At the foot of Guanjian Peak, many people stood in mid-air, and did not rush up, as if they were waiting for someone.

"The man is up there, are you sure you can't go up?"

Xingyuan asked Wen Qingxuan.

As a candidate for the Divine Son of Xuantian Palace, the dazzling degree is well known in Xuanhuang Tian.

Not to mention Xingyuan, who is the heir of the sword pool.

I know this candidate for God very well.

It can be said that it is one of the leaders of the Eight Emperors Tianjiao.

The combat power comparable to the power of five hundred 'Ancient Dragons' gave him the confidence to stir the Divine Son.

"Can he stay on it for the rest of his life?"

Wen Qingxuan asked Xingyuan rhetorically.

Yes, can Lin Jingyu stay on Guanjian Peak for the rest of his life?

Lin Jingyu wants to come down, so why should Wen Qingxuan go up.

Waiting here, you can naturally meet Lin Jingyu.

It seems that he has provoked the Xuantian Temple!

Xingyuan suddenly laughed.

Countless people also stopped, firstly because they were curious about the candidate Divine Son of Xuantian Temple, and secondly, they wanted to see how powerful this candidate Divine Son was?

Similarly, in the void behind, the Phoenix Goddess, the Phoenix Bird, the Fire Xuan, and the Ice Charm were all standing.

After they stared quietly, they didn't pay attention to Wen Qingxuan, and their eyes looked at Guanjian Peak.

The Phoenix Goddess wanted to escape.

But the three around her are not easy to fool, so her thoughts have been annihilated several times.

Lin Jingyu came down.

didn't let Wen Qingxuan wait too long.

Looking at the silver hair, it reminded him of a person that the Eight Emperor Heavenly Masters had heard of recently, but it didn't look like it.

"He's coming, he should be the one you said. ”

Xing Yuan reminded him casually, and then, he stared at Lin Jingyu, he had planned to leave before, but he heard that Qingxuan was here, and it seemed that he had come to find Lin Jingyu.

He didn't mind watching the excitement.

I also want to see the power of five hundred 'Ancient Dragon Power', can Lin Jingyu parry it?

Lin Jingyu's eyes also looked at Xingyuan and Wen Qingxuan.

"Your Excellency has been to Xuanhuang City before?" Wen Qingxuan stepped forward and suddenly asked.

"Something?" Lin Jingyu walked down the Sword Peak, the sword oppression on his body completely disappeared, and the wind stepped up lightly.

"Not long ago, a disciple of my Xuantian Hall was killed in Xuanhuang City, was it Your Excellency, right?"

Wen Qingxuan suddenly asked again.

"Are you from the Xuantian Palace?" Lin Jingyu asked rhetorically, looking at Wen Qingxuan, a very strong person, at least stronger than the Divine Imperial Capital.

If the other party asks like this, he can probably guess the identity of the other party.

"Xuantian Palace, Wen Qingxuan!"

Wen Qingxuan reported his identity, but found that Lin Jingyu was calm and calm, without any change in emotion, which made his eyes freeze and said: "Your Excellency killed the people of my Xuantian Palace, so calm, aren't you afraid that I will seek revenge on you?"

"First, you don't have murderous intent on you, as soon as you come to ask about things, you have something to ask for, so you won't!"

"Second, seek revenge on me, you will die!"

Lin Jingyu said indifferently.

Wen Qingxuan's pupils condensed slightly, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he tried his best to hide his purpose, but he was still seen, so strong eyesight.

However, this man is also too confident.

The power of five hundred ancient dragons, placed in the Eight Emperor Heaven, is also at the peak level of the young generation, if such a combat power kills him, will he die?

This kind of crazy talk, even the son of God would not dare to say it!

"What a crazy person, don't you know that he is a candidate for the god son of Xuantian Palace, so presumptuous, be careful that your strength can't bear the price. ”

Xingyuan coldly instigated.

"Some people can really only fart, and when they actually do it, they run away. ”

Lin Jingyu turned his eyes to look at Xing Yuan, his cold gaze was like a sharp sword, and he stabbed away in the air, making Xing Yuan's heart beat violently, and his body trembled slightly.

With a pop, he took a step back.

Dignified!

Everyone saw the change in Xing Yuan's face, and there was only solemnity.

Others may not be able to feel it, but as a sword cultivator, he can feel the changes in Lin Jingyu's sword path, which has greatly suppressed him.

Wen Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, and then he laughed: "Your Excellency, good means!"

Self-confidence is directly proportional to strength, which really surprised him.

"No wonder Brother Tai can kill my disciples in the inner hall of Xuantian Palace, the kendo cultivation is indeed strong. ”

Wen Qingxuan's attitude suddenly changed, which made Xingyuan and the others unable to react.

Wen Qingxuan continued: "Brother Tai killed my Xuantian Hall disciple, logically speaking, I should trouble Your Excellency and wash away the shame, but I Wen Qingxuan is different from others. ”

"I cherish my talents!"

"If Brother Tai joins my Xuantian Palace, not only will he be innocent, but he will also be my fellow disciple of Wen Qingxuan in the future, at that time, I will advance and retreat with Brother Tai, and no one can embarrass you, how about it?"

......

Attract?

Hearing Wen Qingxuan's words, Xing Yuan's expression sank slightly.

He finally understood Wen Qingxuan's purpose, not to find trouble, but to solicit and use it for him.

Wen Qingxuan's purpose was that he really wanted to recruit at the beginning, take it under his command, and use it for him, so it was better than killing.

In the Xuantian Temple, his power is very weak.

It's far inferior to the inheritance of the Divine Son.

Wu Zhuoyi is a person who inherits the side of the Son of God, and if he dies, he dies, and he doesn't care.

But the person who can kill Wu Zhuoyi must be a terrible demigod master.

Recruiting him can greatly increase his power.

Lin Jingyu smiled playfully.

"What are you laughing at, brother?

Wen Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "Wu Zhuoyi is the person on the side of my Xuantian Palace's inheritance of the Divine Son, someone has already informed the Inheritance Divine Son of everything that happened, including the incident between you and the Phoenix Divine Maiden, if he comes here today, I believe he will not be like me." ”

"If you want me to join, you can do it!"

Lin Jingyu smiled: "Take my sword, if you are undefeated, I will consider your invitation." ”

"Take a sword?" Wen Qingxuan frowned and said, "It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple?" Lin Jingyu nodded, and added: "If you can't take it, then how far are you, how far are you!"

"Brother Tai is so confident, these words are in the mouth of the inheritance god son of the Eight Emperor Heavenly Sects, and he doesn't dare to spit it out. ”

Wen Qingxuan's brows furrowed even deeper.

Xinghui and the people who stopped at the foot of Guanjian Peak all shook their heads, they didn't understand the combat power of the candidate Divine Son, and they would lose very badly!

One sword is going to defeat the candidate for the Divine Son, and the Eight Emperors can't find such a young generation!

This guy is really crazy, and no one is in sight!

"Do you want to pick it up?" Lin Jingyu only asked.

"Pick up!" Wen Qingxuan spit out a word, if he didn't have the combat power to convince people, he really couldn't subdue the other party.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a mysterious sword momentum suddenly rose on Lin Jingyu's body, and the entire heaven and earth were also filled with invisible sword intent, vast and unpredictable!

Xing Yuan and the others found that at this moment, the sword intent on their bodies was uncontrollably absorbed, fused into Lin Jingyu's sword intent, used by him, and controlled by him.

They looked up in amazement.

I saw Lin Jingyu stepping into the air, like a deep sword.

Yes, it feels like he is the most terrifying sword, a sword that fits heaven and earth.

It's very natural!

One movement, one stillness, all sword momentum, raising hands like a sword, walking like a sword, unpredictable!

Xing Yuan thought of something, his pupils dilated, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Sword momentum is Xuan, this is ...... The third level of the way of the sword, the realm of the Xuan!"

(End of chapter)