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Nangong Yaqing's voice turned softly, like the cry of the lark, echoing in the pavilion on the lake, making the sons intoxicated.
The reason why those people pursued Nangong Yaqing hard, one was because of her beauty and figure, and the other was that behind Nangong Yaqing was a giant such as the Temple of Eternity.
The Eternal Temple is not to be underestimated for Eternal Void, regardless of its background and strength!
If you can marry Nangong Yaqing, it is equivalent to having the shelter of the eternal temple, in this eternal void, it is enough to walk sideways.
However, Nangong Yaqing has always been deep-minded and ticulous, and has never expressed her admiration for anyone.
This high-ranking woman aroused the conquer heart of those brothers.
"Miss Yaqing, wait, let co down and have a try. This young man has accidentally found a gust of wind grass this year, and integrated it into my saint king's sword, and has been promoted to a supre artifact."
Among the crowd, a tall, extraordinary-looking young man stepped out, with a majestic sword and a confident smile on his face.
Seeing this person, Master Zhang Taoling's face couldn't help but sink.
The opponent's na is Li Wei, who belongs to Yuyao Sect of the Eternal Void. In this eternal void, Yu Yaozong is the second sect after the Eternal Temple.
I saw Li Wei's shoulders sinking down, and the whole person sprang out like an arrow from the string, and ca to the surface of the lake in the blink of an eye.
He drew out the peerless sword from his waist. Before the sword was out of its sheath, the strong wind swept through, and filled the sky, enveloping the entire courtyard, but this courtyard seed to have so special taboos, even if the wind hits. , Can not shake its foundation.
The wind in the sky beca stronger and stronger, as if it was about to swallow the sun, and the entire Changsheng Island was shaken by it.
The people around were also moved. This Li Wei's strength soon surpassed the eighth layer of the Baijia realm. Even if he fought against him, he would not lose so of the strong n who had just entered the nineth layer of the Baijia realm.
"It seems that soone is breaking the sword formation, haha, it's hitting the stone with the pebbles again."
In the elegant small hall deep in the Temple of Eternity, an old man stroked his beard with his hand, his eyes passed through several layers of void, and everything was in sight.
"Old Qin, what you said is wrong. Almost half of the eternal void geniuses gathered there. Naturally, there is no doubt about the strength. If you are to bla, you must bla the Hall Master. The difficulty is set too high."
A charming and beautiful young woman picked up a glass of wine in front of her, took a sip, and made her every move.
People with high strength can vaguely see a huge green snake form behind her.
The man living in the center is wearing a white robe, with long hair draped. Although his face is not handso, he has a sense of chicness. He is the lord of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian.
Rumor has it that his strength has reached the level of Juggernaut, and it is even rumored that he has accidentally caught a glimpse of innocence.
He pursues eternal swordsmanship, immortality, long and long, surpassing other strong n in the eternal void, ranking first in the top strong n in the void list, and staying there for a long ti.
Nangong Wentian gently drew the long sword from his waist and cut off a few leaves on the tea tree beside him.
The tea trees are about half a person tall, as if they were carved from precious jade. They are crystal clear and exude a gleaming brilliance. Each piece of tea seems to have a unique aura. It feels refreshing and natural when people stay around. .
"It's actually not difficult to crack the sword formation in this lake, as long as the sword intent is strong enough, it doesn't have much to do with one's own strength."
A faint ray of light gushed from the palm of Nangong Wentian's palm, which actually boiled the tea water, and after a while, the tea rhy fragrant, with a unique strong aura, spread throughout the entire hall.
The old man looked at the cup of tea, his eyes were almost staring out. For tens of thousands of years, he had been begging for tea from the lord, but every ti he ate a closed door.
"I have promised them the biggest reward. If I can break through this sword formation, I can get Yaqing's heart and beco the seat of my eternal temple. It depends on who has such a blessing. Let's go and follow . Go to the inner hall, the ceremony is about to begin."
Nangong Wentian and the people in this courtyard all walked towards a void black hole.
If there are people with eternal emptiness here, they will definitely recognize that these people are all big brothers, prestigious and powerful.
After a few of them left, the endless kendo brilliance poured into this place, and after a while, disappeared.
Li Wei was defeated by an epee rushing from the bottom of the lake with a force of destruction, and there was no power to parry at all.
The world, the sun, the moon and the stars drawn out by Li Wei's sword power were all shattered at this mont, and disappeared invisible. Even the billowing dark clouds in the sky were cut in half by the sword flower split from the bottom of the lake.
Nangong Yaqing just sat in the small pavilion, watching this scene, smiling, but not comnting. Of course she knows the difficulty of cracking this sword formation.
When her father brought her to the front of the formation, didn’t she think she was just a formation? It was easy. Her understanding of kendo was far above ordinary people. Unfortunately, she couldn’t break the core of the formation. Her father Nangong asked. Tian only made a four-character comnt on this.
Talent is limited.
This sentence made Nangong Yaqing very depressed at the ti, desperately practicing kendo, but was unable to break through.
Later, Nangong Qingya was relieved.
She finally figured out that with her current strength, she couldn't shake the sword formation at all.
Throughout the ages, apart from a handful of people such as the ancestor of Hongjun, who has truly reached the extre of kendo and cultivated the legendary sword intent.
Bla it on his father for being too stubborn, and he has to be an invincible genius in order to be the son-in-law of the eternal temple.
From her point of view, her father was stupid by practicing eternal kendo.
Nangong Qingya shook her head secretly, closed her beautiful eyes, calmly rested, as if she didn't care about anything.
But a mont later, she opened her eyes again and looked up into the distance. On the other side of the lake, there was a figure standing still, as if falling into a dormant state.
Strangely, the dojo of the Broken Sword Formation is clearly set up on this side, and many young talented youths gathered here, taking turns to break the formation, but the person on the opposite side ran to other places.
Is this eye-catching, or do you not know why?
The curiosity in Nangong Qingya's beautiful eyes grew stronger and stronger, even when soone was talking to her unaware.
"Miss Nangong, the third elder invites you to co over, saying that it is related to the eternal ceremony, which is very important!"
A servant of the temple bent over and said in a humble tone.
He yelled three tis before Nangong Qingya ca to her senses, nodded with an "um", and then walked off the platform, not forgetting to glance at the opposite side.
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