The second day of the Empress's birthday.

In the early morning, the morning mist in the hall was like fog, and birds were singing together. There was indescribable tranquility. After getting up, I used the sword technique to practice a set of unorganized sword moves in the open space outside the hall. I let my body relax without any moves and postures. The urging of each sword technique was very sharp. The sharp light of the sword burst out and danced with the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Suddenly, dry applause came from outside the side hall. Wherever you looked, a man walked out of the mist, dressed in gorgeous clothes. He was the young master in the north of the Bahuang Tower, Li Dingyu.

"Young Master Bu's swordsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite!"

Behind Li Dingyu was a group of Golden Eight Iron Guards from the Eight Desolate Towers, each of which had the semi-saint realm of cultivation. One of the old men had even shown signs of igniting the fire of the Holy Ruins.

"Why is Young Master Li free to come here?"

Not far from me, my senior sister Lin Muzhao walked out of the wing room like a lotus, with an unparalleled fairy face and a beautiful smile that made people feel moved.

"I've seen Fairy Mu Zhao!"

Li Dingyu's eyes seemed to be attracted by Lin Muzhao. He looked straight for a while before retracting his gaze and said, "It's only an hour before Qianwei Banquet. I'm here... I'm really having something to discuss."

"Tell me."

"The Zhongzhou branch of the Eight Desert Tower has always been a family friendship with Bailu Academy. Now there is a traitor in the Eight Desert Tower. Yinzhou branch leads hundreds of branches in the south to split the Eight Desert Tower. Zhang Heng and his son are punished. In this Qianwei Banquet, Zhang Heng was even more ambitious and threatened to kill me, Li Dingyu, out of the Hundred Beauty Banquet, so... I'm brave enough to ask Fairy Mu Zhao and Young Bu to help him. As long as he can enter the top ten in Qianwei Banquet, Li Dingyu is willing to contribute 500 Holy Yuan Stones!"

He spoke very frankly and then said, "You two can accept it or not. Li Dingyu will never force you."

"Five hundred Holy Yuan Stones..." Lin Muzhao narrowed his beautiful eyes and smiled: "Young Master Li is such a big deal. I'm afraid that even the lord of a city and a county may not have such a big tone."

Li Dingyu said in a deep voice: "The Bahuang Tower has existed since the Middle Ages and has a long history. Now there is civil strife. Li Dingyu just doesn't want to see the Bahuang Tower's tens of millions of years of foundation ruined."

"We refuse."

Lin Muzhao spoke very neatly.

"Fairy, why?" Li Dingyu was puzzled: "If you help me, it would be like forming a good relationship with Bahuanglou. Why should you refuse Dingyu?"

Lin Muzhao smiled and said, "Young Master Li is really forgetful. Have you forgotten that my junior brother Bu Yixuan and I almost died in the battle of the Qingshu Broken Realm? If it weren't for your Bahuang Tower and Yinyang Palace's secret communication and borrowing the Breaking Realm Warship to Yinyang Palace, why would we fall into a desperate situation where we would almost be killed by the saints of Yinyang Palace?"

A look of surprise flashed across Li Dingyu's face, but he quickly returned to his calmness. A handsome face remained silent and said, "I think you must have misunderstood, Fairy Mu Zhao. Dingyu was not aware of this matter at all, and he didn't know that so many things had happened in the Qingshu Broken Realm, and there must be a big misunderstanding."

"Maybe."

Lin Muzhao smiled indifferently and said, "But then again, the battle between Young Master Li and Zhang Heng is just an internal fight in Bahuanglou. As people from Bailu Academy, it is too abrupt to intervene like this. What do the Young Master thinks?"

Li Dingyu nodded: "What the fairy said makes sense. Since that's the case, Dingyu will not force others to do anything. I'll say goodbye. I also hope that Bailu Academy can make its mark in the Thousand Flavors Banquet!"

“Not giving.”

Seeing Li Dingyu and others walking away, Lin Muzhao gently hit me with his shoulder and smiled and said, "Senior sister rejected this person directly. You won't have any objection, right?"

I touched my nose: "No, I just feel that the five hundred holy Yuan stones are gone, which is a pity."

"Oh, you kid can really eat anything!"

She had a beautiful eye and felt a sense of charm. She smiled and said, "There are some of the Shengyuan Stones in our Bailu Academy. Didn't you give you a hundred pieces after you broke through to the semi-saint? Why, you used up?"

"No, refining a Holy Yuan Stone is enough to digest for ten days and half a month, but it will not be used up so quickly. It's just that the Holy Yuan Stone is a treasure in the upper realm, five hundred, enough to buy a medium-sized family. I think Zhang Heng and Li Dingyu are all villains with hidden evil intentions. One is a fight, and two is a fight, so it's better to make a fortune."

"We should not make this kind of money in Bailu Academy."

Lin Muzhao held my hand and said, "After a while, we will rush forward together. The rules of Qianwei Banquet and West Lake Sword Competition are different. We can join forces to attack a strong man. We don't have to join forces with anyone. We will join forces, even Rang Sichen Jue must be afraid of three points, right?"

"right."

I had a glorious look in my eyes and said, "Why... let's go and grab the first place in Rang Sichen Jue."

"Okay, let's see it again and prepare. The chariot outside has been waiting for us for a long time. Qianwei Banquet is not in the city, but on the Xianhu Mountain outside the imperial city."

"Yeah, let's go!"

Outside the hall, a luxurious chariot was waiting quietly, and there were eight knights riding flame lions on the side. These flame lions could fly in the sky and belong to the air combat cavalry. Just for me and Lin Muzhao, the Empress Tianxin did take good care of Bailu Academy and Tianfeng Academy took great care of it.

The chariot was walking through the wind, and eight warriors galloped forward, backward, left and right, eight semi-saint-level warriors, majestic!

...

Half an hour later, away from the imperial city, the chariot entered the mountains, and ancient mountains soared into the sky and stood in the sea of ​​fog. Piles of green pine trees grew on the pale mountain rocks. The blue and white contrast seemed to be full of ancient charm, as if they had entered a fairyland. And in the depths of the fairyland, an ancient mountain with golden light stretched across the sky and the earth, like a half-inverted gourd, surrounded by white mist, and was full of beauty.

Xianhu Mountain, arrived!

A series of chariots were parked in the air, and there were an imperial guard stationed at the foot of Xianhu Mountain, with tens of thousands of people, majestic and mighty. The battle flag of the Tianxin Empire was flying and covered with mountains and forests. Surrounded by everyone, the Tianxin Empress appeared in a delicate and exquisite battle armor. Her delicate soft armor wrapped around the tall and sharp peaks that were about to emerge. She was slender and white, and she looked like she was holding a long sword that was rotating with light in her hand, and a snow-colored cloak flew in the wind. At this time, the Tianxin Empress was like a beautiful sword saint guarding the sky, with a majestic force!

At Qianwei Banquet, there was an empress who actually came to watch the battle in person, which was not simple.

Not long after, an old scholar holding the scroll in his hand singed, "The Qianwei Banquet is about to begin, please enter the venue one by one. First, the two young masters of Bahuanglou, Zhang Heng, and Li Dingyu! Wuchen Sword Domain, Dan Tai Yi! The genius of the Immortal Pavilion, Rang Sichen Jue! Wusheng Pavilion, Changsun Yong! Tianfeng Academy, Gongsun Yu, Li Chengze! Bailu Academy, Lin Muzhao, Bu Yixuan! The genius of the Giant Stone Domain, Houses! Dalu Sword Domain..."

The old man recited the names of the participants one by one, and everyone entered the foot of Xianhu Mountain. Lin Muzhao and I landed side by side on the rock at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, the entire Xianhu Mountain was filled with a transcendent momentum. You can easily discover it by opening the sword path Eye. In fact, the entire mountain has been refined and is a huge magic weapon. There is only one road to go up the mountain, and the rest of the roads have been blocked, which is equivalent to being a wall of iron that cannot be crossed.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are rows of tables, divided into ten-class banquets, each with one hundred. The closest to the peak is the first-class 100 seats, and ten of them are superior, ranking at the top, and there are also rankings. This battle happened when Her Majesty the Empress watched the battle himself, and its significance to the major sects is probably far better than the West Lake sword contest.

The Empress Tianxin is the master of this world, and the rise and fall of a certain sect is actually in her thoughts.

The crowds were surging, and in a blink of an eye, more than 10,000 people entered the foot of the mountain. More than 10,000 people competed for 1,000 positions, and the competition was destined to be very cruel and even tragic.

Above the sky, the Empress Dongfang Wan's graceful figure was heart-pounding. Her beautiful eyes looked at Xianhu Mountain, and her voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly: "Young geniuses remember that you must not deliberately kill people at the Qianwei Banquet, otherwise not only will you be killed, but your family will be implicated!"

Everyone was secretly shocked. The Empress Tianxin was extremely capable and held the highest power of life and death. She had to listen to this sentence.

In fact, this is also to preserve the strength of the younger generation for the Tianxin Empire. After all, some geniuses still need time to grow, and proper protection is the right one. Dongfang Wan has considered it very carefully.

Shang Zhuyue held the long sword in her hand, and Goldman Sachs announced: "The Qianwei Banquet, Begin!"

...

"kill!"

"Come on! The banquet on the top of the mountain belongs to me!"

"Get out of here. I am the son of the leader of the Younan Sect in Huozhou. Who dares to stop me?!"

"Gonggui! I am the son of the Lord of Yinzhou City. Which onion are you considered?!"

The foot of the mountain immediately became murderous and had already fallen into a melee before climbing the mountain road. A group of people attacked each other wantonly, and in a blink of an eye, blood was already flowing into a river, and many people were already injured.

“It’s too confusing.”

I frowned, let out a low whistle, and pure holy energy burst out from my body to form a realm of all things, pushing everyone around me away, and at the same time, "Senior Sister, let's go up too?"

"Um."

Lin Muzhao smiled slightly, and a wisp of sword intent broke out of his body, forming a wave that squeezed all the monks around him away, and no one could approach him. Then he walked up the mountain side by side with me.

The mountain road was covered with blood. Many people were injured and knelt among the rocks and shivered. They were soon taken out by the palace master flying past in the air and left the battlefield. Otherwise, they would not be guaranteed to be killed by accident in the melee.

Li Dingyu and Zhang Heng rushed to the front. The two of them raised up the monstrous sword intent, attacking and killing each other while going up the mountain. Strands of cold sword intent continued to stir up on the mountainside.
Chapter completed!