Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

Today is different from the past, Han Xiaoying has truly broken through to become a saint. At this moment, his body is fragrant, his spirit is strong, and his Wuying swordsmanship has been comprehended to a very advanced level, and he is not afraid of ordinary people at all.

"Stupid, they are saving you."

Someone wiped off a cold sweat.

Dare to draw a sword and hack at the bluestone stele made by the Pavilion Master of Tianji, I'm really afraid that the senior Pavilion Master's finger will pop out and the whole world will be destroyed, then Han Xiaoying's death is not a pity, they are innocent.

"This is a blue stone tablet made by the senior Pavilion Master. If you have any objections, you can enter the Tianji Pavilion and question it face-to-face."

Zhu Yuanjin said coldly.

"The Lord of Heaven's Mystery Pavilion..."

Han Xiaoying frowned. He had just left the customs and was full of confidence. Unexpectedly, he saw that he was ranked 97th, and he felt very uncomfortable.

With a dull face, he is eager to prove himself!

"I, the shadowless sword master, challenge you!"

The long sword was pointed across the sky, pointing at Zhu Yuanjin, and there was a fierce sword qi blowing out, wanting to come out through the body.

"I'm older than you, I became enlightened earlier than you, you can't beat me."

Zhu Yuanjin shook his head, not wanting to accept the challenge.

"I heard that you sold the City Lord's Mansion in order to buy opportunities from the owner of the Tianji Pavilion. Now there is a shortage of treasures."

"If you can defeat me, I will give you ten holy treasures."

Han Xiaoying raised his face and said.

"Was lost?"

Zhu Yuanjin became interested.

The ten treasures of saints are not small objects.

"If you lose, you can question Tianji Pavilion in front of everyone, why is this blue stone tablet inaccurate?"

Han Xiaoying said.

He has absolute confidence that with his powerful shadowless swordsmanship, he will be able to suppress Zhu Yuanjin with all his strength. Moreover, he still has his father's most powerful blow in his body, which can almost kill the Holy King!

The master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, who has gained a false name, how can he deduce that there is a powerful blow from a stronger cultivator on him?In such a situation, how should it be calculated?This ranking will only become a stain on Tianji Pavilion.

Although Han Xiaoying bought the opportunity from the Tianji Pavilion, he didn't take it seriously in his heart, thinking that Ye Changqing was just a deep cultivation base. He once buried some saints and kings' inheritances in the underground of various mountains and rivers. Now he pretends to be able to see the secrets and sell the opportunities.

I have to say that his ideas are very bold.

"It's such a vicious bet. If Zhu Yuanjin really loses, if he dares to question Tianji Pavilion, his life may be in danger!"

"Ten saint items, in exchange for one person's life, this gamble is too cruel."

There was a lot of discussion.

"Okay, I accept."

Zhu Yuanjin nodded and said.

If it was someone else's list, he still doesn't have the confidence, but if it is produced by Tianji Pavilion, it must be genuine!He has already experienced this point, not to mention that it is Han Xiaoying who is fighting now, even if Han Xiaoying's father is here, as long as the senior pavilion master says he can fight, he must be able to fight.

He has unconditional trust in Tianji Pavilion.

"How daring! I've come to appreciate your courage."

Han Xiaoying grinned grimly.

The two left Huangsha City and came ten miles outside the city, because fighting has long been banned in Huangsha City. This is the consensus of all practitioners who entered Huangsha City, and even the city lord Zhu Yuanjin cannot violate it.

"These ten saint items will buy your dog's life!"

Han Xiaoying took out ten saint items from the storage ring, threw them on the ground, and then directly started!

"Chong!"

The long sword flew across the sky, and thousands of sword qi were sprayed out in an instant, and the shadow of the sword was heavy, and it shrouded towards Zhu Yuanjin.

This is a tentative move, the scope is large, and it is difficult to hide.

Zhu Yuanjin opened his eyes suddenly, there was a golden light rippling in his eyes, possessing some kind of strange charm, as if he could see through everything!

"Delusional!"

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Chapter 49 Pushing Involution, I'm Good at It!

Coincidentally, his Yuanjin body has its own delusion-breaking effect, and the ancient battle body tempered by the Qi of Gengjin has earned its reputation in vain.

In Zhu Yuanjin's eyes, there was only one sword left among the layers of sword shadows covering the sky and covering the earth.

He is empty-handed and has no weapons, but his own combat body is the strongest weapon!

A big hand like a cattail fan suddenly stretched out, take it!

The sword shadows all over the sky disappeared, and a bright sword light was held in the palm of his hand. With a little force, it was crushed into dots of light.

"Show something real."

Zhu Yuanjin withdrew his hands and stood with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a contemporary master.

Han Xiaoying frowned, she didn't expect her Shadowless Sword to be broken so easily.

The long sword rises again!

The sword light was shining brightly, billowing like the sea, filling the entire world, with a huge momentum, as if it wanted to push the heavens and ten earths horizontally, and level everything!

This sword is done with all my strength!

Zhu Yuanjin gave a soft drink, and pure golden light bloomed all over his body, wisps of Seventh Gold Qi came out of his body, and there was a "jingling" sound on the surface of his body, like a burst of intensive iron strikes.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword lights were blocked.

"Show something real."

he said again.

Taking a step forward, the coercion was like a rainbow, exerting great pressure on Han Xiaoying's body, which was an act of extreme contempt for the opponent, and he would only do this when facing an opponent whose cultivation level was far lower than his own.