Three hundred and thirtieth chapters ten tricks have not arrived
Chapter 332
The young man walked out of the hall, with black hair as black as a waterfall, a pair of blue eyes, an impeccable handsome face, a lofty and arrogant temperament, with a faint smile in his eyes, looking down on all sides,
It brings a strong sense of oppression.
Even the elders of the Purple Mansion Realm of some sects felt a little deep fear under the eyes of this young man.
"I've seen the eldest prince!"
"Meet the eldest prince!"
After being shocked, disciples and elders of many forces stood up and bowed with fists at the same time. The rituals performed by people from the four major clans must be even more covered.
This young man is Qin Yu, the current royal prince of the royal family. Young Master Feiyu among the eight princes. Not only has a noble status, but also has the strength of a young man. If the other princes are not there, no one among the young people can suppress him, and they will be in front of him.
Being eclipsed.
As soon as he appeared, he became the absolute protagonist in the banquet and enjoyed the honor that attracted all directions.
"So strong... I haven't broken through the Purple Mansion Realm yet, but I give people the feeling that it is much stronger than those in the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm."
"Not to mention that Qin Yu did have a record of killing the Zifu Realm, and it only took less than ten moves."
"The royal family background is fully demonstrated in him, and it is too advantageous compared to other young masters."
After the birth of Zifu, when facing the warriors in Xuanwu realm, they will have the advantage of crushing. The gap between Zifu realm and Xuanwu realm is several times larger than the gap, and can kill with Xuanwu realm.
The master of the Zifu Realm is so powerful that it makes people feel trembling.
An ordinary prince and elder of the four major sects would not be so respectful. But Qin Yu is afraid to underestimate him, and etiquette is indispensable.
Lin Yun frowned slightly. After noticing that the eldest prince appeared, Xinyan and Xinjue's faces were a little wrong, as if they were patient.
"No need to be polite, please sit down."
The calm words make people feel an unquestionable sense of oppression, and the majesty contained in it is undoubtedly revealed when raising hands and feet.
"Today is the birthday of my sister. I haven't held a birthday party for five years. It's rare that you can still admire me so much. I have no choice but to work hard to feel that this princess's mansion is really full of glory."
Qin Yu showed a playful smile on his face. His words seemed to be fine, but his tone felt strange.
Lin Yun was thinking, Qin Yu was probably a little disagreeing with Princess Fenghua, and there was a clear sneer in his words.
Just think about it, a princess holds a birthday party every year and invites leaders of major sects to attend. She even forms a traditional annual event. I am afraid that it is not as simple as a birthday party, but it also means to expand her influence.
As a competitor to the throne, the eldest prince cannot guarantee that he will not have any resentment deep down.
He hasn't held a birthday party for five years, but he suddenly appears here, probably because he wants to find out the truth of his sister and to intimidate him by the way?
Qin Yu was quite satisfied with the awe on the faces of the Sifang Sect. In five years, his prestige had already reached the top of the Qin Empire, and no one could compete with him.
Let’s take a look at what leaders in each sect are worthy of winning at this birthday party.
"The banquet officially begins, and the sister-in-law will come soon."
Qin Yu smiled and quietly stepped back.
Not long after, the door in the hall opened again, and a beautiful figure walked out slowly.
It seemed to have invisible power, and everyone's eyes fell on the woman.
The person who came was wearing a long white dress with graceful figure, slender jade hands, fair as snow, skin as cream, jade bones and ice skin. Unfortunately, when everyone turned their eyes reluctantly away from those hands and moved them to their faces.
They all showed disappointment.
As rumored, the veil covered half of Princess Fenghua's face, revealing only a pair of thrilling eyes.
Behind him, there were two people on the left and right. On the left is Mr. Liu Shang from Xuantian Sect, and on the right is a lazy old man in gray.
"I haven't seen you for five years. Thank you for attending this princess' birthday party. I'm not very grateful."
Princess Fenghua bent down slightly, and after she sat down, the banquet officially began.
After three rounds of wine, the singing and dancing performance began, with the piano and zithers ringing, the drums and music excitedly, and the flute sounds endlessly. In conjunction with the dancer performing in the venue, the atmosphere is now gradually becoming lively.
All dancers have good cultivation, gentle posture, and agile dance steps. Accompanied by the music, colorful silk sometimes turns into waves, rising and falling, sometimes rotating in the air, just like colorful flying, making people dazzled
, amazing.
The artists raised by the Princess's Mansion are naturally extraordinary, and the performances are more exciting than the other.
But the disciples of each sect held their breath and concentrated their minds. As the end came, their hearts gradually calmed down.
Everyone knows in their hearts that these performances in front of them are flashy and just appetizers. The real highlight is the finale of the repertoire, the mutual exchange between disciples of various sects.
Someone is already thinking about whom to challenge him later so that he can become famous in one fell swoop.
Wen Yanbo from Hunyuanmen picked up the wine glass and toasted Luo Feng from a distance, with a smile on his face, which looked a little ferocious.
Xin Jue glanced at him and said lightly: "Remain the show, I'm afraid it's about to start."
Luo Feng sighed and said, "Everyone is careful later and don't be careless."
The few people looked solemn and nodded. Xinyan suddenly said, "My junior brother, there are many people who have made the decisions about you... Cao Jie from Qintian Academy, Yue Qing from Shence Camp, and Zuo Yun from Hunyuan Sect,
Bai Yu of Xuantian Sect, even Si Xueyi looked at you intentionally or unintentionally."
Lin Yun said calmly: "It's okay."
Compared to Lin Yun's calmness, Elder Luo Feng seemed a little anxious. Just now, Liu Yue's words made all the sects sneer, saying that there was no one in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and even a sword slave was brought here.
At present, many sects have turned their attention to Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, and he knows what he is thinking about.
The situation is very unfavorable to Lingxiao Jiange.
Originally, he was still looking forward to Lin Yun, but he practiced the Shuiyue Sword Technique. Fortunately, he also had a Dragon and Tiger Fist. Even if he lost, he was afraid he would not lose it would be ugly.
Thinking of this, Elder Luo Feng sighed again. This time, Princess Fenghua's birthday party was still a little inadequate.
At noon, the sun was shining in the sky, and it fell on the white Qiongtai Temple, shining with golden light.
Princess Fenghua, who was in the chief, put down her wine glass and whispered: "The birthday party is always a grand event for exchanges and discussions among various sects. It has not been held for five years. I am afraid that everyone has been looking forward to this banquet for a long time."
"Finally arrived!"
"I'm waiting for this moment. In the past, new monsters were born every year for the princess' birthday party and became famous in one fell swoop. I don't know who it is this year."
"If there are winners, there will be losers. I don't know who the winners this year are, but Lingxiao Jiange has lost half of them."
"Hehe, who would have thought that the leader of Lingxiao Jiange would be a sword slave? Without seeing what occasion this is, he actually brought the sword slave to participate. If it weren't for the princess' grandeur, it would be quite a bit of a chasing.
It was wrong."
"Tell me less, this Lingxiao Jiange is a sect after all, and I can't afford to offend you or I."
Many voices were remembered everywhere, and in anticipation, there were also many discordant voices.
Princess Fenghua glanced at her eyes, and became quiet in the world, and said softly: "Even if you are a discussion, remember to stop and do not hurt people on purpose. Apart from this, you should not use treasures. Let's start with the words."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped out of the Hunyuan Sect. It was the young man in purple who looked at him before and wanted to fight against Senior Sister Xinyan.
He glanced at the direction of Lingxiao Jiange, and smiled and said, "I am Chen Yan of Hunyuan Sect, and I don't know that Lingxiao Jiange Xinyan dares to fight me."
here we go……
The Hunyuan Sect was indeed impatient. As soon as it started, it was the first to attack Lingxiao Jiange.
"There is no need for senior sister to take action against you."
rub!
A figure flew up, but it was Tang Tong, a disciple of Jiange. Xin Yan was one of the four masters in the third sequence. Naturally, it was impossible. It was easy to challenge people. Tang Tong and Ding Yan and others were
Come and share the pressure for her.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Chen Yan's eyes, but it was not too surprising. He sneered: "Xinyan doesn't dare to go there, will you be sent to be cannon fodder?"
"Better than me first."
The other party was so arrogant that anger flashed across Tang Tong's face and he snorted coldly.
"I will defeat you within the time move!"
Chen Yan's eyes were filled with confidence and he laughed softly.
Tang Tong's face froze and said in a deep voice: "I want to see, how can you defeat me within ten moves?"
rub!
After the words came, Tang Tong drew his sword out of the sheath, and the Shuiyue sword quietly unfolded and instantly rushed towards the other party. His Shuiyue sword technique had already been greatly improved, and he would not be too strong or weak at first glance. At first glance, the sword power was quite fierce.
.
With a sword, the true energy was stimulating, and the cold sword light filled with cold lights.
Chen Yan smiled without saying a word, and his bones suddenly exploded. The power of the ancient dragon and elephant spread, bursting out with a terrifying power. His momentum suddenly rose and he punched out.
Bang!
The holy sound suddenly sounded like a thunder trembling on the ground, making people's eardrums slightly shake. Before the sword could approach Chen Yan, it was crushed by the fist light, and a faint ripples appeared in the air, like water waves dissipated.
"not good!"
Seeing this, Elder Luo Feng said in his heart that he was about to suffer. Chen Yan's Dragon Elephant Battle Body Art was so terrible. With one punch, a holy sound suddenly sounded, and at least he had reached the third level of cultivation.
"Hehe, take another punch!"
With a wild shout, in everyone's surprised eyes, Chen Yan ignored the vast sword force that Tang Tong condensed again, like a wild beast, rushed violently and collided, and his fist light burst out and directly hit the tip of the sword.
clang!
Suddenly, a metal-like collision sounded, and Tang Tong was shocked, and the long sword in his hand almost flew away.
Too fierce... The opponent's boxing technique completely defeated his Water Moon Sword Technique. With his strength, 50% of the opponent's continuous approaching with his strength in his body, he could not perform his strength.
"Come again."
Chen Yan smiled grimly, and the power of the dragon and elephant filled his body was like purple light, as if it were the essence.
Bang bang bang!
The fist light exploded, and Chen Yan kept approaching. His terrifying body held the stimulating sword light, and he suffered only a little skin injury.
Lin Yun felt a little helpless, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Senior Brother Tang Tong lost.
I'm afraid there will be no more than ten moves.
If he could master the true meaning of the Shuiyue Sword Technique, use softness to overcome hardness, and can break the opponent's turtle shell-like defense in silence.
Unfortunately... he was completely out of his way of practicing his swordsmanship.
Puchi!
After eight moves, Chen Yan, who was bullying in front of him, punched Tang Tong in the chest, trembling with blood and flying.
After landing, his face turned pale, he was holding a long sword, and he was about to fight again.
Princess Fenghua in the chief position said lightly: "You have lost until you reach the point, and you can't change anything even if you continue to fight."
"Tang Tong is back."
Elder Luo Feng's face looked a little ugly. Not only did he lose, but he was defeated so quickly. Princess Fenghua's words made him feel a little ashamed. The meaning in his words was clearly that he was fighting, but he was just a self-centered person.
Take the humiliation.
"I haven't used ten moves, the Shuiyue Sword Technique is just Er'er. Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is known as the best swordsman in the Great Qin Empire. I think it's just a false reputation."
Chen Yan raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly: "Blood Rose Xinyan, if you don't take action, I will think that there is really no one in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion!"