Chapter 922

"When the master of Luoyun Pavilion came to Xingchen guzong, he was still alone. No one could rely on him. But in the end, he stirred up the storm and succeeded in winning the position of the leader of LiuZong Dabi. How strong will power is needed to achieve such a situation?" Some people spit out a strong sound, full of emotion in their hearts.

"From Xifeng City to Liuyun emperor's Dynasty, from wanjian pavilion to Xingchen guzong, they have been wandering around four places just to find their parents' whereabouts. If they were ordinary people, they would be willing to live on?"

"The Lord of Luoyun Pavilion is worthy of the blood of his family. It is a great blessing for us to have such a benevolent and righteous master in the eighteen ancient cities."

"Step by step, step by step become stronger, step by step to complete the mind, such courage, just like the ancestors established the ancient star sect, we choose to support the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion, it is indeed true."

Excited words poured out from the crowd's mouth. They had already supported Chu Xingyun. After hearing this, their support in their hearts was more firm. At the same time, they were deeply proud of the family blood flowing through their bodies.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, the old man in Tsing Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. After pecking at the wine, he said again: "in fact, whether it is to stir up the storm, or to win the head of the six big matches, or to plan a bloody battle, everything is just to save Liu mengyan from luoxingyuan and let the family reunite."

"At the beginning, after Gu Fanxing led the army to leave the holy Star City, the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion led countless warriors to the holy Star City. Their soldiers were divided into four routes, and they ran to the four directions of the suzong formation. Each person's hand seemed to have rehearsed countless times. His momentum was mighty and his momentum was firm. Especially the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion, he took out almost all his life We should break through the big array of protecting Zong and earn the shackles of falling off the star abyss. "

"On that day, I was lucky to see this scene. The picture of the family reunion was too beautiful to be described in words. Maybe it was this kind of family relationship that silently supported the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion. At the same time, it was this kind of affection that made the master of Luoyun Pavilion forgive us and gave us real estate and power, which made the eighteen ancient cities survive 。”

The voice of the old man in Qingyi rang out and reached everyone's eardrum. Suddenly, they all stopped talking. Their eyes were moved and they couldn't help laughing.

The ancient star clan inherits the family system. All the martial artists in the eighteen ancient cities are full of family blood. Their ancestors are one family, regardless of their relatives and relatives.

However, under the control of the clan and the five big families, their status was divided into three or six grades. Whether it was law and discipline, or power, they were all taken into the hands of these people, and there was no kinship to speak of.

Chu Xingyun's reform made everyone share real estate, shops, and even power. However, in a subtle way, he also deepened the existence of the family blood, bringing the disintegrating 18 ancient cities back together.

"Love and righteousness, do not fear hardship, revitalize the family and unify the ancient city. What the Lord Luoyun said just abolished the decadent family system. At the moment, the family and blood are still there. We are still one family!"

"I would like to follow the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion for generations to come. Even if I go through fire and water, I will never frown!"

"We are members of the family and the people of the wanjian Pavilion."

The voices of the crowd became louder and louder. Not only the people in the tavern, but also the people outside the avenue raised their hands and whispered to themselves.

This situation does not only happen in Heiyu City, but also in other cities and other ancient cities. After the people knew the life story of Chu Xingyun, their support and support in their hearts became stronger, and they could not be separated out.

"By the way..."

At this time, the old man in green suddenly interrupted the voices of all the people. Under the gaze of all doubts, he took out a scroll of paintings mysteriously from the storage ring.

"After being baptized by the green lotus, the master of Luoyun Pavilion remoulded the spirit sea and replaced the root and bone. But before that, his appearance was quite resolute. The person I drew in this scroll is exactly the original appearance of the Lord of Luoyun Pavilion." The old man in Tsing Yi was very proud to raise his head and spread his hand to open the scroll.

Brush and pull!

When the scroll was opened, the crowd immediately saw Chu Xingyun's original appearance. Many people saw it vividly, as if they wanted to imprint this resolute face in the depths of their minds. They didn't want to forget it. The whole tavern was suddenly quiet and no one was talking.

"It's strange how this face looks so familiar?" The tavern shopkeeper frowned. His voice was not loud and clear, but in the tavern at this moment, it was extremely harsh. In a moment, he attracted everyone's eyes and fixed his eyes on him.

The tavern shopkeeper was a little frightened. He looked at the scroll carefully. Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind and said: "I remember that in these days, a young man in black has the same face and fine lines. He has a good figure and carries a black heavy sword. He is not an ordinary person. More importantly, he has just been Stand by my side

With that, the tavern owner immediately looked at his side, but found that Chu Xingyun had disappeared, no breath, no figure, as if he had never appeared.The tavern owner was stunned for a moment. He was so anxious that his face turned red. When he looked back, he heard the laughter from the crowd, which reverberated and spread all over the city.

When the whole tavern becomes lively again, Chu Xingyun has quietly left Heiyu city. With a faint smile on his face, his spiritual power drives him to the extreme and runs to Shengxing city quickly.

At this time, in fengliuju, Chu Xingchen and Ning Lefan gathered here. Their faces were shining, their eyes were sharp, and they unconsciously sent out a magnificent momentum.

Whew!

The sound of breaking into the sky is blooming, accompanied by the magnificent spiritual power. When the people come back to their senses, Chu Xingyun has already appeared in Fengliu residence, and his body slowly falls down. When he touches the ground, the whole space feels solemn.

"Master." Lu Ling and Ning Lefan bowed down and seriously said, "according to the master's command, the 180000 zhenxingwei have gathered and are waiting in the city at the moment."

"180000 young students are also ready to start at any time." Chu Xingchen's face is smiling, but his eyes are full of sharpness. As soon as this saying goes down, everyone straightens his back and looks at Chu Xingyun with burning eyes.

"Thank you very much." Chu Xingyun responded with a smile. He turned around and walked out of fengliuju step by step. He looked far ahead and looked straight ahead.

There, there stood a black and oppressive warrior, one divided into two, each set out its own policy, one wearing a heavy armor blade, riding an iron and blood horse, the other was vigorous and shining everywhere.

The number of either side was particularly large, reaching 180000 people. They felt Chu Xingyun's eyes, took a deep breath of breath, took a half step lightly, and smashed the right knee, which made the ground shake violently.

"I've seen you before!" Each of them spoke as if they were shouting. Their hearts were burning with fire and their eyes were full of essence. The atmosphere alone was enough to disperse the clouds and pierce the sky.

Seeing such a battle, Chu Xingchen and Ning Lefan were also in a state of heat. They looked at Chu Xingyun. They saw Chu Xingyun put away his dimples and his eyes sank. There was a trace of incomparable monarchy in his body.

"The time has come. We will go to the eighteen dynasties. If people stop us, they will kill people. If God obstructs them, they will kill them!"

Chu Xingyun's voice was mixed with spiritual power, and he went directly into the heart of the crowd. His body slowly soared into the air, his sword pointed to the direction of the eighteen dynasties, and he said in a voice: "go!"

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