Chapter 1337: Four Swords

"Maybe some of you have been to the Yaoguang Galaxy, so the concept of Kaiyang Galaxy may still be in the state of Yaoguang Galaxy. In fact, what you see in front of your eyes is Kaiyang Galaxy, a mysterious place all over the planet..."

Just when a few people were shocked, Sikong Ying's voice rang in his ears again.

"Pavilion Master, why are there so many planets here?"

Jiang Lingyue asked with a wink.

"How do I know?"

Sikong Ying shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "When the first generation ancestors of Jiange stepped on the Galaxy Storm, they saw this strange planetary scene, so they took root here..."

"Oh!"

Jiang Lingyue nodded slightly.

Sikong Ying removed the protective mask, stroked the thin starlight with his hand, and muttered to himself: "The Xinghe where we are now has a higher starlight intensity, which is very good for body quenching."

Pan Wu and Leng Wufeng also tried to touch Xingguang with their hands.

It has been a long time to temper the flesh in this place, and it is hard to imagine how terrifying the flesh will be.

If one comprehends the Seven Great Sword Canons again, one can go a step further in swordsmanship, then it is truly invincible in the world.

At this moment, several people finally know the strength of the sword pavilion.

This is the real sword pavilion.

The immortal boat continued to fly, at a slower speed than before.

Sikong Ying strolled leisurely in the courtyard, leisurely watching the magnificent starry sky around him, and couldn't help but admire.

Only when he escorted his disciples from this world would he have the opportunity to come to this place to enjoy the beauty of the starry sky.

Opportunities are rare.

Therefore, he also deliberately controlled the speed of the immortal boat to slow down.

After three hours.

The immortal boat flew over a huge planet and stopped.

"This place is called Jian Yangxing, named after the first-generation ancestor of Jiange, and now it is also the headquarters of my Jiange."

Sikong Ying looked at a green planet below and smiled faintly.

People will understand.

The Xianzhou paused lightly and landed on the planet.

It didn't take long.

The immortal boat landed on an extremely wide square.

"Pavilion Master, why is the spiritual energy here not so strong?"

He smiled coldly.

"With the starlight quenching body, what does the sword cultivator need so much spiritual energy for?"

Sikong Ying laughed loudly, jumped up, and flew down the immortal boat.

at the same time.

Deputy Pavilion Master Xu led a white-haired man and stood in the square early to wait for everyone.

This white-haired man was on the fifth floor of the Divine Sovereign Realm. Although he had gray hair, his face was extremely young, like he was in his early twenties.

"Pavilion Master Sikong has been busy all the way, it's hard work."

Deputy Pavilion Master Xu clasped his fists with both hands and said with a smile on his face.

"I've seen Pavilion Master Sikong!"

The white-haired man also smiled lightly.

"I have seen Deputy Pavilion Master Xu, and I have seen Hall Master Mo..."

Sikong Ying was full of smiles, and quickly greeted the two of them.

This white-haired man was the head of Fengyun Hall, Mo Canghai.

Sikong Ying knew very well that Mo Canghai could wait here because of Ye Chen.

He turned around, made a gesture to the four people behind him, and said with a smile, "Come here quickly!"

Leng Wufeng, Ye Yun and the others walked up quickly and came to the front.

"Ye Chen, you are welcome to choose to join our Fengyun Hall, I am the hall master Mo Canghai!"

Mo Canghai looked at Ye Yun and said with a warm smile.

"Hello, Hall Master Mo!"

Ye Yun smiled in return.

It seems that this Hall Master is not doing well. Mo Canghai is so young, but his hair is already gray.

certainly.

This is just Ye Yun's unilateral guess.

Cultivation to this state.

It is also a very easy thing to turn white hair into black.

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that the Lord of the Yingying Pavilion is here..."

There was a wave in the void, and Ning Wuque walked out with his hands on his back.

His face was calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the unpleasantness of competing with Pavilion Master Xu Fu for Ye Chen has long since disappeared.

When Sikong Ying saw Ning Wuque, his expression changed slightly.

The little dragon was taken as a mount by Ye Chen just now. Strictly speaking, the behavior he approved did not give any face to the God of War.

"Tang Master Ning, I asked Ye Chen to take that little dragon away. You shouldn't give me face, right?"

Sikong Ying clasped his fists with both hands and laughed deliberately.

"No, it's just a little dragon in the realm of the gods, and this hall master hasn't paid attention to it yet..."

Ning Wuque laughed loudly, looked at Ye Yun and said, "Not to mention being acquired by such a kendo demon Ye Chen, it is considered that fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields!"

"Thank you, Hall Master Ning."

Sikong Ying thanked him, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

This Ning Wuque has given him enough face.

Pavilion Master Xu Fu's eyes flashed, looking at Ning Wuque's profile, he snorted coldly.

The battle that was taking place at that time, of course, he could see clearly.

That dragon is not important, after all, the realm is too low, and any disciple sent by Jiange is better than him.

But that mysterious bead was an incredible treasure. This Ning Wuque was so shameless that he snatched it away.

God of War has always acted arrogantly and domineeringly, no one dared to do anything to them in the world, and they dared not speak when they were angry.

After all, the God of War stands behind Lu Buqun.

The powerful deputy pavilion master is arbitrary, and everyone must avoid his edge.

At this time, there was another wave in the void.

Two men from the God-Emperor realm came together.

Ning Wuque glanced at the visitor, smiled lightly, and didn't care.

"I have seen two hall masters."

Sikongying smiled and greeted with fists.

The two men were Du Zimo, the head of Xuanwu Hall, and Tang Xiuwen, head of Shattered Star Hall.

The strength of the Shattered Star Hall is higher than that of the Xuanwu Hall; the strength of the Xuanwu Hall and Fengyun Hall is not comparable.

In the birth of the sword pavilion, the four combat mechanisms that fight against strange creatures are these four sword halls.

"Let's come and see..."

Du Zimo nodded to everyone, and then smiled lightly.

"I heard that one of the four has been selected for Fengyun Hall, and there are still three left. I also want to find a place in Shattered Star Hall!"

Tang Xiuwen laughed and made no secret of his intentions.

Looking at these big men, Pan Wu was both surprised and delighted.

I didn't expect that the few of them were so popular when they first arrived in the world, and all the hall masters came.

Leng Wufeng is also the same, feeling a little excited.

Ning Wuque turned around, ignoring the other three hall masters, and said with a smile, "You three little fellows, are you willing to join my War God Hall?"

"I do!"

Pan Wu said loudly.

Leng Wufeng next to him moved his mouth, but did not speak.

Originally, he also wanted to join the Hall of God of War, but when he saw that there were two other hall masters staring at him, he didn't dare to speak.

If he also chooses to join the God of War Hall, then the other two hall masters will return empty-handed, wouldn't they lose face?

"it is good!"

Ning Wuque glanced at Pan Wu and nodded with satisfaction.

"You come with me!"

Ning Wuque waved his sleeves, and a beam of light rolled up and disappeared.

Now that the other two hall masters have also come to the square, he was too embarrassed to take them all, so he asked for a place.

After all, the God of War is already too strong, and the remaining two talents are also very general, so Ning Wuque didn't like it.

"I would like to join the Broken Star Hall."

Leng Wufeng took a step and said suddenly.

"Very good, you will be grateful for your own choice!"

Tang Xiuwen grinned, rolled up and disappeared without wind.

The only one who didn't make a choice was Jiang Lingyue.