The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 331: There is always anxiety and panic living up to the pride and passion in my heart

Everyone seemed quite surprised at the sword intent that suddenly appeared last night and disappeared in a flash.

Lin Yun was surprised, even the look of Elder Luo Feng seemed a bit solemn.

He was thoughtful, and it seemed that he had inadvertently entered a mysterious state last night. In that state, the sword intent that bursts out is far more terrifying than his own estimate.

Seeing other people, I didn't mean to ask myself, Lin Yun thought about it and didn't say much.

At the entrance of the island ahead, there was a crowd of people, and the family of the princess mansion was very busy.

The middle-aged steward whom I saw yesterday, saw Lin Yun and his party with a smile on his face, greeted him actively, and said, "Elder Luo."

"Guardian Hong, this is a gift from Lingxiao Jiange for Princess Fenghua."

Luo Feng smiled slightly, and Xin Jue patted the storage bag next to him, took out a brocade box and handed it over.

The steward opened his eyes, his face changed slightly, and he handed the brocade box to his servant, and said with a smile: "This gift is not thin. The 500-year-old Shuiyunguo can be taken out by any sect. A few follow me."

He made a gesture and led several people to another entrance, avoiding the crowded crowd.

The entrance is a nine-curved wooden bridge built in the lake, winding all the way to the island in the lake.

After the steward left, Elder Luo stood on the wooden bridge and sighed softly: "Qiongtai Island, I haven't been on this Qiongtai Island for many years."

After a while, Qiongtai Island that Elder Luo Feng said appeared in the eyes of everyone. There is a square on the island that is as white as jade, crystal clear, glowing with a faint stream of light, full of glory, light but not thick, elegant and noble.

This is the Qiongtai Hall, where the princess’s birthday party is held.

A steady stream of people, in an endless stream, filed in, seated in accordance with the nameplate on it.

The location arrangement also has doorways in it. The outer force is the most common force, the internal force is the top sect of the Great Qin Empire, and the core position is the four transcendent sects and the relatives of the emperor.

The location of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, even in the core position, is not very forward, it is placed behind the left hand, and the first place on the left is Qin Tian Academy.

On the opposite side, Moyue Villa is in the middle, with Xuantianzong and Hunyuanmen on the left and right.

"Sit down."

Behind the long low table, Lin Yun and others sat down to Luo Feng's left and right.

Just sitting down, Wen Yanbo, the elder at the Hunyuan Sect opposite, gave Elder Luo Feng a provocative look, with a rather disdainful look in his eyes.

"That person is Xinjue? According to rumors, he has the strength comparable to the Eight Young Masters. If he had not missed the Dragon Gate Competition, he would have his name in the Eight Young Masters."

In the third sequence of Hunyuanmen, Yu Wenbo, who is also known as one of the four masters with Xin Yan and others, turned his eyes on Xin Jue and said softly.

In his sense, the aura on Xin Jue's body was very strong and a little unpredictable.

"It's just a rumor, but a bereaved dog. I will make him afraid to think about it again."

The speaking is a blue-clothed young man with a long burly and domineering long shirt, some of which can't hold up the bulging muscles. Just looking at it, it puts a lot of pressure on people, I am afraid that the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art Technique has cultivated to a very high level.

This person is Zhou Tai, the core disciple of Hunyuan Sect, who is in the second rank like Xinjue, and has the qualifications to hit the top eight in the Longmen Competition.

In the Longmen Competition at the end of the year, there is no doubt that he and Xin Jue will definitely be rivals, and naturally they are quite hostile.

Wen Yanbo laughed overcastly: "When the banquet is over, Zhou Tai, you go to deal with Xinjue, Yu Wenbo, you go to clean up Xinyan’s girly movie, Zuo Yun deal with the newly emerging **** genius of Lingxiao Jiange, This time I want to let Lingxiao sword pavilion sweep the floor!"

"Elder Wen, that Xinyan can be dealt with by me. Brother Yuwen is not needed."

A purple-clothed young man in the Hunyuan Sect who has cultivated the eighth level of Xuanwu said confidently.

His goal in this princess banquet was Xinyan, challenged her to be the top four masters in the third sequence, and became famous in one fell swoop.

Between the words of the few people, the Lingxiao sword pavilion was not in sight, only Zuo Yun did not speak, and was slightly silent.

A flash of anger flashed across Luo Feng's face, and these people from the Hunyuan Sect were really defiant.

Although the voice of the other party is small, everyone present has the cultivation base of the Xuanwu realm, and they can all hear it clearly. Looking at the playful looks on the faces of other sect elders and disciples, Wen Yanbo obviously did it deliberately.

At the same time, worries flashed in my heart, if as the other party said, all the high sword pavilions were defeated.

Today, I was afraid that he would be faceless. After he returned, he would not be able to explain to the protector Mei. Bai Ting, who had always been against him, would definitely not let go of this opportunity and fall into trouble.

You can lose to anyone in the future, you can never lose to the Hunyuanmen!

Time passed, everyone toasted and drank, and the guests in the hall gradually became full.

At the end.

Rising in the hall, a **** and sturdy murderous aura, a group of people standing tall and straight, without squinting, walked into the core area of ​​the hall with their armor.

"It's a person from Shence Camp!"

Amidst the surprise, someone soon recognized the origin of this group of young people. They were the young leaders cultivated in the army by the Imperial Capital Shence Camp. Unlike Zongmen, the leaders trained by Shence Camp pay attention to actual combat and bloodshed, and all have the experience of fighting on the battlefield.

Everyone has at least thousands of lives in their hands, and a terrifying murderous spirit is nurtured by this.

The leader is a man and a woman. The man is heroic and upright, and his handsome features bring a sense of toughness to the military. Lin Yun didn't know this person, but he was quite familiar with the woman next to him.

Liu Yue...

It was a little surprised, but then I thought about it, she was the beloved daughter of the leader of the Shence Camp, it seemed strange not to come with this group of people.

"There are still masters in the Shence camp, and the eight sons of Guanshan came from the Shence camp."

"The leading young man is named Yue Qing, and Shenceying is said to want to train him into the second Guanshan son."

"This Yue Qing is not too old to look at. Three years later, the Dragon Gate Competition is really possible to become the second Guanshan son."

This group of maverick disciples from Shence Camp, once they appeared, they caused a lot of noise, which was very eye-catching.

When he was about to pass by Elder Luo Feng, Liu Yue was still a little conscious and saluted Elder Luo Feng.

Just looking at Lin Yun, he looked a little unkind, and said with a sneer: "A sword slave can sit in the core position grandiosely, and he is not afraid to lose the face of the Lingxiao sword pavilion..."

She and Lin Yun had a deep grievance, and she tried to find the scene several times without success, and she was very angry.

At the moment, the people who are relying on the divine strategy camp behind them are also undaunted, and publicly expose Lin Yun's old bottom.

It's just that she obviously underestimated the other party. With Lin Yun's state of mind, these words couldn't cause any disturbance to him. A pair of star-like bright eyes was full of indifference, and I didn't even look at her.

Sword slave?

He was indeed a sword slave. He never shy away from his origin, nor did he feel inferior.

"It turned out to be a sword slave...I was surprised before. The mark on his eyebrows was a bit familiar. But when I thought of being a disciple of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, I didn't think much about it, it was just a special sign."

"Interesting, anyone would dare to bring Lingxiao sword pavilion without seeing what occasion it was."

"Princess Fenghua unexpectedly brought a sword slave to the birthday banquet of Princess Fenghua. It seems that the Lingxiao sword pavilion is no one...hehe."

In the world of martial arts, there are some patterns on the faces of warriors, although they are rare but normal. Before, everyone didn't think much about the purple mark on Lin Yun's eyebrows.

At this moment, Liu Yue said it out in public, causing a lot of uproar, and Lin Yun looked a little strange.

"This kid turned out to be a sword slave."

Cao Jie from Qin Tian Academy sneered coldly. Most of Qin Tian Academy is a descendant of aristocratic families. He came from a humble background and feels quite inferior in it.

But I didn't expect Lin Yun's background to be lower than himself, and an unknown pleasure flashed in his heart.

It seems that he has already beaten him before they fight.

Not only him, but the many disciples of Moyue Villa, Xuantianzong, and Hunyuan Sect, after a short pause, their faces flashed mockingly.

People like them, no matter how low they are, they are not going to be slaves.

I was a slave for a day, but I was impressed throughout my life, and I was ridiculed.

Liu Yue's eyes flashed dazzlingly, such a situation is exactly the effect she wants in her heart.

Unfortunately, when I saw Lin Yun's wavering face, a deep disappointment flashed in my heart, and soon this disappointment turned into anger.

Let you pretend, wait for Yue Qing to step on you, and see how you pretend!

The smile on Elder Luo Feng’s face was condensed on the spot, his face pulled down instantly, and he coldly snorted, “It’s not your turn to talk about the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. After this, I will Propose to Protector Mei to drive you out of the Jiange Pill Palace."

It can be seen that Elder Luo Feng is really angry, and his face is not so gloomy when facing the provocation of Hunyuan Sect.

"Let’s go one by one, the Lingxiao sword pavilion can't protect you, Shence Camp will definitely help you, Miss, let’s go first."

Yue Qing glanced at Lin Yun with a murderous intent, led a group of people, quickly settled down, and sat on the seats.

"Little brother, what did you stop me doing just now? I tore this bitch's mouth and let her chew on the tongue."

Xin Yan's eyes flashed anger, a little aggrieved, just now Lin Yun held her hand secretly, not letting her get up.

"I can't do it later~IndoMTL.com~ It's a person who said me, so go and tear his mouth. Let her say it, the sword in my hand will not lose a bit of sharpness because of her words. "

Lin Yun put down his wine glass. Behind the wind and the light, there is a heart that does not stain the sword.

The world slandered me, humiliated me and laughed at me, but so what?

There is always a sword that will not lose my passion and passion, and live up to the ambition of my heart. That's enough.

Crack!

The Yumen door in the main hall was suddenly opened, and a group of people walked out of it, and the main party of the banquet appeared.

However, the person who came out first was not Princess Fenghua, but a big figure that no one had expected beforehand.

As soon as he appeared, the noise of the whole audience was gone.

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