Chapter 553
“This is really surprising, Jian Shisan is still alive and appeared in Daqin.”
Many elders were extremely surprised in their hearts. This Sword Thirteen was a legend in their youth. Back then, holding on with one hand, amazed Da Qin, after he failed to compete with Jian Xuanhe for the position of the pavilion master, he never appeared again.
Fifty years ago, he and Jian Xuanhe were both sword pavilion evildoers and swept the younger generation of Daqin.
It is the nightmare of many people. The elders of the many sects present have suffered a lot in the hands of this sword thirteen.
Seeing him suddenly appear, how not surprised.
But even though he is a genius of Tianzong, he is still a little bit overwhelmed by opposing the deacon of Xuanyang Temple.
No matter what, Xuanyang Palace is the overlord-level sect of the Ancient Southern China Region.
Even if Ji Yun is just a deacon, his strength and background are enough to make the powerhouses of the Celestial Soul Realm afraid of him.
Don’t talk about King Qin.
With thirteen swords, can he stop Ji Yun?
“Where did the old thing come from, go away.”
Sword Thirteen?
Ji Yuan had never heard of that a master of the Great Qin Empire would dare to compete with Xuanyang Palace.
Praying man’s arm blocks the car and does not have to do so.
Seeing Ji Yun’s palm, trembling crazily, in an instant, a huge flame palm, shining generously in the void, slapped it fiercely at the thirteenth master.
The huge palm of his hand stretched out with five fingers, like a stone pillar to the sky.
Click!
The Thirteenth Lord didn’t even look at it, and raised his hand with a sword, which seemed to contain Tianwei’s palm, which was pierced by the sword light in an instant and disappeared.
“this……”
Ji Yun’s expression was shocked. How could this be possible? Even if he was a strong Celestial Soul Realm, he couldn’t easily crack it.
The old man, what is his identity?
He looked at the thirteenth master, the expression in his eyes stiffened unnaturally.
“It’s been a long time since no one has spoken in front of me like this, but a deacon in the Xuanyang Temple, and the soul hasn’t arrived, so he dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man! Kneel down!”
The Thirteenth Lord gave Ji Yun a cold drink, like a thunder, with the sword intent of Zhengming in his voice.
Extremely overbearing!
If Ji Yun was struck by lightning on the spot, he only felt a heavy thunder in his chest, and opened his mouth to spit out blood.
There is a great sword intent, like a mountain, pressing down.
No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail, the deacon of the Xuanyang Temple. In front of everyone, he fell off the altar and knelt down in public.
“Sword Thirteen!”
Seeing such a scene, everyone in Longmen trembled violently. The strength of this old man completely subverted everyone’s impression.
“Senior, who is the expert? If the junior has made a rude statement just now, please forgive me… But I am the deacon of Xuanyang Temple, don’t be too much!”
Ji Yuan knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said every word.
Between the words, the prestige and arrogance just now disappeared.
“Palm mouth.”
Jian Shisan looked indifferent, slapped it in the air and slapped it. With a slap, Ji Yun was spit out blood on the spot.
He didn’t even look at the other party. He looked directly at King Qin and snorted coldly: “The holy envoy hasn’t shown up. What qualifications do you have, King Qin, to deal with Lin Yun in conjunction with Xuanyang Hall?”
King Qin said coldly: “Longmen Dabi belongs to Longmen Dabi, but my personal affairs of Daqin are beyond the control of the envoy. Since the envoy did not show up to stop him, he apparently acquiesced in my handling of this matter, Qin Yu’s death. Lin Yun must pay the price!”
“Then you can try it out!”
The thirteenth master crossed his eyebrows and cried out in a deep voice.
The atmosphere between the two of them was suddenly tense, and it was much more terrifying than the fight with Ji Yun just now.
These are two strong men of the Celestial Soul Realm, vying for the front!
Everyone was suddenly very nervous, and no one can guarantee that the thirteenth master and the king of Qin will fight each other.
With their strength, can they escape in the aftermath of their fight?
“People can’t be resurrected from death. If the father is to kill a deceased person who takes the blame, regardless of the people of Daqin Liming, there is no need for this throne to continue to sit down.”
Just in the confrontation between Jian Shisan and King Qin, it was out of control.
In Longmen Square, suddenly thought of a cold and arrogant voice, just like the sound of the first drops of clouds and snow on the top of a mountain.
The cold voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
Compared with the vicissitudes of the thirteenth master’s vicissitudes and domineering tone, it is a little less heavy, but the shock that it caused in the depths of everyone’s hearts was greater than that.
Everyone is too familiar with this voice.
Since the opening of the Dragon Gate Competition, I have heard it many times, except for the present Princess Qin Fenghua, there will be no second person.
People can’t be resurrected from death. If the father is to kill a dead person who has taken the blame, regardless of the people of Daqin Liming, this throne does not need to continue to sit down.
The weight of this remark is surprising.
No one expected that Princess Fenghua would stand on the opposite side of King Qin.
“What did you say?”
King Qin looked cold, suddenly turned around, staring at Princess Fenghua and shouted in a deep voice.
Princess Fenghua remained undaunted, and said in a deep voice, “I made a mistake? Father Wanggui is the lord of the Qin Kingdom. With an order, the people in the Shence Camp naturally dare not refuse. But you can ask yourself, these people are really willing to do for Qin. Will Yu take revenge? If they died in battle, would it be worth it? How would the visitors from all over Longmen Square look at it?”
When the voice fell, the scene was deadly quiet, and the eyes of the many soldiers in the Shence camp flashed with strange colors.
There is no doubt that as long as the prince gives an order, the Shence camp will definitely take action against the sword pavilion. Even if he knows he will die, he will continue to do so without hesitation.
Because they are loyal to the royal family and Daqin, it is the sword in the hands of the king.
But if you say, deep down in their hearts, are they really willing?
The answer is obvious. As long as the scene is not stupid, everyone knows that Qin Yu’s death is at his own expense.
The Dragon Gate Competition is clearly over, and it is still stalking, losing the battle and losing.
As for his death, he was completely obsessed with ruin, which can be seen by a three-year-old child.
It is obviously worthless to pay for revenge for this person.
As for the tens of thousands of spectators in Longmen Square, they were naturally like a mirror, and King Qin absolutely couldn’t stop the crowd.
Lin Yun has gone all the way to the present, and it has been very difficult. In the end, he created a miracle and won the top spot, which has already won everyone’s favor.
Today, King Qin, even if he forcibly punishes Lin Yun, his reputation will be discredited.
Feeling the gaze projected from the Quartet, King Qin’s face suddenly became gloomy, so Fenghua, this is to use the people’s heart to suppress me!
“Interesting, it’s a big show.”
Just at this moment, there was a thick voice in the distance, rolling like thunder.
Immediately there were two figures, breaking through the air, and the wind roared.
After a while, these two figures fell into the ruins of the Longmen Battle Platform. On the left is a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and a blue belt tied around his body. His body is permeated with the majesty of a superior, his breath is unfathomable and unmeasurable.
Next to him, there is a young man, but he has reached the realm of the Purple Mansion with his cultivation level long after he has spent two decades.
“Brother!”
Ji Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this person, and his face suddenly showed ecstasy.
Brother?
The expressions of everyone in the Lingxiao sword pavilion changed slightly. In this case, isn’t this middle-aged man just the master of Qin Yu in Xuanyang Palace, Hua Yunxu.
Hua Yunxu, in this Xuanyang Palace, is an out-and-out great figure.
A deacon like Ji Yun is completely incomparable.