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Chapter 1396 This is impossible!

Chapter 1396

Before the Sword Sect encountered Yu Qing Peak, it was the first Sword Sect in the East Wilderness, with a total of nine peaks.

They are Shenxiao, Chixiao, Qingxiao, Xuanxiao, Zixiao, Bixiao, Jinxiao, Taixiao and Danxiao. Yuqingfeng, one person and one sword, flattened the two peaks, and Taixiao and Danxiao were removed from the list for three thousand years.

Lai Jian Sect fell to the No. 1 Sword Sect in the Ancient Realm, and from now on, it will no longer be known as the holy land.

Among the seven peaks left now, Xuanxiao is mainly responsible for forging soldiers, and Bixiao is responsible for refining elixirs.

There is only five peaks, Chixiao, Jinxiao, Qingxiao, Zixiao, and the Shenxiao who is in charge of Yaoguang Sword Saint.

As the main peak, Chixiao has the strongest heritage. Since ancient times, the master of Chixiao's peak is the master of the Sword Sect. However, the other peaks have not given up on each other. They each have unique resources and will not be the only one who is the Chixiao Peak family.

Dominant.

The six saints who are falling down are all the supreme elders of each peak, and they have different inheritances. In addition to Shenxiao Peak, the other six peaks, including Xuanxiao and Bixiao, all saints have arrived. These formations are considered

The top is extremely huge.

"Juechen, I have seen all the Supreme Elders."

The old man in gray looked at the six saints and saluted quite respectfully.

If you have a family of saints in the ancient domain, you can be called the family of saints and exist as a top force.

Whether it is a family or a sect, no saint is always a rootless duck.

The sect foundation that everyone often talks about is, in addition to the long-standing inheritance of the sect, the most important thing is to reflect the number of saints.

Otherwise, no matter how much you make a sensation and inheritance forever, there will be no saint, and the so-called foundation is a joke.

The six saints seem to be no different from ordinary people, but if you look closely, you will see them.

You will find something very strange. You can clearly see the appearance of these people, but you can't clearly imprint your appearance in your mind.

They were shrouded in the Holy Light, spotless. They were clearly close to each other, but they felt very far apart.

But it has become extraordinary and completely washed away the ordinary aura of the body. This is the difference between humanity and holy path.

"Who will come first?"

One of the six people was an old man in red, with a smile on his face and spoke first.

"I'll put it first."

The gray-haired old man in a green robe looked at the people in front of him and said, "Old I am sitting in Bixiao Peak, you can just call me the Saint Lord of Bishui. Bixiao Peak mainly refines elixirs for the Sword Sect, but the alchemy and swordsmanship are not

Those who can become saints with alchemy will definitely have great strength in swordsmanship. Of course, they are definitely slightly inferior to other peaks. If you don’t want to, I won’t force you.”

Nearly a hundred people present, who are qualified to choose disciples by the saints. When they hear this, their eyes lit up.

This senior said a bit humble. Not to mention the inheritance of the sword art, he would definitely have enough resources for Bixiao Peak.

Especially when you become a saint of alchemy, as long as you learn some attainments, even if the swordsmanship is not as good as others in the future, your status will definitely be high or low.

The fool doesn't want to go!

Everyone looked nervous and breathed rapidly, and their eyes were straight at the Holy Lord of the Bright Water.

"Ye Qing, you can be willing to join me!"

The gray-haired old man did not hesitate. Obviously, he had a candidate in his heart. His eyes fell directly on Ye Qing next to Ye Ziyun.

"I?"

Ye Qing was a little confused. He really didn't expect that he would be selected by the Saint.

He just gave it a try, mainly with Ye Ziyun.

"It's you, no one among all of you, is more suitable to be my disciple than you." The Holy Lord of Bishui chuckled softly, "Your attainment in alchemy should be the highest among all the people present, please."

Ye Qing was ecstatic at first, but then he thought of something and said quickly: "Senior, I can give it to my cousin, and her accomplishments in alchemy are not low.

The bloodline of the Yaohua family has a natural advantage in refining elixirs. My cousin's bloodline is much stronger than mine."

Ye Ziyun's face turned dark. What was this guy thinking? He was selected by the saint and was actually shirking his responsibilities.

"There are advantages in the bloodline of the Snow Yaohua family?"

Zhao Yan looked at Ye Ziling on the side and asked, it was the first time he had heard of this.

"I don't know, but the bloodline of Xue Yaohua can control the power of ice thunder. People who can master the power of ice thunder are now very rare in the Divine Dragon Age, maybe it's related to this..." Ye Ziling thought for a while.

She left the Xue Yaohua family at the age of ten, and she really didn't know much about many things.

"She has her own luck. If you don't want to join me, I won't force you." The Holy Lord of Bishui laughed softly, not angry.

"Ye Qing, I dare not pay homage to the master!"

Ye Ziyun quickly scolded.

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "Disciple Ye Qing, pay homage to Master!"

"Hahaha, okay, come here!"

The Holy Lord of Bishui was obviously interested in Ye Qing for a long time, and laughed loudly and called him to his side.

"This guy, I'm so lucky!"

"What kind of luck..."

Xiahou Yun and the Huang family brothers showed a look of distortion and looked quite unhappy.

Obviously, in their opinion, they were many times stronger than Ye Qing. The Holy Lord of Bishui chose Ye Qing without choosing them, which was simply blind.

Immediately afterwards, the saint of Xuanxiao Peak stepped forward. Xuanxiao Peak mainly practiced spiritual patterns. In addition to forging weapons, he was also responsible for maintaining the sect formation and the arrangement of various weapons and armor resources.

This saint also chose someone who no one expected.

However, everyone didn't think too much about it. These two peaks are forging swords and the other is a pill. After all, they are not the true inheritance of swordsmanship.

"I am staying in Qingxiao Peak. You can call me the Saint Lord Qinglan. If I don't say much about Qingxiao Peak's swordsmanship, I will naturally understand it if I join my disciple."

As the old man in green spoke, some commotion gradually erupted in the crowd.

The highlight is here!

Everyone's eyes all fell on Lin Yun, Jiang Cheng, Ye Ziyun, Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng, Xiahou Yan and others.

The trial of the third level can be clearly seen that the strength of these people has left the others a lot.

It is not an existence at the same level at all. The saints choose disciples, and the most likely they are the few of them.

"Jiang Cheng, are you willing to join me!" Qinglan Shengjun, obviously someone had chosen him, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile.

"Didn't choose me?"

Xiahou Yan, Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng looked a little ugly in an instant.

They were determined to win the choice of disciples of the saints, and even deeper in their hearts, they looked down on other peaks. For example, Xiahou Yan, who thought that only the main peak Chixiao could barely catch his eyes.

Even so, he has to consider it.

He didn't think about the other peaks at all.

But he can refuse, you can't choose me, the two are different.

Xiahou Yan's mouth twitched, and Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng's faces were also quite ugly, which was really unacceptable.

"Of course I'm willing, disciple Jiang Cheng, pay homage to Master!"

Of course, Jiang Cheng had no reason to refuse. He took a step forward and saluted without being humble.

"I hope you will not insult Qingxiao Peak's reputation, nor will you insult the Jiang family's reputation." Qinglan Shengjun was very optimistic about Jiang Cheng and laughed softly, his eyes full of hope.

"Ye Ziling, you are willing to join me!"

The Zixiao Peak Purple Thunder Saint Lord stepped forward and looked at Ye Ziling and said.

He is serious and serious, but he is quite straightforward and has no nonsense.

"this……"

Xiahou Yan was stunned. Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng were also extremely ugly, and their eyes fell on Ye Ziling.

It would be fine if Qingxiaofeng chose Jiang Cheng before, but the other party was at least the leader of the Holy Ancient Family, but why is Ye Ziling?

The few people were angry and looked quite unhappy.

After a while, there were only two places left, namely Chi Xiao and Jin Xiao.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became strange, and eyes circulated on Lin Yun, Ye Ziyun, Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng and Xiahou Yan.

In other words, there must be two of these five people who cannot be taken to the saints.

"Why is there no one to choose Xiahou Yan?"

"Lin Yun has no one to choose, it's so strange..."

"Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng and Ye Ziyun are the best people on the list of Divine Pills."

"Strange thing!"

There was a little discussion at the scene, and Elder Juechen frowned slightly, but he didn't explain anything.

"Sword Mad Zhao Yan, I'm willing to join my Jinxiao Peak!"

Jin Xiaofeng Tianxin Holy Lord was already impatient and smiled and said, "I have noticed you in the first level."

boom!

The words of the Holy Lord Tianxin were like a thunder sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone's faces changed wildly, and they couldn't believe what they heard. It was too much fun.

Only one place is left!

Xiahou Yan and Lin Yun must be eliminated!

Xiahou Yan's heart was ups and downs, but he was barely calm, but Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng's faces turned completely pale.

They thought they were not weaker than Xiahou Yan and Lin Yun, but the last place could not compete with Lin Yun and Xiahou Yan no matter how they looked.

So, out?

Huang Yancheng and Chen Bing looked extremely embarrassed and did not even come back to their senses.

"Zhao Yan, why are you stupid? Go and recognize your master quickly." Lin Yun pushed Zhao Yan with a smile on his face. These two fools were really stupid.

If he was a saint, he would also choose Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan is a true sword lover and is willing to sacrifice his life for it. He is a sword fool who died of Chao Wen Daoxi!!

"Disciple Zhao Yan, pay homage to Master."

Zhao Yan woke up in shock, stepped forward, bowed and said.

Among the six saints, only the Chiyang Holy Lord who was in the main peak was not spoken yet, Xiahou Yan's eyes were bright and confident.

He believed that the other party would make the right decision, the innate sword body, the innate sword heart, and the Shenxiao sword intent that was difficult to master even if it was difficult for the dragon veins to master.

As the first young kendo person in the ancient world, no one can compete with him.

Lin Yun, not even!

"Ye Ziyun, I'm willing to join my disciple!" Chixiao Peak Chiyang Holy Lord, with a faint expression, spoke softly.

Buzz!

The moment the words were finished, everyone felt the five thunders thunders thunder, and they were all shocked.

Swish!

Xiahou Yan's face turned dark on the spot, and the scorching look in his eyes and the smile that was barely squeezed out on his face all froze.

This...how is this possible?

The Sword Sect didn't want me!

I want to worship Xiahou Yan under Yaoguang's sect!!

Xiahou Yan's eyes turned dark and he almost fainted. This was impossible!! I definitely heard it wrong.

[A friend came from Beijing tonight and had to invite him to dinner. I wasn't sure if I could write the second chapter, so I told everyone in advance.]


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