The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Qin Ping, the little prince, finally came to the site of the talent exchange competition.

It's a huge white jade square. The ground of the square is all made of white jade. Under the reflection of the sunlight, the white jade square reflects a soft and gorgeous halo, like heaven.

Every piece of white jade on the ground of this square may be enough for a year's living expenses if it is given to some ordinary farmers' families. However, the royal family actually used it to lay the ground. It's really a luxury!

On the four sides of Baiyu square, there are neat lines of soldiers holding the halberd painted by Fang Tianhua. All of them are the seven or eight layers of cultivation in the condensate atmosphere. The leader of each team is the cultivation in the atmosphere.

In the square, all the young warriors who participated in the talent exchange competition were scattered around the square according to their respective camps and talked about it.

As soon as Lin Fei Lue glanced around, he saw that all the young warriors in the other nine princes' house had arrived long ago. His group was indeed the latest.

As soon as the ten princes met, they immediately got together. Lin Fei's divine sense was clear. What the ten princes said was nothing more than mutual sarcasm. You don't agree with me and I don't agree with you. The intriguing relationship between them is obvious.

A moment later.

A white haired eunuch wandered out of the palace with light steps and said in a shrill voice.

"Princes, all the young talents participating in this talent exchange competition, please follow me to the temple to face the saint!"

No one could see how he was acting, but his voice was evenly transmitted to every celebrity in the square, and everyone could hear it clearly. Obviously, his vitality cultivation was not weak.

Immediately, all the people were brought into the palace by the white haired eunuch.

In the palace!

The huge palace, on the throne of Jinjian, is empty.

Next, divide 10 areas.

Each area, from left to right, is where the ten princes' families live.

In this talent exchange competition, every young warrior who signed up for the competition was asked to choose one of the ten princes.

The imperial family also made it clear to all that this talent exchange competition was not only a grand event for the exchange of martial arts among the country's young talents, but also a battle between the ten princes.

After entering the area where the little prince's residence is, Lin Fei can't help looking around.

Among the other princes, there are some young warriors with unique temperament, who can be seen at a glance for their super combat power.

Some people are eager to try, excited expression; some eyes are closed, as if thinking about difficult problems; some cold glance, disdain; some glare, to all the young fighters around, are angry, seems to have ten resentments and nine enemies; some are just here, behave.

Zhong Ping and song Yijian stand at the front of the team in the little prince's mansion, because they both think that they are the most powerful beings in the little prince's mansion.

Lin Fei soon noticed that in the other prince's men's square array, there were several young warriors with strong breath and strength standing at the front of the team. Some of them were powerful enough to compete with Zhong Ping and song Yijian, or even surpass them.

In the square array of the nine princes nearby, a young man is the leader, which is very eye-catching.

He is estimated to be nearly 22 or 23 years old, tall and straight, wearing a red cape, like a flame. Although he deliberately suppressed the momentum, he still exuded a real evil spirit.

On his forehead, there is a sand scorpion tattoo, vivid, ferocious, awe inspiring evil!

Impressively, the strange man felt that Lin Fei was looking at him, slightly on one side of his head, his eyes just opposite Lin Fei who was observing him!

In an instant, Lin Fei only felt that the scenes around him changed greatly! He seems to suddenly enter a vast desert! There is a scorching sun in the sky, which emits the terrible temperature of burning mountains and boiling the sea. Every grain of sand is extremely hot, surrounded by giant scorpions, boa constrictors, monsters, demons, and other creatures!

My feet start to sink! Sink down!

An indescribable horror, hold Lin Fei!

However, this feeling is extremely short, just a dozen times of a breath.

In an instant, with his powerful divine power, Lin Fei sent out five flying needles to hit the vast desert.

Boom

The desert was immediately destroyed by the bombardment, and Lin Fei's consciousness was immediately pulled back from this almost nightmare situation.

The demon man's mouth rippled with a cold smile. He looked at Lin Fei. In his eyes, they were all evil and murderous. Cruel, perverted, blasphemous, as if the beast wanted to eat people.

However, after Lin Fei quickly got away from the nightmare, the man seemed to be a little surprised. He took a deep look at Lin Fei and then turned his eyes away.Lin Fei was surprised. This guy seems to be much better than Zhong Ping! fail to show restraint!

In the procession of the eighth Prince's mansion, there was a young man in a blue shirt. He could be about 20 years old. The young man was very powerful, cold and arrogant. He was king in the world. Around his body, a stream of vitality rolled, condensed into the shape of a dragon, and made the sound of an old dragon. It seems that every genuine Qi can turn into a dragon, suppress eternity and sweep away the sun and moon. His body a little move, suddenly the wind and clouds, heaven and earth wind and thunder, dragon and tiger Xuanwu, all appear!

In the front row of the seventh Prince's house, there is a man in a yellow shirt. He is dignified and dignified. His body exudes a strong and exaggerated fragrance of medicine. Even if Lin Fei is separated from him by two teams, he can still smell the fragrance of medicine clearly. Every act and every move, a beautiful young woman, a beautiful young woman, dressed in white clothes and gentle knowledge, is holding a Wutong organ in her arms.

six, a phoenix dancing on her chin. Her breath does not seem so fierce, and every move gives her a sense of elegance. But the Warriors and her side around her occasionally fall into her body.

In the fifth Prince's house, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, his skin color is like white jade, shining and beautiful. His hands are white and slender, very good-looking, as if there is a kind of magic in circulation.

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In every prince's house, there are one or two young warriors who are very eye-catching. Because of their unique temperament, they attract people's attention.

Of course, Lin Fei knows that there must be many ordinary and low-key experts who have not attracted everyone's attention.

It seems that this time's talent exchange competition, in the territory of the Ziwei Empire, is really talented, the competition is very fierce!

Lin Fei looked at each Prince's family and found some music in his heart.

The most striking people in the little prince's house are Zhong Ping and song Yijian.

Zhong Ping's cold air was cold, and the cold came out of him. All those who stood within two feet around him had to use their energy to resist the cold. The ground where he stood had already formed layers of hard ice.

Song Yijian is dressed in black and has a green steel sword on his back. His whole body is full of breath, and his sword spirit soars to the sky. He is like a peerless sword. If he wants to kill everything, he has the bearing of a great master of Kendo at a young age.

Although he stood beside Zhong Ping, as soon as his chill approached him, he was crushed by the sharp sword Qi, and he could not get close at all.

Lin Fei and Zhu pangzi just stand in the inconspicuous part of the team, very low-key, while Wu Feifei, standing not far away from Lin Fei, looks at Lin Fei curiously from time to time, with a touch of meditation in her eyes.

At the moment, before the emperor arrived, the Dragon chair was empty. On the left side and the right side of Jinjian's throne, there was a person who seemed to have no energy fluctuation and was calm.

The one on the left is an old man in a wide robe embroidered with sun, moon, mountains and rivers. He has a kind face and a bowl of tea in his hand. On the surface of his skin, there is a holy and unattainable luster.

The one on the right is a middle-aged man in full body armor. He is dignified and majestic, with a strong skeleton.

Both of them did not emit energy fluctuations, but they gave people a feeling of heartfelt submission and worship.

"Brother Fei, the one sitting on the left side of the Dragon chair is the Prime Minister Lu we just met on the road."

Zhu pangzi saw Lin Fei looking at the two people beside the Dragon chair. He said quietly in Lin Fei's body.

Prime Minister Lu!

Lin Fei suddenly, but also, obviously only the prime minister, is qualified to sit in that position.

The prime minister is not so artificial, and his expression is plain and light, but it gives people a feeling of heartfelt submission and worship.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being a country!"

Lin Fei couldn't help but praise in his heart. This temperament alone is very rare.

"The one on the right is the general protecting the country. These two men are the right-hand men of the emperor of Ziwei empire."

Zhu pangzi continued.

"Oh, a general, a prime minister."

Lin Fei nodded. "They're all giants. They're the lifeblood of an empire."

Just then.

A shrill voice announced: "Your Majesty is here!"

At this time, a gentle atmosphere like spring breeze and rain instantly enveloped the whole palace, and the holy light made the whole palace shining spotlessly.

Rolling, overwhelming, incomparable pressure, born across the sky!

In the palace, thousands of layers of sunlight, thousands of auspicious atmosphere and colorful flowers and rain began to fall.

In the upper air of the palace area, there is a virtual shadow of a ten thousand meter dragon, a mirage and holy light.

Two teams of maids, each of 100, suddenly appeared on both sides of the palace and began to play graceful music.

For a moment, the whole palace was shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere!

The emperor has not yet formally entered the palace, the vast Royal grace and light has been revealed, in the palace, the golden beam, auspicious atmosphere, glow, colorful rain, is to enjoy splashing down.This atmosphere makes everyone in the temple surrender and worship.

Suddenly, the emperor with a Dragon Robe and a crown was surrounded by dozens of maids and eunuchs.

The pace is smooth and steady. Every step is majestic, dignified, pretentious and imperial!

This is the emperor of today's Ziwei Empire, named qinxuan emperor!

Long live the emperor

In the main hall, there was a song immediately. Everyone bent down to reason.

"Don't be so polite! I don't value such red tape. "

The emperor smile, his face is full of light flow, compassion.

But soon, the monarchy breath that erupted from his whole body converged. In addition to the shining light that was more dazzling than the stars in his eyes, he looked like an ordinary person. His whole body did not have the slightest energy fluctuation, and did not contain the slightest human fireworks.

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