And when Jiuchen waved his hand, the holy woman was indifferent, just looking at herself. But Jiuchen quickly reacted, she is a saint, how can she stretch out her hand to say hello in public, thinking of this, Jiuchen is happy in his heart: This saint is quite shy. Then Jiuchen's thoughts flew to the clouds, he thought of himself and her hand in hand, and thought of hugging her when he became famous, and laughed for a while.

Xiang Yang returned to his original position, looking at Jiuchen beside him laughing like a nerve, he felt a doubt in his heart, and gently poked Jiuchen's shoulder with his fingers.

"Brother Jiuchen?" Xiang Yang shouted as he poked and poked, and only then did Jiuchen suddenly come back to his senses.

"What's the matter? Is it over?" said Jiuchen unhappily, he was very upset that Xiang Yang woke him up from his sweet dream.

"It's just the end of the competition, but it's ...... Brother Jiuchen, you, are you okay......" Xiang Yang asked suspiciously.

"What can I do, you leave me alone. Jiuchen waved his hand, then ignored Xiang Yang, held his chin with his hand, and looked straight at the position of the holy woman.

"Well, it's a good ......" Xiang Yang shook his head and leaned towards Elder Lin's position.

"Your Highness, the person on the other side has been watching you all the time, I'm afraid there are any intentions against you, do you want to go down and investigate?" Sikong Tianming, who was dressed in silver armor on the side, reminded him behind the Holy Maiden.

"It's just a boring person, don't pay attention to him, and now we are in the Douwu Palace, Sikong, you must remember, do less and talk less, watch more and think more, you know. The saint said lightly.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Sikong Tianming replied respectfully, and his heart was much more stable, this was the normal Holy Highness in his mind, the Holy Highness who allowed the Bright Holy See to dominate the Tobu Continent in just a few years.

"Sikong, what do you think of the contest on the stage just now?" the saint asked suddenly thoughtfully.

"This ...... The subordinates didn't pay attention to it, this level of competition is really boring...... I don't know if His Highness asked about this, but what are his plans? Sikong Tianming said embarrassedly, with a slight cold sweat on his face, he didn't expect the holy woman to ask this, but he really didn't pay attention to the martial arts competition between these spiritual veins entering the heavenly realm martial artists.

"It's nothing......," the saint shook her head slightly, even she didn't know why she had asked this question suddenly, maybe she just wanted to share the joy of Xiang Yang's victory with others.

"......" Sikong Tianming was confused again, why is this Holy Maiden abnormal......

On the other side, Xiang Yang stood beside Elder Lin, Elder Lin looked at Xiang Yang more and more satisfied, this time Xiang Yang defeated the disciples of the Retreat Sect with one move, this is really a big increase in the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, you must know that although the ranking of the Retreat Sect is only better than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, but I don't know why I have always had a different sense of superiority, is it possible to be close to the imperial capital to be qualified to say that other people's hillbillies? Elder Lin has long been dissatisfied with the Retreat Sect, and this time Xiang Yang really made Elder Lin feel relieved.

"Haha, Xiang Yang, you have done a good job, you are worthy of being the first descendant of my Ten Thousand Swords Villa, in this case, the Tianyuan Sect Leader would be very happy if he knew. Elder Lin said with a smile.

"It's just the beginning now, and it will be even more difficult in the future, such as Qingyuan, who has a very good relationship with his disciples, he is a real strong person in the Heavenly Realm, and he is considered a very strong one in the Heavenly Realm, and there is another Divine Sword Sect woman who is good friends with her disciples, her strength is much stronger than that of Qingyuan, this time the martial arts are indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the disciples know what the martial arts world is. Xiang Yang shook his head and said.

"That's true, the martial arts world is very big, and the old man is just a frog at the bottom of a well on the side of the side...... Elder Lin sighed.

"Elder Lin, can you tell me about the deeds of Murong Ruyi, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords?" asked Xiang Yang.

"Hehe, okay, this has to start with the long, ancestor Murong Ruyi was born in 911 in the martial calendar, when he was young, he became famous for his swordsmanship, and he gathered all kinds of swordsmanship in the world to form a ruyi swordsmanship, the ancestor Murong Ruyi was the sixth generation of the martial arts lord Xiao Yunfeng's request to investigate a mysterious organization, and the leader of the divine organization, Liu Sheng Tiancao, fought a decisive battle, killed Liu Sheng Tiancao and successfully destroyed the magic stronghold, and was named the sword by the lord of Xiao Yunfeng Palace, and in his later years, he comprehended the essence of the true Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and created our Ten Thousand Swords Villa, which has been inherited for hundreds of years。 Elder Lin said with respect, obviously having a deep admiration for the founder of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa.

"I see...... Then how many generations of Douwu Hall Lord is the current Douwu Hall Lord, Prince Fu Hall Master?" Xiang Yang suddenly remembered the question that Murong Ruyi asked him in the Sword Pavilion, so he asked.

"The current prince is the thirteenth generation of the Douwu Hall Master, alas, in just two hundred years, my Douwu Hall has still gone through seven generations of hall masters......" Elder Lin's words seemed to have a slight melancholy.

"This ......" Xiang Yang was also a little surprised, after all, the lifespan of a martial artist of this level of the Dou Martial Hall Lord is more than that of ordinary people, but even so, why has it been passed down for as many as seven generations, could it be that many of them died unnaturally?

"The specific old man is not very clear, but the current prince of the Douwu Hall is indeed the male lord of the palace. Elder Lin shook his head, he only knew about some martial arts history related to Ten Thousand Swords Villa, but he didn't know much about the entire Douwu Empire.

"Elder Lin, is there only one round of competition today?" asked Xiang Yang.

"Well, today is the first day of the competition, and it is the primary election, so there are a lot of participants, and it is estimated that it may not be able to finish all the competitions in one day today, and it will continue tomorrow. Elder Lin nodded.

That is, two days. Xiang Yang touched his chin and thought about something.

"Xiang Yang, the old man still suggests that you take a good look at other people's martial arts competitions here, and it is better to know in your heart. Elder Lin hurriedly said.

"Well, too. Xiang Yang nodded, originally Xiang Yang was thinking about cultivating for another two days, but now he wants to take a good look at the competition between other disciples, and it is also good to broaden his knowledge.

As the disciples finished fighting one by one, "Jiuchen VS Tian Zhuo" was suddenly displayed on the field.

When Jiuchen saw this scene, his eyes widened, this, why is this guy Tian Zhuo, Tian Zhuo is known as the strongest Zirijiang domestic sword master Daoist Sanada God Eight Seat disciples, and he got the seal of Zirijiang Jianhao at a young age.

Jiuchen reluctantly walked into the square, Tian Zhuo, who was wearing a sword hero costume in front of him, jumped in, Jiuchen looked at the breath on Tian Zhuo's body, and gasped - sure enough, Tian Zhuo is a real Shenhai Realm martial artist, and he really deserves to be a strong man who has obtained the seal of Zirijiang Jianhao.

"Let's get started when you're ready. Xiang Yun casually saw that Jiuchen and this Tian Zhuo were not on the same level at all, Jiuchen was only in the early stage of entering the sky, and Tian Zhuo was a real Shenhai Realm martial artist, which was completely incomparable.

Sure enough, Jiuchen was swept away by Tian Zhuo's sword, and then kicked and flew off the martial arts field, and Tian Zhuo won.

"Wanjian Villa is a real dish......" "Yes, this is called Jiuchen, alas, there is no way, the skills are not as good as people." ”

Hearing these words, Jiuchen felt a burst of frustration in his heart, he has been the pride of the sky since he was a child, but now he has become garbage in everyone's mouth, what a great irony this is, Tian Zhuo himself is indeed incomparable, Jiuchen feels that many things in the martial arts world are helpless.

Jiuchen stood up in embarrassment and returned to Elder Lin's side in a decadent manner, at this time he fell into a state of confusion, first defeated by Xiang Yang, and now defeated by Tian Zhuo, what am I cultivating martial arts for, why am I so failed? Jiuchen has already begun to be confused.

However, unintentionally, Jiuchen saw the holy woman's gaze facing here, this gaze looked soft, not at all unusual, and contained encouraging and expectant eyes. Jiuchen's mind shook suddenly, he was about to cry, even if he behaved so badly, the saint still encouraged himself so much, looking forward to himself so much, what reason did he have to give up, so he held back his tears and cheered up again, he secretly swore to the sky that he would cultivate hard, and he would definitely live up to the expectations of the saint in the future.

At this time, Jiuchen's arrogance was gone, and for the sake of the "affection" of the saint, he must become stronger and stronger.

"Jiuchen, you have worked hard this time, no way, bad luck, I met Tian Zhuo of the Jianhao Dao Pavilion. Elder Lin said regretfully.

"No, this is the disciple's lack of strength, the disciple will definitely learn from the pain and cultivate hard when he goes back, and he will definitely surpass Tian Zhuo one day!" Jiuchen ignited a raging fighting spirit, and this attitude made Elder Lin very surprised and relieved.

Elder Lin was still afraid that Jiuchen would be frustrated by this martial arts, after all, he was defeated by Xiang Yang at the beginning and lost the first place in the lineage, and now he was almost "defeated in seconds" by Tian Zhuo and became a round of martial arts, this kind of "misfortune" does not seem to crush Jiuchen, Elder Lin looked at Jiuchen with satisfaction, it seems that this child has really transformed.

The contest continues, and most of them are inextricably matched.

In front of the square, Wang Luohan saw that it was almost time now, so he approached the saint, and originally wanted to talk to him, but he saw that the silver-armored young man beside the saint was guarding him all the time, and his strength was unfathomable......

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, can you still live in the habit?" Wang Luohan still decided to start with the formal topic first, so that the silver-armored young man could not refuse.

"With the trouble of Young Master Lau Luohan, everything is fine with the woman. The saint said lightly.

"Now the martial arts competition will not end for a while and a half, can Her Highness the Holy Maiden be interested in going to the back mountain with me to talk alone?" Wang Luohan said with a smile, secretly thinking in his heart, as long as he went to the back mountain with him, everything would be easy, this is the Douwu Palace, his territory.

"Okay, please lead the way. The saint smiled strangely.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden—" Sikong Tianming was surprised to see this, and wanted to stop him, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the Holy Maiden.

"Sikong, you stand here and don't move. The saint instructed lightly.

"Yes...... But ......" Sikong Tianming looked at the saint girl worriedly, and before she finished speaking, the saint had already followed Wang Luohan to the back mountain of the Douwu Mountain Range, and then covered her face with one hand and said to herself, "Young Master Luohan, it's not that I don't save you, I do my own evil, ......."

The saint and Wang Luohan came to the back mountain of the Douwu Mountain Range together, at this time Wang Luohan rubbed his hands, saw that there was no one around, he smiled in his heart, and secretly said that he was afraid that he would be able to kiss Fang Ze today.

"Tell me, what do you want to say?" the holy woman's eyes seemed to be a little strange.

"Hehe, I don't know what your name is?" Wang Luohan smiled informally.

"Lord Ben's name, is also what you should ask?" The originally quiet saintess suddenly shouted, her eyes were extremely murderous, making Wang Luohan cold from his heart to the soles of his feet, and he almost sat on the ground.

"You, how dare you ...... like this," Wang Luohan said in surprise.

"Hehehaha......" The holy woman seemed to laugh, her two eyes suddenly changed into two hooks and kept circling, and at this time Wang Luohan only felt that he seemed to have fallen into hell, in front of him was a big oil pot, and the ghost envoy in front of him was adding firewood to the oil pot, and the oil pot was burning vigorously.

"Don't, don't cook me, ah-" Wang Luohan struggled desperately but was still put into the oil pot, and the pain and suffering were really reflected on Wang Luohan's body.

Soon, the picture changed again, Wang Luohan found himself tied to a pillar, and his clothes were stripped naked, and his pants were gone, and then standing in front of him was a ghost-like person, holding a large pair of scissors in his hand, and the sound of scratching the ground was scratching.

"You, what do you want to do......" Wang Luohan faintly knew what he wanted to do, and a cold sweat broke out for a while.

The ghost-looking man ignored him and aimed the big scissors at Wang Luohan's lower body, Wang Luohan struggled with all his strength, but it was useless.

"No, no, don't!!ah-" With a click, there was a cry like Wang Luohan killing a pig.

The nightmare continued, I don't know how many times it was looped, Wang Luohan returned to reality, at this time the saint stood quietly in front of him and looked at him with pity, and at this time Wang Luohan looked a little sluggish.

Wang Luohan came back to his senses and saw the holy woman standing in front of him, her legs were weak, and she knelt on the ground: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, don't torture me, I was wrong, I repent, I just ask you to let me go, ahhhh

"Slap yourself 100 times first. The saint said lightly, and then Wang Luohan did not hesitate after hearing this, and directly faced herself with a "snap pop......

When the fan was finished, Wang Luohan was already about to become a pig's head, and at this time he secretly felt a hatred in his heart, if he let his father know about his injury, you would not be able to eat and walk around.

Who knows, the holy woman waved her hand lightly, a white light flashed, and the swelling on Wang Luohan's face had disappeared, but the piercing pain still stayed on his face.

"Just now, go on. The saint's eyes were fierce again, where did she have the appearance of a saint at this time, in Wang Luohan's eyes, she was the demon of the abyss......

...... I don't know how long it has been, the saint took the "extremely obedient" Wang Luohan back to Douwushan Square, Sikong Tianming shook his head when he saw this, it seems that Wang Luohan has been well "educated......