Chaos hegemony

Chapter 2137 Invitation!
In half a year, Shen Haoxuan improved not only his strength.

Now he was able to climb halfway up the mountain with the "Ju Que" on his back, without blushing or panting.

Juque is the name Shen Haoxuan gave himself to the middle of the handle.

Moreover, in order to improve the effect of practice, Shen Haoxuan had requested three months ago that the sword should not leave his body.

Even if you compete with the second and third senior brothers, forge iron and draw talismans with the fourth and fifth senior brothers, play chess with the sixth and seventh senior brothers, play the piano and sing with the eighth and ninth senior brothers, concoct alchemy and chat with the tenth senior brother, and cultivate with the eleventh senior sister. At that time, the Juque would not be put down.

Shen Haoxuan's cultivation has gradually improved.

In the outside world, it has been a month and a half since he entered the back mountain of Ziyun Temple, and the name of Mr. Twelve in the back mountain of Ziyun Temple has already resounded throughout the entire imperial domain.

The back mountain is the core of Ziyun temple, and every disciple in it is very famous in the emperor's domain, and their status is not generally high.

Shen Haoxuan, the so-called last disciple of Ziyun Guanzhu, is even more eye-catching.

Northern Territory, Great Xia Dynasty.

In the resplendent and resplendent palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a golden dragon robe and with a majestic face sat at the head. Below, dozens of civil servants and generals stood side by side.

"See Holy Lord, long live Holy Lord, long live, long live!"

In an instant, dozens of civil servants and military generals knelt down in unison, shouting loudly, and the rolling sound waves echoed continuously in the empty hall.

"Be flat!"

On the dragon chair, Xia Xun, the Holy Lord of the Great Xia Dynasty, said calmly.

Although his voice was not loud, it was like thunder, covering up the shouting below.

"Holy Master, Mr. Twelve, the Ziyun Guan Houshan Twelve who has been making a lot of noise in the Emperor's Domain recently, seems to be the warrior from the God's Domain who abolished the third prince Xia Yuan!" A minister came out and reported respectfully.

Hearing the minister's words, there were whispers in the hall.

Obviously, they have all heard of Mr. Twelve of the Purple Cloud Temple.

On the dragon chair, Xia Xun's eyes flashed a cold murderous intent, and the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, as if to freeze the space.

Shen Haoxuan, this name is a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh to Xia Xun!

Half a year ago, Shen Haoxuan abolished his most beloved third prince, Xia Yuan, and even relied on Bai Suzhen's hand to hurt his soul.

Now, Shen Haoxuan came to the Emperor's Domain alone, which simply gave him a chance to pull out this thorn in his side.

Xia Xun knew that Bai Suzhen, Shen Haoxuan's strongest backer, was still trapped in the sacred realm of the gods.

And without Bai Suzhen as a backer, Xia Xun wanted to kill him much easier.

"Shen Haoxuan has joined Ziyun Temple, it is not so easy to kill him!" In the main hall, the prime minister of the Great Xia Dynasty said in a deep voice.

The back mountain of the Ziyun Temple is also a very important force for the emperor, at least not weaker than the Great Xia Dynasty, especially the master of the Ziyun Temple, but a powerful formation with a godhead, even if it is Xia Even if Xun makes a move, he may not be able to beat him!

"Who said we have to kill him?" Xia Xun snorted coldly, with a sinister smile on his lips.

"Mr. Twelve in the back mountain of Ziyun Temple, compared with countless warriors, you want to challenge. After all, who wouldn't want to win the title of a disciple in the back mountain of Ziyun Temple?"

"He, Shen Haoxuan, seemed to be at the level of Immortal Emperor when he entered Houshan. If someone can defeat him, he can take his place. Who in the Eastern Region doesn't want to become a disciple of Houshan?"

Listening to Xia Xun's words, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the ministers in the palace.

"Holy Master means..." the prime minister asked.

"Using the hands of warriors from the Eastern Region to kill Shen Haoxuan, it has nothing to do with our Great Xia Dynasty. Even if Shen Haoxuan dies, the master of Ziyun Temple can only swallow the bitter fruit!" Xia Xun said with a faint smile.

"But in the Eastern Territory, who would dare to kill the disciples of Ziyun Guan Houshan?" Everyone was puzzled.

The status of Ziyun Temple in the Eastern Region is like that of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Northern Region. Who would dare to kill the disciples of Ziyun Temple.

"Sacred Land of Shaking Light!" Xia Xun said coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The Holy Lord of the Shaking Light Holy Land has innumerable ties with Shen Haoxuan, and his killing intent towards Shen Haoxuan must not be much weaker than Xia Xun.

The most suitable candidate is naturally the person from the Holy Land of Shaking Light!
"Come here, find a young lady from a noble family, and go get married to the Yaoguang Holy Land. In this name, invite the great talents of the Eastern Region, as well as Shen Haoxuan, Mr. Twelve of the Back Mountain!"

"In addition, in the Eastern Territory, install a Tianjiao who is above the level of the Eighth Layer Immortal Emperor of our Great Xia Dynasty, and challenge Shen Haoxuan. If you go there, you must bring his head back!" Xia Xun ordered coldly.

Hearing Xia Xun's words, the prime minister nodded and started to do it immediately.

After retreating, Xia Xun sat on the dragon chair, looked towards the direction of the Eastern Territory, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had already seen the scene where Shen Haoxuan's head fell to the ground!

……

In the eastern region, Ziyun looks at the back mountain.

Shen Haoxuan is holding the giant que, which used to be difficult for him to memorize, but now in his hands, he can swing it at will like an arm.

On the opposite side, facing Ju Que, Yu Lian was forced to take two steps back. Annoyed and angry, she punched out. The power from her tiny arm didn't know where it came from, and directly sent Shen Haoxuan flying, hitting a nearby On the stone wall, it fell heavily to the ground.

"No more beatings, no more beatings!" Shen Haoxuan threw himself on the ground and admitted defeat.

It's been half a year, and I have never won a fight with the third senior sister, and I can't bear the strength of a punch every time.

Shen Haoxuan was suspicious, what exactly did the third senior sister do, she looked like a fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, but her strength was terrifying, it was really strange!
But the good thing is that from the very beginning when he was on the verge of death with one punch, now he can walk into the medicine pond by himself with one punch, which is already a great improvement!

On the top of the mountain, Ye Yun and Jun respectively stood behind the temple master, looking towards the medicine pond.

"Teacher, the progress of the junior brother is amazing, he is really a genius in cultivation!" Ye Yun said very gratified.

"His perseverance is also the strongest I have ever seen!" A person who is so proud of Jun Bieli even praised Shen Haoxuan!
The temple master slightly startled his head, and suddenly asked: "How long has your little brother been practicing here?"

"More than half a year, one and a half months based on outside time!" Ye Yun replied respectfully.

"It's been a month and a half, it's time to go out for a walk!" the temple master said softly.

Ye Yun and Jun partedly looked at each other with some doubts.

Before they could ask any questions, Zi Qianning came running from a distance, holding an invitation card in his hand.

"Teacher, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, the Holy Land of the Light sent an invitation to invite the junior brother to attend the wedding banquet of the Lord of the Light!" Zi Qianning obediently handed the invitation to Ye Yun.

At this time, Ye Yun and Jun Bieli realized that the temple master meant to go for a walk...

(End of this chapter)