Chapter 722
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Ke Ning
The young man in white also walked towards the center. His face was stern, with a bit of haze, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.
The aura on his body radiated unscrupulously, even through the screen, everyone present seemed to be able to feel its powerful coercion.
He is the strongest existence of the younger generation of the Sword Family. He is less than 50 years old, and he is already at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul.
In the Holy Land, no one knows Jian Yi's name, no one knows it.
After seeing Jian Yi, Xuan sat up straight inadvertently, with a solemn expression.
He cared about Jian Yi very much.
This time I came here deliberately down the mountain, mainly to see Jian Yi's recent state.
He competed with Jian Yi for the third holy son, and he narrowly beat Jian Yi with one move.
Although he practiced with the Holy Master, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but Jianyi has the support of the sword family, and his strength has never fallen behind him.
The existence of Jian Yi gave him great pressure.
The saints are very realistic, whoever goes will win.
If Jian Yi's strength exceeds him, his status will be lost.
As soon as Jian Yi appeared on the screen, louder cheers came from outside.
Although the status of the three holy sons is respected, they have been practicing on the holy mountain all year round.
In the eyes of the saint clansmen, it is far less kind than to cultivate here in the holy land, and you can bump into Jian Yi from time to time.
Coupled with the promotion of Jianyi by the sword family, Jianyi quickly became a super idol in the Holy Land.
Handsome and powerful, who doesn't care for such a master?
Lu Shaoqing curled her lips, "Sao Bao."
Sure enough, the sword cultivator in white clothes is a coward and should be beaten.
But Lu Shaoqing also had to admit that Jian Yi did look like a master.
However, in his mind, the strongest is still his senior brother.
Therefore, Lu Shaoqing was not worried about Jian Yi at all.
Among his peers, even if the opponent is the late Nascent Soul, he still believes that his senior brother can win.
Lu Shaoqing stretched, and moved his body to make sitting more comfortable.
There are too many people here, otherwise I would have to lie down.
Sure enough, I'm still thin-skinned.
Tan Ling felt angry when she saw Lu Shaoqing like this.
The whole person was almost sunk into the animal skin sofa, crooked, not lying down, but it was no different from lying down.
No manners at all.
Tan Ling was very angry, and she didn't know if your master would whip you with a belt when he saw you like this.
Seeing her younger brother, Jianlan became excited, pointed to her younger brother and said, "Jianyi will definitely get No.1 this time."
"Jian Yi will do his best in everything he does."
The tone is proud and proud, and the eyes of everyone are also full of arrogance.
Seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jianlan looked even more disdainful.
Such a guy, it seems that his senior brother is not so amazing.
The two brothers are probably the same guy.
After a little strength, you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.
She taunted, "Your senior brother is dead. If you try to challenge my brother in vain, he won't hold back."
Lu Shaoqing buttoned his ears, "Wait and see, your brother is so flirtatious, be careful not to be beaten to death on the way."
"I have to say something in advance. If your younger brother is beaten to death and eliminated, I've won."
Jianlan seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and laughed, rouge powder fell on her twitching face.
"Are you talking in your sleep? Who is Jian Yi's opponent?"
Cui Jie and Luan Xingyue also shook their heads and sneered.
If Jian Yi could be defeated so easily, he wouldn't deserve such a high reputation.
"Guy who has never seen the world." Jianlan sneered, and when he was about to continue to despise him, Shi Liao shouted again.
"Someone found Mr. Jian."
Jianlan immediately dismissed the words, "Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?"
However, when her eyes fell on the picture, she was stunned, and subconsciously called out, "Mu, Mu Yong?"
The faces of the others also changed slightly, and they showed fearful eyes.
Even Xuan is the same.
Lu Shaoqing sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he looked at the young man in the picture, dressed in green clothes, coming against the wind, elegant and domineering, like an eagle soaring in the air, choosing an opportunity to devour.
The young man has an ordinary appearance, the type who will be ignored in a crowd.
When this young man appeared, the sword that had been rushing forward unscrupulously just now stopped and waited for the battle.
Lu Shaoqing became curious, and seemed to have some background, he asked Shi Liao, "Who is he?"
Shi Liao looked at Mu Yong in the picture, and slowly introduced Mu Yong in a low voice.
Mu Yong, a solitary member of the holy tribe, no one knows where he was born, no one knows his details.
He will always appear in the competition for the qualification to climb the holy mountain.
And he can get a place every time, but he never goes to the holy mountain.
It seems that participating in the competition is just for fun.
His strength is unfathomable, so far no one can really force his strength.
The Holy Land offered him an olive branch, and even promised the position of the elder of the Outer Sect, but they couldn't impress him.
After each match, he will disappear.
The Holy Land also sent people to look for him, but they couldn't find any trace of him.
After listening to this, Lu Shaoqing was also curious about this person named Mu Yong, "Could it be, what is he doing this for?"
Shi Liao shook his head, "Some people speculate that he should come from a hidden family, and he came out to find someone to discuss with."
This also makes sense, why not go to the holy mountain.
The hermit family has a complete inheritance, so there is no need to envy the inheritance of the Holy Land.
"Can he beat Jian Yi?" Lu Shaoqing became a little interested, sat up a little bit, and looked at the screen.
If he defeated Jian Yi, even if he didn't kill him and let him lose his combat effectiveness, he won the bet this time.
You can leave a lot of effort for your senior brother.
Although Jianlan was surprised by Mu Yong's appearance, she still had full confidence in her younger brother.
"It's not that he hasn't fought before, how can he be Jian Yi's opponent?"
Following the discussion of the crowd, Mu Yong came to Jian Yi and greeted him like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, "Jian Yi, long time no see."
Jian Yi looked at Mu Yong coldly, "You still dare to appear in front of me?"
Mu Yong flipped his wrist, and a long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand, "Why don't you dare? You have never defeated me, come on, let me see how much you have improved."
After speaking, attack first.
The long sword swung, the sky dimmed instantly
The aura on his body radiated unscrupulously, even through the screen, everyone present seemed to be able to feel its powerful coercion.
He is the strongest existence of the younger generation of the Sword Family. He is less than 50 years old, and he is already at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul.
In the Holy Land, no one knows Jian Yi's name, no one knows it.
After seeing Jian Yi, Xuan sat up straight inadvertently, with a solemn expression.
He cared about Jian Yi very much.
This time I came here deliberately down the mountain, mainly to see Jian Yi's recent state.
He competed with Jian Yi for the third holy son, and he narrowly beat Jian Yi with one move.
Although he practiced with the Holy Master, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but Jianyi has the support of the sword family, and his strength has never fallen behind him.
The existence of Jian Yi gave him great pressure.
The saints are very realistic, whoever goes will win.
If Jian Yi's strength exceeds him, his status will be lost.
As soon as Jian Yi appeared on the screen, louder cheers came from outside.
Although the status of the three holy sons is respected, they have been practicing on the holy mountain all year round.
In the eyes of the saint clansmen, it is far less kind than to cultivate here in the holy land, and you can bump into Jian Yi from time to time.
Coupled with the promotion of Jianyi by the sword family, Jianyi quickly became a super idol in the Holy Land.
Handsome and powerful, who doesn't care for such a master?
Lu Shaoqing curled her lips, "Sao Bao."
Sure enough, the sword cultivator in white clothes is a coward and should be beaten.
But Lu Shaoqing also had to admit that Jian Yi did look like a master.
However, in his mind, the strongest is still his senior brother.
Therefore, Lu Shaoqing was not worried about Jian Yi at all.
Among his peers, even if the opponent is the late Nascent Soul, he still believes that his senior brother can win.
Lu Shaoqing stretched, and moved his body to make sitting more comfortable.
There are too many people here, otherwise I would have to lie down.
Sure enough, I'm still thin-skinned.
Tan Ling felt angry when she saw Lu Shaoqing like this.
The whole person was almost sunk into the animal skin sofa, crooked, not lying down, but it was no different from lying down.
No manners at all.
Tan Ling was very angry, and she didn't know if your master would whip you with a belt when he saw you like this.
Seeing her younger brother, Jianlan became excited, pointed to her younger brother and said, "Jianyi will definitely get No.1 this time."
"Jian Yi will do his best in everything he does."
The tone is proud and proud, and the eyes of everyone are also full of arrogance.
Seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jianlan looked even more disdainful.
Such a guy, it seems that his senior brother is not so amazing.
The two brothers are probably the same guy.
After a little strength, you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.
She taunted, "Your senior brother is dead. If you try to challenge my brother in vain, he won't hold back."
Lu Shaoqing buttoned his ears, "Wait and see, your brother is so flirtatious, be careful not to be beaten to death on the way."
"I have to say something in advance. If your younger brother is beaten to death and eliminated, I've won."
Jianlan seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and laughed, rouge powder fell on her twitching face.
"Are you talking in your sleep? Who is Jian Yi's opponent?"
Cui Jie and Luan Xingyue also shook their heads and sneered.
If Jian Yi could be defeated so easily, he wouldn't deserve such a high reputation.
"Guy who has never seen the world." Jianlan sneered, and when he was about to continue to despise him, Shi Liao shouted again.
"Someone found Mr. Jian."
Jianlan immediately dismissed the words, "Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?"
However, when her eyes fell on the picture, she was stunned, and subconsciously called out, "Mu, Mu Yong?"
The faces of the others also changed slightly, and they showed fearful eyes.
Even Xuan is the same.
Lu Shaoqing sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he looked at the young man in the picture, dressed in green clothes, coming against the wind, elegant and domineering, like an eagle soaring in the air, choosing an opportunity to devour.
The young man has an ordinary appearance, the type who will be ignored in a crowd.
When this young man appeared, the sword that had been rushing forward unscrupulously just now stopped and waited for the battle.
Lu Shaoqing became curious, and seemed to have some background, he asked Shi Liao, "Who is he?"
Shi Liao looked at Mu Yong in the picture, and slowly introduced Mu Yong in a low voice.
Mu Yong, a solitary member of the holy tribe, no one knows where he was born, no one knows his details.
He will always appear in the competition for the qualification to climb the holy mountain.
And he can get a place every time, but he never goes to the holy mountain.
It seems that participating in the competition is just for fun.
His strength is unfathomable, so far no one can really force his strength.
The Holy Land offered him an olive branch, and even promised the position of the elder of the Outer Sect, but they couldn't impress him.
After each match, he will disappear.
The Holy Land also sent people to look for him, but they couldn't find any trace of him.
After listening to this, Lu Shaoqing was also curious about this person named Mu Yong, "Could it be, what is he doing this for?"
Shi Liao shook his head, "Some people speculate that he should come from a hidden family, and he came out to find someone to discuss with."
This also makes sense, why not go to the holy mountain.
The hermit family has a complete inheritance, so there is no need to envy the inheritance of the Holy Land.
"Can he beat Jian Yi?" Lu Shaoqing became a little interested, sat up a little bit, and looked at the screen.
If he defeated Jian Yi, even if he didn't kill him and let him lose his combat effectiveness, he won the bet this time.
You can leave a lot of effort for your senior brother.
Although Jianlan was surprised by Mu Yong's appearance, she still had full confidence in her younger brother.
"It's not that he hasn't fought before, how can he be Jian Yi's opponent?"
Following the discussion of the crowd, Mu Yong came to Jian Yi and greeted him like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, "Jian Yi, long time no see."
Jian Yi looked at Mu Yong coldly, "You still dare to appear in front of me?"
Mu Yong flipped his wrist, and a long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand, "Why don't you dare? You have never defeated me, come on, let me see how much you have improved."
After speaking, attack first.
The long sword swung, the sky dimmed instantly
