"Who did you listen to?"

Su Ziyan was about to answer, when suddenly the sky darkened.

Lin Chen suddenly raised his head, only to see that the originally cloudless sky was covered by a layer of dark clouds at some point.

And above the dark clouds, Lin Chen could vaguely sense a familiar breath. The golden black sword in his body moved slightly, and there was an inexplicable emotion.

"It's ...... The breath of the Xuanwu descendants?

Lin Chen obtained the essence of Xuanwu, and even fought with the descendants of Xuanwu. It is to be able to vaguely sense familiarity.

However, the Golden Crow Sword was more sensitive to Xuanwu, and immediately discerned the source of this aura.

"It's just...... The breath seems to be very light. There was only a trace of the blood of the Xuanwu descendants on their bodies. The Xuanwu descendants themselves shouldn't have come!"

Lin Chen made a judgment based on the emotions worn by the Golden Crow Sword.

In fact, Wen Sijun worked hard that day in order to take away the descendants of Xuanwu, hoping to use Xuanwu's water to help him cross the weak water river moat.

However, the demon turtle that was supposed to completely evolve into Xuanwu was abolished by Lin Chen in advance, and most of the Xuanwu essence was plundered.

Resulting in incomplete evolution of the Demon Tortoise.

Although he still has the ability to resist water, if he wants to officially let Xuanwu transport a large number of northern spiritual cultivators to cross the weak water river moat, he has to wait for the Xuanwu descendants to grow up.

Now if you want to cross the river, you can only do it with a little blood of the descendants of Xuanwu.

This was also the reason why Lin Chen could sense the aura on their bodies.

On the high platform, the true intent of the qi and blood of dozens of spirit kings erupted, conjuring up various different phases, as if they wanted to dispel the darkness in the air.

But the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and it directly suppressed the true intent of those spirit kings.

Sitting in the center of the high platform, Kenrokko bowed his head slightly, and flicked his fingers.

A sword aura that seemed to be about to break through the sky rushed into the sky, and it directly broke through a big hole in this dark cloud.

"Hahaha, old man Jian, I haven't seen you for many years, and my cultivation has improved again, which is gratifying. ”

The dark clouds slowly shrank and descended into a gimbal.

And on the cloud platform, there stood Senior Wen who broke the forbidden land of Licheng in the past.

And standing behind Wen seniors, there are dozens of young spiritual cultivators full of energy, looking at their cultivation, the lowest of them also has a spiritual perfection, with the cultivation of more than a dozen people, and it is above the spiritual master.

"Wen Sijun, what are you doing?"

Senior Wen's voice was as clear as jade, and he smiled lightly: "Your Sword Moon Sect summoned the various factions of Fusang to meet the martial arts, how can you miss my northern spiritual cultivation?"

Kenroku smiled coldly, and a silent coercion pressed on the hearts of all the spiritual cultivators present for a moment, and then there was no trace of aura fluctuations around him.

If it was an ordinary spiritual cultivator, he would only think that this Sword Sect Master was incomparably powerful, but Lin Chen could clearly detect that this was the performance of the Sword Liujia who had already spread the power of the divine soul throughout the martial arts platform.

"I'm ...... The power above the Spirit Emperor fights. If there is a real fight, the people here will at least have to be cultivated by the Spirit King to barely escape!"

Lin Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly felt another rather familiar divine soul power.

"It's the old man I saw in the Licheng Forbidden Land before, and he's hiding nearby!"

Lin Chen immediately made a judgment.

Kenrokko slowly stood up, his momentum as if he was about to overshadow the heavens and the earth.

"Wen Sijun, just a doppelganger dares to come to my Sword Moon Sect to spread the wilderness, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back today. The young spiritualists behind you can't go back. ”

Wen Sijun smiled slightly, not half panicked, but said with a smile: "It's just a clone, and if you give it up, you will give it up." But I, you, the Sword Moon Sect, attacked and killed my Northern Spiritual Cultivator for no reason. I, the Seven Treasure Pavilion, will definitely ask you to give an explanation. ”

The threat in the words is implied.

Kenrokka's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly had a guess in his heart.

"The spiritual cultivators of my six northern sects are all waiting on the banks of the weak water river, waiting to avenge us. Sword Sect Master, do you dare to do it?"

The northern factions were originally eyeing the south of Fusang, but unfortunately there were weak rivers and moats to resist.

Now that there is Xuanwu Imperial Water, the weak water river and the heavenly moat have gone, and the Seven Treasure Pavilion and other sects must be very eager to make some trouble and find an opportunity to invade it.

"At this time, if you really do it, wouldn't it be a way to teach people to be honest...... Let the Seven Treasure Pavilion have a reason to call?"

Kenroku thought in his heart, and his momentum slowly fell.

The power of the divine soul all over the martial arts platform also continued to retract like a tide. And the old man who was hidden in the depths gradually withdrew his gaze.

"Since you are interested in martial arts, then let's go down together. ”

Ken Rokko said lightly.

"Good. Wen Sijun smiled loudly, and said to the young spiritual cultivator behind him: "Wait for the good fight, it is bound to play the breeze of my northern spirituality, and win the top ten in this martial arts! Let these southern barbarians know that my northern spiritual cultivation is powerful, hahaha!"

"Please rest assured, Senior Wen!"

The young spiritualists responded in unison, with so much confidence in their words that they didn't pay any attention to the rest of the Southern Spirituality below.

The group of southern spiritual cultivators below suddenly looked a little ugly.

"Tsk...... It's a bit tricky. ”

Lin Chen touched his nose, smiled in his heart, and said, "But this has a fart relationship with me." Anyway, no matter who I meet, I struggle a few times, and I just pretend to lose.

With so many predecessors and strong people around, it's better not to be too high-profile. ”

Lin Chen's cultivation at this time was just a novice spirit, and it was almost the bottom line of participating in the martial arts.

Even if you do lose the game, it's normal. If a sudden rise and defeat in all directions, it will cause others to be alert.

Lin Chen stretched out his hand and patted Xu Lezhi's shoulder, and said, "Senior brother, it seems that it is a bit difficult for you to win the first place." ”

He was still in the mood to tease Xu Lezhi.

If there is no addition of Northern Spiritual Cultivators, with Xu Lezhi's strength, even if he can only show the cultivation of the Spiritual Master's initial realm, with the martial arts he has mastered, even in the face of a Spiritual Master like Table Wushuang, he may not have no chance of winning.

Just like Lin Chen's cultivation in the middle stage of the spirit master that day, he was still able to suppress the spirit master's consummation, and even the half-step spirit king's Mu Shanda.

The combat effectiveness of a spiritual cultivator is not just about cultivation. The level and mastery of martial arts are also extremely important.

But now......

Chu Yun looked up at the few figures in front of him, and there were several of them with the breath, even close to the consummation of the spirit master.

Among them, there was a young man with a spear on his back, and the aura on his body was almost no less than that of Mu Shan at that time, and he might also be a rudimentary figure of the spirit king's blood and true intentions.

"Tsk...... It seems that it should be about thirty. The thirty-year-old half-step spirit king is another genius. ”

Lin Chen sighed slightly in his heart, although this man with a spear on his back was not as good as Xu Lezhi's genius, he was promoted to the Spirit King at the age of twenty, but he was also an extremely remarkable character.