Supreme Saint Physique

On the lake terrace, Yan Qingcheng looked at the back of Jun Wuxie away, gritted with anger.

What does this little bastard mean?

I will not regret knowing her now.

The implication is that before this, he regretted knowing her a little bit?

Taking her virginity away, she even said such a thing!

……

At this moment, Jun Wuxie is on his way back to Zongwang Mountain.

Naturally, he would not have thought that when he was excited about the news of the Spirit Void Realm, he casually said a word, and the result made Yan Qingcheng think so much.

He spent a lot of money in the capital to purchase a high level carriage powered by two Samsung Qianling horses.

This carriage is very luxurious, with a spacious interior, a soft and comfortable bed, a coffee table, a table, a stool, and exquisite decorations.

Back to Zongwang Mountain, Jiuye and Uncle Bird asked about it, and he briefly said that the matter of Burning Blade Sect and the Spirit Void Realm was not mentioned.

In the following days, besides cultivation, he will accompany Yue Yao.

During this period, all the basic resources he got from killing enemies in Nanshan Secret Realm were given to the wine master and bird uncle.

Zongwang Academy has been in decline for a long time, sect has no background and resources are extremely scarce.

In the future, Zongwang Academy wants to regain its prosperity, so it has to rebuild sect and recruit dísciple, which consumes a lot of resources.

……

The time for Land of Trial to open is just around the corner.

In the early morning of this day, the five members of Zongwang Academy arrived at the central square of the capital in a luxurious carriage purchased a few days ago.

The huge square is already a vast crowd in the early morning.

The Central Region is blocked, and inside are four elders who hold Mountain Sword Sect.

Several hundred meters away from the blocked area, four high platforms were built there.

Each high platform is about three meters long and is a square with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Luxury chairs and tables are placed on the high platform, and wine, snacks, and fruit plates are placed on the table.

The people who hold the Mountain Sword Sect and the Great River Sword Sect are already on the high platform.

Their top is sitting at the table, and the young dísciple is standing behind him.

Emperor Ji Liufeng and the queen were also sitting on one of the high platforms, and the eighth prince Ji Beilan stood quietly beside them.

The Deputy Commander also stood silently behind Ji Liufeng and the queen.

Apart from this, there is also an old man with gray beard and hair embroidered with the True Dragon logo on his left chest, with ten young and middle-aged men wearing the same clothes, standing beside Ji Liufeng and the queen.

As soon as Jun Wuxie drove to the edge of the square, he saw that Ji Liufeng and the queen's faces were not very good-looking, and the eighth prince was full of anger, facing the Mountain Sword Sect, hanging down on his waist His hands were clenched into fists.

Nearby, watching the lively crowd, their faces are also full of anger.

Jun Wuxie's eyes are slightly cold.

What happened?

He was wondering when he heard a young sword cultivator on the high platform of Qing Mountain Sword, looking at the angry Ji Beilan with a joking expression, and said: "Look at you, it seems that you still Quite aggrieved? You have to know that you can explain to us Senior Brother Feng, but it is the blessing of the generations of you Imperial Family in Da Zhou!"

"The dísciple of your sect is too much to talk about! "Ji Liufeng said with a calm face to the top of the Mountain Sword Sect: "Although my Imperial Family is far inferior to your Mountain Sword Sect, but I don't want to climb your sect who. In this case, I hope your sect dísciple doesn't Say it again!"

"Well, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I hold the dísciple of the Mountain Sword sect. Although the words are more direct, they are facts." Elder, a core member of the Mountain Sword sect, didn't care: " Chen Feng heard that there was a Princess in Da Zhou, known as Da Zhou Legendary. He was very interested in this strange woman. Why didn't Your Majesty become a good thing?" .

He didn't expect that the top leaders of the Mountain Sword Sect would say the same.

Great Zhou Imperial Family, can't offend the Mountain Sword case.

However, this matter is absolutely impossible to promise, but I can't tear my face. If I tactfully refuse, holding the dísciple of the Mountain Sword Sect, I will be reluctant to say something harsh and harsh.

"Your Majesty in Great Zhou, what else can you hesitate?" The young sword cultivator of Mountain Sword said with a smile: "We explain Senior Brother Feng, that's the Southern Star Awards The character on the above, the peerless talent of the king. Although the Senior Brother Feng has Dao Companion, but you can give me Senior Brother as a concubine, and it is not wronged. In the future, you will explain Senior Brother in the future. Feng is backing, and he will prosper for another three thousand years!"

"You!" Ji Liu's face was so angry that the muscles on his face were beating fiercely, coldly said: "Yinlan only asks for Martial Dao, and has no other thoughts. I won’t say this again!"

"That's not necessarily." At this time, behind the young sword cultivator, a young man with thick black hair and a sharp face, with a handsome face, smiled. Confidently said: "Well, Da Zhou Your Majesty asked Ji Yinlan to meet me. As long as she sees me, she will not only have Martial Dao in her heart."

"hehe !" The eighth prince smiled angrily and said: "Who do you think you are? If my sister is here, she will not look at you directly!"

"Boy, how do you talk to Senior Brother Feng? "" The young sword cultivator jokingly said: "I'm Senior Brother, but you are going to be your brother-in-law in the future, don't be so small!"

The Eighth Prince complexion ashen.

He was about to fight back when a carriage suddenly rushed in and stopped abruptly between the high platform of the Mountain Sword Sect and the Imperial Family of Dazhou.

Qianling horse's front hoof vacated, xu lu lu hissed.

"Sister..."

The Eighth Prince opened his mouth, but immediately closed his mouth.

"Eighth Prince, did you hear what the guy said just now?" Jun Wuxie jumped off the carriage and asked, looking towards Ji Beilan.

At this time, everyone's eyes are looking at the carriage and also at Jun Wuxie.

People in the capital know that Jun Wuxie has a very unusual relationship with Ji Yinlan.

At this moment, he suddenly rushed in with a carriage, what was he going to do?

Undoubtedly, what happened today, the words and deeds of the Mountain Sword Zong dísciple, is a stark insult to Jun Wuxie.

Da Zhou Princess, but his soulmate.

Now, the dísciple of the Mountain Sword sect, he said that he would accept Ji Yinlan as a concubine.

In the face of a powerful sect like the Mountain Sword Sect, what will Jun Wuxie do and what can he do?

"What are you doing?" Jun Wuxie repeated: "Did you hear what he said?"

"Ah! No, I didn't hear clearly!"

The Eighth Prince reacted and immediately responded like this.

"Have you heard, you said what you just said, but he didn't hear it clearly." Jun Wuxie looked towards the young sword cultivator and said: "Why don't you come down, come to me and tell him again? "

"Boy, what tricks do you want to play?" The young sword cultivator grinned, brushed his sword robe, and stepped off the platform.

He came to Jun Wuxie with a sneer: "I'm here, you will be like..."

weng!

A golden slap Suddenly drew towards him.

The speed and power are fierce, causing the space to burst instantly.

The young sword cultivator's pupils shrank sharply, and he must fight back.

pu' sound.

His martial skill hasn't been displayed yet, and Golden's palm is heavily drawn on his face with a mighty force.

Suddenly, blood was splashed, and the sound of bone cracks resounded throughout the audience.

Blood and brain plasma spattered out together.

The young sword cultivator was killed instantly!

Above the neck, the whole head bloomed like a broken watermelon.

He shook his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

Jun Wuxie stepped on his corpse and stared at the young man with thick black hair and a sharp face on the mountain Sword Zong Gaotai, taunted: "What the hell is this? , This kind of goods dare to make noise here, things like clay chickens and pottery dogs!"

The whole scene is silent.

Here, tens of millions of eyes focused on him.

People are dumbfounded.

No one thought that Jun Wuxie's counterattack would be so direct and violent!

In front of everyone, in front of the high-level leaders of the Mountain Sword Sect, it is unimaginable to kill its Core Disciple!

Ji Liufeng, the Queen, the Eighth Prince and the others were all stunned.

The wine master, bird uncle and the others who lifted the curtain of the car were also stunned.

The people of the Mountain Sword Sect came back to his senses from surprised and angry, his face was so gloomy, and his eyes shot cold light!