Destiny Villain: I refuse to break off the engagement!

In the blink of an eye, night fell.

On the deep firmament, the bright silver moon hangs high, from the dim sky, sprinkling the hazy moon, under the mysterious rhythm, like a babbling stream, from all directions of the mighty platform.

The silver-white brilliance, flickering on and off, reflected the fiery eyes of the cultivators.

Now, outside Haoran Stage, nearly 10,000 cultivators have gathered.

The vast majority of them are scattered cultivations, and cultivation is generally in the spiritual realm and below, and even the vast majority are only in the foundation building realm.

The fact that only those under the age of thirty are selected at the ruins of the Jixia School Palace is a big restriction in itself.

Scattered cultivators with scarce resources, let alone ascending to the Spirit Realm before the age of thirty, even if they enter the Divine Realm, are very few.

Fortunately, this opportunity has nothing to do with cultivation, otherwise they really didn’t have anything to do with dispersal cultivation!

Of course, among these nearly 10,000 people, there are about 20%, Tianjiao disciples of various forces, Pure Yang Sword Palace, Heaven Killing Hall, Blood Demon Sect, Tai Cang Holy Land… Wait a minute.

Although they are not the core disciples of each Dao Sect, they also have their own magical powers, their strength cannot be underestimated, and their cultivation has generally reached the Spirit Transformation Realm.

I think it is also true, if those core disciples who bear the name of peerless Tianjiao and demons, time is extremely precious, and they are cultivating and preparing day and night for the battle of the great world, they may not be able to see this inheritance of the Jixia Academy Palace.

“Elder Zhao, the time is almost up, you can start.” Mr. Puppet shook the feather fan and said to Zhao Si.

Zhao Si bowed his head slightly, waved his hand, and said coldly, “Start!” Immediately

, a pocket-sized ancient beast sculpture was held up in his palm, and his hideous appearance revealed a fierce aura under the rendering of Xuan ink.

Foxy charms.

“No!”

More than ten Zhao family powerhouses answered respectfully, and then sat cross-kneeled, and one after another sacrificed the formation, with the foxy talisman as the center, linking the ancient large array of the ruins of the Jixia School Palace.

Hum –

Haoran Tai trembled gently, and the milky white brilliance, like silky satin, flowed into heaven and earth.

Mysterious Dao patterns, brilliant runes, and the great Confucian aura swarmed out, gradually outlining the outline of a magnificent palace.

It is the Minora School Palace that flourished in ancient times!

The Academy Palace was rapidly condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mighty aura of the sublime saint was rolling and flowing, spreading in all directions.

Light.

Milky light.

It dispelled the darkness in a radius of thousands of miles and illuminated the heaven and earth, like daylight.

Quiet.

Everyone stared intently at the Jixia School Palace, their eyes reddened, their breathing short, and a deep desire occupied their hearts.

In the eyes of the vast majority of people on the scene, this is their only chance to change their lives against the sky!

The heavy sound of the door opening sounded slowly.

A white-bearded old man dressed in a Confucian robe slowly walked out of the Jixia School Palace.

The old, kind eyes scanned everyone and revealed a smile.

“Ten years, hurriedly passed, the old immortal palace master, today we met again.”

“The old rule, when the old man finishes chanting the Confucian classics, it is the time to select the destined person.”

After speaking, the master sat down casually and began to preach the Confucian classics.

There is no vision, no esoteric reason, ordinary lecture, just an ordinary lecture.

Everyone looked at the master, but no one was really patiently listening. After all…… They want inheritance, not the smelly, long and useless Confucian classics in the mouth of their master.

Of course, they did not rush either.

The ruins of the Jixia School Palace have been opened many times, and some rules are naturally a well-known thing.

For example, the master in front of you.

He is just an image of nothingness, performing his mechanical work.

Another example is the procedure for inheritance at the ruins of the Jixia School Palace.

First, the master preached the Confucian classics, about half an hour, and then the master asked everyone about the harvest, answered the students stupid, the master shook his head and sighed, sighing in disappointment, “Old age is guilty, can not revitalize the literary way”, and then the master will randomly select people with fortune and give the inheritance of the Jixia School Palace.

Such a set of processes has long been well known to everyone present.

The only thing that can be done at the moment is to endure this master’s nagging and wait patiently.

Of course, such a wait is undoubtedly torturous.

Wang Chengzhong, Jiang Family Branch.

“Young Venerable, the ruins of the Jixia School Palace have been opened.” Deacon Zhang said respectfully.

Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, and a sharp sword intent flashed under his eyes.

Two hours, briefly immersed in the heart, actually gained a lot, the realm of kendo has advanced a lot, and it is not far from the middle of the sword intent.

“It has to be a WTO practice.”

Jiang Xuan pulled out the Red Heart Sword, stroked the sword body, and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

This is an ordinary spirit sword, with his identity, he can casually move a large number of them out of the Jiang family’s warehouse.

However, through this sword and the owner of this sword, he was able to understand some truths, correct his kendo heart, clarify the direction of his kendo, and thus benefit from the improvement of the kendo realm.

This is a valuable gain.

His background, his means, are indeed many, and it can even be said without boasting that the Xuantian Realm is unique.

However, most of them are obtained by external forces such as goldfingers.

In contrast, what he realized by himself, although it seems insignificant, is particularly solid and precious.

The money you pick up is not as heavy as the money you worked hard to earn, maybe that’s the truth.

He is looking forward to the future of his kendo.

Because, his kendo, is very heavy.

After joining the WTO, he understood.

Internal and external troubles to kill and stop.

His way… The enemy of the whole world.

If his identity was directly exposed, why would the other Immortal Dao Sect be able to make a move, and even those people within the Jiang family couldn’t help it.

It is said that many Daoists who have a feud with the Jiang family have come.

If possible, solve a batch of homeopathic solutions.

Tonight, Jiang Xuan’s heart was murderous.

By the way, he can also let Jiang Qiankun carry this pot well.

Murderer, what do you have to do with me Jiang Xuan?

“Got it.”

“It’s windy tonight, tell everyone, don’t go out.”

After collecting his mood, Jiang Xuan got up, dropped an inexplicable word, walked out of the Jiang family branch with his sword, walked out of the royal city, and went to the ruins of the Jixia School Palace.

Jiang Xuan walked very slowly, and every step seemed to be heavy.

Walking very fast, one step across a hundred zhang, like the end of the world.

With each step, the sharp sword intent that penetrates the body will become even greater.

One-step.

The sword intent was a zhang, the sword was hunting and hunting, and the blood-colored sword qi looked very cold under the reflection of the moon.

Two steps.

The sword intent is full of zhang, standing on the ground and piercing the sky, as if one party is killing the sword domain, which is heart-palpitating.

Three steps.

The sword intent reaches the sky, dividing a heaven and earth, where it stands, the murderous undercurrent, the sword qi hides into the void, formless and qualityless, strangling everything.

Four steps, five steps….

Jiang Xuan came to the ruins of the Jixia School Palace, and he had already returned to the basics, without revealing the slightest edge.

Only a pair of sword eyes, bright, sharp, indifferent.

Even the silver moon hanging high in the sky, under these sword eyes, will be eclipsed.

Nearly 10,000 cultivators were still staring at their master at this time, not noticing Jiang Xuan’s arrival.

Or even if you notice, you won’t care.

The Zhao family’s reward for Jiang Qiankun is certainly extremely rich, but they are now… I am even more eager to inherit the Minora School Palace.

After all, which one has a better chance, they know in their hearts.

Of course…… Today, there are many more Tianjiao, including people from the Immortal Dao system.

This part came with Jiang Qiankun’s reward.

Zhao Temple hid in Haoran Taizhong, seeing the arrival of Jiang Xuan wearing Jiang Qiankun’s skin, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, the killing intent grew wildly uncontrollably, and the terrifying aura was surging and churning, which actually shook the formation of the ruins of the Jixia School Palace, trembling and trembling.

Even the school palace shook for a while, as if it would collapse and dissipate at any moment.

The person who killed Sun was right in front of him, how could he possibly endure it?!

Mr. Puppet showed helplessness, waved a feather fan, calmed Zhao Si’s state of mind, and said in a deep voice, “Elder Zhao should not be impulsive, big things matter!”

“After ambushing and killing Jiang Xuan, it is not too late to slaughter Jiang Qiankun.”

He didn’t know why Jiang Qiankun appeared here, and even more wondered why Jiang Qiankun was so reckless, and directly killed Zhao Si’s grandson, causing Zhao Si to hate him to the bone and always wanted to blade him.

Something to do with the Lord’s scheme?

He can only guess so.

But he also wants to use Zhao Temple to ambush Jiang Xuan, so there is not much he can do now, he can only barely stop Zhao Si from making a move.

After ambushing Jiang Xuan, everything was naturally simple.

At that time, if Zhao Si still doesn’t know how to be evil, he will not have any psychological burden to turn his face. After all, both of them are inherently mutually exploitative.

The blood color in Zhao Si’s eyes faded, and only then did he sober up and nodded calmly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Puppet, I can distinguish the main and secondary.” ”

Jiang Qiankun deserves to die, but the top priority today is Jiang Xuan!

In any case, Jiang Xuan is also the nominal young patriarch of the Jiang family, and if he can capture Jiang Xuan alive, as a blackmail, he will definitely be able to obtain the rune in the hands of the Jiang family.

At that time, he will exchange the third rune from the Immortal King Family.

The core inheritance of that Jixia Academy Palace is their Zhao family’s!

He is angry at the death of his grandson, but he is also the elder of the Zhao family, and the interests of the Zhao family should be put first.

Moreover…… After capturing Jiang Xuan alive, Jiang Qiankun will also die at his hands.

It’s just to let Jiang Qiankun live a little longer.

This little time, he can afford to wait!

And at this time, Jiang Xuan moved.

The red heart sword in his hand cut out, and a thousand zhang sword qi descended across the sky, dividing a deep ravine between the Jixia Academy Palace and nearly 10,000 cultivators.

Jiang Xuan stepped out.

Standing in front of the master, he turned his back to the master, faced the group of cultivators, and gently wiped the red heart sword in his hand.

The tone is flat, but there is an undoubted domineering.

“Wait and get out of here.”

“After a blaze of incense, within a radius of ten miles, there is one, I will kill one.”

Today, he decided on the inheritance of the Jixia School Palace.

There were enemies everywhere, and Jiang Xuan naturally couldn’t let these people stay here and wait for an opportunity.

He desires, cut off the opportunity, cut off the beard for his own use.

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