Chapter 793 The Lord Borrows a Sword to Kill the Immortal Lingyu [2 More]

Require?

Dare to ask Zuluo?

Really think life is not long enough?

The cultivators no longer knew what to say, and their gazes at the woman in purple changed from pity to contempt.

With such a good appearance, why is his brain so bad?

Not only is there a problem with his brain, but he is also uncommonly courageous.

No, it should not be said to be bold, it should be ignorance and arrogance.

The immortal cultivators looked at each other, thinking they had already guessed Jun Muqian's origin.

I'm afraid it's the noble daughter of some big family or sect who has been kept in a boudoir all this time, and then she came out to walk the rivers and lakes.

The ignorant have no fear, but the ignorant also don't know how to die.

Xian Lingyu's eyes moved slightly, showing a bit of deep thought.

Is this human being really stupid or just pretending?

However, judging from his performance in the Demon Realm, he is really arrogant and doesn't take anyone seriously.

Then such a move should not be intentional.

For some reason, Xian Lingyu could always sense something that made her extremely afraid from the woman in purple.

This feeling is unprecedented.

Therefore, she naturally thought that this human being should be very difficult.

But his behavior of provoking Zuluo today is really irrational.

Just like what the previous princess said, before she was sealed by the demon queen, she didn't dare to say that she could defeat Zuluo.

Zulo's fighting skills are much higher than hers, honed from the mountains of corpses and bones.

How many people have such an opportunity? How many people can reach it?

It is impossible for a human being from the Lower Five Realms to fight Zuluo.

Xian Lingyu shook her head slightly, her interest decreased a lot.

But Xian Lingyu, who is the eldest princess of the fairyland, doesn't know at all, if there is really one person in the great thousand ten realms who can compare with Zu Luo.

This person is beyond Jun Muqian.

Seven years of hunting, every battle in seven years is a life and death duel.

Every time the limit is broken, every time there is a serious injury and a coma.

There is no way out, if you don't fight, you die.

The bones were bathed in blood, and the corpses were everywhere.

No one can bear this kind of high-intensity pursuit.

Even if the nerves are relaxed, life will be lost.

But Jun Muqian could bear it, not only could she bear it, she was able to survive again and again in desperate situations.

Now, she is back.

The Great Thousand Territory is destined to be a turmoil.

"How?" Jun Muqian put down his chopsticks with a carefree expression.

Seeing the woman in purple clothed so leisurely, many immortal cultivators felt a little irritated and malicious for no reason.

They all hoped that in the next second, Zu Luo would pull out his long knife and split her head directly.

They are all so afraid that a small human being in the realm of life and death doesn't have any feelings?

However, everyone was slapped in the face again.

"Okay, you mention it." Zuluo nodded seriously, "As long as you can compete with me, you can ask for it."

Jun Mu's shallow eyes darkened, and his lips curled up into a smile: "I am actually the master of the sect. My sect has also accepted many disciples, and I taught them all."

"As long as you can defeat one of my disciples, I will fight with you. How about this request?"

The lord of the sect?

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was taken aback.

This human looks absolutely no more than twenty years old, and it is impossible for it to be an old ancestor when it reaches the immortal state.

So young, but still a sect master?

What sect?

Zu Luo was obviously also aroused curiosity: "Do you still have disciples?"

"I have many disciples." Jun Muqian's eyes turned slightly, and he floated to the second floor intentionally or unintentionally, with a slight smile, "If you can't even defeat my disciples, there is no need for me to accept your challenge. "

The teacup was spinning between the slender and jade-like fingers, and suddenly, there was only a crisp "click"!

The teacup suddenly shattered and turned into fine powder.

But unfortunately, the tea in the teacup was still fixed in the air, not even changing its shape.

"!"

Zu Luo's eyes changed, and the fighting spirit in his heart became higher and higher.

He was right, he was no ordinary person.

When he was still in the realm of life and death, he didn't have such abilities.

This purple-clothed woman's attainments in the laws of space are not weaker than him who is in the God Transformation Realm!

The surrounding cultivators also saw this scene, and their faces changed.

Could it be that this is still a master?

A few immortal cultivators at the immortal level thought that they couldn't do this. Naturally, they could crack the teacup silently, and the water in it could stay still, but the shape would not be the same.

Could it be that he hid his cultivation and dared to be so fearless?

When the immortal cultivators thought of this, they couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, they were mistaken!

But this is too low-key, they have come out to walk the rivers and lakes, and still haven't shown their true cultivation?

If you want to be a real hermit, you won't come to these big cities at all.

Jun Muqian swept his peach blossom eyes, and from the expressions on the faces of these immortal cultivators, he had already judged what they were thinking in their hearts.

She raised her eyebrows, deeply amused.

These immortal cultivators actually regarded her as a top expert?

But there is no way, she really only has the cultivation base of life and death.

Being able to fight against the Immortal Realm, using all the cards in the hole may barely be able to defeat the next stage of the Transformation Realm.

But in the mid-stage of Transforming God Realm, there is a natural moat in the cultivation base, which cannot be surpassed.

"What's the name of your sect?" Zu Luo didn't think about it at all, his eyes lit up with flames, "If you beat me, I will join your sect."

He wants to be strong, and he only follows the strong.

"Monarch Pavilion." Jun Muqian looked Zu Luo up and down, "You, barely qualified to join the cabinet."

"hiss……"

Someone gasped and was shocked again and again.

Zu Luo is barely qualified to join, so how strong is this sect called "Monarch Pavilion"?

This purple-clothed woman must have already reached the peak of the God Transformation Realm, right?

But... the immortal cultivators were a little more puzzled, why haven't they heard of the Monarch Pavilion?

If all the disciples in this sect can stand up to Zu Luo, it is not impossible to become a king on their own.

"Sister, where is the Monarch Pavilion?" Xian Jun'er had never heard of it before, "Is it a big sect from another realm?"

"Thinking too much." Xian Lingyu said lightly, "Where is there any Monarch Pavilion, she is just talking nonsense."

If others don't know, how can she not know?

She has already thoroughly investigated this human being, it is just an ascending person, and there is no ascension force behind him, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

As for Zongmen?

It's even more impossible.

Establishing a sect in the Unreal Daqian requires the emperor's approval.

Otherwise, with many forces rising one after another, how can the Emperor Palace control it?

"It's a pity..." Xian Lingyu whispered lightly, "I thought it would make me think better, but I'm still willing to degenerate."

This is the confidence to face Zuluo head-on?

What a disappointment for her.

"Monarch Pavilion." Zu Luo frowned, "I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

Um--?

Jun Muqian raised her eyes when she heard the words, and narrowed her eyes: "Have you heard of it?"

This is the power she established in the Lingxuan world, and it has finally been attributed to the Junmeng.

Zu Luo has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and before she died, Zu Luo was the first person to pay spiritual rewards.

"I've heard." Zu Luo's face was ice-cold, "Where is your disciple? I will compete with him now, and I have agreed that if I win him, you will fight with me."

Thousands of years had passed, but he hadn't been able to find an opponent to fight against.

The killing intent in his heart was also released by fighting.

It is necessary to find someone who can completely suppress him in battle and suppress his killing intent.

"Where is it..." Jun Muqian raised his voice, heading towards the second floor, "Little disciple, why don't you come down? Let him see how strong our Monarch Pavilion is today!"

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked for their reputation and also looked at the second floor.

But when he saw the plaque engraved with "Xiangong" on the private room, he was stunned.

Then... isn't that the private room exclusive to the Emperor's Palace?

Only Xiandi and his son and daughter can come here.

But what did they hear?

The disciple that the woman in purple was talking about was actually in it!

This Junzhu Pavilion is too powerful, even the highness of the Emperor Palace worships in it.

The immortal cultivators couldn't help but get excited. They will definitely be able to watch a fierce battle today, and perhaps gain experience and mood insights from it.

"Yeah, let's see."

"Your Excellency must come down, let us open our eyes."

"Hey, I can feast my eyes today..."

However, despite the noise on the first floor, the private room on the second floor was still silent.

When Jun Muqian said "little apprentice", the princesses including Xian Jun'er all showed expressions of horror.

Who is sitting here?

It's the princess of the fairyland, Xianlingyu!

Apart from the Immortal Emperor, the most honorable and prestigious person in the entire Immortal Domain.

Among the generations of Daqianshiyu, Yao is also far ahead.

Now, to be called "Little Disciple" by an unknown person?

"Big, big sister..." Xian Jun'er's voice was trembling, she almost saw a bloody storm coming.

The other three princesses didn't even dare to move.

It's over, it's over... Does this human being know what he's talking about?

Xian Lingyu's complexion suddenly darkened, and for the first time it was overcast.

She can be sure that with her cultivation, she will never be discovered by this human being.

Was it intentional or unintentional to humiliate her like this?

But whether it was unintentional or intentional, she would not give any face.

What a joke, even if she has no intention of inheriting the position of Emperor of the Immortal Domain, she just wants to wait for the Immortal Domain to settle down completely, then shed all her status and glory, and devote herself to worshiping the Buddha.

But this does not mean that anyone can humiliate her!

Xian Lingyu restrained the killing intent in her heart, she floated lightly, without even lifting her eyelids.

"..."

All the immortal cultivators called for a long time, but they couldn't answer, and they fell silent again by coincidence.

It seems... something is wrong?

If he is a disciple in the pavilion, how can he not listen to the words of the pavilion master?

It can't be fake, right?

"Little apprentice, don't hide it." However, Jun Muqian remained calm, she curled her lips into a smile, "Today, show off all the fighting skills I taught you, Pavilion Master, don't lose sight of it." Lord my face."

"..."

It was still silent, and there was no sound.

Xian Lingyu's idea is to ignore it, if she can't even bear this level of humiliation, she is not worthy of practicing Buddhism.

However, she forgot one thing.

She couldn't bear it, but Zullo couldn't help it.

For a warlike man, fighting is the most exciting thing for Zulo.

He also didn't pay attention to the disciple Jun Muqian said at all. In his eyes, few people were qualified for him to challenge.

Just waiting to defeat this disciple as soon as possible, and then we will face the real battle.

"Boom!"

Without any buffer time, Zu Luo directly picked up the long knife, slashed from top to bottom, and slashed in the direction of the private room on the second floor!

"Ugh—"

The sound of saber air piercing the space shook the eardrums.

The aura of spiritual energy swirls out, forming a series of cyclones, which then come quickly.

The air made a "sizzling" sound, and sparks were clearly visible, the next second!

"Crack!"

It was just such a simple knife that split the closed door in half.

The attack was too strong, and Xian Lingyu had no time to resist it, and only protected Xian Jun'er and the others for a while.

By the time she had enough energy, her whole body had been exposed to many eyes.

A long skirt was also torn in half by the knife energy.

No longer luxurious, but also a little embarrassed.

Xian Lingyu's face was livid, she cast her knife-like gaze at the woman in purple, her substantial gaze pierced through the air, almost freezing the space.

What a human being, she was forced to fight!

She came out in secret today, and specially suppressed her appearance. The people of Xianyu would not recognize her, so she was opportunistic.

However, what made Xian Lingyu's expression slightly tense was that the coercion she released was actually useless to him.

Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows, and smiled coquettishly: "Little apprentice, I finally came out, but let the Pavilion Master wait for me."

"Not coming soon?"

Jun Zunzhu: Dealing with you, it's that simple!