Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 387 Dynasty Messenger

After three months of painstaking training, Zhao Letian thought to himself that he was able to stabilize Xu Ye, so naturally he was not afraid of him, even if he had to fight to the death, it would be fine.

"How dare you call me a trash? Well, if I don't kill you today, I, Xu Ye, will pretend to be a member of the Heavenly Fire Nation!"

Xu Ye was burning with anger. As he spoke, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and he suddenly took out a long knife that was burning with flames.

He has forgotten that not long ago, it was he who first humiliated Zhao Letian as a waste.

In his opinion, the reason why he lost to Zhao Letian in that move just now was entirely because he was careless. If he went all out and fought seriously, he could still defeat Zhao Letian.

"If you want to die, I can fulfill you."

Zhao Letian was fearless, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, he took out a pitch-black middle-grade spirit weapon spear.

This medium-grade spiritual weapon spear was a spiritual weapon he personally refined. Compared with the nine-star spiritual weapon spear obtained in the Canglang Kingdom, it was more suitable for him and more powerful.

Seeing that the two of them had taken out their spiritual weapons and were about to fight to the death, many people were overjoyed.

Let's fight, it's best to come to an end together, in that case, they can reduce two competitors in the secret realm of the dynasty.

"Zhao Zilong, die!"

Xu Ye stared at Zhao Letian, with a strong power of true energy surging from his body, he swung his knife and slashed at Zhao Letian.

"Humph!"

Zhao Letian snorted coldly, and waved his spear to meet him.

"stop!"

However, at this moment, a deep shout suddenly came from the depths of the hall, which contained great power, and Zhao Letian and Xu Ye were easily knocked back by just the sound waves.

"King-level powerhouse!"

Everyone was startled and followed the sound to look.

I saw, from the depths of the hall, five figures came out together, and their auras were as vast as an abyss, making one tremble uncontrollably.

"It's Lord Wen!"

"My King Wu of the Great Jin Kingdom!"

"My Torch King of the Skyfire Kingdom!"

"And my Rain King of Lei Ze Country!"

"Who is that person in front of them? It's such a big show that four king-level powerhouses are following behind them."

Everyone looked at the five people who came, and discussed one after another.

"I've notified you to come here today. It's for you to meet the messenger, not for you to fight. Sit back."

At this moment, one of them, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a very thin figure, but who seemed to be full of powerful explosive power, looked around the crowd and said indifferently.

Although his voice was very calm, it contained an undeniable sense of strength.

"It's Lord Martial King!"

Excitement appeared in the eyes of everyone in the Great Jin Kingdom.

King Wu is a legendary figure in the Great Jin Kingdom, as famous as the King of War.

The king of war is named king by his military exploits, while the king of Wu is named king by his martial arts. His strength is enough to disdain many king-level powerhouses, which is very terrifying.

It was he who shocked Zhao Letian and Zhao Letian with his words just now.

King Wu is an out-and-out martial idiot. He is always obsessed with cultivation and rarely shows up.

Even when his good friend, King Wen of the Canglang Kingdom came, he didn't come out to greet him, but asked King Wen to find him.

It is rare for him to show up today.

"Zhao Zilong, sit back."

At this time, King Wen also smiled lightly.

"Yes sir."

Zhao Letian bowed to King Wen and then sat back in the seat of the Canglang Kingdom.

"Xu Ye, you go back too."

Immediately afterwards, a majestic old man with red beard and hair narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep look at Zhao Letian, then looked at Xu Ye, and said indifferently.

"Yes, Lord Torch."

Xu Ye bowed and said, and then retreated to the camp of Tianhuo Nation.

They dare not not listen to the words of the king-level powerhouse.

"Hehe, young people, it's normal to be impulsive. If so many geniuses gather together, if there is no friction, I will suspect that there is something wrong with the candidates prepared by your four major kingdoms this time."

At this time, in front of the four king-level powerhouses, the old man in a white robe with white beard and hair suddenly smiled and said.

Like everyone else, Zhao Letian quietly looked at the white-haired old man.

I saw that the other party had a ruddy complexion, a hale and hearty look, with a fairy-like appearance, and his eyes were as bright as stars, like a deep starry sky.

Although for Zhao Letian and the others, the aura of the king-level and above powerhouses is incomparably vast and difficult to measure, they can't tell any difference at all.

However, the feeling that this white-haired old man gave them was obviously more terrifying than those four king-level powerhouses.

"This person is very likely to be a monarch-level powerhouse."

Zhao Letian thought to himself.

A monarch-level powerhouse is enough to rule the four major kingdoms, but he is only an envoy sent by the Tianqiong Dynasty. From this, it can be seen how powerful the Tianqiong Dynasty must be.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Haven't met the Messenger as soon as possible."

At this time, the last king-level powerhouse with purple beard, hair, and purple pupils also spoke.

"See Messenger!"

When everyone heard the words, they all bowed and saluted.

"Okay, okay, there is no need to be polite, everyone get up, my title is Lord Fuyun, and you can call me Lord Yun from now on."

The white-haired old man said with a kind smile on his face.

"Lord Floating Cloud? Sure enough, he is a king-level powerhouse!"

Zhao Letian thought to himself.

As we all know, strong men above the king level have their own titles, which are the supreme honor that true martial arts strong men should enjoy.

For example, King Wen, King Zhan, and King Wu are all titles of king-level powerhouses.

Similarly, monarch-level powerhouses also have their own titles. For example, Murong Shengxiong, the monarch of the Canglang Kingdom, is honored as the Holy Monarch.

Since the white-haired old man dared to carry the word "Jun" in his title, it meant that he definitely possessed the level of a monarch.

"See Mr. Yun!"

Everyone respectfully said.

"Okay, let's all sit down. I'm here today just to tell you one thing. Three days later, we'll be leaving for the Sky Dynasty. Before that, if you have any unfinished business, It’s best to hurry up and do it, if you miss this opportunity, you will have to leave for the Sky Dynasty by yourself, this is all I have to say, you can do it yourself.”

Lord Fuyun looked around the crowd, and while speaking, he had firmly remembered everyone's appearance and aura.

After finishing speaking, Lord Fuyun turned around and walked deep into the palace.

"His Royal Highness Chen Xiao, all geniuses, I will leave it to you, and I will treat you well."

King Wu looked at Ye Chenxiao and said.

"Don't worry, King Wu, Chen Xiao will naturally not neglect you."

Ye Chenxiao smiled lightly.

King Wu nodded, and then left with Lord Fuyun.

The monarch of the Great Jin Kingdom couldn't show up because of something, so the four king-level powerhouses could only entertain the envoy of the Sky Dynasty.

"Everyone, the banquet has been prepared. This may be the last gathering before our departure. Let's have a drink."

Ye Chenxiao picked up his wine glass, looked around at the crowd, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No need, I'll take a step ahead when I still have something to do, so I'll leave."

Di Rong, the first genius of Tianhuo Nation, stood up, said indifferently, and then left with everyone in Tianhuo Nation.

(End of this chapter)