The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 332: 10 tricks not reached

Chapter 332

The young man who walked out of the temple, a black silk like a waterfall, a pair of blue sky like a wash of eyes, an impeccably handsome face, a lonely and arrogant temperament, with a faint smile in his eyes, squinting Quartet brings a strong sense of oppression.

Even some elders in the Purple Mansion Realm of the sect, under the eyes of this young man, felt a trace of deep fear.

"I have seen the prince!"

"Meet the prince!"

After being shocked, the disciples and elders of many forces stood up and bowed in salute at the same time. The rituals of the four great clans have to be more enveloping.

This young man is the current royal prince Qin Yu, the youngest son of the eight sons. Not only is he distinguished, but he also has the strength of the son-level. The other princes are not there, no one of the younger generation can hold him down, and they have to be overshadowed in front of him.

As soon as he appeared, he became the absolute protagonist in the banquet, enjoying the honor of all eyes.

"It's so strong... it clearly hasn't broken through the Purple Mansion Realm, but it gives people the feeling that it is much better than those in the early days of the Purple Mansion Realm."

"Not to mention, this Qin Yu did have a record of killing the Purple Mansion Realm, and only used less than ten moves."

"The royal family background is vividly displayed on him, which is far superior to other sons."

After the birth of the Purple Mansion, facing the warriors of the Xuanwu Realm, you will have the general advantage of crushing. The gap between the Purple Mansion Realm and the Xuanwu Realm was several times larger than the gap. The ability to kill the masters of the Purple Mansion Realm with the Xuanwu Realm was a bit trembling.

The ordinary prince, the elder of the four sects, would never be so respectful. But this Qin Yu, people dare not to look down upon, the etiquette is essential.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, and noticed that after the eldest prince appeared, Xin Yan and Xin Jue's expressions were a bit wrong, and they seemed to be patient.

"You don't need to be polite, everyone, please sit down."

The calm words make people feel an indisputable sense of oppression. The majesty contained in his body is undoubtedly evident in his hands and feet.

"Today is my sister's birthday. I haven't held a birthday banquet in five years. It's rare for you to still enjoy the face like this. You have worked so hard to feel that this princess mansion is truly brilliant."

Qin Yu showed a playful smile on his face, his words seemed to be fine, but his tone felt strange.

Lin Yun thoughtfully, Qin Yu was afraid that she might be at odds with Princess Fenghua, and there was a sneer in her words.

It's right to think about it. A princess holds a birthday banquet every year and gathers all the leading sects to participate. It has even formed an annual traditional event, although it is not as simple as a birthday party, it also means to expand its influence.

As a contender for the throne, the eldest prince cannot guarantee that there is no trace of resentment deep in his heart.

I haven't hosted a birthday banquet for five years. He suddenly appeared here. I'm afraid he also wanted to probe the reality of his sister. By the way, he was deterred?

Seeing the awe on the face of the Sifang Zongmen, Qin Yu was quite satisfied. In five years, his prestige has already reached the top of the Great Qin Empire, and no one can compete with him.

Let’s take a look at this birthday banquet, what are the leaders of the various sects worthy of winning.

"The banquet has officially started, and the sister-in-law will come soon."

Qin Yu smiled and stepped back quietly.

Not long after, the door inside the hall opened again, and a beautiful figure appeared.

There seems to be invisible power, everyone's eyes are on the woman.

I came here in a white dress, graceful posture, rich hands, white as snow, skin like fat, jade bone and ice muscle. It's a pity that everyone looked disappointed when they moved their eyes, reluctantly away from those hands, and moved to their faces.

As in the rumors, the veil covered half of Princess Fenghua's face, only revealing a pair of thrilling eyes.

Behind him, there are two people on the left and the right. On the left is the Liu Zong of Xuan Tianzong, and on the right is the lazy gray-clothed old man.

"I haven't seen you in five years, thank you all for participating in this princess's birthday party, I am not very grateful."

Princess Fenghua bends down slightly, and after she takes her seat, the banquet officially begins.

After the third wine tour, there will be singing and dancing performances. The piano is humming, the drums are vigorous, and the flute sounds endless. With that, the dancers performing in the venue are now gradually becoming more active.

All dancers have good cultivation skills, gentle posture, and smart dance steps. Accompanied by music, the colorful silk and satin sometimes turn into waves, ups and downs, and sometimes revolve in the air, just like colorful training flying horizontally, which is dazzling and breathtaking.

The artists raised in the Princess House are naturally extraordinary, and the performances are more exciting than one.

But the disciples of each school held their breath, but the heart gradually calmed down towards the end.

Everyone knows in their hearts that these performances in front of us are flashy, but nothing more than appetizers. The real highlight is the repertoire of the finale, where the disciples of the various sects learn from each other.

Someone has already figured out in their minds who will be challenged later to make themselves famous.

Hunyuanmen Wen Yanbo picked up the wine glass and offered a glass to Luo Feng from a distance, with a smile on his face, slightly hideous.

Xin Jue glanced at it and said faintly: "Reserving the show, I'm afraid it will start soon."

Luo Feng sighed and said: "After a while, be careful and don't be careless."

Several people looked solemn, nodded, and Xin Yan suddenly said: "Little Junior Brother, it seems that there are a lot of people making your own ideas... Then Cao Jie from Qintian Academy, Yue Qing from Shenceying, and Hunyuanmen Zuo Yun and Xuantianzong’s Baiyu, even Si Xueyi glanced at you intentionally or unintentionally."

Lin Yun said calmly: "It's okay."

Compared with Lin Yun's calmness, Elder Luo Feng seemed a little anxious in his heart. The words of Shi Cai and Liu Yue made the sects laugh, saying that there was no one in the Lingxiao sword pavilion, and even a sword slave was brought here. .

Now, many sects are looking at the Lingxiao Jiange, he knows exactly what they are making.

The situation is very unfavorable for the High Peak Sword Pavilion.

Originally, I still had some expectations for Lin Yun, but what he practiced was Shuiyue swordsmanship. Fortunately, he also had a hand of Dragon Tiger Fist. Even if you lose, I'm afraid it won't be ugly.

Thinking of this, Elder Luo Feng sighed again. This time Princess Fenghua's birthday party was still a little unprepared.

At noon, Hao Ri was in the sky, falling on the jade-white Qiongtai Palace, shining with golden light.

Princess Fenghua at the banquet put down her wine glass and whispered softly: "The repertoire of birthday banquets has always been a grand gathering for mutual exchanges and discussions. It has not been held for five years. I am afraid that everyone has been expecting this banquet for a long time. "

"Finally here!"

"This is the moment that we are waiting for. In the past, the princess birthday party had a new enchanting birth every year, and she became famous this year. I don't know who it is this year."

"If there is a winner, there will be a loser. I don't know who the winner is this year, but Lingxiao Jiange has already lost half of it."

"Hey, who would have thought that the leader of the High Sky sword pavilion would be a sword slave? I didn't look at what occasion it was, but brought the sword slave to participate. If it weren't for the princess, it would be the same Not a small fault."

"Speak less and less, after all, this Lingxiao sword pavilion is a big sect, you and I can't afford it."

The Quartet thinks of many voices, and are looking forward to it, and there are also many discordant voices.

Princess Fenghua's eyes swept away, and the Quartet became quiet, and whispered: "Even if you are discussing, remember to stop, don't intentionally hurt people. In addition, you can't use treasures, just say nothing, start Right."

Wow!

As soon as the voice fell, a figure jumped out of the Hunyuan Gate, which was the purple-clothed youth who looked ahead and wanted to fight Senior Sister Xinyan.

He swept his gaze, then looked in the direction of the Lingxiao Jiange, and smiled: "At the Hunyuan Gate, Chen Yan, I don't know the Lingxiao Jiange Xinyan, so you dare to fight me."

It's started...

The Hunyuan Sect was really anxious, and at the beginning, he was the first to take the sword at Lingxiao Jiange.

"Senior sister doesn't need to deal with you."

Chun!

A figure flew up, but it was Jiange disciple Tang Tong, and Xin Yan was one of the four masters in the third sequence. Naturally impossible, it will challenge people casually. Tang Tong and Ding Yan are here to share the pressure.

Disappointment flashed in Chen Yan's eyes, but he was not too surprised. He sneered and said: "Xinyan dare not go, send you to be cannon fodder?"

"Tell me before you beat me."

The other party was so arrogant, so that anger flashed across Tang Tong's face, and he hummed coldly.

"Within the time, I will defeat you!"

Chen Yan laughed softly with a confident look in his eyes.

Tang Tong's face became stiff, and he said solemnly: "I want to see, within ten strokes, how can you defeat me?"

Chun!

When the voice fell, Tang Tong drew his sword out of its sheath, Shuiyue's sword power quietly unfolded, and instantly killed the opponent. His Shuiyue swordsmanship has long been achieved, and it will not be strong or weak. At a glance, the sword is quite powerful.

A sword pierced out, the true essence stirred, and the cold sword light filled with the cold light.

Chen Yan smiled without saying a word, and his bones suddenly burst, and the power of the ancient dragon elephant was permeated, exploding with a terrifying prestige, and his momentum suddenly rose, and he blasted out with a punch.

Boom!

The sound of the holy sound suddenly sounded like a thunder on the ground, making the eardrums tremble slightly. The sword power was not even close to Chen Yan, it was crushed by the fist light, and faint ripples appeared in the air, as if water waves dissipated.

"Not good!"

Elder Luo Feng saw this scene and said in his heart that he would suffer. This Chen Yan's Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art was so terrifying, with a punch, there was a sound of holy voice, at least the third level of cultivation.

"Hey, take another punch!"

In the wild shout, in the eyes of everyone's surprise, Chen Yan disregarded Tang Tong's reconciled sword power. Like a savage beast, it rushed and slammed, fists violently blasted directly on the tip of the sword.

Chang!

Suddenly, there was a metallic collision, and Tang Tong was shocked, and the long sword in his hand almost flew out.

It's too fierce... the opponent's punching technique simply defeated his water moon swordsmanship. The strength of a body, when the opponent relied on the physical strength and constantly approached, unexpectedly Wucheng couldn't get out.

"Come again."

Chen Yan gave a grinning laugh, and the power of the dragon elephant filled his body, like a purple light, just like substance.

Boom bang bang!

The fist burst loudly, Chen Yan kept bullying, and his horrible physical body hardly carried the agitated sword glow, and only suffered a little skin trauma.

Lin Yun felt a little helpless, knowing that Brother Tang Tong was defeated, it was only a matter of time.

I'm afraid, there are not ten more moves.

If he can master the true meaning of the Shuiyue swordsmanship, with softness, he will be able to break the opponent's defense like a tortoise shell in silence.

It's a pity...a good swordsmanship was completely broken by him.

Puff!

After eight moves~IndoMTL.com~Chen Yan, who was in front of him, slammed Tang Tong's chest with a punch, spitting out blood and flying.

After landing, his face was pale, holding a long sword, just about to fight again.

Princess Fenghua in the seat position said faintly: "You have already lost until you click, and nothing will be changed in the battle."

"Tang Tong, come back."

Elder Luo Feng's face looked a little ugly. Not only did he lose, but he also lost so quickly. Princess Fenghua's words made him feel a little bit self-confident. The meaning in her words was clearly going on in the battle, but it was just self-inflicted humiliation.

"Ten tricks have not been used. The Shuiyue sword is not yours. The Lingxiao sword pavilion is known as the number one swordsmanship in the Great Qin Empire. I think it is a vain name."

Chen Yan raised his brows, and shouted coldly: "Blood Rose Xinyan, if you don't make a move, I will be the Lingxiao sword pavilion, really no one!"

()(一世大尊)