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Chapter 269 The name of the Eastern Heaven Sword

Murong Qiu was not stupid. Except for the angry move he just made, he calmed down in an instant. He was not allowed to do anything at the entrance of the Murong family, let alone outside the main palace of the Murong family. If this spread,

You can't be sure that outsiders will say you are bullying others.

Therefore, Murong Qiu thought that she would humiliate me at the banquet later. Thinking of this, she sneered in her heart and there was a sense of ridicule on her face.

I saw that the other party didn't take action and stopped bothering me. I walked into the main hall angrily.

It has to be said that the banquet held by the Murong family was quite luxurious. The attendees were either representatives of the family or people with names in Taikoo. Although it was not as good as the popular Taikoo Five Arts, it was not too bad, and they still had a lot of strength.

Strong people, I even discovered that there are some plane guardians in the hall.

And on such an occasion, everyone was dressed up carefully, either as an elegant emperor or as a handsome king. Even the servants in the hall were all king-level servants in green clothes and caps. I was dressed as a beggar, as if I was a

The ugly duckling is out of tune with them.

As soon as I entered the hall, I received envious looks from many people, and of course some were jealous. I could only keep smiling and nodding to show my politeness, while their eyes were all attracted to Feng Hou.

Of course, those emperor-level experts were not attracted by Fenghou’s beauty. The moment Fenghou entered the hall, they felt a strange wind, which was inadvertently emitted by the power of rules. Only those who have the power of rules can

Only people with extremely strong power of rules can involuntarily emit it during actions. This also shows that although the Queen of the Wind possesses extremely powerful rules of wind, she is still unable to use it freely.

Even so, it was enough to surprise the Taigu Emperor, because even some Taigu Emperors could not comprehend the power of this extremely powerful rule.

Fengshenwei and Murong Qiuyi followed not far behind me, and were immediately looked at by many eyes. Of course, the emperors had automatically ignored them.

"You'll have something nice to look at later." Murong Qiudi said to me through a message as he passed me.

A slave happened to be walking by me carrying a drink. I stopped the slave, picked up the agate wine glass, gave Feng Hou a glass, and drank it all in one gulp. The taste was quite good, and there was a refreshing air in the wine.

It spreads towards the meridians, and it is obvious that many heavenly materials and earthly treasures are added to it.

"Miss." The servant holding the agate wine quickly bowed when he saw Murong Qiu. Murong Qiu liked this feeling of being respected very much, and his posture became much more elegant, unlike the jealous one before.

The appearance of women is completely different.

"Qiu Di." Leng Huhe said, an authoritative voice that was neither high nor low came.

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a white-haired man with a cane in his hand and a good look. He was accompanying several guardians. He stared at us at this time, then his eyes skipped and looked at the Fengshen Guard, and immediately

Show a smile.

"Grandpa!" Murong Qiudi replied coquettishly,

"I've met senior." Feng Shenwei also bowed.

"Grandpa, look at that man. He looks like a savage. He actually came here to attend Murong's coming-of-age ceremony. How bad it would be if Murong saw him!" Murong Qiuyi happily ran to the old man's side, acting like a baby.

He grabbed the old man's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, I suspect that his invitation is also a fake, or it was stolen."

"Yes! There is such a thing." When the old man heard this, he knew that his granddaughter was here to make trouble for him. Looking at my appearance again, it was terrible, and he did not find any fluctuations in the power of rules, so he secretly thought that I must be a king.

The person with super strength immediately waved his hand and said, "Kick this person out and greet him well."

Immediately, two scoundrels came out from beside the old man and looked at me fiercely.

Now that we've reached this point, I don't have anything to say, just a sword light shot out.

Wow!

The sword light was bright, illuminating the entire hall in an instant, and then attacked indiscriminately towards that direction, covering the area and enveloping the guardians of the plane.

"What a boy, you have courage." A guardian praised me loudly when he saw that I dared to take action in the main hall.

And in the sound of that man's praise, the other ones who were about to get angry suddenly laughed to themselves. As if they had agreed, the several guardians each took two steps back and only channeled their inner strength.

Resistant to sword fire.

Poof!

The first ones to be hit were the two doglegs. They were just ordinary slaves with king-level cultivation. I didn't even think about killing them, I just pierced their shoulder blades.

"You have the guts!" The old man of the Murong family shouted softly, and used his internal energy to protect his body. The sword energy clanged against the protective shield, making a soft sound.

"You're lucky." I smiled lightly.

"Boy, you are the first one in hundreds of thousands of years who dares to attack my Murong family." The old man wielded a cane and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

"Stop talking so much nonsense. I don't know you are such a rubbish. I can't bear to complain about what you say next." I waved my hand, signaling them to hurry up and stop talking nonsense.

"Wow! Someone actually dared to attack Murong's house, and even took the initiative to provoke him. Are you tired of living? Or do you have the skills?" A guardian shouted excitedly: "Brother, I support you, start killing.

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"There are really people who are not afraid of death and dare to provoke existences like the Murong family that have existed for tens of millions of years." A senior guardian said softly.

"Aren't you so domineering? Boy, I'm optimistic about you." A strong man who was afraid of the world being in chaos shouted.

"What rhythm is this..." Some people are still confused and don't know what happened.

"Oh, that's not the direct elder of the Murong family, how could he get involved with someone?" A representative of the aristocratic family quickly transformed into a dog and crawled over, wanting to call him daddy.

"That boy is in trouble..." some veterans thought arrogantly.

"Hey! Could he be a member of the Beggar Clan?" A young lady who stayed at home asked in confusion.

"Let me go, have you ascended from the lower world? How can there be beggars in the ancient human race? They can't die even if they don't eat or drink for ten thousand years." A man answered, and then started a fire with dry wood.

A large group of people were in high spirits. People nearby felt that there was fun to watch, and people in the distance joined in because there were many people watching the fun.

In a situation like this, isn't it the rhythm of the old man having sex with me and then being slapped in the face? In order not to turn into that kind of situation, when the two slaves were attacking me, I took action directly, and the situation of being slapped in the face became me.

Provoking the Murong family makes me feel more domineering.

To be honest, before time travel, the novels I read were all pretentious and slap-happy, and I was really worried about the protagonist’s IQ.

For example, Pig's Knuckle is a top-notch expert. He goes to a friend's wedding banquet, and then a second-rate person jumps out and points his nose at him and scolds him. He also waits for the other person to finish scolding him and then hits him. After that, he does not fight back and only hides and does not kill him.

, then find that first-rate friend to come over, and let your first-rate friend admit that you are a super first-rate master, and then the second-rate master will cry and call you daddy.

In fact, such a plot has no soft meaning at all. When someone points your nose and scolds you, and you are so awesome, you can just slap him to death. Having so many plots actually lowers your own IQ.

"What happened?"

From the second floor of the main hall, a majestic voice came out, and then an old man with a ruddy complexion and an immortal air walked down.

"Master Murong..."

As soon as the old man appeared, everyone came forward to say hello, and I was instantly distressed. If this old man was the head of the Murong family, then I would definitely not be able to benefit from him.

"I'm reporting to the head of the family, this person stole the invitation and came to attend the feast of our Murong family. I'm going to dare to leave him!" The elder Murong said quickly, looking for a moral high ground to crush me to death. Sure enough, someone did.

After hearing his words, he immediately showed contempt.

"Do I look like someone who steals other people's things?" I said to Feng Hou beside me in a funny way.

Feng Hou just said "hmm" with a normal look on her face.

What does this mean?

"Grandpa, he beat me outside the main hall before! You see, there are still fingerprints on my face! That man is too barbaric. He must not be a distinguished guest invited by our Murong family. His invitation

It must have been stolen." Murong Qiudi quickly flew up and introduced his face sadly because of being slapped by Feng Shenwei.

"Grandpa, look, he is too barbaric." Murong Qiudi said.

The main hall was originally extremely noisy, but when they heard the complaints from the Murong family, everyone became quiet, waiting to see how the Murong family would resolve the matter.

Seeing that the face of the head of the Murong family turned ugly, some of the direct disciples of the Murong family who took advantage of the situation jumped out immediately.

"Grandpa, this man is dressed so shabbily, how could he be a guest of our Murong family!"

"That's right! That's right! And he doesn't look like he has any strength at all."

"Haha! I don't know where I learned the sword technique just now, but it is quite powerful. Oh! What a pity! It can't be used against our servants."

"He doesn't look very handsome either. He is definitely not a disciple of a noble family. He looks more like a recently ascended person."

"It's just a beggar, forget it! Let him have a full meal! In the future, some people will say that my Murong family can't even tolerate a beggar."

"Haha... He's not just a beggar! He's also a thief."

You are paralyzed. Each of these juniors said something uglier than the last. Murong's face turned from green to red, thinking that this old face would be lost to these children and grandchildren today.

However, at this moment, a clear and sweet voice spread in the void, with strong dissatisfaction in its tone. The voice said:

"Dongtianjian is not considered a distinguished guest of my Murong family, do you want to be?"

As this clear and pleasant voice spread with dissatisfaction in its tone, everyone was thinking about the person "Eastern Sword". Then, they seemed to have suddenly woken up and looked at me dumbfounded.

"Dongtian Sword...he is Dongtian Sword."


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