Eternal Immortal King

Facing the swordsman's tide-like offensive, the swordsman who was already a little exhausted could not help but become a little flustered.

The swordsman was busy resisting. Because of exhaustion, the swing of the sword was somewhat inaccurate. He only heard the brushing sound, the swordsman's pupils shrank, and he glanced at the corner of his clothes, and found that the sword in the swordsman's hand had opened one. Mouth.

"It's lost, it's going to be lost!"

"The swordsman is going to win! Look at the panic of the swordsman, it is obvious that he is going to lose!"

"Alas! It's a pity, I thought that He Yuanzhang's subordinates could shine, and they could achieve good results in this battle for city lord, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

Tang Ao looked at the excited expressions of the people around him, his face was not shocked. His task this time was to foster a heir close to the Seven Killers Sect. He Yuanzhang's undefeated sixteenth son had nothing to do with him.

However, in this way, Tang Ao gradually understood what was going on in the Water Pearl City Qiankun Ring. The Qiankun Ring was an arena set up by the city lord He Fengyuan soliciting his subordinates, but now it is the stage where various heirs compete for the ‘business road’.

As for what was going on with this ‘Business Road’, Tang Ao was also at a loss, and immediately asked Lei Liang, who was a wind agent next to him:

"Dare to ask Brother Lei, if He Lin, the seventeenth son of He Fengyuan, won the first place in the Universe Challenge, how should this ‘business route’ be allocated?" Tang Ao asked.

Lei Liang was stunned for a moment, and a wave of waves appeared in his eyes, and he pondered for a moment, before he said, "If He Lin has won the first place in the universe, then he can choose the most prosperous business road. This is a business road to the middle area. The Central Region is the most prosperous and fertile area in the Xuanhuang Continent. It gathers heroes from all over the world. Water Pearl City has been in business for many years and has already opened up a trade route here. If this trade route can be obtained, the position of the city lord can be said to be tenable. "

"It's just that the seventeenth son, He Lin, was born by a maidservant. It can be described as the most classic concubine, and he is the weakest of all concubines. How could he win the seat of the city lord."

Tang Ao snorted and said in his heart: "I let He Lin win the seat of the city lord, and he will definitely win the seat of the city lord!"

Above the arena, the swordsman's momentum is getting weaker and weaker, and the swordsman is gradually forced into the trap.

"Old man surrender!" The knife sighed helplessly, and immediately announced his surrender.

The knife man’s original face was suddenly darkened with his confession. He had been in the rivers and lakes for decades, but he was defeated by a teenager who was more than ten years younger. This in itself was a huge blow, not to mention. , Disappointed the mother of the sixteenth son He Yuanzhang.

"Haha, Lao Sixteen, the outcome is determined, hand over the token." He Yuanze saw his martial artist win the victory, his face was full of pride, he stretched out his hand as if begging.

He Yuanzhang's face was pale, and he glanced at the token in his hand reluctantly, and finally gritted his teeth. After all, he threw the token in his hand towards He Yuanze.

He Yuanze stretched out the token lightly, and He Yuanzhang sat down helplessly, his body limp and his face pale.

He Yuanzhang knew that the position of the city lord was completely out of touch with him. This old swordsman was the strongest elite sent by his mother’s family. He could not win even He Yuanze’s weakest subordinates. His heart was full of unwillingness, but I can only grit my teeth and put this unwillingness into my abdomen.

"Damn it, He Yuanze got another token." The nine son He Yuanchao's face was full of gloomy colors, and the other sons of the He family looked a little ugly. The token represents the right to choose trade routes. The more tokens, the higher the points. , Now that the first son He Yuanze defeated the sixteenth son He Yuanzhang, there was an extra token in his hand, making the other sons jealous.

The thirteenth son He Yuanjun turned his eyes and glanced at the seventeenth son He Lin with a vague look. His eyes were immediately replaced by greed. He Yuanjun couldn't restrain the greed in his heart, and said:

"Old seventeen, now everyone's subordinates have more or less tried it. You should also pull the bulls under your own hands for a stroll, right?"

He Yuanjun's words were full of frivolousness, he looked at He Lin with a hot gaze, and licked his lips abnormally.

"Who is talking now?" Tang Ao asked Lei Guang beside him in a puzzled tone. He looked at the stage intently, and saw He Yuanjun's words, and there was a person on the stage of watching martial arts. The weak young man bowed his head coweringly and looked at He Yuanjun timidly.

That cowering young man must be the goal of his trip, He Lin undoubtedly. Tang Ao's heart suddenly settled.

"This person is He Fengyuan's thirteenth son, and his name is Yuanjun. The power behind him is the eleventh ruthless door in the Eastern Region. This person has a very dark personality, and he has the goodness of Longyang." Lei Liang While speaking, he stared at He Yuanjun on the Wutai platform with contempt.

"The so-called'old seventeen' in his mouth, is that the boy who looks very timid?" Tang Ao asked, and at the same time, he had a panoramic view of the delicate relationship between the princes on the martial arts platform.

"Yes, he is He Lin, the seventeenth son of He Fengyuan." Lei bright spot nodded.

Tang Ao narrowed his eyes, and He Lin on the stage looked gentle, like a scholar. At this moment, under the persecution of the handsome He Yuanjun, he looked like a young man who was oppressed in the family.

After a long silence, He Lin finally spoke out under the attention of everyone.

"I won't fight for the position of the city lord. As long as I can live comfortably, I will be satisfied." He Lin said weakly.

As soon as these words came out, the other brothers nodded in satisfaction. He Lin had mediocre talents in martial arts, and was born of a maidservant. There was no background in the matriarchal line, and there was no competitiveness at all. It was no threat to them. .

"You don't even think about the position of the city lord. Why don't you entrust the token in your hand to your brother, how about borrowing your brother's favor?" He Yuanjun narrowed his eyes and looked at He Lin as if he was looking at a prey.

"These thirteen sons, He Yuanjun, are said to be as good as Longyang. Look at his squinted eyes, and he didn't even let his own brother off." Lei Liang shook his head, for something that normal people can't understand. , He is also confused.

Tang Ao did not answer Lei Liang's words, but gathered his energy to watch the changes on the martial arts stage.

As soon as He Yuanjun asked He Lin for the token to "beg for", the other sons around him immediately reacted, and the reaction was still intense.

"He Yuanjun, don't be ashamed. You have the face to beg for tokens, ignoring the rules of the universe!" The eleventh son He Yuanyi was furious and immediately jumped out, as if He Lin was speaking.

"Hypocrisy, this kind of family fighting is extremely hypocritical." Tang Ao looked at the half-baked acting skills of He Yuanyi on the Wushu platform, and suddenly sighed helplessly.