The years of being Long Aotian's fiancee

As the only daughter of Lingyun Sword Sect, Yan Zhuxin is also the only heir of the future Sword Sect. Her appearance has both the gentle silhouette of a woman and her tough facial features. She is not only superb in strength but also extraordinary in bearing. She is an irreplaceable sword system in the hearts of sword cultivators. goddess,

Although in the dead of night, they had fantasized about getting Yan Meiren's mercy, but all the sword cultivators acquiesced that she would follow the Tao in this life and would not be tempted

That's fine, I can't get it, and neither can anyone else, let them hold Yan Zhuxin on the tip of their hearts and become a bright moon without touching the mortal world. There is no man in this world who can be worthy of a beautiful face.

As the young master of the Sword Sect, she seldom appeared in front of the public. Only grand ceremonies like the Dan Hui could feast the eyes of the sword cultivators, but on such a joyous day, they collectively broke their defenses.

Yan Zhuxin, who never looked down on ordinary people, actually smiled at a man? !

Because that shallow smile is so rare, the male cultivators who pretend to be affectionate all thought it was aimed at themselves...

Finally, the cruel reality dealt them a heavy blow

It's that boy again...it's him again! ! !

He was the one who provoked the audience to grab Goddess Yaoling on the Flower Road, that Shuzi! !

The male cultivators were so angry that they almost vomited blood. The violent men drew their swords on the spot and wanted to jump into the arena to cut down their imaginary love rivals. However, since the young man was a disciple participating in the meeting, the elders in charge immediately cleaned up a group of people who wanted to fight. monks go out,

Moreover, in order to protect the audience from the damage of the monk's sword energy inside, the proving ground has a large formation that can block the attack of Jindanqi. The youngsters who are very close to the defensive formation know that they can enter in a moment, and they have no time to stop them.

The angry black-eyed male cultivators could only grit their teeth and watched the young Zixiao jump and run in to pick the bright moon in their hearts.

Yan Meiren even stretched her eyebrows, looking softly at the purple figure running towards her.

At that moment, the men in the auditorium wailed... Some people covered their eyes in despair, some slammed the wall hard, and Qipa cried bitterly, as if his wife had been robbed and he couldn't do anything about it.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, the nimble little deer passed by Yan Zhuxin, and jumped into the arms of an unattractive kid behind him. He didn't even turn his head to look at the female cultivator who was about to catch him.

Let everyone lose.

The sword cultivators who were about to spray dirty stared blankly at their goddess who was equally dull, and their extremely complicated emotions beat them dumbfounded like waves.

That's called, that's great, my goddess, my Mingyue was not abducted by the little boy, she is still ours, isn't that little boy crazy? How dare he neglect my Mingyue like this, he doesn't know that my goddess is held up by thousands of people Palm? How dare he make her sad with such a love-hate relationship.

The audience was silent, and together with Yan Zhuxin, they looked at the two "Qingqing, me, brother and brother Gong" little white faces behind them,

Yan Meiren listened to the conversation behind him with a chapped expression. The extremely beautiful young man hugged the tall young man's neck and said, "Brother~ I just saw that you are good at paddling, and you are passive and sabotage! Aren't you afraid that the dean will find out about you?"

And the person suspected of being the young brother was skillfully carrying his brother's ass, and replied in a neutral tone: "He dare not."

Yan Zhu was in a trance,

Not at her, but at him;

Not to her, but to him.

There is one thing to say, Yan Meiren's mentality is a bit broken.

"Xin'er, Xin'er! What's wrong with you?!" A familiar voice came from far away, and Yan Zhuxin suddenly woke up. She came back to her senses and found that she had returned to the fairy mountain, standing beside her father in a daze.

Yan Hao frowned and said, "But what happened?" A daughter who grew up under the guidance of a dignified father rarely lost her mind when talking with her elders, and there must be something distracting her.

Yan Zhuxin didn't dare to hide it, but she couldn't tell her father that she was in a daze because of a young man, so she could only ask back: "Father, who is that man sitting over there?" the indifferent man in the robe,

Speaking of this, she actually wanted to know the delicate young man next to the tall young man.

Of course, Yan Hao didn't know what was on his daughter's mind. He glanced intently and said in a deep voice, "Ziyinpao should be Zixiao's elder..."

Then he turned his head and asked Xiao Huang who was on the opposite side: "Old Xiao, is that kid your Zixiao's?"

The dean nodded and didn't say much, Yan Zhuxin successfully diverted his father's attention and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Xin'er, I'm going to win the title of Jindan No.1 tonight, I believe in you!" The father and daughter whispered by the seat, while Yingying in the distance was also struggling to pinch Brother Zheng's shoulder , cheer up: "Brother Zheng, Yan Zhuxin is a strong opponent tonight, the ranking is not important, you must not get hurt!"

With a smile on the corner of Han Zheng's mouth, he calmly enjoyed the service of the little beauty.With his current strength, he can play in the Nascent Soul group without any problems, but Dan will have strict level restrictions, otherwise he really wants to fight four Nascent Souls.

It takes some effort to fight someone at the stage of transformation, and there is no guarantee that there will be no injuries... If his current strength meets that of the stage of transformation in Han Linggu, he is [-]% sure that he will be left in the sea of ​​blood.

Xia Ying saw that brother Zheng was resting with his eyes closed, so he pressed the man's shoulders with more force... Unfortunately, the effect was minimal, the tendons on the male protagonist's body were too hard, he couldn't pinch them, the key was the lazy pig Lying on his shoulders hinders his performance,

The annoyed little beauty punched Gan Ling down with her fist, completely ignoring the glaring and reprimanding from the system, and casually thinking when will she be able to develop muscles like Brother Zheng?

But it seems that I want to train my body. I am too tired to train my body, so let's forget it.

As the quaint bell rang, the noisy audience voluntarily silenced, listening to the elders of Danzong read the five practitioners of the first Longfeng Terrace:

"Dan Qingwen of Hunyuan Pill Sect, Yan Zhuxin of Lingyun Sword Sect, Lin Yuyu and Zhao Hanzheng of Zixiao College, and Sanxiu Yunting will compete for the title of Human Realm Golden Elixir No.1!"

"Oh oh oh" everyone cheered at the same time, cheering for these young monks who are less than [-] years old. No matter whether they win or lose, as long as these five don't die early, they will definitely become the strongest fighting force of the new generation in the mainland. Future Yan Hao and Xiao Huang! !

The five of them also stood up and prepared to enter the arena, Yingying took out the red sandalwood from the spirit ring and handed it to the man, and held the killing knife for Brother Zheng just as they had just agreed,

The extremely heavy black epee in the hands of others was as light as chopsticks in his own hand, and Yingying had never really used it before. At this moment, he caressed it curiously, his thin white fingers slid across the blade, with a secret charm and beauty .

Just as Han Zheng was admiring the well-behaved little beauty, a female voice disturbed his interest,

"Zhao Hanzheng, it's you," the future suzerain of Lingyun Sword Sect said awkwardly, "The one next to you is..." Yan Zhuxin, who was born in a noble family, obviously never bothered about striking up conversations with others, so his poor social language made him feel uncomfortable. Xia Ying looked awkwardly at the side, as if she saw her real self in her.

Han Zheng smiled, but only Yingying, who really knew the hero, knew that he was a little upset.

"Is there something wrong? Young Master." Han Zheng's smile seemed quite sincere. Yan Zhuxin inherited the lack of heart from Jianxiu's lineage. He didn't see the man's displeasure at all. Invite your younger brother to visit Jianzong."

As if he didn't hear it, Han Zheng held the red sandalwood sword flower in his hand, nodded to the little beauty, and walked towards Longfeng Terrace.

Yan Zhuxin immediately understood the attitude of the young elder Zi Xiao, she didn't feel frustrated, but just thought indifferently in her heart,

It's enough to defeat Zhao Hanzheng later, only the strong are eligible to refuse.

Then she also mentioned her natal sword Shuanghua and followed, even the wind from the corner of her clothes was full of determination to win.

Feeling confused, Yingying wondered why Yan Zhuxin invited her suddenly?I don't seem to know her well...

With a bitter face, he moved his head and was too lazy to think. Yingying picked up the pig who was still sulking on the ground as if nothing happened, and walked to the seat for watching the battle at a close distance.

"Welcome, come here quickly!" Yao Ling reserved Xia Ying in advance, the front row seat is not so plentiful~

Xia Ying sat next to the girl and lay sprawled on the seat. He has a small frame, so he won't fall off even if he doesn't sit well.

"Really, as out of shape as a boy." Yao Ling pinched Lao Youtiao's ear, hugged his arm and looked at the five players on the field together.

Yingying, who has long since lost her worldly desires, hugs Yaoling as she pleases, anyway, it is impossible for him to have feelings for girls anymore, so let's be happy sisters.

On the court, Dan Qingwen and Yan Zhuxin of Danzong naturally stood in the front, Sanxiu cautiously kept away from them, and Han Zheng stood behind the macho Lin Yuyu, seemingly not interested in this kind of showy introduction ceremony.

He gently squeezed the hilt of the red sandalwood sword, and the familiar warmth poured into his palm from the sword body continuously. The caster of the red sandalwood core, so there is no obstacle to use it.

Tonight, by the way, I will unlock the advanced usage of red sandalwood for the little beauty.

After the elders finished introducing the five people amidst the shouts of mountains and tsunami, let them stand around the outer circle of Longfeng Terrace, and wait for the immortal to announce the start of the competition.

This round is an extremely rough elimination system. Five people go up together, whoever can stay on the stage at the end will be the king.

The belligerence in Lin Yuyu's bones was completely aroused, and his eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight against the strong. When he was in Zixiao, he became Su Tian's first disciple by fighting. Even Xiao Huang asked for advice... Although he was He's beaten all over his head, but what he wants to fight the most now is the frail-looking Dan Zun and the female swordsman,

It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, he has to play well.

Yan Zhuxin has absolute confidence in her own strength. Originally, she ignored these four opponents, but now in order to bring that young boy to Jianzong, she has to subdue Zhao Hanzheng.

Dan Qingwen of Danzong knows that his strength is not strong, but in the situation of Danzong's home court, he will survive to the second place.

The five people with their own ghosts looked around, only to hear Yan Hao announce loudly:

"Everyone, let's start!!"

I saw five people flying up,

"boom!!!!"

The loud armor-breaking sound made people's ears go numb, and the only casual cultivator was sent flying into the air. He watched in despair as the four Jindanqi waved sword energy at him in unison, and the gorgeous spiritual energy sprayed towards him at the raging waterfall. , the defensive shield he condensed with all his strength instantly shattered like paper,

"Pfft..." Yun Ting fell to the outside in embarrassment, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he tremblingly raised his hands to accuse: "You...you don't talk about martial arts..."

The remaining four people landed on the stage as steadily as immortals, and drew sword flowers neatly,

Lin Yuyu couldn't help grinning at Yunting, he swore they really didn't discuss it in advance.

Yun Ting saw the strong man's smile as if he had been hit again, and he gasped and passed out.