"My brothers chose you as his opponent, and it was so stupid. ”

Qianfengyu turned around and looked directly into Xiao Yu's eyes, "You and I are not things in the pool, one day, the One Sword Sect will no longer be able to tie you, and I will not stay in the Qianfeng Kingdom forever." ”

"At that time, the wind will be surging, and there will be many heroes in the world, and we will compete again!"

Xiao Yu looked at Qian Fengyu's scorching gaze, and suddenly there was a pride in his heart.

"Good!" he exclaimed.

The two of them didn't have any communication, but they just had a meeting in the Mirage Building and talked a few words briefly.

However, they both felt a similar aura on each other's bodies, and that breath was like a red-hot soldering iron, imprinting a hot imprint on their hearts.

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, suddenly thought of something, and took out the jade bottle that Yu Youwei gave him from his arms.

"Can you help me see what this thing is?"

Qian Fengyu took the small jade bottle from Xiao Yu's hand, and looked at the blue liquid in it, and wisps of gold suddenly surged into his indifferent pupils.

As soon as that wisp of gold appeared, Xiao Yu felt an inexplicable coercion rushing towards him.

"The blood of the white fox. The gold in Qian Fengyu's eyes faded, and he returned the jade bottle to Xiao Yu, "The effect is just to calm down and nourish qi, consolidate the essence and return the yuan, there is no toxicity." ”

"Thank you. Xiao Yu put away the jade bottle, and for some reason, he inexplicably developed a sense of trust in Qian Fengyu.

Probably a person as arrogant and indifferent as Qian Fengyu doesn't bother to lie at all.

At this time, Tianluzi and the others also walked out of the hall, looking at the mixed expressions on their faces, they didn't know what the Queen Mother said to them.

Xiao Yu and the others stayed no longer, said goodbye to Zhang Jing, and walked towards the outside of the palace.

"Xiao Yu, remember our agreement. ”

Before leaving, Qian Fengyu said.

Xiao Yu looked at this indifferent prince, smiled slightly, and nodded emphatically.

......

Back at the inn, Xiao Yu really saw the backup sent by his sect.

The young man waiting in his room was about twenty-eight or nineteen, and he was angry.

Xiao Yu recognized Duan Shiyu, the hall master of the One Sword Sect's Aoki Hall, who was the master of the Falling Dragon Pass to fight against the beast tide at the beginning, and it was this hall master who transferred his disciples and led everyone to the front line.

Duan Shiyu is meticulous, thoughtful and decent, and his own cultivation is quite good, he is not yet thirty years old, and he is already a top figure in Aoki Hall.

This time, all the worldly affairs in front of the palace are handled by him.

"Xiao Yu has seen Hall Master Duan. Xiao Yu bowed slightly, but a hand stretched out in front of him to gently support him.

"The young sect master doesn't have to be polite to me, the sect master instructed me before I came, and all matters in the Qianfeng Kingdom are arranged by the young sect master. ”

The hall master of Aoki Hall smiled kindly, without the slightest pretension.

He poured tea for Xiao Yu, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Presumably, the young sect master has already met the Queen Mother." ”

Xiao Yu sat down and nodded, "What does the sect master mean by this?"

"Two words, just prestige. Duan Shiyu smiled slightly, "The deeds of the young sect master in the Qianfeng Kingdom have been spread to the sect, and in general, the sect master is quite satisfied with your performance." ”

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, his expression was a little embarrassed, as the young sect master of the First Sword Sect, he was imprisoned in the heavenly prison, and it was always a little unpleasant to say it.

Duan Shiyu saw his embarrassment, and said in a harmonious voice: "This battle in front of the palace is to raise the prestige of my sect, so that some people know that my sect is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded casually. ”

Xiao Yu looked at Duan Shiyu's indifferent appearance, and suddenly thought that Cangyun was studying under Aoki Hall, as a personal disciple of Aoki Hall, this Duan Shiyu in front of him must be Cangyun's master.

"Hall Master Duan, Cangyun's business...... I'm sorry. ”

Duan Shiyu smiled faintly, shook his head, and looked at the quiet tea in the cup: "Cangyun, he is not good at learning, I have nothing to say." It's just that some wolf cubs in this Qianfeng country should rein in their claws. ”

Xiao Yu looked at the faint smile on the corner of Duan Shiyu's mouth, and heard the sharp edge hidden in his tone, and knew it in his heart.

Cangyun's hatred at the end of his limbs, Duan Shiyu, who is a master, will definitely seek justice for him!

The two discussed some matters again and finalized the details.

In the dialogue between the same Duan Shiyu, Xiao Yu really felt what it means to truly "convince people with reason"!

Seeing that Duan Shiyu's face was calm, but the words that came out of his mouth always hit the sore spot of the White Horse Academy, some insights made Xiao Yu feel empowered from time to time.

The two talked freely until late at night, and then stopped.

Duan Shiyu took the already cold tea in the cup and drank it all, and smiled at Xiao Yu: "Young Sect Master stays, I still have to go to the royal family, so I will leave first." ”

Xiao Yu sent him out, looking at the clear and free back, silent.

From beginning to end, the hall master of Aoki Hall and Cangyun's personal master did not look at his apprentice.

Xiao Yu sighed lightly and closed the door. His eyes were lowered as if he were in a state of flux, but his mind could not be stilled.

The One Sword Sect intervened in the temple dispute this time, and I don't know what the intention is, Xiao Yu always felt that it was not just as simple as Liwei.

However, his vision has not yet reached the level of the Queen Mother, Qianfengyi, and Dugu Ao, and there are still too few factors for him to analyze.

But Xiao Yu faintly felt in his heart that this time the One Sword Sect helped the royal family to fight in front of the palace, which seemed to be related to the last time the Five Kingdoms conspired to launch the beast tide.

This idea came without warning, it was purely an instinct of Xiao Yu's instinct, and as soon as it jumped out, it was deeply engraved in his mind.

"In front of the True Martial Avenue, these are just clouds of the past. ”

He recalled what Qian Fengyu had said.

Sleepless nights.

Xiao Yu didn't close his eyes all night, he sat quietly at the table all night, and gently tapped the table with his left fingers painted with a hideous snake head.

He's recuperating.

When the first golden morning light was cast outside the window, Xiao Yu's fingers that had been tapping stopped.

His restless heart suddenly became stable, like a pool of stagnant water that had not changed for eternity, without a trace of waves.

Today is the day to go to the White Horse Academy to write a war book.

"Xiao Yu, let's go quickly!"

The wolf pushed the door in, presumably the queen mother had already told them about the fighting method in front of the palace.

This time, they wanted to follow Xiao Yu to build momentum for him.

However, as soon as he pushed the door open, he was suddenly stunned, and the foot that stepped in involuntarily retreated.

Xiao Yu in the room was sitting precariously, and the whole person was bathed in the golden morning light, like a clear sword.

His eyes were lowered, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and every line on his body carried an aggressive and fierce sword intent!

The pair of cold and arrogant eyes opened, and the majesty in them was as majestic as a mountain, and the sea water below the mountain rolled up turbulent waves.

"Xiao Yu, how did he change ......?"

The wolf swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at Mo Liang and the others behind him, and whispered.

Mo Luo and Liang Bao were also frightened, and they didn't dare to look directly at the edge of Xiao Yu's body.

In Xiao Yu, there seemed to be some changes, but they couldn't say it for a while.

"Stay here, and I'll go alone. ”

Xiao Yu made a move, and the blue water sword hung on his waist, slowly got up, and strode away.

It wasn't until he came out of an inn for a long time that the wolf and the others came back to their senses, patting their chests one after another, looking frightened.

"You saw Xiao Yu's appearance just now, it's really ...... What a ......."

The wolf racked his brains and thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't come up with a suitable adjective.

Mo Luo and Liang Bao on the side also turned pale and pondered.

"Horror. ”

A cold voice came from behind them, speaking for them.

Several people were stunned for a moment and looked behind them.

Duan Yuxi leaned against the door, looking at the direction where Xiao Yu's figure disappeared, and said lightly: "You are afraid of him in your hearts." ”

"I ...... How could I be afraid of him? Xiao Yu is still in the Martial Artist Nine Heavens, and I am a martial artist!"

However, Duan Yuxi just glanced at him coldly, and the momentum he mustered disappeared.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both sighed lightly.

Duan Yuxi was right, just now, they did have a fear in their hearts.

......

White Horse Academy is not at all calm today.

The First Sword Sect was going to fight with the White Horse Academy in front of the hall, and this matter spread throughout the city overnight.

I heard that the young sect master of the First Sword Sect who caused waves in the national capital a while ago wanted to come to the White Horse Academy in person to write a war letter!

Early in the morning, the entire White Horse Academy was busy.

The trainees came and went in a hurry, and they were busy. Everyone in the courtyard held their breath and condensed, and there was a scene of mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

Although these students have been in the national capital for a long time and are quite disdainful of the rough sects outside, this time the battle method in front of the palace was proposed by the royal family of Qianfeng Kingdom, which is very grand and must be taken seriously.

Those wealthy disciples from the Vermilion Bird Dynasty were ready to move, wanting to shine in this battle and completely overshadow the prestige of the royal family of Qianfeng Kingdom.

As for a small sect like the One Sword Sect, it was just a springboard for them.

Sun Wu, the current dean of the White Horse Academy, is a martial artist specially sent from the imperial capital by the Suzaku Dynasty.

He is over half a hundred years old, and his cultivation is already the Nine Heavens of the Martial Master Realm, which is on par with Zhang Jing.

At this moment, he was standing in the main hall, wearing an apricot yellow robe, and he had just worshiped the Emperor of Heaven and sacrificed to the ancestor before he slowly got up.

Ye Ding, who was next to him, hurriedly handed over the ginseng tea, and Sun Wu sat back on his seat, took it in his hand, and slowly took a sip.

Ye Ding couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, what is the idea of the palace fighting method proposed by the royal family this time?"

Both of them are from the Suzaku Dynasty, and they don't have the slightest sense of belonging to the vassal state of Qianfeng.

Sun Wu snorted, glanced at Ye Ding, his eyes were extremely stern, and said coldly: "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

Ye Ding's face changed when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Teacher, the student has no two hearts! The day after tomorrow, he will fight with the One Sword Sect, and the disciple is willing to take the lead, and there will be no return!"

Sun Wu obviously loved this disciple very much, and his face slowly softened, and he said, "The One Sword Sect is just a rural sect attached to the side of Qianfeng Kingdom, so there is nothing to worry about. ”

"I heard that the sect master of the Sword Sect is arrogant, and his cultivation has already transcended the sainthood and stepped into the ranks of martial spirits!"

Sun Wuwenzhi's face changed again, but he still snorted coldly: "Yijie cloth, in front of the mighty majesty of my Celestial Dynasty, no martial spirit is enough to worry about!"

When he said this, he was not only talking about Dugu arrogance, but also seemed to include Qianfeng Yi and the other two sect masters of Qianfeng Country.

In fact, Sun Wu had stayed at the peak of the Nine Heavens of Martial Arts for decades, and he saw his junior Zhang Jingdu catching up all the way, but he himself still stopped.

Therefore, he is actually afraid and hated of Qianfeng Yi and the grandmasters of the three sects.