The start shocked the Empress: As the Demon Lord, we are on our side

There are still two days left before the battle for the throne of the Son.

Xiao Han had nothing to do during this time.

In addition to eating, drinking and having fun, it is to tease those little junior sisters.

Life is more comfortable than that of a fairy.

St. Dzong's Square.

At this time, Leng Shaotian and the Seven First Seats were standing in front of the teleportation platform.

It seems to be waiting for someone.

After a while, I saw bursts of light on the teleportation platform.

Two figures appeared on the platform.

"Haha, old cold, long time no see. A

hearty voice sounded from the mouth of the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and then stepped out of the Dao Platform and came to Leng Shaotian.

"Slut, you are a king and eight calves, you actually came in person.

Leng Shaotian smiled and said directly.

Jian Yun, the current Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

The strength of one body has reached the Yipin Emperor Xuan realm.

Only one step away from breaking through to the second-grade Emperor Xuan Realm.

A long time ago, Leng Shaotian and Jian Yun met for the first time.

At that time, Leng Shaotian was not yet the Sect Master of the Holy Sect, and Jian Yun was not the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

The two demons fought directly when they first met.

Later, the two cherished each other, kowtowed to the handle, and roamed together.

So after Leng Shaotian saw Jian Yun.

Directly stunned up in a word.

Without the slightest politeness.

After Jian Yun heard Leng Shaotian's words.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked embarrassed.

"Depend, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, you talk to your eldest brother like that?

Jian Yun's eyes widened angrily, and he seemed to be very angry.

Leng Shaotian gave him a blank look and said, "Depend, born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, who is the eldest brother is not certain."

"Then speak with strength." "

?" "

, I'm afraid you won't make it!" As

he spoke, the two rolled up their sleeves and wanted to knock out... Ahem, do a fight.

Seeing this, the first seat of the Seven Great Seats hurriedly pulled Leng Shaotian.

"Ahem, Sect Master, passing through the door is a guest, passing through the door is a guest

..." "Sword Pavilion Master, please..."

Finally under the circle of the seven first seats.

Leng Shaotian and Jian Yun snorted coldly at the same time and gave up the idea of doing a fight.

Immediately, the two looked at each other and laughed again.

"Go, slut, go and taste my thousand-year-old vintage..."

"Spit your sister, don't give a face." The

two hooked their backs, smiled cheaply, and walked towards the conference hall.

The first of the seven saw this scene.

They all patted their foreheads, speechless.

Groove, are we being amorous and nosy???

as for the young man who came with Jian Yun, he was also speechless.

I originally thought that going out with the pavilion master would be how beautiful it would be.

I didn't expect it....

Shame! It's a shame!

It's just thrown into my grandmother's house.

......

Leng

Shaotian didn't say much, and directly waved his palm.

The emperor corpse of the Shenwei Sword Emperor was released.

Seeing this, Jian Yun hurriedly stepped forward to investigate.

After a while, Jian Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and then put away the emperor corpse.

"Old cold, thanks. Hearing

Jian Yun's thanks.

Leng Shaotian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's talk about it first, friendship to friendship, human favor to human favor, the group of old immortals in your Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion owes this emperor a favor."

Jian Yun rolled his eyes and said coldly: "I know, you are a cold white eye, our ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion said that if there is anything to happen to the Holy Sect in the future, they will return this favor."

"That's pretty much it.

Leng Shaotian then looked at the young man behind Jian Yun.

"This is?"

heard Leng Shaotian's inquiry.

Jian Yun's face showed a hint of pride.

"This is one of the ten great swords of my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Sword Ten. "

In the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

There is no place for the chief master brother.

The highest status of the younger generation of disciples is the sword son.

And the ten great swords represent the strongest combat power of the young generation of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

When the words fell

, Jian Ten walked out, exuding a strong sword intent around his body, as if he could smash any enemy.

Then he saluted Leng Shaotian.

"Junior Sword Ten, I have seen Sect Master Leng. Leng

Shaotian's gaze was like a torch, as if he wanted to see through the sword ten.

After a while.

Leng Shaotian suddenly laughed.

"Slut, it's gratifying, the innate sword body and other demon geniuses have all been found by you. Hearing

Leng Shaotian's slightly surprised voice.

Jian Yun laughed: "Oh, it's average, this kid of Jian Ten has just entered the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion not long ago, and his strength is average, I'm sorry..."

But with a thick provocation.

Leng Shaotian raised his eyebrows, just wanted to speak.

But Jian Yun continued: "Huh, why don't you see the demons of your Holy Sect? Could it be that the Holy Sect is getting more and more fucked, and no one has joined, haha..."

I was stunned.

Why does this sound so bad.

However, after thinking about the relationship between the sect master and Jian Yun.

The first of the seven seats was relieved.

However, Buddha competes for a pillar of incense, and people compete for a breath.

Being ridiculed and not fighting back, that is not the character of the seven firsts.

Immediately, the seven people of Gujing Wu took out the sound transmission stone and issued an order.

Seeing this, Leng Shaotian did not obstruct, leaning on the back of the chair with an unfathomable smile on his face.

Compare with this emperor to the demon disciples in the sect?

Jianyun, Jianyun, you simply don't know whether you are dead or alive.

Bendi's future brother-in-law is a person who even the Great Emperor has slaughtered.

Just this group of little fart children, it is simply not on the same level as Xiao Han.

However, Leng Shaotian was not in a hurry to call Xiao Han over.

After all, the higher some people hold it, the more painful it will fall.

Leng Shaotian didn't know this truth,

so he first let the demon of the seven peaks play with this sword ten.

Jian Yun saw Leng Shaotian's leisurely appearance.

I couldn't help but be slightly surprised in my heart.

Could it be that the Holy Sect had recruited demon disciples over the years,

but after Jian Yun thought of the horror of Sword Ten.

Then he calmed down again.

The combat power of the innate sword body is not chaotic.

And this time it wasn't just the Sword Eleven.

In order to make Leng Shaotian disgraced.

Jian Yun was fully prepared.

That's it.

Two people who loved and killed each other, chatting blindly, waiting for those demon disciples to arrive.

Not often.

I only heard the sound of breaking the air outside the conference hall.

"Battle God Peak's chief master brother Gu Tan, asking to see the sect master..." "Tianlong Peak's chief master brother Duan Fei asks to see the sect master..." "Huangji Peak's chief master brother Zhou Sheng asks to see the sect master..." "Shenhu Peak's chief master brother Gongsun Ce asks to see the sect master..." "Poison Peak's chief master brother Mo Yan

asks to see

the sect

master..."

Murong Tian, the chief master brother of Yaofeng Peak, asked to see the sect master..." The

seven voices were like a flood and spread into the conference hall.

"Come in!"

Leng Shaotian's voice fell.

Seven young people, led by Gu Tan, walked in with their heads held high.

"I've seen the Sect Master..."