He was once the first rank of the dynasty, but now he is reduced to a soldier at the top of the city. Not everyone can accept this gap, not to mention that the Lin family offended the second prince, who is the current empress dowager. One can only imagine the future.
How sad.
When Lin Wan'er said this, she bit her lips and held on to the window lattice with one hand. She was shivering like a cicada. Suddenly, an arm that was not considered strong but extremely powerful was put on her shoulders, lifting her delicate and sexy body.
Close to the thick chest.
"Believe me, after the sword discussion conference, I will revive your family. There is no need to look at the face of the Dai Viet Dynasty. Let those second princes and the empress dowager go to hell!" Yuan Futu said, his tone was calm, but
It seemed extremely powerful, as if it had a powerful sound.
Lin Wan'er felt the warmth coming from the chest, and her delicate body trembled, but she did not dodge. Instead, she felt very safe, just like when she was facing a fourth-level spiritual beast. As long as Yuan Futu was there, even this useless veteran
Even if her cultivation reaches Hunyuan, she will feel that she has no worries.
"I have been practicing hard here for seven years. I finally became an inner disciple and entered the Baji Sword House. I just want to personally help the family regain its former glory. I appreciate your kindness." Lin Wan'er said with her head slightly lowered.
Yuan Futu smiled indifferently, "That's right, it's more appropriate for you to do this kind of thing, but I can still pave the way for you and help you clear the obstacles. Since Pound wants to be a stumbling block for you, I will help you get rid of him.
!”
"Are you really sure you can beat him?" Lin Wan'er still couldn't figure out where his confidence came from.
To be honest, Yuan Futu had no chance of winning against a strong man who had reached the realm of Dharma God and mastered the killing sword. However, with his weak body, he had killed a blind bear in the mountains that was as big as a thatched hut.
He also killed the fourth-level spiritual beast that had understood the spiritual flash. Even if he had no confidence, he firmly believed that he could create miracles with that determination.
"The bravery of an ordinary man can defeat a country." Yuan Futu said these eight words, simple but profound.
Lin Wan'er said softly: "Tomorrow I want to practice in seclusion. I must reach the realm of Dharma God before the sword discussion conference. Otherwise, I won't even be able to defeat that woman Qingxuan, let alone enter the Sword Tomb."
Yuan Futu nodded, "Now you are only half a step away from the realm of the Dharma God. With your talent and determination, you will definitely be able to break through. By then, I will also be able to find a way to defeat Pang De after training at the Tongtian Sword Tower.
!”
Lin Wan'er raised her head, looked at his face that was not handsome but had clear outlines, and said: "Then we have agreed that when we meet again, we must have the power to decide our destiny."
Yuan Futu laughed twice and said: "Of course, my fate is up to me and not God!"
Lin Wan'er pursed her lips, her expression finally softened a bit from the previous sad story, but she suddenly gave Yuan Futu a fierce look.
"Have you had enough hugs?"
"It's okay, I'm not tired!"
"This is my boudoir, please get out!"
"But you invited me in, and you're not going out!"
"Scoundrel!"
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The next day, the sky was clear and crisp, and the sunlight shone freely in the Jianzong. The coldness of the late winter seemed to have gradually receded, and a lot of the frost on the ground had melted.
Tongtian Sword Tower is located on Tongtian Peak, dozens of miles south of the main peak. From a distance, you can see a huge and ancient pagoda rising into the sky, surrounded by countless fine iron chains as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Hidden inside this mountain peak
It has a spiritual vein, so the vitality of heaven and earth here is much richer than other places. In addition, the effectiveness of hundreds of Yuan-gathering arrays hidden in the tower provides a steady stream of energy for the operation of the arrays in the Tongtian Sword Tower.
The power has not diminished at all after thousands of years.
However, behind the tower, there are many stone tablets erected, with the names of at least a hundred people engraved on them, presumably all of them were examiners who died in the sword tower in the past few years.
At this moment, there were hundreds of people standing in front of the sword tower, including Jian Twelve, Nangong Qiushui, Shen Wuyu, all major law enforcers and sword masters, not to mention the inner disciples.
When the news came out that Yuan Futu was going to enter the Tongtian Sword Tower, the entire Sword Sect was in a panic, and it immediately became the focus of public opinion. The battle with Pang De at the Sword Discussing Conference became even more interesting. If it were in the past, everyone would probably have absolute doubts about Yuan Futu's strength. After all, how could a person in the Hunyuan realm practice in the sword tower? However, it was confirmed that this guy killed a fourth-level spiritual beast alone, and After the news that Yuan Shenhai recovered from his injuries in just a few days, most people became suspicious, thinking that this elder must be hiding his strength or hiding an extraordinary spiritual treasure passed down by Elder Fang.
"Senior, why did the sect master agree to open a sword tower for him? Do you think he has the strength to challenge the formation?" Pang De's face was not very good, and he stood behind Shen Wuyu and asked in a low voice.
Shen Wuyu put his hands behind his back, his face as sinking as water, and said indifferently: "Are you afraid?"
Pound shook his head firmly, "Never, I was just wondering if he should have any reservations at the Sword Discussion Conference because he is a senator."
Shen Wuyu snorted coldly, "Everyone in the Sword Sect knows about this battle. Now that we are on the sword discussion stage, we'd better do our best. If we underestimate the enemy, we may be the loser."
Pang De was shocked. He didn't expect Elder Shen to say such things. He seemed to want to tell him that Yuan Futu was much stronger than he thought.
"Chaos Spiritual Treasure..." Shen Wuyu squinted his eyes, recalling the information brought back by Yuan Zang, and he could already guess some of the secrets of Yuan Futu's killing of the fourth-level spirit beast that night.
Yuan Futu stood in front of the sword tower with his hands on his hips, looking at the sealing formation engraved on the heavy door of the sword tower, and said confidently: "I will come out before the sword discussion conference."
Nangong Qiu Shui, who was standing beside him, sneered, "I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for that long. I'll give you some news in advance. It's not just about formations. Perhaps it's more appropriate to use the illusion of formations to describe it."
Yuan Futu asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Once you enter, you will understand that if you cannot move forward, do not force your way in, otherwise you will lose your life."
Although the words of this enchanting woman were harsh, they were still advice. Yuan Futu frowned, turned around and looked around, but Wan'er was nowhere to be seen.
Jian Twelve asked: "Didn't Wan'er come with you?"
"I asked her to go into seclusion. Please don't punish her, Master."
Jian Twelve smiled, "Since she is your sword attendant, I have no reason to punish her."
Yuan Futu nodded, his eyes returned to the gate of the sword tower, and he said solemnly: "I'm ready, please open the gate of the tower!"