Chapter 698

Name:Emperor of the North Author:Hei Pao
"Disciple Li Mu, I've seen the patriarch!"

Li Mu didn't mind being stared at by many eyes. He walked directly to the front of the hall, saluted Li Chengfeng, and then turned around and nodded at the old man with white hair and beard. The old man with white hair also kindly returned Li Mu with a smile.

"Li Mu, you're here at the right time. I'll call you ten today. There's a big thing to discuss with you, but you'd better sit down first!"

Li Chengfeng just smiled at Li Mu's salute, and then he pointed to the ten seats on his lower right, with a sly look on his face, which seemed to be a conspiracy.

Li Mu and others all changed their faces when they heard the words. There were ten chairs and just ten people. This was obviously deliberately arranged. Li Mu glanced at the other nine people and found that most of the other nine people looked at the first chair in the row.

"Don't be so outspoken, sit down!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Mu. Ten people didn't sit down immediately, and subconsciously urged another sentence. With Li Chengfeng's words, the eyes of the white haired old man sitting on the lower left were also attracted to the ten chairs.

"What are you looking at? If you don't sit, I will sit!"

Being urged by Li Chengfeng, one of the ten people, a handsome young man in a blue robe, laughed, and then walked towards the first seat. Seeing this posture, he actually wanted to sit in the first seat.

"Some people really don't know how thick their skin is and how long their faces are. They dare to sit in this first chair without looking at their accomplishments!"

Seeing the man who called himself King Wu walking towards the first seat, the other one of the only two women in the crowd suddenly opened his mouth and sneered, this is a beautiful girl in colorful clothes, with a colorful spirit beast bag hanging around her waist. Li Mu guessed that this person is Qi Caidie, as Xiao Kuan and others said. This woman has also been a perfect cultivation in the later stage of the divine power, and is not inferior to King Wu.

"That is, I don't look at my virtue. Yu Xian doesn't have the ability to sit in this first chair. You can rush up. I think Li Mu has good cultivation. He should sit in this first chair."

At this time, Yu Xian, who was defeated by Li Mu and cut off his arm, suddenly opened his mouth lukewarm. His broken left arm had been connected. The broken arm should be reconnected when his limbs were alive. This is not a difficult thing for a large sect like jinyuzong, not to mention Yu Xian, who is also a disciple of Yu Changqing.

For Yu Xian's sudden opening, everyone unanimously looked at Li Mu. Even the king of Wu, who was close to the seat, stopped. They heard more or less about Li Mu's defense of Heishi Pingdingshan. In addition, Yu Xian, who was defeated in the early days of tongxuan today, also knew Li Mu's real combat power.

"What are you looking at me for? Don't you just sit in a chair? I'll sit!"

Li Mu would not think that Yu Xian was kind enough to speak up and praise himself. The other party obviously wanted to find trouble for him, because according to the current situation, the first chair was a fire bench, and whoever sat would immediately become a place of arrows. However, Li Mu had another calculation in his heart, so he didn't shy away and walked directly towards the first chair.

"Hey, hey, brother Li, I think what Yu Xian said is also very reasonable. This first seat is more suitable for you to sit. I'm just kidding. There are five of our ten people who know the metaphysical realm. No matter what, it's impossible for me to be not!"

As soon as he saw Li Mu coming, the king of Wu immediately smiled at Li Mu with a playful smile. Then he was not afraid of losing face and retreated to the seventh chair to sit down. Li Mu secretly appreciated the adaptability of this guy, and was ready to take the first chair.

"If this first chair is based on its contribution to the sect, it is indeed reasonable for brother Li to sit, but if it is based on strength, I, Dongfang Sheng, still think brother Li is not qualified!"

Li Mucai was just about to take his seat. One of the heirs of the top ten patriarchs, a young man in a silver robe, suddenly said coldly that his cultivation also had the early stage of Xuantong. He was one of the five great Xuanda masters among the ten young disciples of jinyuzong present.

"Dongfang Sheng, according to your meaning, Li Mu is not qualified, so you are qualified?"

As soon as the words of the Dongfang Saint fell, a young man with long hair and shawls and a slovenly appearance also opened his mouth. This man looked a little similar to Li Chengfeng. Li Mu knew at a glance that this should be Li Niantian, Li Chengfeng's grandson.

Li Niantian's face was a little cold, but he was very handsome, but his unsophisticated shape made people feel a little less refined.

"I don't mean that. We all belong to one of the heirs of the top ten patriarchs. Among the younger generation of Jin Yuzong, our ten people should be the most powerful ten people. Apart from anything else, there are five people who have cultivated at the early stage of guangtongxuan. We haven't tried it. The first strength is whether it can be said by mouth."

Dongfang Sheng said solemnly. When he said this sentence, he didn't bring much emotion in it, and what he said was indeed reasonable.

Because of the opening of the Dongfang saint, Li Mu also temporarily stopped and continued to sit in the first chair. The other party was right. Among the heirs of the top ten patriarchs present, there were as many as five people in the realm of tongxuan, including Li Mu himself, Luo Jiajing, Li Niantian, Dongfang saint and Yu Xian. If Li Mu sat up like this, he seemed arrogant.

"According to brother Dongfang, how can you be qualified to sit in this first chair?"

Li Mu looked at the eastern saint and asked with a light smile. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that this person should practice a metallic skill, and it seems that the level is not low. Li Mu's spiritual sense is very strong, and he can clearly sense the surging metallic truth in the other Party's body. In Li Mu's view, the strength of the eastern saint is absolutely stronger than Yu Xian.

"Qualification? The law of the jungle is qualification. I don't know brother Li. Do you think this explanation is reasonable enough?"

In the eyes of the Oriental saint, the essence light flickered, and the momentum was pressing at Li Mudao.

"Hey, Dongfang Sheng, I have long heard that your cultivation is extraordinary. Among the five successors of the backward patriarch, you are the strongest. I, Li Niantian, have been closed for more than ten years and haven't fought with anyone for a long time. Today I just want to fight with you. Let's see how strong you are, the so-called foreign strongest!"

Li Niantian said, and a bright golden vitality came out of his body, forming a huge Golden Tripod behind him.

This huge golden tripod is more than ten meters in size, with three feet and two ears, and countless golden runes carved on the surface, giving people a very mysterious feeling. It is the so-called Tao generates one, two, two, three, all things, which is exactly matched with the mouth, two ears, and three feet of this golden tripod.

"Hum! I'm not called Dongfang Sheng if I'm afraid of you!"

With the manifestation of the golden cauldron behind Li Niantian, a dazzling white light also lit up in the eastern holy body. This white light formed 18 weapons behind him, such as spears, halberds, sticks, axes, whips, maces, hammers, sticks, pestles and rings.

These eighteen weapons are all transformed by the aura of sharp gold, and they all exude a sharp edge.

As Dongfang Sheng and Li Niantian showed their vitality, the true yuan breath on their bodies was also constantly enhanced. At the same time, two invisible forces were constantly intertwined and collided in the air in front of Li Niantian and Li Niantian, squeezing the air and sending out a strange hiss.

The competition between Dongfang Sheng and Li Niantian naturally attracted the attention of everyone present, especially Li Chengfeng and the white haired old man. Looking at the disciples fighting like this, they didn't mean to stop at all, but looked more and more energetic.

"Ah!!!"

As the competition lasted longer and longer, Li Niantian suddenly gave a shout, and a milky white armor appeared on his body. It looked like it was written by jade, and the armor was covered with golden runes. It looked very noble, a little like jade inlaid with gold.

With the appearance of the golden and jade armor on Li Niantian's body, two golden sharp awns shot out of his eyes. In a flash, the breath on his body more than doubled, forcing the Oriental Saint back several meters away from the sky.

Seeing Li Niantian's domineering appearance, Li Chengfeng on the throne on the top of the hall didn't say much, but his eyes still showed a look of approval.

"It's interesting. I've heard for a long time that the body refining skill of Jinyu sect, Jinyu body forging formula, ranks among the highest in the world, and the Jinding holy formula of Zhenyuan skill is even more unique. Today, it's true that it's well-known, but my Oriental saint is not easy to provoke, and I'm in the world!"

After being forced out by Li Niantian for a few meters, Dongfang Sheng looked at Li Niantian's eyes and showed a more crazy sense of war. He immediately followed with a shout. All the 18 weapons behind him gathered together and finally turned into a silver halberd more than ten meters long.

As soon as the silver halberd appeared, it immediately flew in front of the Oriental saint, and cut it out with a knife in the air against Li Niantian. With a flash of white light, an invisible light split out of the halberd in front of the Oriental saint, and collided with the invisible force exploding in Li Niantian's celestial body.

"Stop fighting! This is in the hall of deliberation!"

Seeing that Dongfang Sheng and Li Niantian had no chance of winning or losing in a short time, Luo Jiajing, who had been cold faced and didn't even say a word, suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to persuade Dongfang Sheng and Li Niantian to stop, but the two men were in the midst of a battle. How could Luo Jiajing be allowed to retreat with a word, and the two men fought even more fiercely.

"Alas!! everyone sit down and let them fight. Zou Leng and Meng Fei, what are you two doing standing there foolishly? No matter how, it's impossible for us to take the first place. Come and sit down quickly and let them fight!"

The competition between Dongfang Sheng and Li Niantian was not over, but at this time, the king of Wu, who had already sat on the chair, suddenly waved to the other two jinyuzong disciples of the divine realm, and loudly opened his mouth to persuade him