The Legend of the Demon Sword Emperor
Not Satisfied, Let's Fight

    After several days of sleep, his strength finally increased by leaps and bounds.

    And today was the Xing family's martial arts training day. Although it was only the ninth level of the martial arts realm, Xing Yun believed that the power of his eruption was comparable to that of a martial arts realm.

    After a while, I found a first-rate high-level monster, and without saying a word, the heavy blade took out a sky attack and slashed!

    Laugh!😁

    The blade light shone like thunder in the clear sky. After the blade light passed, the monster was covered in blood and fell to the ground dead!

    A layer of black fire was entangled within the beast monster, and Xing Yun formed a seal to absorb it after a while.

    Hum!

    Black flames entered the body, and the next moment when the veins trembled, a powerful force burst forth!

    The main lineage of grade 3!

    However, before Xing Yun was happy, suddenly the magical heart let out a puff, and Xing Yun's consciousness was instantly sucked into it.

    Looking at the magical coffin, Xing Yun did not have time to notice when another black light shot into his head.

    After a while, Xing Yun grinned, and his eyes were full of light, "Finally, there is a great martial art!"

    ...

    The great Xing family had been lit up everywhere since this morning, even though martial arts conferences were held every three months, but This was the time to show the strength of the family, and it was because Xinghe, who was far away from the Mad Sword Sect as a disciple, had come back strongly! Underestimating the younger generation in the entire Donghua City!

    The No 4 martial field of the Xing family was the largest martial field At present, there were nine arenas at the center for the younger generation to practice.

    There were many people around the arena, people coming and going, quite crowded. Other than the Xing family, there were other small families in the city and others from all walks of life.

    "The Lin family is here!" A high voice came out, causing the large field of martial arts to become silent.

    I saw a smiling middle-aged man walking slowly with a man and a woman.

    That woman was Lin Rou, still wearing a blue dress, she looked graceful and glamorous, like a lotus flower blooming in the snow-covered mountains, she said, which can only be seen from afar and cannot be stained.

    The man was very handsome, tall and straight, well proportioned, holding a paper fan and trembling lightly, handsome and outstanding.

    On the high platform at the forefront of the martial arts field, Xing Tianfeng walked slowly with Xing Tianyun and a few others, and bowed to the middle-aged man, "Patriarch Lin came very early."

    "It's natural, it's said that the former genius talent Xing Yun has recovered, come and see as soon as possible." Lin Hong chuckled and looked around for a week, "I don't know where the little nephew is?"

    "I'm still training, I'm not back yet."

    Xing Tianfeng chuckled and glanced at Lin Rou's side. Young man, "This is Wei Dong, the genius from the outer sect of the Mad Sword Sect, right?"

    Wei Dong nodded at Xing Tianfeng.

    Xing Tianfeng also did not feel ashamed, and gestured to Lin Hong, "Let's sit down first."

    Lin Hong nodded and agreed to lead Lin Rou's people slowly onto the high platform.

    Although the three Donghuacheng families were enemies, they were often friends, as there were no eternal friends, of which there were only eternal interests.

    Looking at Lin Hong who was leaving, Xing Tianfeng frowned. He was more anxious about Xing Yun than anyone else, but Xing Yun had no news at the moment, and there was no point in being anxious.

    “Could the experience die outside?” Xing Tianshan smiled playfully, glanced at Xing Tianhe, smiled at each other, and left with Xing Tianyun, directly leaving Xing Tianfeng to the side.

    “Huh! My son will never be in vain!” Xing Tianfeng gave a cold snort.

    “Brother, you really came.” A light laugh came from the courtyard within the Xing family.

    Wei Dong and Lin Rou turned to look at it at the same time, only to see Xing He walking out in a plush black shirt, with a faint smile on his face with a clear water chestnut, which was very bright, and he could not help but exude a sense of dignity.

...

    Lin Rou looked at Wei Dong with a timid face, which made many people envious, jealous, and hateful.

    “Thank you, brother.” Xing He cupped his hands and smiled, looking out of the city, sneering inside.

    Xing Qian had returned three days ago, but the news was shocking, she never expected that Xing Yu would be promoted so soon. At the same time, because the Xing family had a rule not to kill their own people by accident, Xinghe immediately wrote to Weidong and came to help.

    After comparing the martial arts of the Xing family themselves, they could also fight with those from other families, Wei Donglai was the one who killed Xing Yun !

    Time passed quietly for an hour, and all the families in the city who could be named had basically arrived.Finally, with the arrival of the Xing Family Elders, the, the martial arts conference officially began.

    The elder of the older group was named Xing Hai, and his strength had reached the ninth level of the Martial Pattern Realm. He was the most powerful warrior in the Xing family except for Xing Tianfeng. Except for family matters, it basically doesn't show up on weekdays.

    This time with the elders, it was due to the arrival of the people from the Mad Sword Sect.

    After Xing Tianfeng finished speaking, all of the Xing family disciples used the lottery to compete. If they lost, they would retreat, and if they won, they would continue to fight until the real Xing family was chosen.

    Many people understood that Xinghe was the first. They were just foil, but they still had to put in a lot of effort. If they did not perform well, they would not be able to obtain sufficient cultivation resources in the future.

    As soon as the first round of the lottery was over, and 18 people entered the ring to fight, the audience cheered from time to time, and the scene was very lively.

    When the first round ended, the second round continued with a draw, but at this time, several accidents occurred.

    Xing Liu, who was dressed in white, held a bamboo stick in his hand, and sneered, "Patriark, the great genius of Xing Yun, is out to fight."

    Xing Tianfeng's face was slightly ugly, and Xing Liu said this at this moment in time, clearly looking for shame.

    For a while, due to the mention of Xing Yun's name, most of the audience looked at Xing Tianfeng. After all, Xing Yun's former name was too famous, and everyone in Donghua City knew about it.

    “Patriark, isn't that stage fright?”

    Xing Liu smiled playfully, “Yes, it used to be a genius, but now that he has just recovered, a tier six martial art? It's kind of embarrassing. Although it is said that our great genius Xing Yun has long since lost his so-called face."

    "Haha!" So

    these words came out, the spectators were laughing out loud.

    Xing Tianfeng glanced coldly at Xing Tianshan where the old god was beside him.Without his father's instructions, Xing Tianfeng would not believe that Xing Liu would be so arrogant and embarrassed.

    “Liu brother, because Xing Yun cannot admit it, why should you slap him in the face, this round considers you as the one who advances.” Xing She

    standing with his hands behind his back and chuckling, turned to look at Xing Tianfeng and Xing Hai, "Patriarch, Great Elder, what do you think?"

    Xing Tianfeng's face was full of fury, and there was a faint sound of a chair clicking beside him with both hands.

    He wanted to argue back, but could not do anything about it, because he was the head of the family, and there were so many people around at the moment, right now, and he had to take into account the face and dignity of the Xing family.

    Taking a deep breath, Xing Tianfeng almost agreed, but a light laugh slowly came from a distance.

    “I, Xing Yun, when did I say acknowledge counseling?”

When the voice fell, Xing Yun walked slowly in a careless suit. Even though he looked like a beggar, his bright eyes were as cold as cold stars!

    Xing Tianfeng was suddenly overjoyed, and he knew that Xing Yun would be fine!

    Xing Tianyun and the others by the side looked grim, but it was Xing Hai who looked at Xing Yun deeply.

    "Where is that beggar from! Imitating our great genius Xing Yun, come here, drive him out, and beat him to death!" Xing Liu's eyes sneered and scolded.

    He naturally recognized Xing Yun at a glance, and he said this deliberately belittling and mocking Xing Yun.

    "I'm saying that the generals who lost, who gave you the confidence to make you so arrogant? Not satisfied? Come and fight!"