Legend of Swordsman Chapter 337: The imperial palace strikes

"The Holy Palace!"

"It's the Holy Palace!"

"Should the Holy Palace step in?"

There was a sensation on the school ground, apparently these seven people had also been identified.

The seven great sacred realms are all from the Holy Palace. The head of them is the old man with a tiger-backed back. His name is Mo Yun.

"Why, the divine palace, do you have to take care of these gossips?" Qing Jun looked up indifferently to the seven holy places.

"I am not interested in the relationship between you and Binggu Valley. I have only one purpose for this purpose, and that is him." Mo Yun took a look of coldness with his eyes, and Chao Jian looked at him.

"Sword Warriors!" Mo Yun's voice was extremely cold.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a commotion in the entire campus.

"Sword Warriors?"

"Is that the sword unparalleled that the Holy Palace once offered a great reward?"

"He is the sword unparalleled?"

Countless eyes were directed at Jian Wushuang.

Under all this attention, Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently, followed by taking off the dipper, and raised his head to reveal a very young face, which once appeared on the reward order of the Holy Palace. Anyone who has seen the reward order around will not be unfamiliar.

"It really is him!"

Jian Wushuang's identity was immediately determined.

"Jian Wushuang, did you not die?" Mo Yun sank and said coldly.

The Holy Palace has always thought that Jian Wushuang is dead.

When he first saw Jian Wushuang, he didn't doubt the identity of Jian Wushuang at all. Even if Jian Wushuang appeared, and when Su Rou called Jian Wushuang the youngest, he was only slightly skeptical.

It wasn't until later that Jian Wushuang actually shot his sword, and he used the origins of the world and the killing. He couldn't help but be terrified. After all, they did see Jian Wushuang's body. .

He didn't know that the bodies they saw were just the bodies of the sword Wushuang's killing clone.

"Sorry, my sword has nothing, it's a big life." Jian Wushuang smiled coldly.

When he saw Mo Yun and seven others appear in front of him, he knew that his identity had been exposed, and he was too lazy to hide it anymore.

He is sword unparalleled.

So what?

"Huh, life is big? I'm afraid not." Mo Yun's voice sank. "I didn't die before, so it's the same to kill you now."

As Mo Yun's words fell, the seven sacred powerhouses in the Holy Palace immediately burst out with surging killing intentions.

Oh! Huh! Huh!

Three figures appeared at the same time as Jian Wushuang. They were the three Wang Yuan from Danmen.

"Boss." Wang Yuan Chaojian Wushuang looked over.

And one of the two sacred powers behind him, Wang Yuan, said: "Young Master, the front door owner has repeatedly told you not to be involved in this matter, so don't mess around."

Wang Yuan sank, and did not answer, but looked up at the people who were visiting the palace.

"People of Danmen?" Mo Yun also glanced at the three of Wang Yuan, and said coldly, "Danmen must have forgotten the agreement with my holy palace. Will you intervene in this matter?"

"I won't make peace with this," Wang Yuan said directly from a sanctuary behind Wang Yuan.

"That's all right." Mo Yun smiled slightly, then looked at the six of Jiuzun and Qingjun.

"Jiu Zun, Qing Jun, ** Erxian, and the Yunyang old man of the Tang Dynasty, the other one should be the 13th Red Eyebrow on the Blood Moon List of the Tang Dynasty. Six of them are The lone strong, has always been unrestrained, and there should not be much involvement with this sword Wushuang. I am probably here today because the sword Wushuang promised you some benefits. "

"But you have to think clearly, are these benefits enough to offend me to the Holy Palace!"

Mo Yun's voice is indifferent, with absolute confidence.

The Holy Palace is the undisputed overlord in the Nanyang continent, and these gates are by no means provoked by the powerful.

Like these six people in front of the Holy Palace, I'm afraid they only have a little weight.

Sure enough, after hearing Mo Yun's words, the faces of several great sacred powers around Jian Wushuang have changed, and the first fairy of the two immortal Yunxian spoke first, solemnly saying: "Swordsman, my husband and my wife are both Promised to help you walk to Binggu Valley, but it is only limited to dealing with Binggu Valley, but does not include the Holy Palace! "

"So, sorry!"

After speaking, ** The two immortals looked at each other, then moved in shape, and swept directly towards the void.

In this regard, Jian Wushuang bowed his hands to the second imperial prince, and he could understand the approach of the second imperial at the bottom of his heart.

Ice Valley, although one of the Three Valleys, is far worse than the Holy Palace.

They are not afraid of offending Binggu Valley, but they are offensive to the Holy Palace, then it is different.

"Swordsman ..." Yunyang's strange and red-browed faces were a little weird.

Jian Wushuang knew the meaning of the two, and immediately waved his hands and passed the two Qiankun rings.

"The two have helped me a lot, and Jian Wushuang is grateful. This is what you need," Jian Wushuang said.

After the Yunyang monster and Chimei took the Qiankun Ring, he solemnly looked at Jian Wushuang, and also swept away.

They promised to help Jian Wushuang do what they had done. As for the next strong man to deal with the Holy Palace, it was not within their scope.

** The two immortals, the old Yunyang, and the red eyebrows left one after another. Then the only ones who stood beside Jian Wushuang on the field were Jiu Zun and Qing Jun.

"Jiu Zun." Qing Jun came to Jiu Zun and she was a friend of Jiu Zun. If the wine bottles were to continue to make peace with her, she would definitely stand by Jiu Zun.

Jiu Zun looked indifferent, standing there, but motionless.

"Jiu Zun, have you remembered the second heaven of my holy palace?" Mo Yun looked at Ji Zun with a smile.

The look of wine respect changes suddenly.

"When I was just in the palace again, Ertianzun told me, have you owed him a favor?" Mo Yun laughed.

"That's the case." Jiuzun looked a little ugly.

Although he is weird, he is a man of affection and righteousness.

The only thing in his life that he owed two friendships, the first one was Dan Men, and this relationship was largely due to his relationship with the Dan Men door owner, which is not real. Humanity.

The other thing that owes is the favor of the two-day respect of the Holy Palace.

That was more than two hundred years ago. His wife was still alive, but she was in the twilight years. To get his wife to live longer, he obtained one from the two days. A treasure.

So owed human kindness.

And this relationship, the two-day respect has never asked him to return.

"Erotic Emperor said, you owe his share of favor, he doesn't need you to do anything for him, just need you not to intervene in the matter between my holy palace and this sword unparalleled." /

Mo Yun smiled indifferently.

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