Chapter 386: Pavilion Lord

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Chapter 386

A low voice lingered in the space, everyone's eyes looked at Chu Xingyun.

Lei Yuanguang's eyes flashed with a fine awn, striding across, and immediately fell before Chu Xingyun. He glanced up and down, and then nodded and said: "It's a person with auroral sword intent, and it really is unmatched."

"Little fellow, are you willing to worship under my door and become my closed disciple?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden uproar.

Wanjian Pavilion, a total of 18 sword masters,

Every sword master, cultivation practice has reached the state of yin and yang, and the world is very powerful.

A person with a fifth-level sword will be eligible to become a master disciple of the sword, but they are only qualified and must pass many tests before they can formally get started.

Chu Xingyun had just condensed his sword intentions, and had not stepped into the Wanjian Pavilion half a step yet. At this moment, Lei Yuanguang came on his own initiative, and as soon as he spoke, he would just accept him as an apprentice, without any test.

The crowd looked at Chu Xingyun and could no longer describe it with jealousy, as if they and Chu Xingyun were not people of the same world, and the gap was really too great.

Chu Xingyun's eyes were dull, and he hadn't had time to speak. The void in front of him made a roaring sound again.

A cold light flashed over, and the person was a middle-aged blue man with cold facial features and cold breath. A long ancient sword was hung on the back. The sword was not sheathed, but anyone could feel the cold ice. Jianyi.

Seeing this man, Qin Qiumo's face trembled and said, "Su Lengliu, why are you here too?"

"Su Lengliu, this person is the Lengliu Sword Master!"

The crowd was startled again, and another sword master arrived.

Su Lengliu didn't pay attention to Qin Qiumo. His eyes were cold. He crossed Lei Yuanguang and fell directly on Chu Xingyun. He slowly spit out a word: "Your talent is good, I would like to accept you as a disciple."

Oops!

The crowd's heart jumped and looked at each other. They all saw the bitter smile in the other's eyes. The cold-streamed sword master suddenly came here, also for Chu Xingyun, and also wanted to accept him as a disciple.

Lei Yuanguang's expression changed slightly. He turned his head, and before he had time to speak, the void was trembling again.

Under the astonishing eyes of the crowd, a bright white light glanced over, and in the white light, a fascinating shadow of beauty appeared.

The comer is a middle-aged beautiful woman.

She has a deep profile, narrow and long beautiful eyes, and slightly angular lips. The natural charm is scattered, and the faint smile contains a dignified atmosphere, noble and euphemistic.

Her figure was light, and she slowly fell between Lei Yuanguang and Su Lengliu, laughing softly: "This son has the aurora sword meaning, and I happen to specialize in the sword of light, he worships under my door, Fang is the right choice. "

"Tang Yunhuan, you are indeed specializing in the sword of light, but your cultivation behavior is far less than me. Therefore, I, with the sword of lightning, can fully excavate Luo Yun's talent." Lei Yuanguang shouted loudly, his whole body All of them spread with thunder and hot temperament.

"Your strength is not as good as mine, and immediately let go." Su Lengliu's voice was extremely short, but it was tough.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was still full of jealousy.

This woman named Tang Yunhuan is the master of Yun Huanjian in Wan Jian Pavilion.

The three sword masters came here almost at the same time and began to compete, all of whom had to accept Chu Xingyun as a disciple.

"This kid has just condensed his sword intentions and attracted three sword masters. In the future, if I want to deal with him, I am afraid it will not be so easy." Chang Mingyang's expression is cold and cold. It's not comfortable.

This feeling is extremely weird, and he can't even figure out his own mind, as if Chu Xingyun is his life and death enemies, he wants to kill it to vent his hatred.

"Such talented people, which round will get you to compete!"

At this moment, the Void shuddered even more fiercely, and five dazzling streamers accompanied the voice quickly.

After the five glory dissipated, five middle-aged men appeared in the crowd's field of vision. Each of them was filled with the power of the heaven and earth, and the sword gas rose into the sky, making the atmosphere of the space solidified.

"Five more people!" The often-known eyes shudder, these five people are all sword masters of Wanjian Pavilion!

You know, there are only 18 sword masters in Wanjian Pavilion.

Not all of these eighteen sword masters are in Wanjian Pavilion. On weekdays, almost all of them are retreating and practicing. It is extremely difficult to see one person.

But at this moment, there are eleven people here.

What makes the common name uncomfortable is that eight out of eleven people all came for Chu Xingyun and wanted to take Chu Xingyun as an apprentice.

In this way, Chang Xingyun will have to think twice about Chu Xingyun in the future!

"You guys, can't get out of the way on weekdays, and now you see a good seedling, they all rushed out." Lei Yuanguang snorted, his face darker and more cold, said coldly: "It seems that today except for World War I , There is no other way. "

As the language fell, the expressions of the other seven sword masters slightly condensed, and when they looked at each other's eyes, they all swelled with a mighty fighting intention.

"Yuanguang Sword Master's words are pertinent."

At this moment, the void continued to tremble, and a slightly soft voice came.

The crowd was already a little strange, and their eyes glanced casually at the sound source. The next moment, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold robe walking slowly.

His appearance is very ordinary, and there is no Lingtian sword in his body. His pace is very light and slow, but every step can cross the hundred feet of void and the air is misty. It seems to blend into this world.

At the moment when the man's voice came, the faces of the eleven sword masters all changed. They dropped their heads one after another, bowed to salute immediately, and chanted: "I have seen the cabinet master!"

Patriarch?

Hearing this high-pitched voice, the crowd only felt a roar in their minds.

The comer is not the sword master, but the pavilion master, the master of the Wanjian pavilion, Brahma no robbery!

With a faint smile on Fan Wujie's face, he glanced at the eleven sword masters and said with a little surprise: "Unexpectedly, you would gather here before Zongmen Dabi, this kind of scene Rare. "

Hearing these words, the eleven sword masters' bodies shook, and Chang Chixiao forcibly pulled out a smile, and said: "Master Pavilion, you suddenly went out of the gate, is it possible to cultivate and improve again?"

Fan Wuwu shook his head and sighed: "The realm of Nirvana is broad and profound. Even if it crosses a realm, it will take more than ten years of hard work. How can it be so easy to break through?"

"I went out this time mainly because of the pillar of heavenly light just now ..."

Saying that, Fan Wujie's eyes fell on Chu Xingyun.

He opened his palm slightly and said in a very gentle tone: "Luo Yun, your talent is very good, I wonder, are you willing to worship under my door?"