Chapter 449 Tianyuan Terrace

Ji Zhengqian's eyes showed unruly, and he looked at Jiu Yanhou in response to this pressure.

Pressure spread in the tent, Zhang Jiuling had a strange look on his face, and Zuo Daoqi was silent.

He did not think that Jiu Yanhou would take action against Ji Zhengqian.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiu Yanhou burst out laughing. He didn't look at Ji Zhengqian too angry, but instead spoke to Zuo Daoqi and Zhang Jiuling.

"Sure enough, he is a participant in the war in my court. With this kind of magnanimity, he surpasses those who are small in the world."

The two of them were just silent.

But the next moment, the two of them looked shocked.

Jiu Yanhou smiled, but there was a cold look in his eyes, and a light flashed in his hand.

"But...this is not the reason for you to provoke me."

No one saw how he took action, only Ji Zhengqian's body suddenly escaped into the void, with a look of pain on his face like a cooked prawn.

The only thing that can make the Climbing Realm feel such pain is the divine soul attack.

This Marquis is really... a man who must retaliate for his anger.

After Jiu Yanhou taught Ji Zhengqian a lesson, he walked out, leaving his extremely indifferent voice in the air, "You are getting old after all. Years ago, I would have let you know the consequences of provoking Shangguan."

Zuo Daoqi stood there and looked at Zhang Jiuling, showing no sympathy for Ji Zhengqian's fate.

Everyone must be responsible for their own actions, and Jiu Yanhou obviously didn't like to indulge Ji Zhenggan's arrogance.

Ji Zheng fell to the ground with an ashen look on his face, and the arrogance on his face turned into viciousness at this moment. In fact, it was hard for Zuo Daoqi to imagine why he wanted to offend Jiu Yanhou?

Arrogance, unruliness and pride are attribute labels that probably only appear on geniuses. The world may be quite tolerant of such people, but not everyone is like this.

People in the imperial court are not the only ones in the world who have the idea of ​​making a name for themselves while traveling. On the way, the alliance headed by the above sect in the east is also doing the same thing.

"Bold monster! I want you to show your true colors."

Yan Chixia stood in the air, the long sword in his hand was like water ripples, ripples appeared in the air, and then he saw the world turning upside down, and countless phantoms of flying swords emerged from inexplicable places, falling layer by layer below.

He stopped his hand gracefully, then landed on the ground, facing Xu Ning, and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Senior sister, what do you think of my swordsmanship now?"

Xu Ning glanced at Yan Chixia calmly, noncommittal.

"Xiao Er has become so strong now." Ji Xiaofeng sighed with emotion.

Ji Xiaozhu glared at Ji Xiaofeng, stared at Yan Chixia and said, "Stay away from Yan Xiaoer from now on. This guy is not a good guy. He has learned how to flatter others after going out for training."

Ji Xiaofeng naturally listened to his sister's words and nodded immediately after hearing the words.

Ji Xiaozhu glanced at him with satisfaction, a wine jar appeared in her hand, and came to Xu Ning's side.

"Sister Xu Ning, drink water."

Ji Xiaofeng stood there and touched his head, feeling that something was wrong.

Yan Chixia shrunk in front of Xu Ning, showing no signs of embarrassment, and landed next to Ji Xiaofeng.

"Xiaofeng, what do you think of my swordsmanship just now? This is a swordsmanship with my own personal style. Not only the master has praised it, but also Mr. Zheng from the imperial court has praised it."

Ji Xiaofeng did not squint or look at him.

"You are talking."

"My sister told me to stay away from Yan Xiaoer."

"You!" Yan Chixia glanced at Ji Xiaozhu in the distance, thinking of this eldest sister's fighting ability, he was very enlightened.

Just muttered something in his mouth.

"Women really have long hair and short knowledge."

Ji Xiaofeng silently wrote down these words.

Yan Chixia added, "Your sister is right, you can't talk to Yan Xiaoer too much, but there is no prohibition on talking to me, Yan Chixia."

As he spoke, he took out the wine bottle from his waist and took a sip naturally, with a calm and unrestrained posture.

Ji Xiaofeng nodded silently.

It seems like this, if you can't talk to Yan Xiaoer, there should be no problem with Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia and others only met up with Xu Ning and others today. After all, these places in the east were basically taken by the previous group. As people from the previous group, Yan Chixia and others naturally wanted to come to pay homage to the senior sister. Majestic.

The long realm of Tianhe, the most mysterious place in the world, is also the front line of the eternal battle between the sea race and the human race.

In the dim light, some shadowy entities were approaching quietly.

All kinds of weird-looking sea people are making huge waves in the sea. There are giant fish with horns, snakes with ghost hair, big heads and small bodies, all kinds of strange shapes, which appear sparse and ordinary in the sea.

The sea is both rich and poor.

Although the sea is all water, this kind of sea water is different from the water on land, especially the sea water outside the boundary of sky and sea. Even Yin Shen monks cannot live in such a world for a long time.

After all, the seawater here contains a power called soul-birthing. All life that was not born in the sea, from the moment it enters the sea, the life and soul will wither silently.

If you want to live a long life in the sea, you need the treasure in the head of the sea tribe, which is called the source of the sea by people in the southeast area.

The same is true for the Sea Clan, because there are no living souls on land, and the Sea Clan longs to return to the land and live on it.

The human race does not need the sea tribe to come ashore, but it needs the lives of the sea tribe.

As a result, the relationship between the Sea Clan and the Human Clan gradually deteriorated and gradually turned into an irreconcilable contradiction.

Undying hatred.

The dark world always contains inexplicable power. Through the thick sea water, the not-so-bright light of the sun can be vaguely seen, but this light becomes a bit obscure.

It's like a copper mirror covered with a layer of rust that can't be wiped off.

"The prince has lived in such a world for ten years. It's hard to imagine how he endured it."

A man wrapped in a black robe stood in the sea and spoke silently.

This black robe is unusual. It has a very heavy, iron-like texture, and a series of red and white stripes like fish fins, giving people the impression that the pressure in the water is not so strong.

And on the lower half of the black robe, there are layers of jagged dagger-like things, which is intimidating.

This kind of Zhenhai Longyou robe is the symbol of the Wu family in the southeast.

The Wu family in the southeast is the real giant force. In a sense, it is on an equal footing with the Wanjian Sect. At least, its right to speak in the Zhenhai Alliance is no lower than that of the Wanjian Sect.

The Zhenhai Dragon Travel Robe is in the sea, and combined with the Wu family's unique secret technique, it can appear inexplicable light patterns in the sea.

In the vast sea, it is easy to find companions.

The man in black robe walked forward, suddenly stretched out his right hand, stretched it out in front of him and gently squeezed it.

The approaching, shadowy and strange sea tribes instantly let out strange, ear-piercing roars.

Very short.

After that, countless sea people in the sea disappeared into the vast sea instantly.

The man in black robe showed a sneer, and suddenly a look of respect appeared on his face.

It's the prince's call.

He followed the call in his heart and galloped, leaving a long white line in the sea.

In a sea of ​​coral, a figure dressed in white was standing there quietly, holding a curved long sword with a strange shape in his hand.

There were corpses and heads all over the ground, all kinds of heads and remains.

The strange, ferocious, deformed, weird and twisted heads of the sea people.

Without exception, these sea people have a small hole in their head. This is because the source of the sea has been taken away.

"I've met the prince."

The man wrapped in a black robe looked respectfully at the eldest son of the Wu family in front of him.

The eldest son of the Wu family paid no attention, but still closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

The next moment, his body shot out like an arrow, and his white clothes set off a dancing phantom in the sea.

The smoke in the sea is all white, which is water spray.

So after the water splashed, the eldest son of the Wu family was seen walking from a distance with a figure in his hand.

From the perspective of the man in black robe, he could only see the things in his hands, which were a pair of very long, large and complicated things like antlers.

A noble among the sea clan, a sea clan with the so-called divine dragon bloodline.

The eldest son of the Wu family had a smile on his face, "I finally caught you."

A look of horror appeared on the black-robed man's face. As he got closer, he realized that the Hai Clan in the hands of the Wu family's heir apparent was... Ao Zhang, one of the most proud geniuses of the Hai Clan!

He quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, my clan has asked my subordinates to come look for you to attend the imperial court's Tianyuan gathering."

"Tianyuan Festival?"

Wu Guang gently crushed Ao Zhang's spine in his hand.

"The imperial court signs signs from all over the world, attracting powerful and talented people to participate..."

The man in black robe explained silently.

Wu Guang put the long sword in his body into his body out of boredom and looked at the man in black robe gently.

"Since it's a request from the clan, let's go and have a look."

Compared with the other people who were struggling to compete for a spot, people in the southeast area silently believed that Wu Guang had occupied a spot.

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In the land of Huzhou, Taihu Lake is endless, and even the breath blown by the wind is a little damp.

Zuo Daoqi stood on the lake and looked at the grand Tianyuan Terrace in the distance with a little light in his eyes.

Su Yuchan stood beside him, watching the young master's white clothes being blown by the wind, like an immortal, and all she could see was Zuo Daoqi's reflection.

There are still a few days left before the Tianyuan Festival starts, but the visitors from all directions must have already arrived.

At least Zuo Daoqi has met many sects and participants from all directions.

For those participating in the war, I am afraid that their hearts have already been sharpened.

In a place where everyone is watching, who doesn’t want to be the person who wants to dominate the world?

Zuo Daoqi's eyes became brighter and brighter. The power of life and death in his body was endless, constantly transforming among each other. The extremes of life and death were all in his eyes.

"Sir, I heard that although the competition system of Tianyuan Life has not been completely decided, the master will definitely take action on the first day?"

Su Yuchan looked at Zuo Daoqi and asked softly.

Zuo Daoqi smiled and hugged the little fox, "I heard who said that."

"Many people say this. You are the most powerful person in the imperial court. You must take action on the first day to shock those people."

"maybe."

Zuo Dodge just said softly.

In the distance, the clouds were rising and falling, and countless streams of light were passing through them. They were either dark or powerful qi machines, wandering in the void.

A lot of energy gave Zuo Daoqi a faint sense of crisis.

It was also under such circumstances that sometimes someone felt his energy and stopped in the air to look at him.

For example, he saw a woman with bronze skin, a terrifying power in her body, and a spear on her back.

The same goes for the man next to her.

Zuo Dodge looked at them and intersected in the air.

"There are so many people."

Su Yuchan sighed in praise.

Then I heard Zuo Daoqi softly echo, "Yes, there are a lot of people."

Then he turned around and looked at the three-coin sword in Su Yuchan's arms.

"So many geniuses, I can hear him getting excited."

After the people from the imperial court arrived, the viewing teams from all directions also came to this small city temporarily built for the Tianyuan event.

In fact, in order to completely remove the name of the Tianyuan Festival, Zhang Weizheng issued another decree before this, which has now spread throughout the world.

Before the Tianyuan Grand Event begins, anyone who feels that the participants are not qualified can still challenge them on the Tianyuan Stage and take their place.

In other words, it is to encourage others to grab their spot before the event begins.

So starting from today, such a challenge has begun.

Zuo Daoqi took Su Yuchan and hugged the little fox out of the long street and came to the Tianyuan stage.

He specifically wanted to see what kind of demeanor the fourth-grade monks from Bafang were like, and whether there would really be someone who stood out to him and could steal their spot.

The key point is to observe the technique.

Everyone who has the confidence to challenge for a quota must have his own uniqueness. He is a person without any skills now, so it would be good to take a closer look.

Tianyuan, through the combination of the five elements of the Rigan and the other three stems and the measurement of the ten gods, makes judgments on the strength and weakness of the things revealed, and the value of life.

The Tianyuan Platform fits this purpose, encompassing all the heroes in the world, and uses this platform to decide the fate of the strong and the weak.

It just took him by surprise.

The first person I met was an acquaintance.

Yan Chixia entered with his sword in hand and a wine bottle in one hand, looking drunk.

"I would like to ask, can you challenge the participants from other directions?"

Jiuyan Hou was sitting in the main seat, his eyes were indifferent and emotionless. He glanced at Yan Chixia and nodded.

"Yes, but those who challenge other directions cannot choose."

This means that you can only choose the person who challenges that side, not someone from that side.

Yan Chixia laughed loudly, showing his heroic spirit, "The last one, Yan Chixia, has heard for a long time that there are many heroic people in the north, and the same is true for Yan. Please invite the heroes from the north to fight."

Zuo Daoqi saw Yan Chixia, and he also saw Zuo Daoqi, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

He didn't think that Yan Chixia had the combat power of today's fourth-level peak, but he had a strong mind. Even if he lost, there would probably not be any big fluctuations.

As he expected.

Yan Chixia was defeated, and the person who defeated him was a member of the Pluto Sect in the North. His name was Li Kui, and he was a man as tall as a mountain.

Yan Chixia's defeat was what should have happened.

What made Zuo Daoqi a little disappointed was that the two of them didn't show any skills that made him shine.

He is relatively familiar with Yan Chixia. Li Kui's fighting style is somewhat similar to Wei Hu's, defeating others with force...