The strongest heaven crossing system in all realms

Chapter 180 Wu Jiancheng

"You bastard." Xiao Chen shook his head, smiled and took out a scabbard from the storage ring, held it with his palm, and the scabbard disappeared and appeared next to the Misty Spirit Sword.

"This is a C-level scabbard, [Frost scabbard], there is a very small chance for the spirit sword to obtain a sword spirit every day." Xiao Chen said lightly, this [Frost scabbard] was originally an E Xiao Chen just used 100 million experience points to raise this [Frost scabbard] to C-.

"Wow!"

After Xiao Chen explained, everyone was even more surprised than just now. They didn't care about the grade of the scabbard, they only cared about a function of the scabbard. Every day, there is a very small chance of getting a sword spirit. You must know what a sword spirit is , It can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the sword bearer. There are no more than a hundred sword spirit weapons in the world, but only twenty appear in the hands of humans. How can this not excite them.

But if they were excited, they would not dare to rectify this scabbard. This is the Dragon Empire, and he and the other two empires are divided into three parts of the Eastern Continent. Who would dare to touch them.

"Hehe, thank you for the gift." Murong Changkong blinked his eyes a few times, arched his hands towards Xiao Chen, put the rapier into the scabbard, said something to them, and walked towards the inner hall.

"Oh, brother, I can't see that you are hiding something, that sect?" Wang Xin blinked at Xiao Chen and said.

"There is no sect, just a single person." Xiao Chen stretched his waist and said with a smile.

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

"I'll go, how do I feel that you have broken your sleeve?"

"What? You say I have broken sleeves? I hate it when people say I have broken sleeves!"

"Oh grass, what did I say!"

"Damn, come to drink, you can't use spiritual energy to dissolve it, whoever loses will lose his sleeve!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of you!"

.........

Murong Changkong came to the inner hall, clutching the scabbard, not knowing what to think about.

But at this time, Murong Mingyue had already dressed up, so she was about to leave.

"Daddy, why are you here? What is this?" Murong Mingyue said in surprise when she saw Murong Changkong approaching, but she was a little puzzled when she saw the rapier with the scabbard he was talking about.

"I'm here to tell you to come over. This one was given by two people. The sword is a C-level weapon [Mist Enlightenment Sword] from Wang Xin of Xuanyun Sect. The scabbard is the one in the forest lake. Delivered." Murong Changkong walked to her side and put the rapier on the table.

"Wang Xin? The one from Lin Zhonghu?" Murong Mingyue didn't realize it all at once, but after thinking about it, he figured it out.

"Let's go there now." Murong Changkong stood up after sitting for five seconds, and smiled.

"Okay." Murong Mingyue glanced at the snow-white scabbard, lifted her skirt, and followed behind Murong Changkong.

After a while, they came to the main hall.

Murong Changkong walked in with Murong Mingyue, and said, "Today, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

"Thank you, the emperor, for giving me the wine!" Everyone knelt down. Of course, there were only a few of them. Xiao Chen and Wang Xin were the only ones who did not move. The remaining three or four were Ji Hao and Guan Xingde from the four major families , Wuliang, Li Da.

Just when Murong Changkong was about to say that all the ministers were dead, Wu Jiancheng, who was kneeling on the ground, saw Xiao Chen and Wang Xin who were still sitting on the chairs.

Wu Jiancheng rolled his eyes, showing a treacherous smile, pointed at Xiao Chen and Wang Xin and shouted: "Your Majesty, there are two people standing there, that's disrespectful to you!"

Wu Jiancheng's voice was extremely loud in the silent hall, and everyone's eyes were on Xiao Chen and Wang Xin.

But when he saw Wang Xin, he subconsciously ignored him and only looked at Xiao Chen. After all, Wang Xin was the chief disciple of Xuanyun Sect, but Xiao Chen and the others didn't know who it was.

Everyone was talking in low voices, and they didn't dare to make loud noises. One was afraid of Murong Changkong, and the other was that Xiao Chen was a disciple of Xuanyun Sect. If Xiao Chen was really a disciple of Xuanyun Sect, trying to kill them would be like trampling a As simple as an ant.

But Wu Jiancheng didn't know Wang Xin's identity, he just came in from the outside, so he counted both of them in, because he thought Wang Xin was also brought here by Jicheng.

"Senior!" Ji Cheng gritted his teeth and glanced at Wu Jiancheng, then turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, and wanted to speak for Xiao Chen, but Murong Changkong was on top, he was the emperor of the Dragon Empire, how dare he.

"Brother, what do you say?" Wang Xin squinted at Xiao Chen while drinking the wine in his glass.

"What should I do? Still need to ask?"

Xiao Chen sneered, and an irresistible coercion erupted all over his body, like a tide, scattered in this hall, of course some people would not be suppressed by coercion, such as Ji Cheng, Ji Wu, Wang Xin, Murong bright moon.

"cough!"

There are also many ministers with no cultivation base here, who are very uncomfortable being suppressed by coercion, but dare not speak out, they now know that Xiao Chen is a senior with a high cultivation base.

"You, cough cough, what do you want to do? This is the palace, is the emperor still there? You, you dare to make a move?!" But Wu Jiancheng didn't think so, half of the pressure was on him, and he was crushed. On the ground, he also tried to use Murong Changkong's name to make Xiao Chen take away the coercion.

Of course, this approach must be wrong.

The recovery of Xiao Chen's pressure seemed to become real, and the pressure from all directions pulled Wu Jiancheng into the sky.

"Wu Jiancheng, do you know? You are just a junior in my heart. I didn't want to get entangled with you, but you kept making things difficult. I really thought I wouldn't kill you?" Xiao Chen stood up, holding the teacup in his hand Kneaded into powder by him.

"Nud Bodhisattva is still angry, do you really think I have no temper?" Xiao Chen was burning with anger. This person really doesn't know what is good or what is bad, and he doesn't know the value of life!

The coercion gradually gathered, Wu Jiancheng couldn't breathe under the pressure, rolled his eyes, as if he was going to die in a second.

And Wu Liang couldn't stand it anymore, after all, this was his own son, so he took a step forward and said, "This young man, can you sell my Wu family some face and let my son go, and I will definitely give it as a generous gift in the future!"

"What are you? How dare you let me let you go?" Xiao Chen snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Just when Wu Liang was about to speak, Murong Mingyue walked down with her skirt and walked up to Xiao Chen, "What are you doing? Don't kill people in my palace! Kill them!"

Xiao Chen glanced at Murong Mingyue, seemed to think of something, snorted coldly, Wu Jiancheng was thrown out directly, "You are lucky this time, next time, mess with me again! I will kill you!"

After Wu Jiancheng flew out of the palace, he fell into the grass and fell unconscious.

At this time, Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at Murong Mingyue clearly. There were too many people just now, blocking Xiao Chen.

Murong Mingyue was wearing a purple dress with a layer of organdy gauze on the outside. The dress was rusted with ice blue patterns. The black and shiny black silk was simply pulled up a little, and the rest hung around her neck. A small ice sapphire, embellished just right.

Coupled with her peerless appearance, Xiao Chen couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds, but this character is not flattering at all.

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(End of this chapter)