God Emperor

On the way, Mu Lingxi told Zhang Ruochen another thing. After he faked his death, Xuanji Sword Master accepted Huang Yanchen as his disciple.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that the reason why his master did that was actually to help him protect Huang Yanchen.

In this way, Huang Yanchen had a sword master as his backer, and no one from the Eastern Territory Saint King's Palace was quite dissatisfied with her as the heir, but no one dared to touch her easily.

Zhang Ruochen just silently remembered this kindness from his master.

"Since Yanchen has arrived at Liangyi Sect, Master should also be here!" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Zhang Ruochen also wanted to see his master. After all, his master had helped him a lot. As a disciple, how could he not go and see him?

The outer sect area of ​​Liang Yi Sect is not only a training ground for outer sect disciples, but also has dozens of cities built there.

Every city is a mutual market.

Among them, the five cities have the longest history, occupy a vast area, are full of aura, and are as prosperous as a royal city in a county. Therefore, Liangyi Sect dispatched a large number of manpower and vacated five cities specifically to receive guests.

There are still two months until the Sword Discussion Conference. The five major cities are now quite prosperous and lively. The streets are busy with traffic, and monks from various major forces can be seen everywhere.

Although it was a sword discussion conference, in addition to the kendo monks, there were also many other monks who came to join in the fun.

The monks from the major forces in the Eastern Region were placed in Shentai City.

The Sword Discussion Conference invited all the sword cultivators in the world, including the Wushi Bank, the Black Market, the Demon Sect, the imperial court... There were already many conflicts and hatreds between the major forces. Even though the Liangyi Sect had sent saints to guard the five major cities, they still A fight could break out at any time.

"Sister Chen and the geniuses from the Saint King's Palace in the Eastern Region live in Lanyu Post House."

Suddenly, Mu Lingxi stopped and said, "I...I won't go with you..."

"Uh-huh!"

Mu Lingxi's figure flashed and turned into a slim shadow, rushed into an alley and disappeared.

"Lanyu Inn."

Zhang Ruochen walked forward and came to the center of the street. He glanced at the post house on the left, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not go in.

"Senior brother, senior brother, do you want some tea? Junior brother, I just picked the Kirigakure tip from Qianli Mountain. Would you like a bowl?"

Beside the street, an inner disciple wearing a blue robe had set up a tea stall and was staring at Zhang Ruochen with a smile on his face.

Zhang Ruochen walked over, found a table, sat down, and said, "Do the inner disciples also come out to set up stalls?"

The inner disciple's skin was quite dark, he looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of Tianji Realm.

He brought up a bowl of tea soup, placed it in front of Zhang Ruochen, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are a disciple of the Holy Tradition. For you, the Sword Discussion Conference is naturally a grand event. However, for ordinary people like us, The inner disciples are unable to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, so of course they can only take advantage of this opportunity to earn a fortune in spiritual crystals."

Zhang Ruochen was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and he was obviously a disciple of the Liangyi Sect.

That's true. The inner disciple was very respectful to Zhang Ruochen and didn't dare to show any slights.

"It is said that the Kirigakure Point can improve a monk's spiritual power, which is a rare good tea. How many spiritual crystals are there?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"I don't dare to accept senior brother's money." The inner disciple laughed.

Zhang Ruochen smiled, took out a top-level spiritual crystal and handed it to him.

Next, Zhang Ruochen drank tea and looked across the street at Lanyu Station.

Lanyu Station is very gorgeously built and quite vast. There are monks coming in and out at any time, and many of them are descendants of saints.

"Boom!"

The stone slabs on the street vibrated slightly.

A moment later, a blazing flame rushed over from the end of the street, and a heat wave spread out in all directions.

"Gah!"

In the flames, there was a Blood-Golden Crow that was more than ten meters long. It pulled a gorgeous carriage the size of a palace and parked outside Lanyu Station.

The Blood Golden Crow is a sixth-level low-level beast, capable of bursting out with a first-level semi-saint-level combat power. When it landed outside Lanyu Station, the aura it exuded frightened all the monks around it.

Zhang Ruochen was also a little moved. He glanced at the carriage and said, "You actually used the Blood Golden Crow as a mount. I don't know who is in the carriage?"

In the tea shed, the inner disciple was trembling all over and did not dare to breathe out. He whispered: "Senior brother, you don't know something. The man inside the carriage is quite a big shot."

"Are you here to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference too?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"That's right."

The inner disciple nodded vigorously and said: "Moreover, he will definitely become the number one person in the Sword Discussion Conference. No one can compare with him."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Not necessarily! There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Kunlun Realm, and there are many talented people. Who dares to say that he must be the best in the world?"

"Others may not dare to be number one, but he can definitely do it. Because he is the young city lord of Wanxiang City and the descendant of the Sword Emperor, Xue Wuye." The inner disciple said.

"It turns out it's him." Zhang Ruochen muttered.

Wanxiang City is one of the four major kendo holy places in Kunlun Realm.

Eight hundred years ago, the lord of Wanxiang City, Xue Hongchen, was the best in the world in swordsmanship and was known as the "Sword Emperor".

Eight hundred years later, the young city lord of Wanxiang City, Xue Wuye, was born. His swordsmanship talent was as good as that of the former Sword Emperor, and he was known as the number one swordsman wizard in the Kunlun world in the past five hundred years.

I really didn't expect that I would meet this person before I even arrived at the sword discussion conference.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen was looking forward to this Xue Wuye, and he wondered who would be stronger between him and the young Sword Emperor?

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he looked towards the gate of Lanyu Inn.

Huang Yanchen walked out of Lanyu Station, wearing a goose-yellow robe, revealing his snow-white and slender neck. His long royal blue hair hung straight down from his head, like an iceberg, and his whole body exuded a faint cold air.

Seeing Huang Yanchen, Zhang Ruochen's eyes shone brightly. It had to be said that she had indeed lost a lot of weight after not seeing her for a few months.

"Yan Chen..." Zhang Ruochen's heart felt quite bitter.

If it weren't for Queen Chi Yao's imperial edict, he and Huang Yanchen might have gotten married. How could there be so many twists and turns?

On the carriage of the Blood Golden Crow, a beautiful girl in white stepped down.

She had a bun on her head and carried a thin sword on her back. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, but she was very beautiful.

The girl in white walked up to Huang Yanchen, bowed and said, "Miss Yanchen, my young city master invites you to visit Shentai City together."

Huang Yanchen glanced at the girl in white and said, "Not interested."

Immediately, she walked up the street with her hands behind her back, still looking as cold as ice, and there seemed to be no human touch on her body.

"Uh-huh!"

The girl in white had very good cultivation. She took a slight step laterally and turned into a series of white silhouettes, appearing in front of Huang Yanchen again. She said: "My young city lord is sincerely inviting me. If the girl continues to refuse, , I’m afraid the Young City Lord will be very sad.”

Huang Yanchen's two faint blue pupils showed a cold light and said: "Go and tell Xue Wuye, if he dares to continue to provoke me, don't blame me for being rude."

In the tea shed.

The inner disciple said: "Brother, do you think it's strange? The young city lord of Wanxiang City is such a romantic figure. With his talent, his family background, and his appearance, even he is the most arrogant person in the world. Women may not be able to resist his charm.”

"However, he fell down on the same woman three times in a row. I really don't know how that girl Yanchen could be so unkind?"

"Besides, there are so many beauties around Xue Wuye, but why do you want to provoke her? It's strange, it's just strange."

Not far away, a girl in white had a cold look on her face and said, "No woman has ever rejected the Young City Master three times in a row. Huang Yanchen, you are so shameless."

"Uh-huh!"

The girl in white formed a sword gesture with her two fingers, and the sword on her back immediately flew out of its sheath, dragging out a long sword light, and stabbed Huang Yanchen.

I have to say that Xue Wuye is indeed powerful. Even if she is just a maid beside her, she is still a first-class swordsman, and she has practiced to the point where the sword's heart is transparent.

"I never expected that the people in Wanxiang City would be so arrogant and unreasonable."

Huang Yanchen's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with cold light. Together with his two fingers, he also formed the Sword Technique and summoned a holy sword.

At the same time, a strong holy energy surged out from the center of her eyebrows, flowing around her delicate body, forming a realm of holy energy.

"stop."

A magnetic young man's voice sounded from the carriage: "Ning Xin, who allows you to be rude to Miss Yanchen? Why don't you immediately apologize to Miss Yanchen?"

"Young City Lord..."

The girl in white stared at Huang Yanchen coldly, with no intention of stepping forward to apologize.

"If you are so disobedient, you don't have to follow me anymore." A faint voice sounded from the carriage.

The girl in white had a hesitant look on her face, knowing that the young city lord was angry, so she quickly stepped forward and bowed to Huang Yanchen: "I'm sorry, Ning Xin shouldn't have offended Miss Yanchen just now, please forgive me. "

"snort!"

Huang Yanchen snorted coldly, put away his sword, then turned around and left, disappearing into the crowd on the street.

On the carriage, an extremely handsome young man sat on the white fox fur carpet, holding up a glass wine glass and tasting the wine.

On his left and right sides, there were four beautiful women standing on each side, each carrying a sword on his back, and all of them were at the Fish-Dragon Realm. Two of them have reached the ninth transformation of fish and dragon.

The girl in white named Ning Xin was just standing at the end of the left side.

On the left side, the sword attendant closest to Xue Wuye held a jade flute and said with bright eyes and white teeth: "Young City Master, why are you asking for trouble and messing with Xuanji Sword Master's disciples?"

Xue Wuye smiled slightly and said: "She is not only Senior Xuanji's disciple, but also has other identities. Anyway, I have my own meaning... You won't be jealous, right?"

"You should know that I don't like jealous women. If you can't accept that I am too good to other women, please leave now to avoid being sad in the future."

Xue Wuye looked at the eight sword attendants, but saw that they were still standing there and did not leave.

Suddenly, he sighed, obviously a little disappointed.

Afterwards, Xuejinwu pulled the carriage and left Lanyu Station.

"Junior brother, the tea is good."

Zhang Ruochen stood up, walked out of the tea shed, and chased after Huang Yanchen in the direction he left.