Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1579

"I knew that, as an existence that has monopolized the peak list of the five domains for three years, not everyone can provoke it."

A group of people in Shengtian Tower looked at Jue Ming and talked a lot.

Xuanyuan Yao of the Xuanyuan Clan has already reached the Quasi-Saint Realm. From his battle with Jue Ming yesterday, it can be seen that his combat power can even be compared to the existence of the general Holy Realm. Unexpectedly, he still lost to Jue Ming today. .

The Five-Region Peak Ranking is the ranking of the strongest among the five star regions whose cultivation base is below the sacred realm.

"There is also the Jian Fengyun you are talking about. If he dares to come, Master Jue Ming will challenge him and beat him to the ground in a fair manner."

Behind Jue Ming, the man from the Holy Land of Seven Kills glanced around and said proudly.

"This"

There were sighs all around, but no one said anything.

Jian Fengyun once beheaded a half-sage of the Golden Crow tribe. Among the five mysterious realms, he was ranked No. 13 on the peak list of the five realms, and his cultivation was suppressed by the secret realm below the god emperor realm.

If you have to compare, no one can say the winner.

Everything that happened on the first floor of Shengtian Building was quickly spread in Shengtian Shencheng, and it was a topic with a lot of discussion.

At the end of the day, the auction of Tianshen Pavilion is about to start, and powerful people from various forces step into the auction venue with invitations.

Although the Gods and Demon Realm quotas in this auction are mainly for those forces that do not belong to the Holy League, there is no rule that the forces of the Holy League cannot participate in the auction, so this is destined to be a grand auction.

All the powerhouses from all sides went to the Tianshen Pavilion, and there were hundreds of powerhouses in the sacred realm who were rarely seen in the past.

The reason why they went, of course, was not to join in the fun, but to ensure that they could bring them back after winning the auction. After all, many people who were not members of the Holy League were not protected here, so take more defensive measures to be prepared.

Lingyan Pavilion, the top floor.

There is also a Lingyan Pavilion in Shengtianshen City, which has thirteen floors. The first twelve floors are already full, but there is only one table of guests on the thirteenth floor.

The guests at this table were seated by the window, and they paid a generous sum of crystals to reserve this place.

"The auction of Tianshen Pavilion has started, why don't you go and have a look?"

Su Xiangru sat aside, looked at Jian Fengyun, and asked.

"No, I'm not interested in selling ordinary items." Jian Fengyun picked up a piece of mutton as thin as a cicada's wing, put it into the churning red soup, rinsed it and put it in his mouth.

His face was calm and unsteady, as if the golden and green Tenshen Pavilion outside the window and the endless stream of people were not as real as the pot of red and white soup in front of him.

"Well, I'm not very interested, but I heard that Jue Ming is going to challenge you, do you want to do it?"

Su Xiangru added a vegetable leaf from the white soup, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing.

"I'm not interested, there are too many people here, and I can't kill him." Jian Fengyun took a plate of beef from the side and put it all into the red soup, moving the long pair of chopsticks to prevent the beef from sinking to the bottom Burnt.

"If it's the Jihad platform, if you voluntarily bear all the consequences in the duel, even if you kill him, the Seven Kills Holy Land won't do anything to you." Su Xiangru said after taking a sip of his wine.

Jian Fengyun hesitated for a moment, glanced at Jian Xueer who was sleeping on the wooden chair from the corner of his eyes, and said, "Let's talk."

For some unknown reason, Jian Xueer left Void God Peak and came to Shengtianshen City with him, and the already serious sleep time was prolonged a lot.

He said he was sleepy just after taking a few mouthfuls, and fell asleep beside him.

All Jian Fengyun could do was split a robe on her body, and then use divine power to dispel the chill for her from time to time.

Of course, Xue'er's situation is not the main reason why he refused to fight. The main reason is that he has only passed the sixth floor of the test of the Palace of Rebirth, and there is another floor that he needs to pass before entering the world of gods and demons, and then get familiar with the gas-swallowing power. It is a way to continue life for others.

There is not much time left for him, of course it is okay to deal with a brilliant mind, but if there are thousands of brilliant minds, and they all want to fight with him, then is it possible for him to agree to all of them?

Obviously, this is not possible.

"Young Master Jian, tomorrow is the Xinghe Martial Arts Competition, do you have any trump card to teach me a trick or two?"

Su Qinghe who was sitting beside Su Xiangru suddenly spoke.

"No."

Listening to his innocent words, Jian Fengyun shook his head and said with a smile.

Even if he has a trump card, he can't learn it overnight, just like his sword sacrificial formula, even if it is taught to Su Qinghe, his physical perception and comprehension of the law of space have not reached the standard, and he can't learn it.

"Su Qinghe, you are too stupid. How can it be rumored that it is a killer's trump card?" Su Jiuyang said with contempt without hesitation.

Among the visitors of the Taixu Temple this time was an older senior holy man who was in charge of taking more than [-] semi-sages from the Taixu Temple to the Tianshen Pavilion to participate in the auction. As for Su Xiangru, the four were left alone. Here with Jian Fengyun.

"That's right, our Qinghe is so naive." Su Xuanyue on the side also attacked.

"You guys. Hmph."

Seeing that the three people around him were criticizing him, Su Qinghe snorted unhappily.

"Hmph, why, fight us if you don't agree." Su Jiuyang took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"I have no objection." Su Xiangru grinned.

"Me too." Su Xuanyue also smiled.

Seeing the excited light in the three people's eyes, Su Qinghe pulled his face, glanced at Jian Fengyun at the side, and said aggrievedly: "Master Jian, they bully me, you have to help me."

However, as his words fell, Jian Fengyun did not respond to him at all, but glanced in the direction of the corridor beside him.

His face was serious, and there was a chill in his eyes.

"It's all here, show up." He opened his mouth directly and said.

As his words fell, footsteps came from the corridor beside him.

"Young Master Jian is so elegant, you can still eat and drink leisurely here if you owe me Youhuang Shenchao seven or eight divine cities."

As the footsteps got closer, a man's voice came out.

Near the window sill, Su Xiangru and others focused their attention suddenly. They didn't even notice that someone was approaching just now. If Jian Fengyun didn't speak suddenly, they wouldn't even know when the person came up.

"Whether I am elegant or not has nothing to do with you. If you want to do something, it may not be convenient here. If there is anything else, just speak up."

Jian Fengyun's face was calm, and the chopsticks in his hands moved again, and he fished out a few slices of beef that had just been put into the boiling red soup, and put them in his mouth.

"Master Jian, don't worry, it's not a fight. It's just a letter of war for my lord. I don't know if you dare to accept it."

(End of this chapter)