"Uh......"

The sudden rushing figure made the beautiful female swordsman involuntarily take two steps back and look ahead.

There stood a teenager in a cyan uniform.

His eyes fell on the young man's face, and the beautiful female swordsman's eyes flashed, and she said in her heart: What a beautiful boy!

The young man has a slender figure, long hair tied behind his head, a red sword at his waist, lips like dots, eyes like stars, and his appearance is delicate and handsome, without the slightest flaw.

The eyes of several martial artists next to him all fell on the young man, and their eyes were fiery one by one.

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar exploded over the street, and several fierce white-robed guards quietly appeared behind the young man, looking at the beautiful swordsman with angry eyes, the sword blade groaned, and a sword was already out of its sheath, and the chill was pervasive.

Several martial artists were shocked, these guards, their temples were bulging, and their whole body was full of vitality, at least the chakra realm eightfold cultivation was!

When they saw the white robes on several people, the shock in their eyes immediately turned into horror, and they didn't dare to look at the young man again.

The sword boy frowned slightly, and ordered, "I have something to ask them, you stand down." ”

"Yes!"

Several guards replied respectfully, took five steps back, and waited in place like swords.

Exhaled, the sword boy looked a little helpless, looked back at the beautiful female swordsman and said, "Please tell me, who is the Liuyun Leader student who won the first martial arts?"

The beautiful female swordsman came back to her senses, glanced at the young man deeply, and said, "I also heard about it, it seems to be Luo Feng of Ziyang Academy." ”

"Luo Feng ......"

Hearing this, the sword boy's eyes lit up slightly, his palm fell on the red sword at his waist, a smile appeared on his face, and he whispered: "Sure enough, it's him......"

The clouds on his face were swept away, and the young man turned around and said, "Give her ten second-grade yuan stones, and we will go home." ”

"Yes. ”

The first guard took out a brocade bag, handed it to the beautiful female swordsman, and more than a dozen rode over on the horse and walked away.

After a moment, several warriors breathed a sigh of relief and gasped for breath.

"Tut, Hualin Sword, your luck is really good, just one sentence, in exchange for ten second-grade yuan stones. It's only been a year of hard work for me to earn so much ......."

A middle-aged warrior saw the brocade bag in the hand of a beautiful female swordsman, and his eyes showed envy.

Hua Linjian put away the brocade bag and smiled on his face: "Who told you to be like wolves one by one." ”

Several warriors' faces turned red, and a young warrior muttered, "Who made that kid look so ......?"

The young warrior scratched his head, and couldn't think of a suitable description for a long time.

A few people next to him smiled awkwardly, and at this time, someone asked: "Those people are wearing the costumes of the Yue family, who is that young man, it seems that the identity is not simple." ”

Hua Linjian looked at the end of the street: "If you don't guess wrong, he should be the young master of the Yue family, the 'son of Begonia' Yue Haitang ......"

"Yue Haitang, he is a student of Changxin Academy, he should be in Tianqing Mountain now, right?" said one of them.

Hua Linjian shook his head: "I don't know about this, but the uniform on his body is the uniform of Changxin Academy, so there must be nothing wrong." His return to the imperial city this time may have something to do with Yi Tian, the prince of Qingyun Mansion. I heard that Yi Tian and Luo Feng agreed on a life-and-death duel, and the key to it is Yue Haitang......"

"I've heard about it, too. Yi Tian is a master of the new dragon list, Luo Feng is just a rising star, the strength of the two of them is not at the same level at all, and I don't know if this news is true......"

"I'm afraid there won't be a mistake, my cousin's friend is a guard of Qingyun Mansion, and this matter has been spread in Qingyun Mansion. ”

Everyone whispered, and they all felt a little incredible in their hearts.

In a small exquisite courtyard in Qingyun Mansion.

Bang bang......

The bleak palm shadows are constantly changing in the void, and in the entire small courtyard, the cold wind is howling, and the snowflakes are flying.

Now it is the warm spring of April, when everything is recovering, but this snow is extremely strange.

In the cold wind and snow, there stood a sword-eyed young man in a brocade robe, the green light around him flickered, and the air made a creaking sound, condensing and rubbing frost, and the cold was overwhelming.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged warrior in purple hurriedly entered the small courtyard.

"Young Master, the results of the assessment of the Twelve Golden Palaces are out!"

The young man with sword eyebrows was Yi Tian, the son of Qingyun Mansion, and when he heard this, he waved his hand casually, and the wind and snow in the entire small courtyard stopped, and the chill was swept away.

"Luo Feng is second, or third?"

Yi Tian asked casually.

The purple-clothed martial artist's face was a little strange, and he said, "If the news is correct, Luo Feng is the number one martial artist this year!"

"First Wu Kui!"

Yi Tian's eyes narrowed, and the gaze that was transmitted was as cold as a sword.

"Hahaha......"

After a while, Yi Tian suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, and the sound shook the entire small courtyard: "He actually defeated Ye Siyi, it's interesting, that's interesting!"

The purple-clothed warrior was a little puzzled why Yi Tian laughed, and said with a slight wrinkle:

"Young master, this Luo Feng can actually ascend to the throne of the first martial artist, he is a dangerous person, and he must not stay. It's better to find a family master to get rid of him......"

Brush!

Yi Tian's gaze pierced at the purple-clothed martial artist, and the air around him instantly became extremely cold, "Do you think that in three months, I will lose to Luo Feng?"

Cold sweat broke out on the purple-clothed warrior's forehead, and with a pop, he fell to his knees:

"Young master, I didn't mean it, just in case ......"

"No whatever!"

Yi Tianyi waved his hand, his eyes were a little arrogant, and he hummed: "My goal is to become one of the top ten new dragons, and Luo Feng is just a stepping stone for me." Have I done what I told you?"

The purple-clothed warrior wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stood up from the ground.

"I have already sent people to the major territories to distribute martial arts posts, presumably in less than a month, the entire Canglan Dynasty will know about the life-and-death duel between you and Luo Feng. ”

"Very good! You send some more people to the nearby dynasty, and in three months, I will defeat Luo Feng in front of everyone! ”

Yi Tian stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the waning moon in the sky, his eyes were full of fighting spirit and full of confidence.

In another courtyard of Qingyun Mansion.

The lights in the courtyard are flickering, and there are three figures standing in the main hall inside.

The innermost person, in his forties, tall and tall, standing there at will, like a dragon and a tiger, not angry and arrogant, is one of the six princes of the Canglan Dynasty: Qingyun Hou.

"Steward Yuan, is the news accurate?"

Qingyun Hou looked at the purple-clothed old man on the left.

The old man's hair was pale, but his skin was ruddy and crystalline, like a baby, and his small eyes were shining, and he nodded when he heard the words:

"There will be no mistake, this year's first martial artist is Luo Feng, who agreed with the young master to fight for life and death. ”

"I didn't expect that a mere Liuyun Ling student could become the first martial artist, this Luo Feng is not simple. ”

The white-faced warrior behind the old man raised his eyebrows, this person wore a long knife at his waist, his eyes were flat, but in his eyes, there was a sword aura, as if he would take someone's life at any time.

Qingyun Hou was silent, his eyes lowered, frowning and contemplative.

Seeing this, the old man in purple waited silently beside him and did not speak.

After a while, Qingyun Hou's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly said, "Steward Yuan, you arrange it and send someone to Tianqing Mountain." ”

"Master Hou wants to deal with Luo Feng?"

The old man looked at Qingyun Hou's face, thought for a while, and said: "The young master is a master of the new dragon list, and the cultivation of the Seven Xuanjin of Drifting Snow has also reached the realm of green snow, although Na Luo Feng has become the first martial artist and has amazing talent, but in only three months, he should not be the opponent of the young master." ”

The white-faced swordsman nodded and said, "Yes, Na Luo Feng is a genius, and the son of the world is also a genius." ”

Qingyun Hou waved his hand, interrupting the words of the two, and his eyes became solemn:

"What I want is not what I should, but foolproof! Jian Xin Tianyu has a lot to do, and it must be obtained, and there can be no mistakes in this matter! Moreover, I have found someone to investigate, this Luo Feng was only a chakra realm double cultivator half a year ago, I don't know what adventures there are, the cultivation suddenly began to advance by leaps and bounds, and in just half a year, he was already a martial artist of the Spirit Whirlpool Realm. This person is not simple!"

"What!"

Hearing this, the faces of the purple-clothed old man and the white-faced swordsman changed slightly.

From the second level of the chakra realm to the third level of the spirit vortex realm in half a year, this is simply a miracle!

Taking a deep breath, the old man in purple nodded and said, "Master Hou, I know what to do." ”

Qingyun Hou said: "Don't kill him, let him become a waste, and he can't threaten Tian'er." ”

"Yes......"

The purple-clothed old man agreed, turned around and left the main hall with the white-faced swordsman.

Qingyun Hou looked at the thick night outside, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Yuezhong Mountain, wait for the Sword Heart Heavenly Jade to fall into my hands, see what else you have to fight with me!"

"Steward Yuan, leave this matter to me. ”

Walking into the courtyard, the white-faced swordsman looked at the old man in purple and said.

The old man in purple shook his head, "I'll take a trip to this matter myself." ”

"Steward Yuan, do you want to go out in person?"

The white-faced swordsman was stunned, the purple-clothed warrior was named Yuan Xinglie, he began to cultivate at the age of five, entered the Golden Palace to practice at the age of seventeen, stepped into the Spirit Whirl Realm in the second year, and became a five-fold martial artist in the Spirit Whirl Realm at the age of twenty-eight, and became the steward of Qingyun Mansion.

In terms of talent, Yuan Xinglie can only be described as mediocre, his qualifications are only a little higher than ordinary people, but this person has a calm temperament, and he is also more talented in martial arts cultivation, and he has cultivated step by step, and now he is one of the three major stewards of Qingyun Mansion, a six-fold martial artist in the Spirit Vortex Realm, and his strength is unfathomable.

Taking a deep breath, the white-faced swordsman looked at Yuan Xinglie and said:

"Steward Yuan, you personally go out. Isn't this a bit of a fuss? It's just a Triple Martial Artist of the Spirit Vortex Realm, and I can easily solve it if I come forward. ”

Yuan Xinglie glanced in the direction of the main hall, shook his head and said, "Master Hou said, this matter must be foolproof. ”

The white-faced swordsman's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly: "Since that's the case, then I won't fight." Steward Yuan personally went out, so it must be foolproof. ”

"The young master is conceited, don't let him know about this matter. Yuan Xinglie remembered something and commanded.

"I know that. ”

The white-faced swordsman nodded, and when he looked sideways, there was no longer Yuan Xinglie's figure next to him, and he couldn't help but smile: "How can this credit allow you to monopolize ......"

Sou!

The words fell, and the white-faced swordsman stepped on the streamer, and his figure rose into the air, and in a moment, he disappeared into the vast night.

Woowoowoowoooo......oo

The night wind is sudden, and there are bursts of mournful howls, which makes the early spring night a little more depressed, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.