The name of the Sky Pavilion of Tianbao City is flying in the wind in the sky within a radius of thousands of miles!

After all the forces got the news, they all sent representatives as quickly as possible, hoping to catch up with the opening of the Cloud Pavilion, and there were not a few Edgeworth Flyers overnight.

The best spiritual weapon, the extremely cold holy water - everyone holds the belief that it is bound to win, and the Sky Pavilion is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Xuantie City, in the hall of the city lord's mansion.

Xuanye, the city lord of Xuantie City, asked his only son to summon the disciple of the City Lord's Mansion Yingbei.

At this time, Yingbei was apprehensive in his heart, and stood respectfully with his head bowed, slightly restrained.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with that Wu Xiaoyao in the Stargazing Pavilion!"

Xuan Ye glanced at Yingbei and said.

Wu Xiaoyao?

Yingbei's heart moved, and he arched his hand and said: "City Lord, the friendship between the disciple and Wu Xiaoyao was broken three years ago. ”

"Really?" Xuan Ye looked at Yingbei with an anxious face with interest, and said, "What do you think of Wu Xiaoyao?"

Yingbei's heart tightened violently, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This person is quite ambitious, courageous, he hasn't returned for three years, even if he comes back, the overlord of Xuantie City is still the city lord's mansion!"

Xuan Ye's heart gradually became disdainful, everyone below knew that Yingbei was timid and afraid of death, at first Xuanye still held the attitude that rumors were not credible, this conversation, Xuanye was disappointed in Yingbei.

Men, without guts and ambitions, are waste after all!

"How does the City Lord's Mansion treat you Yingbei, and how does this City Lord treat you?"

As soon as Xuan Ye's words changed, he lost interest in Yingbei, if it weren't for Yingbei's little use value, he couldn't wait to kick this coward out.

"The City Lord's Mansion has the grace of cultivating Yingbei, and the city lord regards Yingbei as a relative, and Yingbei is willing to repay him with death!"

Xuan Ye was quite satisfied with Yingbei's words, a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "The City Lord's Mansion is full of talents, and the people who can do this can really not find a second person except you Yingbei." ”

"The city lord commands, Yingbei will not disappoint the city lord!"

Eagle North Arch Road.

"Good. Xuan Ye nodded, and said word by word: "This city lord asked you to leave the city lord's mansion, do you have any opinions?"

"Ahh

Yingbei raised his head violently, saw Xuanye walking in front of him, glanced at each other, hurriedly lowered his head, and sighed bitterly in his heart, thinking, Wu Xiaoyao, Wu Xiaoyao, I, Yingbei, was killed by you.

"Eagle North doesn't dare!"

Xuan Ye patted Yingbei's shoulder and said earnestly: "Yingbei, as a man, you have to look at the world, the land of Xuantie City, you should take advantage of the opportunity."

Perhaps, one day, the Xuantie City City Lord's Mansion will rely on your power!"

The more Yingbei listened, the more confused he became, what is an opportunity? Expelling him from the City Lord's Mansion, this is also called an opportunity?

The bitterness in Yingbei's heart will not be understood, he is considered the number one person in the City Lord's Mansion, and the disciples below give him some face.

Once he leaves the City Lord's Mansion, he is still a fart?

Xuan Ye seemed to see through Yingbei's thoughts, and chuckled: "This city lord ordered you to leave the city lord's mansion, naturally there is a reason. ”

When Yingbei heard this, he hurriedly said, "Please also ask the city lord to speak directly!"

"You and I are not outsiders, the lord of this city has always treated you as half a son. Xuan Ye paused for a moment and said with a smile: "You and Wu Xiaoyao know each other, and the relationship is extremely harmonious, he hasn't returned for three years, do you know his current identity?"

"The disciple doesn't know, he said goodbye in a hurry three years ago, and the disciple has no contact with Wu Xiaoyao again. ”

Xuan Ye despised Yingbei in his heart, and thought to himself, how can Lao Tzu have such an unenlightened disciple as you, and spread the prestige of my Xuantie City City Lord?

Xuan Ye told Wu Xiaoyao about the fact that Wu Xiaoyao had just left and the establishment of Yunxiao Pavilion in Tianbao City, and Yingbei opened his mouth wide in shock, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"What the city lord means, is to let you go to Tianbao City to join Wu Xiaoyao, he is short of people at the moment, you and him are old acquaintances, this person is quite nostalgic, he is a lover, he will not snub you if you go. ”

Yingbei was happy in his heart, but his face was embarrassed, and he was puzzled: "City Lord, disciple is confused, we are one of the subsidiary forces of the Burial Sword Villa, that Wu Xiaoyao and the City Lord's Mansion of Tianbao City are very close, this-"

Stupidity!

Xuan Ye endured his anger and said as plainly as possible: "You just do it, pack up and leave immediately." ”

"Yes, disciple farewell!"

Yingbei surrendered his hand, and when Yingbei left, Xuanye's only son said angrily: "Father, you promised your son, Yingbei will be handed over to his son to deal with, he offended his son three times and twice, how can you let him go." ”

"Smack!"

Xuan Ye slapped him and reprimanded: "Idiot, didn't you understand what Lao Tzu said before?"

"That Wu Xiaoyao is in the same realm as his father, killing you is like slaughtering a dog, but why didn't he kill you?"

Xuan Ye looked at his only son coldly, saw that he had a puzzled and resentful look on his face, and raised his foot and kicked over.

"Remember to Lao Tzu, if you don't pinch the strength of the other party, you have to learn to be patient, if he doesn't kill you, it's not to give you Lao Tzu and me face, but to disdain!"

Xuan Ye sneered and said: "People are not as old as you in terms of martial arts, and they are far inferior to you in terms of background, you look at the people now, the reputation of mixing in Tianbao City, what about you?

"Offended the Burial Sword Villa, he couldn't be free for a few days, hum. ”

Xuan Ye was furious, if it weren't for the fact that this person in front of him was his only son, the only seedling of the Xuan family, he really wanted to slap this son to death.

"Come on, break the legs of the evil beast to Lao Tzu, send someone to stare me to death, don't let him appear, otherwise, none of you want to live!"

Xuan Zhan roared angrily, and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion rushed in, ignoring the frightened and incredulous look of the son of Xuan Zhan, and walked out with his arms crossed.

"Why? Tiger poison doesn't eat children, my son doesn't understand!"

"How can Lao Tzu have such a stupid seed as you, give Lao Tzu to take him away, and when you think about it, I will naturally let you out. ”

Xuan Zhan sat alone, the ambition in his heart swelled rapidly, since he had seen Wu Xiaoyao's methods, he was no longer satisfied with being in Xuantie City, the land of projectiles.

"Wu Xiaoyao, you and I are the same kind of people, if you can survive the revenge of the Burial Sword Villa, we will meet again!"

At the same time, the same drama was played out in the Burial Sword Villa.

"Smack!"

Dongfang Da gave the messenger a heavy slap in the face, and shouted: "Get out!

The beaten disciples even rolled and crawled away, as if they were worried about their lives if they were one step too late.

It's no wonder that Dongfang Da is so angry, he always smiles on his face, giving people the feeling that he wants to be close.

Tianbao City Burial Sword Pavilion has always been Dongfang Da's responsibility, and the Burial Sword Pavilion is also an important means for Dongfang Da to win over people, and now that he has been replaced by Wu Xiaoyao, how can he not be angry?

"Wu Xiaoyao!!" Dongfang Da clenched his fists, his hideous eyes, and his gritted teeth face were enough to confirm his hatred for Wu Xiaoyao.

"The eldest young master, since this person has returned, I will go and cut off his head tonight and give it to the eldest young master. ”

The last time Ziyi went to Tianbao City, Wu Xiaoyao happened to leave, and if he missed this opportunity, there would be a matter of Yunxiao Pavilion replacing the Burial Sword Pavilion, and Ziyi inevitably felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

Dongfang Da's vicious eyes flashed away, and he sneered: "Kill him? It's too cheap for him, the eldest young master of Ming Japan wants him to be embarrassed in public, and it's not too late to humiliate him before killing." ”

"The eldest young master is a good means. ”

Ziyi, who rarely complimented people, nodded slightly, which made Dongfang Da feel a great sense of satisfaction.