Spirit Sword Sovereign

The attic is extremely spacious and has a large crowd. In front of them, there are tables and chairs carved out of mahogany, centered on the center, surrounded by tables and chairs, and looks quite atmospheric.

At this point, the entire attic did not have the noise of the moment, everyone stopped the sound and fell on Chu Xingyun’s body.

These eyes are different, there are horror, doubts, and anger, but more are somber and cold.

In such a scene, the air in the attic was solidified, and the atmosphere became stiff. In the silence, there was a hint of murderous intention, which permeated the void.

“Today is the day of the Ancient Sword meeting. The generations are either the Kingdom Talent or the Imperial Dynasty Junjie. How do you qualify to enter this place?”

A gloomy and cold voice came out, and the person who spoke, Chu Xingyun is no stranger, it is Bai Muchen.

At the moment of yesterday, Bai Muchen made a move in public, leaving a shallow mark on the sword monument. This trace made him see hope. He felt that he could be close to Xiacheng in summer, and even won the beauty.

But the sudden appearance of Chu Xingyun broke all his fantasies.

Finally, Chu Xingyun was also invited by Xia Qingcheng, and they entered the courtyard side by side and shared a trip!

This result is too dramatic, and it is difficult for Bai Muchen to accept. Today, when he sees Chu Xingyun coming here, his eyes become blood red and sly, so that everyone can clearly feel it.

“Your cultivation base is too weak, and you are not qualified to participate in the Ancient Sword meeting.” Fang Shi also stood up and screamed like a lion, letting the whole attic tremble a few times, and the coldness became more and more thick.

Not only the two of them, the generations present, there are many summer Qimingcheng admirers, for Chu Xingyun, they are also slightly heard, although not seen, but the heart has been cold.

“I invited Luo Yun to come here. Do you have any opinions?” Xia Qingcheng opened his mouth and looked at Fang Shi and Bai Muchen with a cold eyes.

When I heard this, the eyes of the many people were slightly stagnation. Xia Qingcheng actually invited this person?

Could it be that As the rumor said, this young man named Luo Yun has been relieved by Xia Qingcheng in the summer. The two had already formed a tie last night.

Bai Muchen’s face became more and more ugly. He glared at Chu Xingyun and turned his head: “I don’t have any opinions from the people who invited the Qingcheng Princess, but this child’s cultivation base is too weak. If it is spread out, I am afraid it will be provoked.”

“This is very, the Ancient Sword will only be Talent!” Fang Shi also screamed, although he did not like Bai Muchen, but Chu Xingyun is their common enemy, naturally to join forces to defend the enemy.

Chu Xingyun frowned, just want to speak, but see the summer Qingcheng lifts the head, watching Fang Shi and Bai Muchen, the voice did not waverly said: “Your words, finished?”

The crowd is a glimpse, I don’t know what Xia Qingcheng is saying.

“This is the city of Ancient Sword, which is the territory of my great summer Imperial Dynasty, and I am the Princess of the Imperial Dynasty of the Great Summer. I am in charge of the ancient Sword city, I will invite people, but I will not be able to take you. Just point and point, if you insist that you don’t want to see Luoyun, please leave them here!”

The cold voice, spit out from the mouth of Xia Qingcheng in the summer, the attic, like a cold wind sweep, let the Fangshi and Bai Muchen feel cold and stiff in place.

The crowd is also heart twitching, and each and everyone is incredibly looking at the picture.

They can clearly feel that Xia Qingcheng is angry and angry for Chu Xingyun.

Looking at the sullen summer Qingcheng, Bai Muchen clenched his fists and his eyes stared at Chu Xingyun, but he stopped talking.

Here, it is the territory of Ancient Sword City, the great summer Imperial Dynasty.

Bai Muchen, from the distant Tianfeng Imperial Dynasty, even if he is too angry, angry, and not wanting to be a Chu Xingyun, and Xia Qingcheng completely fall out.

“The seven-foot man, who is hiding in the back of the woman, let the woman support it. This unscrupulous move is really making my lions open their eyes!” At the time of Bai Muchen’s retreat, the Fangshi was talking.

His voice is very loud, like a lion roaring, and his dark gold eyes, even directly to Chu Xingyun, there is no taunt in the conceal heart.

Fang Shi, who is the first Madman of the Martial Emperor, is arrogant.

Xia Qingcheng brows tight, just want to talk, but see Chu Xingyun stand up, said with a sneer: “Do not speak, does not mean dodging, but does not mean cowardice, at the same time, rumors, does not mean strong, more Often, it is illusory.”

As said, Chu Xingyun looked up slightly, and the self-confident expression revealed the innate confidence.

The crowd saw Chu Xingyun’s look, and his heart couldn’t help but tremble. This child has such looks and temperament. It is no wonder that Xiacheng will make a lot of partiality.

“Sharp-tongued generation, can you dare to fight with me?” Fang Shi looked coldly at Chu Xingyun, and there was a battle intent.

“Fang Lion, your cultivation base is far better than Luoyun, you two fight, fundamentally…” Xia Qingcheng knows the strength of Fangshi, and hastened to refute, but her words have not finished yet, Chu Xingyun replies: “How to fight?”

Xia Qingcheng was shocked. When he looked back, he saw Chu Xingyun not paying attention.

“Since you come to Ancient Sword City, you are mostly going to take Trial, so you and me will suppress the spiritual power, and each will have a sword. Whoever has the upper hand will win.” Fang Shi said with a sneer, then I saw it. His palms flicked into the void, and the humming sounds, and a low and heavy sword cry sounded, with a sense of violentness.

Seeing the behavior of the Fangshi, there are many people in the heart.

Fang Lan’s Martial Spirit is a cracked lion, ranked in the Fifth Grade. This Martial Spirit makes his whole body ter extremely terrifying, even if it suppresses all the spiritual power, it should not be underestimated.

His proposal, on the surface, is fair, but it has already made Chu Xingyun fall behind.

“No need to compare.” Chu Xingyun suddenly sounded, let the crowd look solid, and immediately looked at the past.

The Fangshi also stopped to watch the action, see this Chu Xingyun, said while laughing loudly: “You are going to admit defeat so soon?”

“This battle, you will lose no doubt, so there is no need to compare.” Chu Xingyun spit out a few words, so that the lion’s smile immediately solidified there, his body trembled, the roots of the hair erected, as if to A humanoid lion.

Not only is the Fangshi one person, the many people present are angry, Chu Xingyun’s words, arrogant, too arrogant, not yet a battle, said Fang Lion has lost.

In front of the crowd, Xia Qingcheng is a look of anticipation.

In her eyes, Chu Xingyun’s body is far from the square lion, but his sword technique is particularly superb. Under the two offsets, the strength of both sides should be between the two.

This battle is definitely fierce!