Nine Realms Sword Master

Han Jiangling, five years ago, he was already the fourth of the first sects. At that time, the twelve first sects were not the twelve people now. Five years is not a long time, but the first sect list is full of dragons and tigers, and the competition is fierce. , Five years have passed, how many people have been squeezed out, and how many people have been squeezed up, but Han Jiangling has always been there, and no one knows what cultivation level he is now. I am afraid that this ranking should be moved up.

fourth? third? Second... or the one who wants to challenge the Ling family? Become a lingering person?

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and an inexplicable sense of oppression shrouded everyone's heart.

Master Qingyun frowned, Changying already felt the cold behind him. Is this the junior high school student Han Jiangling? With just one glance, there is a feeling of being completely seen through...

"Master Changying of the first sect, Mr. Qingyun of the first sect, this one... Huh? Could it be that you are the rumored Han Jiangling of the first sect?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded, breaking the weird embarrassment.

Who? He speaks so casually, knowing that these three are all Chuzong, how dare he speak in such a tone?

People followed the sound, only to see a man in a white shirt with red sleeves and long hair like a waterfall walking over.

The man is handsome and extraordinary, his face is sharp like a knife and an axe, with points of water chestnut, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extremely heroic, but there is always a smile of a loved one on his face.

"Who is this person?" Everyone was confused.

But following behind this person were Zhang Shanshui and others from Feihuang Pavilion...

"It looks like someone from Feihuang Pavilion."

People talk carefully.

Han Jiangling, Qing Yun and the others set their sights on the person who came, and after a while, Qing Yun said indifferently, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Hi everyone, my name is Feng Qingyu, and I'm from Feihuang Pavilion." The man smiled brightly, his face full of sunshine.

"Hmph! Nobody." Han Jiangling seemed too lazy to talk to these people, and walked away, extremely arrogant.

But no one dared to say anything about him, after all, he had this strength.

"The representative of Feihuang Pavilion? Looks like a fool."

Qingyun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Feng Qingyu, and walked straight to the altar. Although Zhang Shanshui was the elder of Feihuang Pavilion, as the first sect, he

You can completely ignore it.

Zhang Shanshui stared at the few first sects who left, and said to Feng Qingyu who was beside him: "They will pay the price for their arrogance, Qingyu, today is not only a good day for you to marry the goddess Zihuan and take control of the goddess palace , it is also an opportunity for you to step into the first sect and achieve unworldly glory! You must grasp it well!"

"I'll do my best." Feng Qingyu scratched the back of her head and said.

Apart from Feng Qingyu, Zuo Wanfei, the representative of Wanjianmen, was also present, dressed in a purple sword suit, eight feet long, and equipped with a broad and heavy sword.

Then there is the shadow of the Sky Shadow Sect, with long hair covering his face, and his unremarkable appearance. He is a character who rarely attracts attention in the crowd. The candidate for the first sect, whose strength is unknown, is said to be able to compete for the position of the first sect. In this battle, The talents of Wanxiangmen will pay attention to the whole process, and when it comes to the duel between the first sects, it will definitely affect the ranking of the twelve first sects in the group sect.

Accompanied by Yufeng and Fang Zuolin, Gong Yue of the First Emperor of the Qing Dynasty also rushed to the scene.

Today's Gong Yue's temperament is completely different from before, and he is more confident. He scanned the scene viciously, but failed to see Bai Ye's figure.

"Master, do you think that guy will escape?" Gong Yue asked.

"The nameless man used some tricks to make trouble everywhere, so it wouldn't be surprising if he escaped." Fang Zuo Lin Dan said.

"It's a pity, I still hope to avenge my shame at the recruitment meeting." Gong Yue said coldly.

"Don't worry, Bai Ye is just a show, and it doesn't mean a lot to defeat him. This time, when recruiting relatives, many first sects came, especially Qingyun and Han Jiangling. If you can beat these two, you will definitely be ranked high. To you It is also beneficial." Fang Zuolin said.

Gong Yue nodded, his eyes fell on the two people in the distance, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Crash.

At this time, a sound of breaking through the sky resounded in the sky.

I saw a long rainbow running through here, and several figures followed the long rainbow and landed on the altar.

Everyone was stunned, and the scene immediately quieted down. When they fixed their eyes, it turned out to be the old man descending from the sky.

The old man was full of aura, and after landing, the aura of many strong men was forced back.

"Meet the Lord of the Heavenly Palace!"

People saluted and shouted.

The old man Jiangtian blushed and said with a smile: "Everyone, take your seats, take your seats."

"Thank you, Palace Master."

People sat down.

The old man sat on the chair in front of the altar, the maid stood still, Cai'er and Mu Qingqing accompanied him.

"Everyone traveled through mountains and rivers to come to my Goddess Palace. I know what you are doing, my wife. Birthday celebrations are one thing, but the real purpose of everyone is probably my precious daughter, right?" Bright.

"Palace Master's words are wrong. We are sincerely celebrating Palace Master's birthday, and we are also sincerely seeing the young Palace Master's demeanor. These two things do not conflict, so how can there be any difference?" Xia Houying said with a smile .

The old palace lord rejoiced.

"It's still Elder Xiahou who can speak. Well, the old lady won't be babbling around anymore. Let's not waste time. Let's talk about the rules for recruiting relatives first." The old palace lord straightened his face.

"First of all, those who participate in the selection of relatives cannot be more than fifty years old, and the age difference cannot be too far from my daughter. Secondly, if there is no one in the world, the strength is unparalleled. He is also a unparalleled genius with an unlimited future! During the competition, no Horcruxes, magic circles, or imprints are allowed. Of course, except for weapons, you must use your own soul power and soul skills as means to defeat all powerful enemies and stand out from the crowd. The other is the son-in-law Chenglong of my Goddess Palace..."

The old palace lord spoke eloquently, the people below listened attentively, and the words were almost the same. The old palace lord clapped his hands, and a maid immediately stepped forward and shouted in a crisp voice: "Young palace master please."

After the voice fell, the people around suddenly tightened their breathing.

Young Palace Mistress? The Purple Huan Goddess from the Goddess Palace?

The rumored peerless beauty who dumped everything?

Many people became excited, their eyes widened.

But outside the altar, a group of brightly dressed women came. Among the women was a suspended sedan chair, which was covered by a curtain. In the sedan chair sat a graceful and graceful woman. Clear face, but even so, it still gives people the feeling of beauty, countless people stared wide-eyed, watching the figure, the heart beat wildly, and it became difficult to breathe.

This alone has already haunted countless people. If the veil was removed, what would it be like?

"The person in the sedan chair is the goddess Zihuan, right?"

"It really is a person in the sky. Just like that, I feel like my heart has been taken away by her."

People murmured.

Those early sects all had hot eyes, staring at the person in the sedan chair.

There were two people following in front of the sedan chair, one was Huan Shiying, the adopted daughter of Goddess Zihuan, and the other, who made one's heart tremble with fear, was the famous Venerable Dragon Spirit.

The sedan chair landed on the side of the altar, and the goddess Zihuan came out. When the curtain was pulled open, a gust of fragrant wind hit the face, and everyone was intoxicated

The face under the veil of the Zihuan Goddess showed no expression, and her jewel-like eyes also showed indifference. Even though there were countless heroes standing in front of her, she didn't even look at it. After saluting to the old palace lord, she then Sit on the chair next to him.

The old palace lord frowned, but did not blame him.

On the other hand, Mr. Chang Ying couldn't bear it anymore. From the moment the goddess Zi Huan appeared, he couldn't suppress his heart. Such a person should only be found in the sky, how can he miss it?

"Young Master Chang Ying, I have seen the young palace master. I never expected that the young palace master is as beautiful as the legend... No, it is more charming than the legend. Chang Ying has opened his eyes today." Changying stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to Goddess Zihuan, her voice trembling.

But Goddess Zihuan didn't say a word, she just closed her eyes, as if she wanted to ignore all this.

Mr. Chang Ying was stunned for a moment, very embarrassed.

"Changying, what's your identity? Come down quickly, don't be ashamed." Qingyun snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Changying's actions.

Changying's expression changed, and he returned angrily.

However, as soon as Changying came down, Young Master Qingyun walked up.

"Zi Huan, my name is Qing Yun, the adopted son of the master of Qianzhang Peak, and also your future man, remember it.

Qingyun's words were extremely domineering, which made everyone unhappy.

But Goddess Zihuan still didn't say a word, she closed her eyes tightly, as if she didn't hear.

Qingyun snorted, and said to the old Palace Master: "Palace Master Jiangtian, can we start choosing relatives?"

"It's almost time, activate the formation, and prepare to hold a marriage recruitment meeting." The old man Jiangtian shouted.

"Yes, Palace Master!"

The maids started to move.

Goddess Zihuan moved her eyebrows, she lowered her head and channeled a bit of soul energy, wrapped her voice with soul power, and said to Long Yue beside her: "Long Yue, is everything arranged?"

"It's almost there. I will choose a relative later. I will cause chaos. The master should just escape from the back mountain."

"Thank you for your hard work. Come with me when the time comes." Goddess Zihuan whispered.

"No, as soon as the master left, the old palace master became furious, and the face of the Goddess Palace was ruined. I must stay and take the blame to save face. Master, you will also feel less pressure."

"Follow me." Priestess Zihuan's voice was firm and could not be vetoed.

"If there is no master, this old disease would have killed Long Yue long ago."

"I won't repeat it again." Priestess Zihuan said lightly.

Long Yue stopped talking.

At this time, a beam of light shot up into the sky.

I saw that the huge seal in front of the altar had been activated.

Recruitment has started!

"The big formation isolates the inside and outside. No matter how fierce the internal fighting is, the outside will not be affected. The big formation has been activated, and the recruitment of relatives has begun. I don't know which handsome man has met my precious daughter, and is willing to fight for her?"

The old man Jiangtian said with a smile.

"Qingyun is here!"

As soon as Old Man Jiangtian finished speaking, Young Master Qingyun jumped up and fell into the formation.

Seeing this, Chang Ying, who was just about to move, immediately froze.

Many people's faces were condensed and their hearts were heavy.

Master Qingyun is so impatient?

"Okay! Qianzhang Peak is really a place of outstanding people, and Mr. Qingyun is even more talented. You match my daughter, the old lady has nothing to say!" Jiangtian old man nodded again and again. She is very satisfied with Qingyun, whether it is talent or status , and Zihuan Goddess are very good match.

"But I have something to say!"

Zuo Wanfei from Wanjianmen shouted loudly and jumped into the formation.

"Zuo Wanfei?"

Qingyun sneered: "How dare you provoke me, a trash?"

"Qingyun, I will use you today as a stepping stone for me to step on the first list!" Zuo Wanfei shouted, drew his sword and killed.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Qingyun snorted, his body suddenly spun, and the soul energy overflowed from his body like a cloud, Zuo Wanfei's thick sword pierced into the soul energy, and it became extremely slow.

"Flying Dragon Exploring the Clouds!"

Qing Yun yelled loudly, with one hand forming a claw, like a dragon's claw clasping Zuo Wanfei's chest.

"Epee Wushuang!"

Zuo Wanfei roared angrily, stabbing the epee towards the ground, the soul energy exploded from the sword body, turned into countless sharp blades, and spread to the surroundings.

"Small tricks!" Qingyun was not afraid at all, his steps were spinning fast, like a phantom, he shuttled back and forth among the dense air blades.

"Walk down by cloud shadow fans?"

Someone exclaimed.

Zuo Wanfei was shocked, and hurriedly drew his sword to meet him, but Qingyun was already close, and a claw was firmly on his chest, and a large piece of flesh was torn off by Qingyun forcefully.

Zuo Wanfei screamed in pain, but Qingyun didn't stop, and punched him again on the chest, crushing the soul of heaven, Zuo Wanfei spat out blood, fell to the ground, and passed out directly.

Albatron wins!