In the palace, a graceful and noble figure couldn't help but tremble, and the aura around the beautiful woman in the palace skirt suddenly roared.

Feng Qingwu's face changed slightly, and her beautiful eyes flowed endlessly. There was supreme coercion emanating from her body, but the faces of several palace maids beside her changed drastically.

"Queen Mother", the palace maids felt as if they were crushed by an invisible mountain, and they knelt down in front of Feng Qingwu.

They cried out in horror. And the graceful and luxurious figure did not say a word, and there was a majestic and domineering light in the beautiful eyes.

"That's it, you all stand down", Feng Qingwu waved his hand and sent the group of palace maids who were kneeling in front of him.

At this moment, her face was gloomy, and her eyes flickered. She slowly got up and came to the dangerous fence in front of the tall building.

Through that faint gaze, she looked towards the bustling imperial capital. At this moment, Feng Qingwu's heart was in turmoil, and she naturally knew that the phoenix fire flame essence in Ding Xiaoyi's body had been refined.

Moreover, she also knew that refining the Phoenix Fire Flame Essence had to go through a special process. The process is to have sex with a woman, but she doesn't know who that woman is.

"I didn't expect you to actually refine the Phoenix Fire Flame Essence, it's just that, could this be the arrangement of fate. Who the hell are you, Hongu really wants to see you. Feng Qingwu's eyes were deep and sharp, her face was gloomy but not lacking in tenderness, and she couldn't help muttering to herself.

At this time, the glow is shining, the morning sun is rising, and Fanyin Mountain is like being covered with a layer of colorful divine light. The colorful mist turned into a hazy fairy aura and shrouded Fanyin Mountain.

And on this day, the Sword Pavilion in Fanyin Mountain ushered in a once-in-a-decade event. That is the Tianjiao Sword Competition, also known as the Sword Pavilion's Sword Competition.

Xue Ningsheng's beautiful eyes wandered, and she wanted to find that familiar figure from the crowd. But to her disappointment, she was not seen in the crowd with her familiar figure.

Next to Xue Ningsheng stood a girl in an apricot yellow dress with clear eyes, and next to the girl in the apricot yellow dress stood a girl in a dark dress with a cold face.

"Sister Xue, why hasn't Ding Xiaoyi come yet, the registration is about to start." The ancient elf couldn't help but ask Xue Ningsheng.

Ye Qingqing on the side didn't have any waves on her face, and she didn't have any interest in the Tianjiao Competition of the Sword Pavilion.

Several familiar figures appeared in the crowd, and Xue Ningsheng's face showed a bitter look. The Sword Pavilion's sword peaks are guarding a piece of Qionglou Yuyu, and there is a wide square in this Qionglou Yuyu, and there are several battle platforms several zhang high in that square.

This is the place where the Sword Pavilion Tianjiao Contest was held, and at this time, the surrounding area of the square was already full of magnates from the imperial capital.

There are from the imperial palace, from various families in the imperial capital, and there are also strong people from other sword cultivators in Dayong.

"Boom ......", the earth shook, and a luxurious chariot appeared in the air. In front of the chariot, several mysterious beasts wearing Xuanguang armor roared.

In the imperial capital, only Emperor Yonghuang had the qualifications to come on the Xuan Beast Battle Wheel. There were several Xuanjia guards standing around the Xuan Beast Battle Ring, their eyes were sharp and cold, and their faces did not show any emotional waves.

The figure of an old man in green clothes led the peak masters of the Sword Pavilion to step up into the air, and greeted the roaring Xuan Beast Battle Wheel.

It was the Sword Pavilion that led Ye Ran, and the peak masters of the other Sword Peaks followed closely behind the old man in Tsing Yi.

The Sword Pavilion Leader Ye then led the Sword Pavilion people to the sky above the square, and the battle chariot stopped in the sky above the square.

"Welcome to His Majesty Emperor Yong", the voice of the Sword Pavilion Sect Master swayed out like spring rain. There was a unique charm in his voice, and it flowed silently into the ears of every sword cultivator.

The voice was neither loud nor weak, and it could clearly reach the ears of every sword cultivator. Emperor Yonghuang stood on top of the chariot, he was majestic and domineering, and his body was full of convincing temperament.

When he moved, he exuded an irresistible aura. He stood on top of the chariot and looked down on the square like a god.

His eyes swept across the vast square. Next to Emperor Yonghuang stood a beautiful woman in a palace skirt, and the beautiful woman in the palace skirt turned her eyes and swept past Xue Ningshang and the others one by one.

She didn't find Ding Xiaoyi. Feng Banghou's eyebrows frowned slightly, she couldn't even sense any breath of Ding Xiaoyi, and she couldn't even sense the breath of Feng Huo Yanjing.

"Ye Zhangjiao is polite, I'm just here to join in the fun." Emperor Yong politely said to the head of the Sword Pavilion.

The lords of all the sword peaks saluted Emperor Yonghuang one by one, and Emperor Yonghuang also responded one by one.

"Please come with me, Your Majesty, the Tianjiao Contest has not started yet." The head of the Sword Pavilion said politely to Emperor Yong, and Emperor Yonghuang also nodded in agreement.

Qionglou Yuyu, the glow is like a curtain. Emperor Yong took the phoenix and flew towards the Qiong Tower where the peaks of the Sword Pavilion were guarded. The battle chariot beast let out a roar, and everyone looked up at the chariot that stopped in the air, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Emperor Yong's appearance is different in this formation. With the strength of Emperor Yong's cultivation, there is actually no need to take a battle chariot. However, in order to show his respect for the Sword Pavilion, Emperor Yong took the Xuan Beast Battle Chariot on behalf of the Dayong royal family.

Several guards commanded the battle chariot to turn around and head in the direction of the palace, leaving a trailing aura of mysterious beasts in the sky.

Although there is a mountain protection sword array in the sky above the Sword Pavilion, the palace chariot may come from the sky at will, which shows the dignity of Emperor Yong's identity.

After the few mysterious beasts disappeared, everyone came back to their senses. The first part of the Sword Pavilion Tianjiao Competition is to register, although each session has selected the Sword Pavilion Tianjiao, but this time the Tianjiao Competition is to select the sword head.

And the head of the sword is the candidate for the head of the Sword Pavilion. It is possible that the head of the sword will become the head of the sword sect, and the head of the sword will be fully cultivated by the sword pavilion until he becomes the head of the sword pavilion.

The battle of the sword head is also the battle of the master, although the sword conference is held every ten years, but there is only one sword head in each session.

As for who will spend the final position of the head of the sect, it can only be a competition between the sword heads. Every Tianjiao banquet Emperor Yonghuang will attend on time, in addition to being invited by the Sword Pavilion, Emperor Yonghuang also has his own plans.

Emperor Yong was taught by the Sword Pavilion and the masters of the Sword Peak, and all the peak masters of the Sword Peak were surrounded by the Jade Yu Yu of the Qiong Tower. The elders at the bottom of the square announced the start of registration.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion rushed towards the elders, and there were thousands of disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and it would take a day or two to sign up.

Xue Ningshang looked for Ding Xiaoyi's figure in the crowd, but she found nothing. The ancient elves also showed an anxious expression on their faces, but Ye Qingqing was indifferent.

Ding Xiaoyi's participation in the Tianjiao Competition doesn't seem to have anything to do with her, and her coming to the Sword Pavilion is just an eye-opener.

"Your Majesty Yonghuang, this time I don't know who Your Majesty will win to become the sword leader of one session." The Sword Pavilion Sect's eyes flashed with a superb gaze, and he asked with a smile to Emperor Yong.

Emperor Yong's eyes were raised, and he tried to see something from the old fox's face. But to his disappointment, he saw nothing.

"Let's see, there may be some unexpected surprises this time", Emperor Yong couldn't help but say perfunctorily as he sipped the spiritual tea full of spiritual energy.

Ye Ran's eyes shrank slightly, and the Sword Pavilion, as the world's sword master, can be said to be on a par with the Dayong royal family.

Although the Sword Pavilion never asked about the royal family, the Dayong royal family was also afraid of the existence of the Sword Pavilion.

Although there are still Shushan Star Towers and Military Courtyards in the imperial capital, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are all over the world, and the power of the Sword Pavilion is also growing day by day, but Emperor Yonghuang is very jealous of the Sword Pavilion.

"How could Your Majesty know that there was an unexpected surprise, could it be that Your Majesty already has a candidate in his heart." The Sword Pavilion Master took a sip of the spiritual tea in the delicate teacup, and he asked Emperor Yong again.

"Ye Zhangjiao said that he laughed, they are all pavilion disciples participating in the competition, how can I know." Emperor Yong said perfunctorily.

Feng Qingwu on the side was beautiful, and she was really uncomfortable sitting with this group of old foxes.

"You old foxes, none of them are willing to tell the truth, go out for a walk in this palace." The queen said unceremoniously to everyone, and everyone was neither annoyed nor angry.

It seems that he has long been accustomed to the queen's actions. The Lord of Xuanshuang Peak got up and walked out of the Sword Pavilion reception hall with the queen.

She followed the queen only half a body away.