Chapter 470

The cold voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Compared with the vicissitudes and domineering tone of the Thirteenth Master, it is a little less heavy, but the shock caused in the depths of everyone's heart is more than that.

This voice is all too familiar to everyone.

Since the opening of the Dragon Gate Competition, I have heard many times that there will be no second person other than the current Daqin Princess Fenghua.

People can't be resurrected from the dead. If the father and the king start killing a dead person who is self-inflicted, and ignore the people of Daqin Liming, there is no need for the throne to continue to sit down.

The weight of this statement is surprising.

No one expected that Princess Fenghua would stand on the opposite side of King Qin.

"What did you say?"

King Qin looked indifferent, turned around suddenly, stared at Princess Fenghua and shouted in a deep voice. Princess Fenghua was not afraid and said solemnly: "Am I wrong? Father Wanggui is the lord of the Qin state, and when an order is given, the entire Shence camp will not dare to obey. But you ask yourself, these people are really willing to serve Qin. Will Yu take revenge? If they die in battle, is it worth it? The visitors from Longmen Square will be like this again.

What do you think? "

The voice fell, and the scene was deadly quiet. There were many soldiers in the Shence camp, and strange colors flashed in their eyes.

There is no doubt that as long as the prince gives an order, the Shence Camp will definitely take action against the sword pavilion. Even if he knew that he was going to die, he would follow suit without hesitation.

Just because they are loyal to the royal family, loyal to Daqin, they are the swords in the hands of the king.

But if you say, deep down in their hearts, are they really willing?

The answer is obvious. As long as the scene is not stupid, everyone knows that Qin Yu's death is self-inflicted.

The Longmen Great Competition is clearly over, and it is still stalking, losing and losing.

As for his death, it was completely self-inflicted and self-destructed, even a three-year-old could see it.

Giving your life to avenge this man is obviously not worth it.

As for the tens of thousands of spectators in the Longmen Square, their hearts are naturally like mirrors, and King Qin definitely can't stop the crowd.

It has been difficult for Lin Yun to go all the way to the present. In the end, he created a miracle and won the top spot. He has already won the favor of everyone.

Today, King Qin, even if he forcibly punished Lin Yun, he would be disgraced and disgusting.

Feeling the eyes projected from the four directions, King Qin's face suddenly turned gloomy, what a phoenix, this is trying to use people's hearts to oppress me!

"Fun, what a big show."

Just at this moment, there was a heavy voice in the distance, rolling like thunder.

Immediately, there were two figures, breaking through the air, and the wind was howling.

After a while, the two figures fell into the ruins of the Longmen Battle Platform. On the left is a middle-aged man, wearing a purple robe and a blue belt around his body. His body is filled with the majesty of a superior, and his breath is unfathomable and immeasurable.

Next to him, there is a young man, but two decades old, but his cultivation base has already reached the realm of Zifu.

"Brother!"

Ji Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this person, and his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

Brother?

The expressions of everyone in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion changed slightly. So, this middle-aged man was Qin Yu's master in Xuanyang Hall, Hua Yunxu.

Hua Yunxu, in this Xuanyang Hall, is an uncompromising big man.

A deacon like Ji Yun was completely incomparable.

It was beyond everyone's expectations that such a person actually visited the Great Qin Empire.

"I have seen Elder Hua."

King Qin's expression changed slightly, but he ignored Princess Fenghua and bowed his hands.

Hua Yunfei nodded, then swept his eyes, looked directly at Master Thirteen, and shouted in a deep voice: "Jian Thirteen, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, you are the breeze, let me be the deacon of Xuanyang Palace. Kneel when you say kneeling, and palm when you say palm."

The voice fell, without any warning, a giant palm condensed by thunder and fire, shot the Thirteenth Master and the people in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

The terrifying thunder light, accompanied by blazing flames, rolled down, as if to engulf everything and burn everything.

snort!

The Thirteenth Master snorted coldly, the sword intent soared all over his body, and when he raised his hand, another sword was stabbed out. The gorgeous sword light shone into the sky in an instant, the sword light and the giant palm collided in mid-air, and the aftermath was agitated with a loud noise.

Hua Yun stood arrogantly and glanced coldly, giving people a strong pressure.

The people in the Longmen Square have long been turbulent in their hearts, and the shock they have received is beyond words.

In addition to King Qin, when the Dragon Gate Competition was about to end, there were actually two more celestial beings.

First there is Jian Shisan, and then there is Hua Yunxu.

On weekdays, the powerhouses in the Heaven Soul Realm are like legends to them, out of reach.

Today, I saw three Heavenly Soul powerhouses appearing at the same time. Such a scene, I am afraid that Daqin will rarely see it in ten years.

"Hua Yunxu, do you want to intervene in the affairs of this younger generation?"

With a sword piercing the opponent's ultimate move, Master Thirteen stood with the sword and asked coldly.

"In terms of intervening, I am more qualified than you. This Qin Yu is among the top five disciples accepted by this old man. He planned to come over to congratulate him on winning the top spot in the Dragon Gate Competition. But he didn't expect to see such a A good show, the death of my beloved disciple is actually implicated in such a light..."

Hua Yunxu's mouth curled into a sneer, and he pondered: "First, you old ghost jumped out, and there is a big drama of father and daughter. No wonder the holy messenger still hasn't shown up. Hehe, it's me, too. I am reluctant to let this big drama end so easily."

He waved his hand and pulled Ji Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, directly.

"Tell me carefully, how did my beloved disciple die?"

Hua Yunxu stared at each other and said coldly, making Ji Yun pale with fright.

The expressions of everyone in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion were equally solemn.

This Hua Yunxu, at first glance, is not a generation of undeserved fame, and Thirteenth Master may not be able to stop the other party.

What's more, the King of Qin was staring at him.

If he insisted on arresting Lin Yun, under the desperate efforts of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, it would be difficult to keep him.

"what?"

I don't know what Ji Yun talked about, Hua Yunxu's eyes flashed a strange color, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Yun.

Made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Double spirits? It's not too common. It's no wonder that Qin Yu can be defeated. I'll take a look."

Without warning, after Hua Yunxu smiled, the ghost disappeared.

Thirteenth Master frowned slightly, his figure flickered, and he stabbed many swords out of thin air, each of which was dazzling and gorgeous, making people look at him.

But that Hua Yunxu was like smoke, flickering constantly, and appeared in front of Lin Yun in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, come here!"

Hua Yun smiled grimly, raised his hand, and was about to pull Lin Yun over.

At the moment, Lin Yun instantly felt an irresistible force, enveloped himself, and rushed forward.

But just when Lin Yun was about to be caught by him, a figure came first and appeared in front of Hua Yunxu. A sneer flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and patted it out.

Bang!

The fleshy palm of the other party contained terrifying and astonishing true essence, and under the fight, a loud noise that shook the world broke out.

"Jianxuanhe!"

Looking at the fat old man in front of him, Hua Yunxu frowned slightly, but he didn't have time to think about it.

There was a bright light next to him, but it was the sword of the Thirteenth Master, stabbed like lightning.

As a last resort, he was forced to withdraw and hang in mid-air alone.

"Hua Yunxu, you can't take this person away."

The fat old man looked at each other coldly, and stood with his hands behind his back. It was Xuanhe, the master sword of the High Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

Heavenly Soul!

He is also a powerhouse in the Heavenly Soul Realm. For most of the warriors on the scene who have not even gathered in the Purple Mansion, I have to say that what I experienced today is too shocking.

"If you don't move, don't move. I want to see how far the two of you, the boys you are trying to protect, can go in the feast of dragons. But... my beloved disciple died because of him, and a little lesson is unavoidable. ."

Hua Yun hangs in the air, proud of the world.

It's just that when he was about to move, he felt a cold killing intent falling on him.

Not Jian Shisan, nor Jian Xuanhe.

is her!

Hua Yunxu looked sideways, and saw that beside the Ziqing Throne, in Princess Fenghua's peerless eyes, there seemed to be ancient stars blooming, boundless, life and death.

In this Daqin Empire, the water is really deep...

For a sect that is not of high grade, the birth of two Heavenly Soul powerhouses is already very strange, making people unthinkable.

There was actually a mysterious woman who even he could not see through. The mark in her eyes seemed to be related to an ancient holy place.

Hua Yunxu took everyone by surprise, stepped back, and pondered: "Let's go."

Without waiting for the young people of Ji Yuan and Seventeen Eighty Nine to react, they carried the two of them and left the place.

"Is this guy just gone?"

Thirteen Masters and Jian Xuanhe both had surprises in their eyes, and they both knew him very well.

Jairus must be reported, and it is extremely protective.

Not to mention abolishing Lin Yun, at least let him lie down for half a year before giving up.

Actually, it just went away without a sound, it's really weird,

"Don't pay attention to him, this farce should end."

Jian Xuanhe's eyes flashed with anger, he looked around, and then said coldly: "The play has ended, and Your Excellency has not yet appeared. If you want to make this farce, you will not stop when you get it."

"This seat has always been there, so what about showing up?"

Jian Xuanhe's voice fell, and all over the Longmen Square resounded like thunder, echoing incessantly.

Holy messenger!

Having said that, the holy messenger still did not show up. Only the sound can be heard, echoing in all directions of Longmen Square, and its true body cannot be identified.

"Burning playboy Lin Yun, as the leader of this year's Dragon Gate Competition, you have the right to make a request to this seat. Within a reasonable range, this seat can satisfy you. Remember, you only have one chance. Think about it carefully. Don't be in a hurry."

The loud voice sounded again.

In an instant, one after another gaze fell on Lin Yun, with envy and admiration in his eyes.

The holy messenger made a sound, and the elder of Xuanyang Hall left, and the King Qin was obviously pressed down with a monstrous killing intent.

Everyone knows that the Dragon Gate Competition will come to an end.

Right now, the biggest suspense is what request Lin Yun will make.

"Boy, don't be in a daze, hurry up and ask."

Master Thirteen stroked his beard and laughed.

Lin Yun's eyes swept away, and in the crowd, he found Senior Sister Xinyan and smiled at her.

"Lord Holy Envoy, Lin Yun has only one request. He hopes to restore Senior Sister's surname and let the Ye clan be free."

His request was very simple, so simple that the visitors from all over the world did not expect it at all. But the young man's heart has never changed.