hand, silently turned, said lightly: "The Great Formation Master Lianshan is proficient in the Sixty-eighth Formation. The formations are as good as the first division of Qiancaoxing Province. The rumors have entered Thinking of the realm of bursts, ha ha ha..."

Speaking of which, Nie Yan smiled unclearly.

He continued: "Behind Mr. Lianshan, there is also the Qianjiaxing Provincial Guardian Family, a century-old family, with a deep heritage. The Wei Mingchen is a natural arrogance, entering the Baiyun City, entering the temple, the weather has become, many people say he , Will be the second guardian, but in my opinion, his ambition is not just the prime minister..."

"The Thousand-grass Guardian's vein is now cooking like a fire, and it is flourishing, there are talents, family ties, and wealth..."

"Such forces, with bright prospects, are indeed allowing countless large and small sects, scattered and strong men, unsavory people, ambitions, and those who are lingering on the remnants of the former dynasty."

"But these people are anxious..."

"Some of them don't know, some don't know, there is a woman named Qin Lian Shen in Yunmeng Temple."

"Oh, back then, this woman was the one who really slaughtered God."

"All of Wei's possessions may not stop this woman's sword."

Nie Yan said here, turned around, stood in front of the window, and looked at the campus door in the distance.

There was fighting again.

A few unbelieving teachers and students rushed out and wanted theory, as if they wanted to rescue the bound person.

As a result, the head of the army was beaten, the head was broken, the tendons were broken, the roar was cursing and cursing, and half of the face was directly broken, the teeth were cut off, and they were tied up!

"Father, since Qin Lishen is so terrifying, why do we choose to stand in such an early time? In case the gods are attacked this time, the Weis lose?"

The fourth son asked again.

Of the four sons who are always with him, only the fourth son often asks questions. Sometimes even if they are asked too much, they are scolded and punished, but it is always difficult to change their "bad habits".

"Because behind Wei's, standing

A god."

The green stone gallbladder sliding in Nie Yan's right hand stopped, literally.

A startled expression appeared on the fourth child's face.

All of a sudden, he heard something beyond his father's words.

But he still thought about it very seriously, and said: "But didn't Qin Lian God have slaughtered God?"

After finishing this sentence, he was ready to be beaten.

Every time his father was annoyed, he would beat him directly.

But what surprised him was that this time, his father did not shoot.

Instead, he said lightly: "Accurately speaking, it used to kill the god."

The implication does not mean that there is now the power to kill the gods.

The fourth son frowned and continued to raise the bar: "Once the god was slaughtered, it means uncertainty. My Nie is one of the lords of the empire. He is strong and powerful, so why take the risk so early and bet on that chance? Why not wait ..."

Snapped!

Nie Yan turned around, grabbed his son and hit.

"Let you ask, let you ask, how come you have so many questions..."

"Oh, dad, stop, I know it's wrong, I'm wrong..."

There are two fathers and sons.

The other three sons next to him, as if they hadn't seen them, looked away.

After a while, the fourth son was beaten with a bruised face.

"Are you mistaken?"

"Baby knows wrong... But, dad, haven't you answered my question yet?"

I was wrong, but I didn't change it, I still made it.

If Lin Beichen is here and sees this scene, he will definitely give a thumbs up to this guy who can be called leather in his skin.

Nie Yan did not shoot again.

The powerful Xinjin lord re-turned the turquoise bile in his hand and said: "You remember, sending charcoal in the snow is far easier to impress people than icing on the cake. Standing before the victory and defeat is called Conglong. After standing in line, it is called surrender."

The fourth son murmured and said: "I always feel that you have something to say."

Nie Yan smiled and said, "From today, you have a name."

"what?"

The fourth son was stunned.

The other three sons who were very calm next to them also showed extreme shock on their faces.

Nie's has such a strange rule.

Spread for hundreds of years.

The heirs under the door, if they are dudes, are given names by their mothers.

Although these dudes can enjoy Nie's asylum and enjoy a certain power position, they cannot enter the genealogy, and can only be regarded as entering the side tomb after death, and they have been abandoned early.

Such as Nie Fuguang who died in the hands of Lin Beichen.

The real heirs have no name, only the order of growth, and only the approval of the owner, will be given a name, which will be regarded as the core of the Nie family and considered to be the real bloodline.

In the contemporary Nie family, the heir of the family, the fourth son is the second person to be given a name.

Hearing his father's words, the fourth son was ashamed.

Is this a meal, do you give a sweet date?

This is more than sweet dates.

It's a sugar mountain.

"From now on, your name will be called Nie Moyan."

Nie Yan didn't look back, the tone was light and authentic.

In the eyes of the other three sons, there was a look of envy.

None of them have their own names yet.

This name...

The fourth forehead silently dropped a row of black lines.

"Yes, thank you father for your name."

Nie Moyan knelt quickly thanked.

At this time, there was another noise outside the window.

"Huh? Come and see."

Nie Yan was surprised and said.

The four sons walked together and looked towards the entrance of the Third Junior College.

But I saw a 16-year-old boy and three middle-aged men who looked like they were teaching in the Third Academy. They came from outside and quarreled with the Xinjinwei army at the school gate.

In just a few words, a conflict broke out directly.

This time, the army suffered a loss.

The strength of the three middle-aged people is beyond imagination, and there is no one enemy. They have rescued those bound teachings and students.

In particular, one of the middle-aged men with thick eyebrows and big eyes was full of anger, and his shot was like a thunder, and his fists were hard to regret the weapon.

Even the leader's battalion general Liu Sanyuan, the peak military martial artist Xiu Wei, was also crushed by this person with a fist, and flew more than ten meters, covered with blood, and could not stand up...

"Good guts, are these pariahs at the third junior college, is this a reaction?"

The sixth son was startled and angry.

"Father, let me clean up these pariahs."

The seventh son took the initiative to ask for help.

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