The voice is dead and silent, like a lake that has never rippled for thousands of years, but the words reveal a kind of aura of domineering people and not fearing the world.

This is a slender young man. His face is clear and angular, his skin is fair, as white as white, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are like a natural king, with no starry spirit in his eyes.

He wore a pair of golden chain mail and a crown on his head, which added a feeling of dominating the world. Although he was a little young and vigorous, he looked full of energy and was unfamiliar with the slightest temperament.

What is even more attractive is that there is a golden dragon pillar above the spear, which is lifelike, like a real dragon climbing onto the body of the gun, powerful and domineering, and full of dragon power.

The spear tip blade spreads from the powerful dragon's mouth, just like a real dragon spitting water, without any sense of incongruity, but it looks more high-end and atmospheric.

When Bai Ran saw him for the first time, he kept staring at the spear, looking a little surprised and a little bit of gratitude. He seemed to have no effort to see this spear, and he felt like he was thrown into the trap without any effort.

The young man looked at Qi Wushuang, who was making trouble, with no turmoil in his eyes. His cold expression remained unchanged, and he came step by step with an irresistible cold aura.

Who is this person?

His appearance caused the people in the audience to suddenly reach climax from the silence just now, and they shouted a name in the same voice.

Nangong Han!

From his words, we can hear that Nangong Jue, the lord of Jizhou City, was his uncle. The people cheered for him and the "Tou Kui is not from the Nangong family?" I realized that he was originally talking about.

Bai Ran's mouth curled a little bit, and he murmured in a sound he could hear, "Xia Kui, I have found it."

Another strange name, another mysterious word.

"You are Nangong Han?"

Qi Wushuang asked with a cold look on his face and looked at him with contempt.

Nangong Han stood in front of Nangong Jue, stood up with a spear, and said coldly, "It's exactly what you are going down."

Qi Wushuang looked at Nangong Shi and said sarcastically, "I heard that Nangong Shi, the Marshal of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had an only son in his old age. His face was like an iceberg that had not been transformed for thousands of years. He often looked at the world with cold eyes, arrogant and domineering, and he was arrogant and arrogant! It seemed that this was true when I saw it today, it was really unpleasant!"

Nangong Han still looked the same and said twitchingly, "Please don't talk too much nonsense. You can't afford to delay the celebration of the Qingfeng Conference! If the people of the Tianjian Immortal Sect don't know how to observe the words and expressions, it will be a matter of time before they are destroyed."

"What did you say!"

Qi Wushuang was furious and pointed at Nangong Han's nose in anger and said.

Nangong Han didn't look at him and said casually, "It's just literal."

Clenched your fists, and the sound of bones sounded!

The long sword behind him was about to be unsheathed, but the next moment, he was pressed back by an amazing palm!

It was Nangong Jue, who had always been gentle and gentle. At this time, he had a serious expression, majestic and domineering look, staring at Qi Wushuang with a thick eyebrows, and said coldly.

"If you make trouble, the Nangong family will accompany you to the end! But this Qingfeng Conference is the entrusted by King Wu. As my nephew said, it is too late for the Qingfeng Conference to be taken care of the Tianjian Immortal Sect, and you! You can't afford to take care of it even more!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Wushuang's mouth twitched. Seeing that the two immortals of Pu, who had been silent behind Nangong Jie, were slowly walking towards him, with light steps but powerful.

The Tianjian Immortal Sect can bully anyone, but it cannot bear the anger of the Immortal Sect, and is also afraid that it will not get a good impression in front of the immortals, which will affect the future generations of immortals and offend the Immortal Sect. This is a taboo for the path of cultivating immortals.

Qi Wushuang knew this, so when he saw two immortals coming, he quickly put down his murderous intent.

"What a Nangong family!" Qi Wushuang snorted, let go of his sword-holding hand, and threatened to Nangong Han and Yuan Miao, "I'm going to let me touch you!"

"Accompany at any time!"

Nangong Han was calm and composed.

But Yuan Miao ignored him.

"Has Master Youyou missed a good show? Nangong Han, you can't do this. The Nangong family is the face of my Great Zhou. I lost someone in front of the small Tianjian Immortal Sect. Don't be my friend of Tang Yue in the future!"

These words are tricky and mean, and they are filled with sighs.

When I heard the sound, when I saw this person's appearance, Chen'er and Yuan Miao looked at each other and smiled, as if they had thought of something funny.

Bah, I thought of something funny like this, and this incident was a farce that happened at Qingfeng Inn.

Because this person is the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty who was called "son" by Yuan Miao, Prince Tang.

There were two figures behind him, one man and one woman, and they were not the scar-faced and black-robed man who ate with him at the Qingfeng Inn.

"You two are finally here."

The corners of the white-stained lips rose slightly and murmured.

"Shut up! I'm afraid the world will not be in chaos, right?"

Nangong Han glared at Tang Yue and said coldly.

Qi Wushuang was originally the one who wanted to retaliate against Tang Yue the most, but because the two immortals of the Pu family were staring at him, he did not speak up, but just kept the face of this person in his heart and planned to deal with it with Nangong Han.

The two immortals of the Pu family bowed slightly to Tang Yue, saying that they were bowing. Tang Yue returned the bow without any negligence. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Yuan Miao secretly laughing!

He was originally polite and smiling, but his face suddenly became stiff, but it was fleeting. In the place where so many people were watching, Tang Yue said calmly with a smile.

"I'm still here after drinking too much? Are you afraid that I will hold a grudge?"

Yuan Miao shook his head and said, "Not afraid"

Tang Yue snorted lightly, and ignored Yuan Miao again, but instead ended up calm again.

Chen'er couldn't guess whether Tang Yue was angry or not. His expression was not complicated, but it was different from normal people. He smiled and joked when he should be angry.

“Is this a disguise?”

Chen'er murmured in her heart, not agreeing.

"Can you start? Lord of Nangong"

Bai Ran asked at Nangong Jue humbly.

Nangong Jue looked around, as if he was looking for someone, but he did not forget to respond, "There is still one person who has not arrived, please be careful not to be impatient."

"Uncle Nangong, I'm here!"

A beautiful figure broke through the sky, and his figure was like a scattered flower in a celestial girl. She was wearing a light-colored long skirt and holding a thin sword carved with thousands of lotus flowers in her hand.

She fell steadily on the ring, with red lips and white teeth, her face as beautiful as peach blossoms, and her skin is shattering, making others envious. Her nose bridge is high and straight, her thin eyebrows are lingering, and her beautiful eyes are like a star in the sky, shining and moving.

He has a smooth hair and a graceful figure, full of charm, and is truly a beautiful girl with almost perfect development.

"An Ran, why are you here so late? Nothing happened?"

When Tang Yue saw him coming, he hurriedly looked at the woman with great concern and asked An Ran.

An Ran shook his head and smiled at him.

Just when Tang Yue wanted to go forward to speak, before he was about to come, An Ran ignored him and jumped towards the iceberg beside him with a smile. He ignored the eyes of the people around him and directly held Nangong Han's arm.

In the subtleties, Tang Yue was jealous and looked at the man and woman he brought coldly, with a reminder in his eyes.

"It seems that what he wants is Nangong Han's life!"

Bai Ran saw it all in his eyes and thought to himself.

Nangong Jue coughed lightly and clicked the number of participants. If Chen'er is included, there are a total of fifteen people. There are nine people who call out the names, and the other six are those who came to the stage after Qi Wushuang came forward.

Nangong Jue nodded to the two immortals of the Pu family, then took a few steps to the edge of the ring, and announced in a deep voice again, "There are 15 candidates in this conference! The reward of the head master is to shape the solid energy and golden elixir. Who will this spiritual elixir fall into? Please wait and see!

As the lord of Jizhou City and the executive officer of the Celebration Celebration Conference appointed by King Wu of Great Zhou, I, Nangong Jue, hereby announced that the Celebration Celebration Conference has officially begun!
Chapter completed!