Two months later, the north of the capital Lion's Head Mountain.

On the day of the ascension trial, the entire Lion's Head Mountain was blocked, and hundreds of civil and military officials gathered here, and the scene was extremely grand.

On the top of the mountain, on the wide square, the civil and military officials waited for a long time, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the five princes who participated in the trial of ascending to the sky came to the center of the square.

Everyone didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly gave a salute, not entirely because of the prince's noble status, but because the few people standing behind them were also the people of the day who dominated the Tianwu side.

Behind the five princes, Xue Ye looked indifferent, Qi Qianhua's eyelids drooped, indifferent, but Jin Shicheng was left and right, smiling and greeting all the dignitaries and nobles.

"Brother Qi, don't come unharmed!"

Behind the sixth prince, a burly middle-aged man with thick eyebrows suddenly walked out and greeted Qi Qianhua.

"Brother Xie, long time no see!"

Qi Qianhua is not slacking off.

"It's been more than 30 years since the last World War!"

Xie Changfeng's eyes were blazing, staring at the other party.

"That's right, you beat me by half a move in that battle, and established the ranking of the heavenly list!"

Qi Qianhua nodded indifferently.

Thirty years ago, Qi Qianhua was not the head of the Hidden Sword Valley, and Xie Changfeng was not the head of the Badao Gate, the two had a battle, after a day and a night of fighting, Xie Changfeng was slightly better than half a move, and won by a slight advantage, laying the fifth place in the heavenly list, while Qi Qianhua ranked seventh.

"The ranking of the top ten on the heavenly list has not changed for thirty years, and there may be changes after today's war!"

Xie Changfeng said.

"At our age and status, a false name is just something outside our body, and what is more important is to communicate with the martial arts of the strong to seek a breakthrough in the realm!"

Qi Qianhua said.

"It seems that Brother Qi's mood is much higher, I hope you can make a breakthrough!"

Xie Changfeng was expressionless and walked behind the six princes.

"Fifth brother!"

The sixth prince was still gentle and elegant, and nodded to the fifth prince.

"Sixth brother!"

The five princes are not lazy.

"Cut!"

The eighth prince looked rebellious, full of disdain for the two.

Xue Ye's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he directly locked on the back of the Eighth Prince, a thin old man wearing a black wide kimono and white hair, he looked ordinary, with a slight beard, and a pair of eyes as cold as a blade, and as dark as hell, unfathomable. He was extremely sensitive to danger, and immediately remained vigilant, his eyes were also directed at Xue Ye with murderous intent.

The eyes of the two of them were like two sharp sword qi, and at the moment of contact, even the civil and military officials standing a hundred meters away were cold in their hearts, and they felt extremely terrifying.

The old man is none other than Fujiwara Zun, the head of the Ghost Sword Stream, who has a strong cultivation at the ninefold peak of the Alchemy Realm, and even if he looks at it, he can severely damage or even obliterate the eightfold powerhouse of the Alchemy Realm.

In the past two months, Xue Ye has been in retreat and penance, and his cultivation has also grown rapidly, in order to reach the sevenfold peak of the Alchemy Realm, but the strength is so strong that even ordinary Alchemy Realm eightfold peak martial artists can easily be hit hard, and the confrontation with Fujiwara Zun's eyes does not have the upper hand at all.

With the two of them as the center, the bluestone floor was cut criss-crossed, but a fierce strong current rushed towards Xue Ye, the stone slab under his feet shattered, and cracks also appeared on the True Qi Light Mask.

"Xue Ye is still too young!"

The civil and military officials got out of the way, and the second prince stepped forward expressionlessly, followed by three people behind him, one of whom was a middle-aged man in Xuanyi who was particularly eye-catching, he was dignified, and he could even be said to have beautiful eyebrows, like a decent knight, but everyone shuddered when they looked at him, because the dignitaries and nobles present knew that this person was not only not easy to mess with, but also an extremely terrifying demon, he was the Demon Dao Patriarch, the sect leader of the Netherworld Sect, Qiu Drinking Blood.

Qi Qianhua and Xie Changfeng's eyes showed caution at the same time, Qiu Drinking Blood ranked fourth before the two of them in the Heavenly List, but it also made them extremely jealous.

Seeing that Xue Ye was about to be defeated, when he was in trouble, a wave of light squirmed in his eyebrows, but it turned into an invincible idea blooming.

As soon as Xue Ye's sword intent came out, it contained a supreme artistic conception of self-sacrifice, showing the kingly spirit of the sword artistic conception to the fullest.

The swords on the waists of the hundreds of civil and military officials in the Lion's Head Mountain Square trembled, and they almost flew out of their sheaths, if they hadn't been forcibly held down by their deep cultivation one by one, those swords would probably have pierced Fujiwara Zun's body.

"Xue Ye's sword intent has become a lot stronger!"

Qi Qianhua said.

In an instant, the situation reversed instantly, and a brilliant rainbow of sword intent swept out, tearing apart the ghostly Sen Ran sword qi.

Fujiwara's face changed, he tilted his head slightly, and the rainbow light of sword intent almost swept out against his neck, sweeping into the stone pillar behind him.

A crack widened from the stone pillar, severed completely, and collapsed with a bang.

The crowd was horrified.

Fujiwara Zun was about to move again, and at this time, he only heard a gentle but majestic voice sound: "After the Heavenly Sword, it is really extraordinary, and when I see this young man, I see the shadow of the Tianwu myth back then!"

Fujiwara Zun immediately retracted, his eyes were cold and silent, even in the face of Qiu Yuxue, Xie Changfeng and others, he had never been so cautious.

After everyone respectfully moved out of the way, a young man with a lion-headed head with a resolute and serious face came in stride, he was the pride of Tianwu, and he was born to be in the limelight, but this time, a person behind him completely covered his brilliance.

Behind the eldest prince, followed by an elegant middle-aged man in his forties dressed in white, with an ancient sword tied around his waist, elegant and majestic, although smiling and approachable, it gave people a supreme majesty.

Junzi Sword Chen Ruxia, the owner of Tianwu Villa, the third-ranked figure on the heavenly list, even if the martial arts student meets him, he respects three points.

At this time, Chen Ruxia's attention was on Xue Ye's body, and he was very interested in him.

Xue Ye glanced at Chen Ruxia lightly, snorted coldly and retreated behind the fifth prince, and did not speak, but his breath was still hovering around Fujiwara Zun, for his hatred, Xue Ye couldn't wait to peel off his skin and cramps, and he would kill this person in this life.

The eldest prince also stared at Xue Ye with a fighting gaze, and he wanted to say something but stopped.

This ascension trial is not only a struggle between princes, but also a contest between the top powerhouses of Tianwu, except for Chen Ruxia, Qiu Yinxue, Xie Changfeng, Qi Qianhua, Jin Shicheng and other masters of the heavenly list.

Behind the eldest prince is also the sixth in the heavenly list, the great elder of Tianwu Villa, Baili Jifeng, and the great general Ye Qiutian behind the sixth prince, and Ling Kang, the left prime minister behind the eighth prince, the light of these people has not been overshadowed by Chen Ruxia and others, they are all first-class big names in Tianwu.

"I really didn't expect the battle for the crown prince to be so fierce, and to be able to let all these top figures in Tianwu participate!"

"Are you more optimistic that the prince will be able to win the crown prince in the end?"

"That's naturally the eldest prince, I heard that his strength is infinitely close to the top ten figures on the heavenly list, and the strength of Chen Ruxia and Baili Jifeng around him is not something that others can compete with, as long as he wants to seriously compete for the position of the crown prince, the other princes will definitely not be opponents!"

"That's right, I'm also optimistic about the eldest prince, except for the second prince Wu Chou who can compete with him, the other princes are too far apart!"

......

Civil and military officials whispered.

Among these civil and military officials, there are also the eyes of the Nine Emperors and the Twelve Princes, and the two of them are not coveted for the position of the crown prince, but because they are also extremely intelligent people, they understand that their power cannot compete with other extremely princes, even if they participate in the trial of ascending to the sky, they are also the existence of cannon fodder, and it is better to take the initiative to give up than this, which is a wise choice.

"The emperor has arrived!"

A sharp voice sounded, everyone hurriedly knelt down and saluted, surrounded by a group of yellow-robed guards, martial arts students came, followed by the dean of the Tianwu Academy, Dugu Jiu, and the palm seal eunuch Wuying, these two people are also the existence of the top figures in Tianwu.

Among them, Dugu Jiu's ranking in the heavenly list is second, and the ranking of Absolute Shadow is also sixth, these two people are indeed the absolute henchmen of martial arts students.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!"

Wu Daosheng shook off his robe and sat on the dragon chair, smiling, Dugu Jiu and Jue Wuying stood behind him with blazing eyes.

"My unsuccessful sons are really big face, and they can invite all the old friends!"

Wu Daosheng laughed, his gaze swept over Chen Ruxia and the others.