Everyone was quite surprised by the sword intent that suddenly appeared last night and disappeared in a flash.

Lin Yun was very surprised, and even Elder Luo Feng's expression was a little dignified.

Thinking about it, it seems that last night inadvertently, it did enter a certain mysterious state. In that state, the sword intent that burst out was far more terrifying than he had estimated.

Seeing the others, they didn't ask what they meant, Lin Yun thought about it and didn't say anything.

At the entrance to the island in front, it was crowded with people, and the family of the princess's mansion was busy.

The middle-aged steward I saw yesterday, when he saw Lin Yun and his party, a smile appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to greet him, and arched his hand: "Elder Luo." ”

"Steward Hong, this is a small gift prepared by Lingxiao Sword Pavilion for Princess Fenghua. ”

Luo Feng smiled slightly, patted the storage bag next to him, took out a brocade box and handed it over.

The steward opened it and looked at it, his face changed slightly, handed over the brocade box to his subordinates, and said with a smile: "This gift is not thin, the five-hundred-year-old Shui Yun Fruit, but any sect can take it out, a few come with me." ”

He made a gesture to lead a few people to another entrance, avoiding the crowd.

The entrance is a nine-curved wooden bridge built in the middle of the lake, which twists and turns, winding all the way to the island in the middle of the lake.

After the steward left, Elder Luo stood on the wooden bridge and sighed softly, "Qiongtai Island, I haven't been on this Qiongtai Island for many years. ”

A moment later, the Qiongtai Island in Elder Luo Feng's mouth appeared in everyone's field of vision. There is a square on the island that is white as jade, crystal clear, and glowing with a faint streamer, overflowing with brilliance, light but not thick, elegant and noble.

This is the Qiongtai Palace, where the princess's birthday banquet is held.

A steady stream of people, in an endless stream, rushed in, and sat down according to the nameplate on the as.

In the arrangement of the location, there are also doorways inside, the periphery is the most ordinary force, the internal force is the top sect of the Great Qin Empire, and the core position is the four transcendent sects and the relatives of the imperial capital.

The seat order of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, even in the core position, was not very forward, and it was placed in the position behind the left hand, and the first position on the left hand was the Qin Tian Academy.

On the opposite side, the Demon Moon Villa is in the center, and on the left and right are the Xuantian Sect and the Mixed Yuan Gate.

"Sit down. ”

Behind the long low table, Lin Yun and the others sat on Luo Feng's left and right in turn.

As soon as he sat down, Wen Yanbo, the elder of the Mixed Yuan Gate opposite, glanced at Elder Luo Feng provocatively, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"That person is Xin Jue, is it? It is rumored that he has the strength comparable to that of the Eighth Prince, if he hadn't missed the Longmen Dabi back then, his name would have been among the Eight Princes. ”

In the third sequence of the Mixed Yuan Gate, Yu Wenbo, who is known as one of the four masters along with Xin Yan and others, his eyes fell on Xin Jue and said softly.

In his feelings, the breath on Xinjue's body was very strong and a little unpredictable.

"It's just a rumor, but it's just a lost dog, and I'll make him dare not think about it again. ”

The one who spoke was a young man in blue, burly and domineering, and his long shirt was a little unable to support the bulging muscles. Just by looking at it, it gives people quite a lot of pressure, and I am afraid that the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Battle Body Technique has reached a very high level.

This person is Zhou Tai, a core disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect, who is in the second sequence like Xin Jue, and has the qualifications to impact the top eight in the Dragon Gate Competition.

At the end of the year, there is no doubt that he and Xin Jue will definitely be competitors, and they are naturally quite hostile to them.

Wen Yanbo smiled predictively: "After the banquet is over, Zhou Tai, you go to deal with Xinjue, Yu Wenbo, you go to clean up Xinyan's girl, Zuo Yun to deal with the new bullshit genius of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, this time I want to let Lingxiao Sword Pavilion lose his life!"

"Elder Wen, that Xinyan is just a matter of me for action, and I don't need Senior Brother Yuwen. ”

A purple-clothed young man in the Mixed Yuan Sect who cultivated to the Xuanwu Eightfold said quite confidently.

In his princess banquet this time, his goal was Xinyan, challenging her position as one of the four masters in the third sequence, and becoming famous in one fell swoop.

Between the words of several people, they didn't take Lingxiao Sword Pavilion in their eyes at all, only Zuo Yun didn't speak, and was slightly silent.

A flash of anger flashed on Luo Feng's face, these people from the Mixed Yuan Sect really had no one in their eyes.

Although the other party's voice was small, everyone present had Xuanwu realm cultivation, and they all heard it clearly. Looking at the rather playful looks on the faces of the elders and disciples of the other sects, Wen Yanbo obviously did it on purpose.

At the same time, a trace of worry flashed in his heart, if it was really as the other party said, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion would all be defeated.

I'm afraid I'm going to lose face today, and after I go back, it's not easy for him to explain to Protector Mei. Bai Ting, who has always been against him, will definitely not let go of this opportunity and fall into the ground.

You can lose to anyone later, and you must not lose to the people of the Mixed Yuan Gate!

Time passed, everyone raised their glasses and drank freely, and the guests in the hall gradually became full.

Finally.

Rising from the main hall, a bloody and fierce murderous aura, a group of people stood tall, did not squint, full of battle armor, and stepped into the core area of the main hall.

"It's the people of the Divine Camp!"

In the midst of the surprise, someone soon recognized the origin of this group of young people, who were the young leaders cultivated in the army by the Imperial Capital Shence Battalion. Unlike the sect, the leaders cultivated by the Shence Battalion pay attention to actual combat and blood, and all have the experience of battlefield fighting.

In each person's hands, there are at least a thousand lives, and a terrifying murderous aura is raised by this.

The leader is a man and a woman, the man is heroic and upright, and his handsome facial features have a hardness that only a soldier has. This person Lin Yun didn't know, but he was quite familiar with the woman next to him.

Liu Yue......

It was a bit of a surprise, but after thinking about it, it was strange that she was the beloved daughter of the commander of the Divine Wisdom Camp, and it didn't come with these people.

"There are still masters in the Shence camp, and the eighth son's Guan Shan Gongzi came out of the Shence camp. ”

"The young man in this lead is named Yue Qing, and the Shence Camp is said to want to train him to become the second Guanshan Gongzi. ”

"This Yue Qing doesn't look very old, and three years later, it is really possible to become the second prince of Guanshan. ”

As soon as these maverick disciples of the Shence Camp appeared, they caused a burst of noise, which was very eye-catching.

When he was about to pass by Elder Luo Feng, Liu Yue was still a little conscious and gave Elder Luo Feng a salute.

Just when his eyes fell on Lin Yun, he seemed a little unkind, and sneered: "A sword slave can also sit in the core position in a dignified manner, and he is not afraid of losing the face of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion......"

She has a deep grudge with Lin Yun, and she has tried to recover the scene several times without success, and she is very angry in her heart.

Right now, the people in the Shence camp behind him are also fearless, and they will expose Lin Yun's old background in public.

It's just that she obviously underestimated the other party, and with Lin Yun's state of mind, such words couldn't cause any waves to him. A pair of star-bright eyes were full of indifference, and they didn't look at her.

Sword slave?

Once indeed a sword slave, he never shied away from his origins, nor did he feel inferior.

"It turns out that it's really a sword slave...... I was surprised before, the mark on his eyebrows was a little familiar. But thinking that he was a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, he didn't think much about it, he just thought it was a special sign. ”

"Interesting, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion really dares to bring anyone, and I don't look at what kind of occasion this is. ”

"Princess Fenghua's birthday banquet actually brought a sword slave here, and it seems that there is no one in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion...... Hehe. ”

In the martial arts world, what kind of ornaments are on the faces of warriors, although they are rare, they are normal. Before, everyone didn't think much about the little purple mark on Lin Yun's eyebrows.

At this moment, being told by Liu Yue in public caused a commotion, and Lin Yun's expression looked a little strange.

"This kid turned out to be a sword slave. ”

Cao Jie of Qintian Academy smiled coldly, most of the people in Qintian Academy are children of families, he was born in a poor family, and he was quite inferior in it.

But he didn't expect Lin Yun's background to be lower than himself, and unknown happiness flashed in his heart.

It seems that before they even fought, they had already outbeaten him.

Not only him, but also many disciples of the Demon Moon Villa, Xuantian Sect, and Mixed Yuan Sect, after being stunned for a moment, their faces flashed with mockery.

These people, no matter how low their origins, will not be slaves.

He was a slave for a day, but he had a seal for life, and he was ridiculed.

Liu Yue's eyes flashed with color, such a situation was exactly the effect she wanted in her heart.

It's a pity that when he saw Lin Yun's calm face, he couldn't help but flash a thick disappointment in his heart, and soon this disappointment turned into anger.

Let you pretend, and when Yue Qing tramples you under your feet, see how you pretend!

The smile on Elder Luo Feng's face just rose on the spot, and his face instantly fell, and he snorted coldly: "It's not your turn to talk about the matter of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. After this matter is settled, I will propose to Protector Mei that you be expelled from the Sword Pavilion Pill Hall. ”

It could be seen that Elder Luo Feng was really angry, and when he faced the provocation of the Mixed Yuan Gate, his face was not so gloomy.

"Let's chase it, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion can't protect you, the Divine Strategy Camp will definitely come out for you, Miss, let's go first." ”

Yue Qing glanced at Lin Yun with a little murderous intent, led a group of people, quickly settled down, and sat on the seat.

"Little junior brother, what did you stop me from doing just now, I tore this slut's mouth and let her chew the root of her tongue. ”

Xinyan's eyes flashed with annoyance, a little aggrieved, just now Lin Yun secretly held her hand and didn't let her get up.

"You can't go and tear his mouth apart if someone says I'm going to talk about me. Let her say it, the sword in my hand will not lose the slightest edge because of her words. ”

Lin Yun put down the wine glass, and behind the breezy breeze was a heart of the sword that was not stained with dust.

The world slanders me and laughs at me, but so what?

There is always a sword that will not live up to the pride and blood in my heart, and live up to the ambition of Lingyun in my heart. That's it.

Click!

The jade door in the main hall was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people walked out of it, and the main person of the banquet appeared.

However, the first person to come out was not Princess Fenghua, but a big man who no one expected in advance.

As soon as he appeared, the noise of the audience disappeared.