The legend of the Purple Jade King was known to everyone. For a time, many top young masters were shocked, and they were all impressed by the Purple Jade King's grace.
Fang Qing's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Jianchi Mountain, his eyes filled with surprise. This legendary ancient mountain that had been admired by the people of Ancient Yuxing for hundreds of millions of years was indeed something extraordinary, as an unparalleled king actually attained enlightenment here.
This is not an ordinary king, but a top master among king-level masters. He is a transcendent master. This kind of master may not be born even in tens of millions of years.
"Brother, why don't we go to Ziyu Pavilion and have a look?" At this moment, a young man next to Tianchen showed great curiosity. He stared at Jianchi Mountain again and again, then turned to look at Tianchen and suggested this way. .
I don’t know if she was a little disgusted with these Shura Sword Sect disciples with skulls embroidered on their sleeves. Yao Yue glanced at him and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Not everyone can visit the Purple Jade Pavilion without an invitation from the disciples of Gu Yu Shrine. "Zheng! The young man beside Tianchen's face darkened, a sharp sword light appeared in his eyes, and a sword cry suddenly sounded, resounding in all directions in an instant.
Buzz! At the same time, an astonishing killing intent came out of the body, locking onto Yao Yue, forming a killing intent field - Shura Killing Field around it! At this moment, a sea of blood seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes, There was a faint whine of creatures in my ears, which was creepy.
Ah! Yao Yue screamed, her delicate body trembling, her pretty face turned pale, her eyes were dull, her spirit and will suddenly lost, and she fell into a terrifying ocean of murderous intent.
Fang Qing showed a strange look and glanced at the disciples of the Shura Sword Sect. This disciple of the Shura Sword Sect was so domineering that he could get angry easily. However, his swordsmanship was not weak, but he was too murderous. He has lost the grace that a swordsman should have.
Looking at the girl Yao Yue with dull eyes and pale face in front of her, Zhi Qing frowned slightly and her pretty face sank slightly. This disciple of Shura Sword Sect was too overbearing. He was targeting a girl who only had the cultivation level of Saint. It really loses my identity.
Hum! She snorted and used the mysterious sound wave technique to break through the Shura killing zone of the disciples of the Shura Sword Sect. Then she raised her jade hand and pointed out, a ray of rays of light leaked out and sank into the center of Yao Yue's eyebrows.
Not far away, a disciple of Shura Sword Sect frowned. His eyes were sharp and he glanced at Zhi Qing, showing a hint of murderous intent. But in the end he did not dare to target Zhi Qing. He knew very well the strength of Zhi Qing, the proud daughter of Yuxiu Sect. That was not He can fight it.
Soon, light began to flash in Yao Yue's big eyes like stars. After three breaths, the girl came back to her senses. She glanced at the Shura Sword Sect disciples in fear, and then, like a frightened little rabbit, Quickly shift your gaze.
Yaoyue looked at Zhiqing, curled her little lips, tears couldn't stop flowing out, and she cried silently. I felt pity for the pear blossoms and the rain.
"Little girl is still crying? It's okay." Zhiqing took Yao Yue's little hand and smiled to comfort her. Yao Yue cried even harder. She was really wronged, but she didn't dare to say another word. Knowing that the opponent's strength is too terrifying, she cannot resist at all.
Tianchen glanced at the crying Lihua and Yueyue like rain, and then at his junior brother, frowning slightly: "Tianyou, it's a bit too much." Tianyou curled his lips, but nodded seriously: "Senior brother taught you, Tianyou is just a small punishment and a big warning, so the little girl can speak freely." "Trouble is coming." Suddenly, Fang Qing seemed to sense something. He turned slightly sideways and looked to the northeast of Jianchi Mountain, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. The color tells four words.
What? Everyone was confused for a moment and glanced at Fang Qing in surprise. After taking a breath, Zhiqing and Tianchen turned their heads slightly, followed Fang Qing's gaze, and then raised their eyebrows at the same time. They seemed to have noticed something. Similar.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!! The next moment, the sound of breaking through the sky was endless, and five figures appeared in the void northeast of Jianchi Mountain. The five masters came through the void at a speed as fast as lightning, covering hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye. The speed of space is really amazing.
Boom! The terrifying power of one of the figures leaked out, twisting the void, and an astonishing murderous aura lingered around it. At this moment, the temperature in the void for thousands of miles around seemed to have dropped a lot.
This scene attracted the attention of countless young masters, and many spiritual thoughts swept over this place intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to know what happened here.
After a breath, five figures arrived at the same time. They were five extraordinary and heroic young people, four men and one woman, all of whom had the peak cultivation level of the Virtual God Realm.
"Xiaoyue." The woman among the five took a step forward, her dress flying, and she was in front of Yao Yue in an instant. She looked at the girl whose pretty face was still pale and still in shock, and said anxiously.
Yao Yue's eyes lit up, her mouth curled up, she said nothing, threw herself into the woman's arms, and burst into tears.
In an instant, the girl's sharp voice echoed in all directions, as if she had suffered countless grievances. Her tears were like broken beads, spilling out one after another, and soon wet the gauze on the woman's shoulders.
"Be good, Xiaoyue, don't be afraid." The woman felt extremely distressed and kept patting Yaoyue's back and comforting her in a low voice.
Behind the young woman, a young man in white clothes looked at the girl in the young woman's arms. Murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. His face was as gloomy as water, and his murderous aura was about to solidify. Just when he was about to speak, a man as rich as jade appeared. The young man waved his hand, indicating that he would be patient for now.
Soon, the young man with Fengshenruyu stepped forward and looked at everyone with a smile. Finally, his eyes stayed on Zhiqing and said softly: "Zhiqing, we meet again." Zhiqing faced Fengshenruyu. The jade young man nodded, and she glanced at the people around her: "Everyone, this is Brother Xu Lifeng of the Xu family of Beixingtian." The Xu family of Beixingtian! At this moment, Tianchen of the Shura Sword Sect's eyes narrowed slightly, and the other Shura Sword Sects The disciples also showed a look of solemnity, and Saint You Ran and others showed a look of surprise. It was obvious that the Xu family of Beixingtian was not weak and was definitely a behemoth that could compete with Yuxiu Sect and Shura Sword Sect.
Xu Lifeng smiled: "Zhiqing, just now I asked Xiaoyue to invite you to experience the Taoist charm of Ziyu Pavilion. Unexpectedly, the little girl did not know the heights of the world and offended a certain Taoist friend here. I am really sorry." Zhiqing Frowning, she knew Xu Lifeng very well. He was a gentleman as rich as jade and a true young master.
Zhiqing had no choice but to explain: "Brother Xu, everyone has misunderstood what happened just now." After saying that, Zhiqing recounted what had just happened truthfully, impartially, and restored what happened here.
Xu Lifeng listened attentively, nodding from time to time. When Zhiqing finished narrating, Xu Lifeng glanced at Tianyou of Shura Sword Sect. Finally, his eyes stayed on senior brother Tianchen and smiled: "Brother Tianchen, this is not the first time we have met. Right?" Tianchen nodded: "Brother Xu remembers it well, this is the second time." Xu Lifeng nodded: "I met Brother Tianchen three years ago in Wangyuan City, and Xu had a deep impression of Brother Tianchen.
I don’t know about this matter, what does Brother Tianchen think of it??” Tianchen frowned slightly and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. Since Xu Lifeng arrived here, he has never had any intention of raising an army to accuse him. Instead, he has to explain himself. This kind of abnormal behavior is what he is most worried about. .
Because Xu Lifeng knew very well that the little girl was just saying something unintentionally. Even if she was wrong, she could not be enveloped in murderous intent and lose her mind. This approach was indeed a bit excessive.
Tianchen pondered for a moment and then said: "Tianyou has no ill intentions. He was just provoked by your sister's words and impulsively released the Shura Killing Domain, which inadvertently affected your sister. Tianchen apologizes to your sister on Tianyou's behalf." Fang Qing was a little surprised. He glanced at Tianchen. This person's behavior was extraordinary, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant, which gave Xu Lifeng enough face.
"How can it be unreasonable to talk about him? Tianchen! As the leader of the Shura Sword Sect, is this how you teach your disciples?" Hearing Tianchen's words of avoiding the important and taking the easy, Xu Lidao couldn't bear it anymore. Exuding astonishing murderous intent, he opened his mouth to scold Tianchen.
Before Tianchen could speak, Xu Lifeng waved his hand, signaling Xu Lidao to calm down. He looked at Tianchen solemnly: "Brother Tianchen, with your statement, I'm afraid Li Feng won't be able to explain to the head of the family when he returns to the family." Tianchen raised his eyebrows. , took a deep look at Xu Lidao, noncommittal, and then, his eyes condensed and he looked at Xu Lifeng steadily.
At this moment, Tianchen's heart was quite heavy. Xu Lifeng expanded the influence of this matter in a few words and carried it out of the Xu family. It was obvious that he made it clear that he did not want to end the matter easily.
Zhiqing and others were also surprised. Although Xu Lifeng's words were gentle, his domineering words were very serious. He had to regain the Xu family's face in front of the world. If he couldn't be kind, there would be an earth-shattering incident next. A great war occurs.
Don't stop until there's blood.
At this moment, Tianchen knew that this matter could no longer be solved. He took a deep breath, looked at Xu Lifeng solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xu, how should we solve this matter?" Xu Lifeng glanced at Shura. Sword Sect Tianyou smiled and said: "Since it is because of the sword, let's keep this person's arm and end the matter. I wonder what brother Tianchen wants?" What! Everyone's face was solemn, they were all shocked, and some couldn't believe it. He looked at Xu Lifeng, who was calm and graceful as a jade. His words were gentle and showed no murderous intention, but the smell of blood permeated the words. His domineering heart was not trivial.
Only the two young men who came with Xu Lifeng and Xu Lidao had calm expressions. They seemed to have expected this result, and they watched all this quietly without commenting.
Zhiqing frowned slightly and looked at Xu Lifeng, wondering whether she should speak. Tianchen's face straightened up and he said, "Brother Xu, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this, right?" Xu Lifeng smiled: "Isn't it right? No way?" The disciples of Guizong are extremely domineering and don't allow others to say a word. Li Feng didn't let him shut up forever. Didn't he already give face to Shura Sword Sect and Brother Tianchen? "Hearing Xu Lifeng speak like this, Shura Sword Sect's Tianyou can no longer Unable to bear it any longer, he exuded an astonishing sword spirit and snorted coldly: "Give Shura Sword Sect face? Even you are worthy of it. It's a joke!" This is the sword cultivator. They are sharp-edged and march forward indomitably. They can fight bloody battles in all directions. , but you will never allow others to tarnish your swordsmanship.
