Deep voice, in the space, all people's eyes, the same to see Chu Xingyun.
Lei Yuanguang flashed a fine light in his eyes. He stepped forward and fell in front of Chu Xingyun in an instant. He looked up and down, and nodded: "he is worthy of having the spirit of aurora sword. He is really fierce and incomparable."
"Little fellow, would you like to worship under my door and become my close disciple?"
As soon as the voice dropped, there was an uproar.
There are 18 sword masters in wanjian Pavilion,
each sword master has reached the state of yin and Yang. One thought can connect heaven and earth, and his strength is very strong.
Those who have five levels of sword spirit are qualified to be disciples of the sword master. However, they are only qualified. They must go through many tests before they can be formally introduced.
Chu Xingyun has just condensed his sword spirit, and has not yet stepped into the wanjian Pavilion. At this moment, Lei Yuanguang comes on his own initiative. As soon as he opens his mouth, he will accept him as his apprentice. There is no need for any test.
The crowd looked at Chu Xingyun's eyes, which could not be described with jealousy, as if they and Chu Xingyun were not people of the same world. The gap was too big.
Chu Xingyun's eyes were slightly heavy, and before he could open his mouth, the void in front of him again issued a roaring sound.
A cold light flashed by. The comer was a middle-aged man in blue, with cold features and cold breath. There was a tall ancient sword hanging on his back. The sword did not come out of its sheath, but anyone could feel the cold sword.
Seeing this man, Qin Qiumo's face trembled and said, "Su lengliu, how did you come?"
"Su lengliu, this man is the master of lengliu sword!"
When the crowd was shocked, another sword master came.
Su lengliu didn't pay attention to Qin Qiumo. His eyes were very cold. He crossed Lei Yuanguang and fell directly on Chu Xingyun. He said slowly, "your talent is good. I'd like to accept you as the disciple of closing the door."
Clunk!
The crowd's heart beat, their eyes looked at each other, and they all saw the bitter smile in each other's eyes. Lengliu sword master suddenly came here for Chu Xingyun's sake, and also wanted to take him as a disciple of the door.
Lei Yuanguang's look changed slightly. He turned his head, and before he could speak, he felt empty again.
In the eyes of the crowd, a bright white light swept, in the white light, emerged a touch of enchanting Qianying.
The comer is a middle-aged beautiful woman.
Her face is deep, her beautiful eyes are narrow and long, and her lips are a little angular, which dispels the natural charm. In her faint smile, she contains dignified gas, which is noble and euphemistic.
She was light and light, and slowly fell between Lei Yuanguang and Su lengliu. She said with a faint smile: "this son has the meaning of aurora sword, and I just happen to specialize in the sword of light. He worshipped under my door, which was the right choice."
"Tang yunhuan, you really specialize in the sword of light, but your accomplishments are far less than mine. Therefore, I can fully tap the talent of Luoyun only when I bear the meaning of thunder light sword." Lei Yuanguang drink loud, the whole body has thunder light spread, spleen hot.
"You are not as good as me. Get out of the way." Su lengliu's voice is very short, but it shows a strong meaning.
When the crowd saw this, they were still full of jealousy.
This woman named Tang yunhuan is the master of yunhuan sword in wanjian Pavilion.
The three sword masters came here almost at the same time and began to fight for each other. They all wanted to take Chu Xingyun as their disciples.
"The boy just gathered his sword spirit and attracted three sword masters. I'm afraid it won't be so easy for me to deal with him in the future." Chang Mingyang looks gloomy. The more proud Chu Xingyun is, the more uncomfortable he is.
This feeling was so strange that he couldn't even figure out his own mind. It seemed that Chu Xingyun was his enemy of life and death. He wanted to kill him to vent his hatred.
"Such a talented person, which round will you fight for?"
At this time, the void trembled more severely, five dazzling streamers, accompanied by this voice quickly swept.
When these five lights dissipate, five middle-aged men appear in the crowd's vision. Each of them is filled with the power of heaven and earth. The sword spirit rises from the sky, making the atmosphere of space become solidified.
"Five more!" These five people are the sword masters of wanjian Pavilion!
You know, there are only 18 sword masters in wanjian Pavilion.
Not all of the 18 sword masters are in wanjian Pavilion. On weekdays, almost all of them are practicing in seclusion. It is very difficult to see one of them.
But at this moment, eleven people are here.
What makes Chang famous is that eight of the eleven people came for Chu Xingyun and wanted to accept Chu Xingyun as their disciples.
In this way, Chang Mingyang needs to think twice about Chu Xingyun!
"You people can't get out of the house on weekdays. Now when you see a good seedling, you all rush out." Lei Yuanguang snorted coldly, and his face became more and more gloomy. He said coldly: "it seems that there is no other way but the first world war today."
As the words fell, the other seven sword masters looked slightly coagulated and looked at each other's eyes, all of them were full of vigorous fighting spirit."Yuan Guangjian master's words are to the point."
At this moment, the void continued to tremble, and a slightly soft voice came.
The crowd had already seen some strange things. They glanced at the sound source at random. The next moment, they saw a middle-aged man in purple and gold robe walking slowly.
His appearance is very ordinary, and he has no intention of Lingtian sword. His pace is very light and slow. However, every step can cross the void and his breath is ethereal. It seems that he has integrated into the heaven and earth.
The moment the man's voice came, the faces of the eleven sword masters changed. They lowered their heads one after another, and immediately bowed down to salute. They said in a loud voice, "I've seen the pavilion leader!"
Cabinet leader?
Hearing this high pitched voice, the crowd only felt a roar in their minds.
The one who comes is not the master of the sword, but the master of the pavilion of ten thousand swords!
With a faint smile on his face, he took a look at the eleven sword masters and said with a slight surprise: "I didn't expect that before the zongmen Dabi, you would gather here. Such scenes are rare."
Hearing this, the bodies of the eleven sword masters trembled. Chang Chixiao forced out a smile and angrily said, "master of the pavilion, you suddenly leave the pass. Are you improving your cultivation?"
Brahma shook his head and sighed, "Nirvana is broad and profound. It takes more than ten years of hard work to cross a single realm. How can it be so easy to break through it?"
"This time I went out of the customs mainly because of the light beam that opened the sky just now..."
With that, Brahma's eyes fell on Chu Xingyun.
He opened his hand slightly and said in a very gentle tone, "Luo Yun, your talent is very good. I wonder if you would like to worship under my door?"
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