Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 266 The Arrival of the Kings
Zhao Letian and others, as consort candidates, have extraordinary status, they did not mix with those ordinary people on the square, but stood on the palace tower.

However, they were only standing on the edge of the tower, and there were many empty seats in the middle, and even they were not qualified to sit there.

At this moment, only Her Royal Highness is sitting next to the main seat in the middle, and there is no one in the other seats.

"someone is coming!"

Suddenly, the crowd looked up at the sky, and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe with a gentle appearance, with a gentle smile on his face, stepping on the void, walking over at a leisurely pace.

And behind him, followed by a strong young man in black.

"Murong Zhan? Let this guy follow behind me obediently. That middle-aged man in white should be King Wen, right?"

Zhao Letian recognized the young man in black at a glance, looked at the middle-aged man in white, and thought to himself.

The middle-aged man in white looks very ordinary, like a frail scholar, he can't sense any aura at all, but there is an incomparably mysterious rhythm of Tao in his gestures, obviously , His cultivation has already reached a terrifying level that Zhao Letian can hardly imagine.

"It's King Wen Murong Yunxuan."

"Lord Wen Wang is a high-ranking king-level powerhouse, and he rarely shows up at ordinary times, and only the birthday of the king can let him come in person."

The crowd discussed one after another, and all of them showed awe in the eyes of Wen Wang Murong Yunxuan.

The king-level powerhouse has almost stood at the pinnacle of martial arts in the Canglang Kingdom. He is a legendary existence that everyone can only look up to.

"Wan'er, is Brother Wang still in good health?"

Murong Yunxuan took Murong Zhan directly to the upper floor of the palace city, looked at Her Highness the Princess who was wearing a long white dress and a scarf on her face, and smiled kindly.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your concern. Father is still in good health. But, as you know, his lifespan is about to run out, so he is not suitable for walking around. He is recuperating in the palace at the moment, and he will come later. Uncle Wang, sit down first."

Her Royal Highness stood up and said politely, with a touch of sadness in her tone.

The Lord Canglang is her father, seeing her father's lifespan is about to be exhausted, but she is helpless, so naturally she feels very uncomfortable.

"Ah."

A gloomy look flashed across Murong Yunxuan's eyes, then he nodded and sat on the seat on the other side below the main seat, while Murong Zhan stood behind him.

Lord Canglang is King Wen's elder brother, and seeing his elder brother's remaining days dwindle, he naturally feels very uncomfortable.

"Wan'er? It turns out that Her Royal Highness's name is Murong Wan'er."

Zhao Letian, who was not far away, heard the conversation between the two, and his heart moved, and he firmly remembered the name.

"Someone is here again!"

The crowd in the square became agitated again, looking up at the sky.

I saw that this time it was a sturdy old man wearing animal skins, with a rough appearance and disheveled hair, walking over with bare feet and striding forward.

This person did not deliberately restrain the aura on his body like King Wen did. The aura that naturally emanated from his body was like the sea, vast and unfathomable. Everyone had no doubts about the trembling and fear in the place. If this person wanted to do something, he might slap him, and few people in the entire square would be able to survive.

"This guy has already become the dean, and he is still so careless."

King Wen Murong Yunxuan shook his head when he saw that person approaching, and said with a helpless smile.

"It's the vice president of the Holy Spirit College."

"It is said that there are two deans in the Holy Spirit College, one is the principal and the other is a deputy. Both of them are king-level powerhouses. On weekdays, the gods and dragons see each other. Even most of the students of the Holy Spirit College have never seen it. them."

Everyone was talking.

"Vice-principal? Another king-level powerhouse."

Zhao Letian's eyes were fixed, and he looked carefully at the old man in the animal skin.

The management of the Holy Spirit College is very lax, or in other words, very free and open, let alone the dean, he has never even seen the coaches in the college on weekdays.

"Haha, brother, you came quite early."

The vice president of the Holy Spirit Academy landed on the palace tower, looked at King Wen Murong Yunxuan, and said with a hearty smile.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, the monarch is my elder brother, his birthday, can I come earlier? Sit down, let's talk slowly."

Wen Wang Murong Yunxuan shook his head and smiled.

"Ok."

The vice president of the Holy Spirit Academy nodded, and then sat next to Murong Yunxuan.

"Brother, where is the dean, why didn't you come?"

Murong Yunxuan suddenly asked.

"Hey, it's not the same as the situation of your lord. My elder brother's lifespan is about to run out. He is currently searching for treasures that can prolong his life. He really can't come here, so he has to let me come here." On his behalf, I would like to congratulate the King on his birthday."

The vice president of the Holy Spirit College sighed and said.

"It's Shouyuan again, it's sad to say it. We warriors, even if we have the means to penetrate the heavens and the earth, we still can't escape the ravages of time. Perhaps, only after we have truly set foot on the peak of martial arts, can we live as long as the sky and live forever. .”

Murong Yunxuan said with emotion.

"Yes, no matter how strong you are, no matter how talented you are, as long as you fail to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, sooner or later your lifespan will run out. .”

The vice president of Holy Spirit College shook his head and said helplessly.

"The pinnacle of martial arts?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhao Letian couldn't help frowning, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Look, someone is coming again."

At this moment, the crowd became noisy again.

Looking up, I saw that this time, two people strolled in the air, all exuding the terrifying aura of king-level powerhouses.

One of them was wearing a gilded battle armor. He was tall and majestic, with gray beard and hair. He had an aura of calm and prestige. He was the kind of big man who had been in a high position for a long time and held power in his hands.

Behind this person, followed by a young girl, it was Murongqian who had had a feud with Zhao Letian.

The other person was wearing a purple robe with a suave appearance. Behind him was another person, none other than Yu Wenhui.

"It's Zhennan King Murong Batian, and the head of the Yuwen family, Yu Wende."

Everyone immediately recognized the two king-level powerhouses who came this time.

"King of Zhennan? Yu Wende?"

Seeing the arrival of these two people, Zhao Letian's expression was not very good. After all, he had a feud with these two people.

(End of this chapter)