Chapter 957 emperor Fang Wujing

"Kiki, this is it?"

Just as song Ziqi and Chu Yun were chatting, a man came from a distance.

His eyes and eyebrows are similar to those of song Ziqi. He looks handsome and has extraordinary bearing.

"Let me introduce you. This is my eldest brother, song Xinghui."

Song Ziqi turned around and pointed to the man.

"Good brother song."

Chu Yun nodded, not humble but not arrogant.

Song Xinghui has no domineering disciples of his family. Instead, he is extremely approachable: "there are not many people who can make three younger sisters introduce so solemnly. Let me guess."

As he said, he glanced at Chu Yun and said thoughtfully: "I heard that a super genius had appeared in the tour hall a few years ago. He had the spirit of nine heaven level products. He once defeated Hua Feilong in the fragrance building. You should be the one who integrates swordsman and swordsman? "

"Brother song guessed well. I am Chu Yun."

Chu Yun nodded.

It's no surprise that I'm famous now.

After all, that day in Pinxiang building, so many Tianjiao on the side, witnessed that scene together.

Hua Feilong is defeated by himself, and Hua Rong is killed.

I don't know how many people are shocked.

"Even if you come to Longmen conference, it seems that the competition is fierce again."

Song Xinghui couldn't help laughing and said, "with your ability, you will surely get a good ranking, at least the top five!"

Top five?

But my goal is only one, that is first.

Chu Yun thought about it in his heart. Of course, he didn't say it on the surface. He still said with a smile, "thank you, brother song!"

"Looking forward to your performance."

Song Xinghui smiled a little, left this sentence, turned to song Ziqi and said: "Qiqi, we should go."

When song Ziqi was about to leave, she couldn't help but look at Chu Yun and stop talking.

Of course, she is not sentimental. She just wants to remind Chu Yun to fight for the first place.

"Well, Brother Yun, even the eldest young master of the Song Dynasty looks at you differently!"

Behind him, someone reached for a pat, turned around and looked. It was Huo Jia and Huo Xun.

"You're here, too?"

Chu Yun was a little surprised. He thought Huo Jia would continue to endure until the time was right.

"Well, over the years, I not only recovered, but also rose to the top of the realm of creation."

Huo Jia's eyes were cold, and he said: "it's time to avenge those enemies with Hua Feilong!"

Chu Yun hesitated for a moment, trying to persuade Huo Jia not to be impulsive, but at last he did not speak.

It's not easy to say whether Huo Jia can surpass Hua Feilong with his strength now.

This revenge is not so easy to revenge.

But since Huo Jia is so confident, don't say anything against his confidence.

"Song Xinghui is not bad, he is very upright, and he is a gentleman worth making friends with."

Huo Jia looks at Song Xinghui's distant back and suddenly thinks of something: "Brother Yun, you and Miss Song San seem to be very close?"

When the voice fell, Huo Jia suddenly felt her back was cold, and two murderous eyes came.

Huo Jia doesn't have to turn her head. She knows that it's Tang Zixian's eyes.

At the moment, he hurriedly remedied: "I don't mean that, two sisters in law don't want to be crooked."

"Bah, nonsense."

Tang Zixian snorted coldly, but there was no anger at all.

Yi Li's pretty face turned red. The words of blame were speechless.

"Too much pride."

Huo Xun looked around and sighed, "I used to be known as the king of yaochi, eating, drinking and playing around, and I lost a lot of cultivation. But I always thought that I was still in the second tier, but now it seems that I can't even reach the second tier. The strong are like clouds! "

"It's not too late to try."

Chu Yun reached out his hand and patted Huo Xun on the shoulder, saying: "as long as you are still fighting and willing to work hard, it will never be late; the best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, followed by now. I have faith in my heart. I can ignore the time gap and start at any time. "

Huo Xun smell speech, originally did not put in the heart, but when he thought carefully, the expression brush of a change.

"Brother Yun..."

Jason has a deep feeling.

Well said.

The best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, followed by now.

Although I miss the best time, it's not too late to work hard!

……

Noon.

In the Imperial City, all of a sudden, it's quiet. The needle can be heard.

The eyes of all the cultivators turned to the distance, only to see the Yellow shadow of the real dragon slowly coming from the horizon.

Under the shadow of the dragon, there was a man in a Dragon Robe with a dignified expression.

The bright yellow dragon robe is embroidered with the pattern of the sea and the dragon. Under the surging golden waves at the corner of the robe, the sleeves are lifted by the wind.

He came gradually, as if with the overwhelming momentum, severely oppressed the nerves of all people.

The eyes and eyebrows are like electricity, the pupils are deep, with God like dignity and inherent nobility, the whole person sends out a kind of King's gas that impresses the world.

"Your Majesty."

Some people are the first to react.

Almost without any hesitation, they fell to their knees.

"See your majesty!"

More and more cultivators kneel down and look very devout, as if they are worshiping God.

There are more and more practitioners kneeling down, like the waves, rushing to the four sides.

All the patrolmen in the palace knelt down.

Huo Xun and Huo Jia kneel on one knee.

Monk luanlai, Tang Haoran and Mutu all have strange expressions. They don't want to kneel, but if they do, they may be seen at a glance.

"It's just one knee. It's OK."

Chu Yun smiled quietly, but he could see it.

Kneel down on one knee and worship the supreme of fairyland, without shame.

Come here, you are the emperor of the holy kingdom of yaochi, Fang Wujing.

It is also one of the two flying fairylands of the holy kingdom of yaochi.

"All of you, please be well."

Fang Wujing waved his robe and put his hands out.

Tens of thousands of cultivators kneeling in the whole field all felt that there was an inexplicable force holding their body and helping themselves up.

"Hiss."

In the crowd, a lot of cultivators suddenly took a breath.

It's said that your majesty has the supreme strength of fairyland. Now it seems that it's true.

But there are tens of thousands of people on the scene. With a wave, tens of thousands of people can get up. How strong is it?

It can't be described by common sense.

"The once-in-a-hundred-year Longmen conference is a grand gathering of the holy kingdom of yaochi. I hope more and more Tianjiao can participate in it and jointly support the holy kingdom of yaochi in the future. The so-called backbone of a great country, you Tianjiao, are the backbone of our holy country of yaochi! "

Fang Wujing's voice is vast, with a strong sense of righteousness. The dragon's shadow on his head flashes, shaking all directions.

"The emperor, he is really good at speaking."

Chuyun smiled, worthy of flying fairyland supremacy. The demeanor emanated from his actions was something ordinary people would never learn in their life.

If I can also reach this level, is it necessary to continue to hide things that are too dry on the mainland?

At that time, who dare to find their own trouble?

Sure enough, after hearing Fang Wujing's words, all the cultivators were excited and trembling.

They can't wait to show themselves.

What is the honor of being able to show yourself in front of your majesty?

"At this Longmen meeting, I and the National Division will watch the whole battle. As long as we perform well, we will get the chance to be loyal to the royal family and never miss any Tianjiao."

"Now I declare that the Longmen meeting will begin!"

After Fang Wujing finished, he swung his robe with both hands, and a dragon chair appeared behind him.

He sat on it with extraordinary bearing and his eyes were all over the place.

Although there was no rehearsal or any honor, his bearing surprised everyone.

This is bearing!

There are many eunuchs on both sides, shuttling between the challenge arena of the imperial city. They are very regular, even with the same steps.

After these eunuchs stood, the first Duke opened his mouth and said, "please let Tianjiao in!"

Voice down, 100 challenge arena at the same time golden light.

When many Tianjiao saw this, their eyes were hot, and they wished to express themselves immediately.

The first man stepped forward.

Second, third

In the blink of an eye, all the cultivators are heading for the infield.

When passing through the golden light barrier, the cultivator who first rushed out suddenly shuddered and fell out like a heavy blow.

"Poof!"

When the body is still in the air, he opens his mouth and spits out blood.

After flying a long way, he fell to the ground, life and death do not know.

Subsequently, the sound of "bang bang" was heard in all directions, and there was an endless stream.

After these cultivators hit the golden barrier, they were all knocked out, one by one, very miserable.

"This barrier is weird."

There are cultivators with sharp eyes, who find this scene.

"It's true. If you can't even step into the inner court, how can you join the Longmen conference?"

The father-in-law said sharply.

"It turned out to be a test for us."

Someone suddenly realized, and then sneered, "I don't believe it, but I can't break this little barrier!"

As he said this, he put his strength into it and ran into it.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, his head exploded like a watermelon, very bloody.

"Gee, it's dirty."

The father-in-law quickly shook off his hands and blocked the flying blood away.

Then he took out his handkerchief and wiped his white face. He kept turning his mouth and said: "those who don't know what they are are are better to go back as soon as possible. Don't get in the way here."

In this way, everyone knows that the barrier is not so easy to pass through.

"I don't agree."

There is a powerful Tianjiao, with his hands out, and he rushes into the golden light barrier.

He looked very happy, then his body pushed hard to the inside.

The golden light shone and pooped him to pieces.

The arm, half of the head, all fell to the ground.

"That's tough."

Seeing this behind the scenes, Chu Yun couldn't help but smack his tongue.

The emperor obviously knew this for a long time, no surprise. Instead, he looked left and right with interest, as if to see who would be the first to cross the barrier.

"The once-in-a-century dragon's gate conference was originally a feast, but it was full of waste."

Listen to only one voice, sneer continuously.