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Chapter 1273 Crisis in the Holy Land of Flame

"Second Elder, I think what you said is right! Jun Yan is obsessed with swordsmanship, and he has achieved today's results after years of hard work. Compared with Huang Wudao back then, I don't know how much better he is. The past, but too bad character is destined not to become a great weapon."

"Come on, respect the youngest saint-level powerhouse in our Holy Land! Jun Yan, this Northland will be your world after all. As long as you continue to maintain it, and our entire Holy Land will support you, sooner or later you will give that old bastard, the God Lord, to you!" Bring down his horse and end his overlord's reign."

An elder deacon took advantage of the strength of alcohol to slap the God Lord for the first time.

Their Yanyao Holy Land seems to be a first-class sect with infinite glory, but with the bully tiger of the Sword God Kingdom pressing on it, they have suffered so much humiliation over the years.

Especially after Zhao Wushuang made a big fuss in the Sword God Kingdom, some people in the Sword God Kingdom even transferred their anger to the people in their Yanyao Holy Land.

In recent years, several elders in Yanyao Holy Land died accidentally while they were out on missions, and several disciples with good strength also died for no reason before they grew up. All of these have the shadow of Sword God Kingdom.

Even Xing Junyan was assassinated before, but in the end he killed the opponent with his own strength.

People in Yanyao Holy Land now hate Sword God Kingdom to the bone.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this on the big day, let's drink and celebrate."

The Great Elder raised his wine glass and said: "Now the Taixu Holy Land has been reduced to a second-rate force, the origin of the Ten Thousand Poison Holy Land has been seriously injured, the holy son of the Extreme Yin Holy Land has been abolished, the holy girl is missing, and the guys who oppressed our Yanyao Holy Land before are gone now. A few have a good end, we can drink as much as we want, and thank them well haha."

"Yes! They are getting worse and worse, but we are getting better and better. Sooner or later, we will kill their sect and kill all those guys."

"Actually, I have to thank Zhao Wushuang for all of this. If he hadn't done us a big favor before he left, I'm afraid we wouldn't have the opportunity we have now." An elder sighed.

At the mention of this name, the lively banquet instantly became much quieter.

Fanzhan Sheng's expression was slightly stiff, but he quickly returned to normal, concentrating on drinking, Xing Junyan beside him was thoughtful, but the one with the most changed expression was the saint Fan Qingxian.

Those who know the past more or less know that the Holy Maiden was interested in Zhao Wushuang.

It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. Even if there is love, Zhao Wushuang is like a fleeting brilliant firework. He can only leave a deep and colorful stroke in Beilu, and then flee away.

Xing Junyan put down the wine glass in his hand. He is now the supernova of the entire Hokuriku, the future hope of Yanyao Holy Land, but what no one knows is that what has been urging him to move forward on the road of cultivation is trying to match Zhao Wushuang Determination.

"If he's still here, I'm afraid I won't be the youngest saint ever in Yanyao Holy Land." Xing Junyan didn't shy away from this topic, but spoke highly of Zhao Wushuang.

He has witnessed Zhao Wushuang's monster-like terrifying cultivation speed and ruthless methods. If Zhao Wushuang is still there, he will never doubt Zhao Wushuang's current level of strength.

"He should still be there, but he doesn't know where he went." Saintess Fan Qingxian said.

Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, the other elders in the audience immediately smoothed things over: "Zhao Wushuang may be practicing somewhere in the Shenwu Continent now, or he may have died in battle. In any case, his affairs have nothing to do with us. Come and drink , to celebrate Jun Yan's successful entry into the Second Heaven of Saints."

Everyone continued to drink as if nothing had happened, but the thorn seemed to be stuck in the tip of their heart and could not be pulled out.

Brahma Zhansheng felt regretful in his heart. Zhao Wushuang was the most talented and talented disciple he had ever seen, but it was a pity that he strayed into the magic way and couldn't turn back. He was destined to be different from them.

Brahma Zhansheng picked up the wine glass and was about to drink, but suddenly stopped, his eyes became sharper, he stared straight at a certain direction outside the hall, and said in a deep voice:
"Since you're here, come out and meet, there's no need to hide."

Many elders and disciples in the hall were shocked. They put down their wine glasses and picked up the weapons at the side, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The two doors opened without wind, as if a ghost hand was slowly pushing it open, which looked extremely frightening, and suddenly a head popped out from above, with silver hair falling down.

Immediately afterwards, a creepy and strange laughter spread into the hall.

"Hehehehe... Brahma Zhansheng, you old man still has the face to drink here. Today next year will be the death day of you and the entire Yanyao Holy Land! Today's glass of wine should be drunk for you at this time next year Bar."

Crash.

Those sitting in the hall drinking are all masters of Yanyao Holy Land, and there are not a few semi-holy powerhouses among them.

Immediately, an elder of the semi-holy rank shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? You dare to come to our Yanyao Holy Land to act wildly, I think you are impatient."

All the saint-level powerhouses in the Yanyao Holy Land are gathered here. Unless the opponent is out of his mind or has confidence in his own strength, he dares to come here to challenge.

Obviously the possibility of the former is very small.

When the people outside poked their heads in, the people in the hall faintly realized that things were not simple.

That person was the Wandu Patriarch who had been in seclusion for a long time and hadn't gone out.

Since the last battle, Patriarch Wandu's confidence has been hit hard, his will has been depressed all day long, and it is said that his strength has also become stagnant.

But why did they appear here today? A bad premonition came to everyone's minds.

Brahma Zhan Sheng slapped the palm of the table, and immediately two windows opened automatically, revealing the crowds of people outside, all of them lying silently on the roof or at the foot of the mountain, holding sharp sharp knives.

Brahma Zhansheng was both shocked and angry. What surprised him was why these people could sneak into the sect quietly?What made him angry was that the Kingdom of Sword God actually dared to do something.

"How did you get in?" The First Elder and Second Elder of Yanyao Holy Land jumped onto the window sill and swept across.Those men in black who rushed over were shocked by the air machine and were all blown away.

The majestic aura of Brahma Zhan Sheng, the aura of the peak of the saint's triple heaven faintly swept the entire hall.

Since the last incident, Brahma Zhansheng's strength has also grown rapidly, and he has broken through from the Second Heaven to the peak of the Third Heaven within six years. This progress is not unpleasant.

So now among the eight holy places, Yanyao Holy Land is faintly the strongest existence.

There are also many elders and disciples from the periphery who heard the news, and they have not noticed how the other party came in.

"Wan Du, it is absolutely impossible for you to break through the protective array of Yanyao Holy Land and enter it. Tell me, who brought you in?" Brahma Zhan Sheng asked expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)