Chapter 739 Humiliation

"This guy."

Seeing what Getian said, Mark's eyes narrowed slightly.

No one has dared to provoke him like this for a long time.

"Alas." Jiang Wuyin sighed as he was quite dissatisfied with the performance of these disciples.

"This is the first lesson for you."

As he spoke, Jiang Wuyin waved his hand, and ten thousand spiritual swords flew back behind him.

Snap.

After saying this, Jiang Wuyin turned around and was about to leave directly.

"Pavilion Master." At this moment, Ge Tian stood up in the corner.

"King Ye and I are not intimidated by the spirit sword, why don't you teach us more things."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Jiang Wuyin stopped, glanced around Ge Tian, ​​then glanced at Ye Fan, and then asked: "You don't retreat, are you relying on the bravery and fearlessness in your heart? "

With one sentence, Getian was speechless on the spot, and even Mark was stunned for a moment.

He refused to retreat, of course because he saw the purpose of Jiang Wuyin's assessment, and even more so judged that the spiritual sword could not kill him.

"You two are too old." Jiang Wuyin gave his own judgment, which was not very polite.

"The people of Jiange have fearlessness engraved in their hearts. You are all too powerful. You make decisions based more on your own judgment."

"There is nothing wrong with this, but in my opinion, you have lost a lot of plasticity."

Jiang Wuyin waved his hand: "Today's lesson is meaningless to you, and I won't teach you more. You can listen carefully when other lessons start later."

After saying that, Jiang Wuyin stopped staying and left Longquan Hall.

It only took a moment for him to arrive and leave, and everyone present looked at each other in shock.

Many people were marveling that the best Ye Wang and Ge Tian were not favored by Jiang Wuyin. After marveling, everyone once again became idle.

Some were playing with spiritual swords, some were dancing casually with swords, and some were leaving directly.

Ye Fan also stayed here for a long time. This was the first time that someone said that he was not very malleable in his old age, but he didn't have much to say despite being amazed.

For those who have been exposed to sword cultivation since childhood, he is indeed considered old.

"This Jiang Wuyin does have something." Thinking of Jiang Wuyin's teaching scene, Ye Fan still highly recognized him.

During the battle in Whirlpool City, he only saw that Jiang Wuyin was at the level of a top king, but now in the sword pavilion, with the blessing of these spiritual swords, he had a vague feeling.

Within the sword pavilion, Jiang Wuyin's strength could definitely match that of the Half-Emperor, or even exceed it.

"If he can get the sword beast..." Ye Fan looked at the sword beast in his hand.

The theater director left the last sword beast to himself, and until now, Ye Fan has not explored how the sword beasts should be reproduced, whether they need a pair, or how to reproduce them alone.

It would be a pity for such a magical beast to be lost in the long river of time.

Snap, snap.

"Let's talk." Before Ye Fan could speak, Getian had already taken the lead and showed a friendly smile to Ye Fan.

"You should be willing to talk to me."

…

The towering tree towers into the clouds, the palace is built in the middle of it, and the golden stairs replace its trunk.

Soldiers covered in armor walked up the stairs, holding the dead tribesmen in their arms, and knelt down in front of the palace with a plop.

"Queen, he rejected our request and killed Gomin."

There was no answer from the palace. After a long silence, the queen's voice sounded: "This is the tenth clan member he killed."

"He is a human being and can never be as rational as us." There was no anger in the soldier's eyes, but an inexplicable sigh.

"His mind is filled with hatred. He is more paranoid and crazy than ordinary people."

"But he is indeed the most suitable candidate." The Queen replied, "He has means, is strong, and is neat and decisive in doing things."

"We want to assimilate the human race and insert it into the human race. He is the best medium."

"But he is unwilling to cooperate with us and has been showing hostility towards us." The soldier disagreed: "He is a person who does not understand mercy and kindness."

"If one day he has enough power, he will definitely attack us."

"Indeed." The queen responded, and then her voice fell silent, as if she was thinking.

"Human race, is there anyone who can replace Ning?" After a while, she asked a question and said at the same time: "If someone can replace him, we don't need to seek cooperation with him anymore."

"My son has already gone to the interior of the human race. Maybe he can find a replacement for Ning." The soldier replied.

"Very good." The Queen replied with satisfaction, but the next moment, she suddenly made a confused voice, "Who is there?"

"Over there? What?" The soldier looked confused and looked behind him. The long steps were empty. Just as he turned his head, the queen's sharp voice sounded in the palace.

"Ningxiachuan, you?!?!"

"Queen!" Hearing this voice, the soldier suddenly woke up. Before he could make any move, the palace door was shattered.

Snap, snap.

Ning Xiachuan slowly walked out of the palace. Beside him, Huan was holding a creature in his hand. The head was the head of a woman. It was extremely beautiful, but the body was the body of an arthropod. The parts were connected one by one. There were some White fluff with a pair of wings.

At this moment, she was being held by Huan by the neck, perhaps threatening her with death. She kept struggling, and a lot of her hair fell out.

"The queen of your God Clan looks like a moth." Ning Xiachuan looked at the queen's struggle coldly, with ridicule in his eyes: "Is this your perfect form? How can you still look human?"

"Didn't you just say that you wanted to replace me?" Ning Xiachuan sneered, looked at the soldiers and said, "How come you, the gods, treat the humans the same way in front of them and inherit the same skills behind them?"

"What? Isn't this still an advantage?"

"I apologize to you for our inappropriate thoughts." The soldier apologized immediately without any hesitation, keeping his attitude to a minimum.

"Please let the Queen go, and the Gods will provide you with the most sincere and generous compensation for your dissatisfaction."

"It's so bearable." Seeing that the soldier could still behave like this at this time, Ning Xiachuan's lips slowly raised.

And as the corners of his mouth rose, beside him, Huan raised his hand, and the strength in his hand was obviously increasing.

The queen's struggle became more intense, and the soldier's eyes also showed panic.

He was not sure whether Ning Xiachuan would kill the queen. For this madman, anything was possible.

"Ningxiachuan! Let go of the queen!" Seeing that the queen was about to die, the soldier finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up, pulled out his sword, and came to Huan in the blink of an eye.

Snapped.

Swinging down his sword, the soldier found that his body seemed to be imprisoned and could not move. When he turned his head, he found that his arm had been grabbed by Ning Xiachuan.

"It's over." At this time, the soldier's intense annoyance emerged. How could his strength be able to compete with Ningxia Chuan's.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Just when the soldiers were desperate, Ningxiachuan's laughter rang out.

The soldier was stunned and looked at Ningxiachuan, his face was full of ridicule.

"I thought you could still endure it."

"Do the gods, who claim to be absolutely calm, sometimes be irrational?"

boom.

The elemental force pushed the soldier away and fell to the ground, while Ning Xiachuan just clapped his hands, and Huan Ye on the side threw the queen casually and landed on the stairs.

"Okay, I have nothing to do today, I just had a joke with the Queen."

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."