However, at this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of the tombkeeper's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he felt like his bronze broadsword was blocking him, preventing him from moving forward even half an inch.
He was startled when he saw that the tip of the sword actually fell into one hand.
It was a fleshy, white and tender little hand that only belonged to a young child.
Compared with it, the thick and simple bronze broad sword seemed to be able to cut it off in minutes, or even crush it easily.
——The little hand couldn't even fully grasp the tip of the bronze broad sword. It just grabbed the tip of the converging lines, looking extremely casual.
However, it was such a small hand that easily stopped the tombkeeper's sword!
A deep look of shock flashed across the tombkeeper's eyes, and he looked at the owner of the hand.
It was a little boy wearing a white gold-woven brocade robe and with soft short hair. He looked to be no more than three or four years old, with delicate features and cute jade snow.
He has a chubby little face and big black grape-like eyes that are extremely pure.
However, when he looked over quietly, there seemed to be an undercurrent hidden in those calm, dark eyes.
The tombkeeper was stunned.
This is, this is...who?
He didn't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations from the other party, and he didn't seem to be a high-level practitioner.
Almost subconsciously, the tombkeeper quickly mobilized his spiritual power, trying to deal with the opponent with more forceful pressure, but was shocked to find that the bronze broad sword in his hand still could not move an inch!
At this moment, a ridiculous and horrifying emotion finally arose in his heart.
Before he could figure out the identity of this little boy, he already instinctively felt that the other person was an extremely dangerous existence!
The gravekeeper no longer hesitated and immediately drew his sword, but found that it was still useless.
The other end of the bronze broad sword was casually grasped by the little boy in his hand. It seemed that there was no effort at all, but he couldn't pull it out!
This scene also fell into the eyes of everyone present, and the huge palace fell into a strange dead silence.
I don't know who murmured: "Who is that...?"
This is the question swirling in everyone's mind at this moment.
Who is this little boy, and why does he suddenly appear here? And it seems that he is still helping Ye Xiyue?
"How did he come in? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"I don't know! Logically speaking, such a young child cannot be ignored! But before this, I really had no impression..."
"Did it originally exist here? It doesn't seem right. The reaction of the tomb guard was clearly shocked by his appearance..."
"Wait a minute, don't you think the smell of that little boy seems familiar?"
There were various discussions and speculations.
Xuechen narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Ye Heng and others.
After they saw the boy appear, they all breathed a sigh of relief, with joy in their eyes.
This is obviously acknowledgment.
So--
A conjecture suddenly appeared in Xue Chen's mind.
Click!
A crisp cracking sound was heard.
Everyone looked intently and were shocked to find that the tombkeeper's broad bronze sword had been broken in half by the little boy with his bare hands!
Countless people gasped - this kind of physical strength is too tyrannical!
The tombkeeper's anger surged, and then he suddenly thought of something, raised his head suddenly, and lost his voice: