Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

The whole scene seemed to freeze, and everyone around stared at the strange scene in front of them.

The round faced young man is slightly bent with his fist down. Yun fan lies on the ground with blood on his mouth and a long sword in his hand pointing to each other's heart.

If Yunfan doesn't make a sound just now and the round faced youth's fist falls, the long sword will pass through each other's heart.

Fight with injury!

In everyone's opinion, Yunfan used his body to bear the true Qi attack of the round faced youth in exchange for a chance to die with a sword.

The previous escape is paralyzing the other party and making the other party despise.

Although they seem to have a great difference in their realm, it's like fighting to the death. Often a small mistake can kill their lives.

"Girl, if I let go, he won't kill me?"

Yunfan opened his mouth and showed a nervous look on his face. It's like if you take the sword away, the other party will kill him.

"Don't worry, the disciples entering the holy palace are not so unbearable. Master Chu, remember to help me drink three glasses of wine!" Shan Yu AoFang smiled.

The Madman of Chu looked at Yun fan coldly and said coldly, "don't worry, I won't break my promise for three glasses of wine. What are you doing? Isn't it embarrassing enough? Let's go!"

Seeing the people who entered the holy palace leave, Yunfan just wanted to come forward and ask. Shan Yu AoFang smiled and said, "let's go to the palace, too."

Then he looked at Yun fan and sighed, "Hey, why don't you want to join our star palace? If you like, we'd better go together now."

Yunfan's footsteps are full of bitterness.

It was obvious that he wanted to leave him, but he couldn't find any reason to follow.

The other party gave him a chance before. He gave it up himself. Now if you are willing, it is to hit yourself in the face.

It seems that we can only wait until we enter the palace to find a chance to ask.

Thinking of this, Yunfan couldn't help looking at Jiang Nan. But he saw the other side shocked and said, "brother fan, you ran away... Your speed is really great. No wonder you said you ran out of the hands of the Lord of the Yang Temple."

In fact, Jiang Nan never believed that Yunfan could run far from Yang lie's men, but now he has seen it.

Although the strength is not very good, but the speed is still average, it is really not easy to catch up with the immortal.

"Brother Jiang, do you want to go to the palace together?" Yunfan smiled without paying attention to each other's words.

"Of course, go!"

Jiang Nan nodded, and then they hurried to the palace. According to the calculation of time, the absolute majority of people are afraid that this time has arrived.

The Tang Dynasty won't delay the banquet because of who. If you go late, you can't even find a place.

As soon as I entered the palace, I saw many palace maids busy, carrying wine and vegetables towards a palace.

They walked directly into the palace and saw a sea of people inside. It looks like a palace, but it is actually a small space with rich aura.

There are at least ten thousand people here, but they are all dignitaries. Generally, the disciples of the sect are not qualified to come in.

According to the truth, even Yun fan can't come in, but before entering the palace, the guard didn't ask much.

The banquet has begun. Long tables have been put together into a huge rectangle. Everyone's table is full of wine and vegetables. In the throne, Tang Wenlei is dressed in a Dragon Robe and a crown.

The air was filled with the smell of wine, and all kinds of discussions were heard. The scene was very lively.

On both sides of the throne are the entrance palace, the astrological palace, xuantianzong and Xingyuan chamber of Commerce, followed by the patriarchs and elders of some large doors.

Shan Yu AoFang winked playfully at Yunfan. Yunfan could only pretend not to see and sat near the entrance with Jiang Nan.

During this period, palace maids danced and played, but few people really watched. The surrounding words are all gossip, not a nutritious word.

Yunfan frowned slightly. In his opinion, such a party is a waste of time.

Standing up, as soon as he wanted to leave, Shan Yu AoFang's voice came from his ear: "Your Majesty, I'll drink to you!"

"OK!" Tang Wenlei looked up and poured a glass of wine into his mouth. "I would also like to propose a toast to the palace master Shan Yu. Congratulations to the palace master Shan Yu on taking over the Xingxiang palace," he said with a smile

"Thank you, your majesty, but I can't drink enough. Let the Lord of Chu drink this cup for me!" Shan Yu AoFang said with a smile.

Many people turned their heads and looked at the Madman of Chu with a curious face.

The relationship between entering the holy palace and Xingxiang palace is not very good. It's not impossible to let others drink, but it won't be a Madman of Chu.

Just when everyone thought that Shan Yu AoFang would ask for nothing, the Madman of Chu drank it up. Looking at the crowd confused.

Only a few people here knew about things outside the imperial city. A moment later, someone whispered in Tang Wenlei's ear. Tang Wenlei looked at Yun fan in surprise.

At a glance, Tang Wenlei took back his eyes. Obviously, the messenger also thought that Yunfan was lucky and didn't pay more attention.

"I'm really glad that you can come. Either the patriarch of the sect or the elders of the sect are here. Naturally, your vision and insight are extraordinary.

I would also like to take this opportunity to learn from you. I hope you will give me some advice. "

Tang Wenlei suddenly got up and made everyone quiet one by one.

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, if you say such words, even the patriarch like the Madman of Chu should give some face.

"Don't know your majesty how to teach?" Chu crazy humanity.

"Naturally, my strength can't be compared with brother Chu. I don't need it personally. I'm asking you to teach me a martial art!"

Tang Wenlei stretched out his hand and took out a memory crystal. A large picture was displayed in front of everyone.

Above was an old man with a big knife. He cut horizontally in the face of countless blood demons around him.

The knife awn turned into a half moon arc and flew out, and the surrounding blood demons were destroyed at the touch of it, as if this knife could cut the world, which could not be resisted by practitioners.

The people were shocked, and their eyes showed madness.

"This should be Heaven level martial arts! The blood demons killed seem to be second and third class blood demons. It's too strong!"

"I didn't expect your majesty to share heaven level martial arts. No one can compare it!"

"Don't miss the opportunity. Don't come again. Seize the time to understand. Don't mention understanding. Even if it's only one or two percent, there are few enemies in immortal territory."

The crowd shouted, and Bi Xuan suddenly said, "Your Majesty, this should be Heaven level martial arts, but it's a pity that there is no supporting method of luck."

Any martial arts skill needs a supporting method of luck, or it has no appearance and can't give full play to its real power.

Generally, when cultivating martial arts, practitioners first cultivate the method of luck, and then cultivate moves. If the two can be combined, it can be regarded as a small success.

Although this is a heaven level martial art, it has no method of luck. It's just itching.