Urban Medical God

Nangong Yaqing's voice was gentle and sweet, like the cry of a lark, echoing in the pavilions on the lake, intoxicating the young masters.

The reason why those people pursue Nangong Yaqing so hard is firstly because of her beauty and figure, and secondly because behind Nangong Yaqing stands a behemoth like the Eternal Temple.

For Eternal Void, the Eternal Temple cannot be underestimated regardless of its foundation and strength!

If you can marry Nangong Yaqing, it is equivalent to having the protection of the eternal temple, and you can walk sideways in this eternal void.

However, Nangong Yaqing has always been thoughtful and thoughtful, and has never expressed her admiration for anyone.

This kind of superior woman aroused the desire to conquer in those young men.

"Miss Yaqing, please wait, let me come down and give it a try. This young master has accidentally found a wind grass this year and integrated it into my holy king's sword. It has been promoted to a supreme artifact."

Among the crowd, a tall, extraordinary-looking young man stepped forward, holding a majestic sword and a confident smile on his face.

Seeing this person, Young Master Zhang Taoling's face could not help but darken.

The other party's name is Li Wei, and he is a member of the Yuyao Sect in the Eternal Void. In this Eternal Void, the Yuyao Sect is the second sect after the Eternal Temple.

I saw Li Wei's shoulders sinking, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a string, reaching above the lake in the blink of an eye.

He pulled out the peerless sword from his waist. Before the sword was unsheathed, a strong wind swept across the sky and enveloped the entire courtyard. However, this courtyard seemed to have some special taboos. Even if the strong wind hit , and cannot shake its foundation even half an inch.

The violent wind in the sky became more and more fierce, as if it was about to engulf the sun, and the entire Changsheng Island was shaken.

The people around him were also moved by this. Li Wei's strength had quickly surpassed the eighth level of Baijia Realm. Even in a fight, he was not inferior to some strong men who had just entered the ninth level of Baijia Realm.

"It seems that someone is trying to break the sword formation. Haha, they are hitting the stone with an egg."

In the elegant chapel deep in the Eternal Temple, there was an old man stroking his beard with his hands, his eyes passing through several layers of void, taking in everything.

"Mr. Qin, what you said is wrong. There are geniuses from almost half of the Eternal Void gathered there. There is no doubt about their strength. If you want to blame it, it's the palace master who set the difficulty too high."

A charming and beautiful young woman picked up the glass of wine in front of her and took a sip. Her every move was charming.

A person with high strength can vaguely see a huge green snake statue rising behind her.

The man in the center is wearing a white robe, with long hair disheveled. Although his face is not handsome, he has a dash of chicness. He is the master of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian.

It is rumored that his strength has reached the level of a sword master, and there are even rumors that he has accidentally glimpsed the Tao of Wuwu.

He pursues the eternal swordsmanship, immortality, long and long, surpassing other strong men in the eternal void, ranking first on the top of the void list, and has been there for a long time.

Nangong Wentian gently drew out the long sword from his waist and cut off a few leaves from the tea tree next to him.

Those tea trees are about half a person tall, as if carved from precious jade, crystal clear, exuding sparkling light. Each tea leaf seems to have a unique aura, making people feel comfortable and fresh and natural when they are around them. .

"It's actually not difficult to break the sword formation in this lake. As long as the sword intention is strong enough, you can do it. It doesn't have much to do with your own strength."

A burst of faint light emerged from the palm of Nangong Wentian's hand, and he actually boiled the tea water. After a while, the fragrance of the tea, with its unique rich aura, spread throughout the entire hall.

The old man's eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at the cup of tea. For tens of thousands of years, he had been begging for tea leaves from the palace master, but he was turned down every time.

"I have promised them the greatest reward. If they can break this sword formation, they can win Yaqing's heart and become the consort of my eternal temple. It depends on who is so lucky. Let's go, follow me. Go to the inner hall, the ceremony is about to begin."

Nangong Wentian and several people in the courtyard all walked towards a black hole in the void.

If there are people from Eternal Void here, they will definitely recognize that these people are big bosses, with great fame and great power.

After they left, endless brilliance of swordsmanship poured into this place, lasting for a while and then disappearing.

Li Wei was defeated by a heavy sword that rushed out from the bottom of the lake. He was defeated with overwhelming force and had no power to parry at all.

Everything in the world, the sun, the moon, and the stars that were drawn out by Li Wei's sword were shattered at this moment, dissipating into nothingness. Even the billowing dark clouds in the sky were cut in half by the sword flower split from the bottom of the lake, and the clouds and mist were pushed aside to see the dawn.

Nangong Yaqing just sat in the small pavilion, looking at this scene, smiling brightly, but not making any comments. Of course she knew how difficult it was to break this sword formation.

When her father brought her to the formation, she thought it was just a formation. It was very easy. Her understanding of swordsmanship was far above ordinary people. Unfortunately, she was unable to break the core of the sword formation in the end, and her father Nangong Wen Tian only made a four-word comment on this.

Talent is limited.

This sentence made Nangong Yaqing very frustrated at the time. He tried his best to practice swordsmanship, but was still unable to break through.

Later, Nangong Qingya was relieved.

She finally figured out that with her current strength, she couldn't shake the sword formation at all.

Throughout the ages, apart from a few people such as Patriarch Hongjun, no one has truly reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and cultivated the legendary sword intent.

The only reason to blame is that his father was too stubborn and had to be an invincible genius to be accepted as the son-in-law of the Eternal Temple.

From her point of view, her father had gone crazy practicing the Eternal Sword Dao.

Nangong Qingya shook her head secretly, closed her beautiful eyes, and relaxed, as if she didn't care about anything.

But after a moment, she opened her eyes again and looked up into the distance. On the other side of the lake, there was a figure, stagnant, as if falling into a state of dormancy.

Strangely, the dojo of the Broken Sword Formation was clearly set up on this side, and many young and talented people gathered here to take turns breaking the formation, but the man on the opposite side went to another place.

Is this eye-catching, or do you not know why?

The curiosity in Nangong Qingya's beautiful eyes became more and more intense, and she didn't even realize that someone was talking to her.

"Miss Nangong, the third elder asked you to come over. It is related to the Eternal Ceremony and it is very important!"

A servant of the temple bent down and spoke in a humble tone.

He shouted three times before Nangong Qingya came back to her senses, nodded "Yeah", and then walked off the platform without forgetting to glance at the opposite side.