The young man who walked out of the hall had black hair like waterfalls, a pair of eyes that were like a blue sky, an impeccably handsome face, a arrogant and arrogant temperament, with a faint smile in his eyes, looking at the Quartet, Gives a strong sense of oppression.

Even the elders of some sects in the Purple Palace Realm felt a trace of deep fear under the eyes of this young man.

"I have seen the First Prince!"

"Meet the First Prince!"

After being shocked, the disciples and elders of many forces stood up at the same time and clasped their fists in salute. The rituals performed by the people of the four major clans are even more shrouded.

This young man is Qin Yu, the eldest prince of the current royal family, Fei Yu, the eighth son of the eighth son. The other young masters were not there, and none of the younger generation could hold him down, and they would all be overshadowed in front of him.

As soon as it appeared, it became the absolute protagonist of the banquet, enjoying the honor of the attention of the Quartet.

"It's so strong... It's clear that I haven't broken through the Purple Palace Realm yet, but it gives the impression that it is much stronger than the people in the early Purple Palace Realm."

"Don't mention it, this Qin Yu did have a record of beheading the Zifujing, and he only used less than ten moves."

"The royal family background is vividly displayed in him, and he has a huge advantage over other young masters."

After the birth of the Purple Palace, facing the warriors of the Xuanwu realm will have the advantage of being crushed. The gap between the Purple Palace Realm and the Profound Martial Realm is several times larger than the gap, and being able to kill the masters of the Purple Palace Realm with the Xuanwu Realm is a little trembling.

Ordinary princes, elders of the four major sects, would not be so respectful at all. But this Qin Yu, but people dare not look down on it, and the etiquette is also indispensable.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, noticing that after the appearance of the eldest prince, Xin Yan and Xin Jue both looked a little wrong, as if they were enduring something.

"Don't be too polite, everyone, please take your seats."

The calm words make people feel an undeniable sense of oppression, and the majesty contained in his body is undoubtedly evident when he raises his hands and feet.

"Today is my sister's birthday. I haven't had a birthday banquet for five years. It's rare for you to be so admiring. I feel that this princess' mansion is really full of brilliance."

There was a playful smile on Qin Yu's face. His words seemed to be fine, but his tone felt strange.

Lin Yun was thoughtful, this Qin Yu was afraid that there was some disagreement with Princess Fenghua, and there was a sneer in his words.

It's right to think about it, a princess holds a birthday banquet every year, and invites leaders from various sects to participate. Even an annual traditional event has been formed. I am afraid that it is not as simple as a birthday party, and it also means to expand its influence.

As a contender for the throne, the eldest prince cannot guarantee that he will not have any resentment in his heart.

He didn't hold a birthday party for five years, and he suddenly appeared here, I'm afraid he also wanted to find out the truth of his sister, and by the way, to deter him?

Seeing the awe on the faces of Sifang Zongmen, Qin Yu was quite satisfied. In five years, his prestige had already reached the top of the Qin Empire, and no one could compete with him.

Let's take a casual look at this birthday banquet, which leaders from each sect are worth attracting.

"The banquet officially begins, and the sister-in-law will be here soon."

Qin Yu smiled and stepped back quietly.

Not long after, the door of the hall opened again, and a beautiful figure walked out.

It seemed that there was an invisible force, and everyone's eyes fell on the woman.

The person who came was dressed in a long white dress, with a graceful figure, jade hands, white as snow, skin as creamy, and jade bones and ice muscles. It's a pity that when everyone turned their eyes away from those hands reluctantly and moved to their faces, they all showed disappointment.

As in the rumors, the veil covered half of Princess Fenghua's face, revealing only a pair of thrilling eyes.

Behind him, there are two more people on the left and the right. On the left is the young master of Xuan Tianzong, and on the right is a lazy gray-clothed old man.

"I haven't seen you for five years. Thank you all for participating in this princess' birthday banquet. I am very grateful."

Princess Fenghua bent down slightly, and after she was seated, the banquet officially began.

After the three rounds of drinking, a singing and dancing performance begins, the qin and chorus are singing in unison, the drums are enthusiastic, and the flute is incessant. In cooperation, the dancers performing in the field are now in a lively atmosphere.

The dancers all have good cultivation, with gentle postures and smart dance steps. Accompanied by the music, the colorful silk and satin sometimes turned into waves, ups and downs, and sometimes swirls in the air, just like flying colors, which is dazzling and breathtaking.

The artists raised by the Princess Mansion are naturally extraordinary, and the projects they perform are more exciting than each other.

But the disciples of the various sects held their breaths and concentrated their minds. As they got to the end, their hearts gradually calmed down.

Everyone knows in their hearts that these performances in front of them are flashy, but they are just appetizers. The real highlight is the finale's reserved show, where the disciples of each sect compete with each other.

Some people have already figured out who they will challenge to make themselves famous.

Wen Yanbo of the Hunyuan Sect picked up the wine glass and toasted Luo Feng from a distance, with a smile on his face, showing a little grimness.

Xin Jue glanced at it and said lightly, "The reserved program is about to start soon."

Luo Feng sighed and said, "Later, be careful, don't be careless."

Several people looked solemn, nodded, and Xinyan suddenly said: "Little junior brother, it seems that a lot of people are trying to give you an idea... Then Cao Jie from Qintian Academy, Yue Qing from Shence Camp, Zuo Yun from Hunyuan Sect, Bai Yu of the Xuantian Sect, even Si Xueyi glanced at you intentionally or unintentionally."

Lin Yun said calmly, "It's okay."

Compared to Lin Yun's calmness, Elder Luo Feng felt a little anxious in his heart. Shicai, Liu Yue's remarks made all the sects sneer, saying that there was no one in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and even a sword slave was brought over.

Right now, many sects have set their sights on High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and he knows exactly what they are planning.

The situation is very unfavorable for High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

Originally, there was still some expectation for Lin Yun, but he practiced the Shuiyue swordsmanship, but fortunately, he also had a dragon and tiger fist. Even if you lose, I'm afraid it won't be ugly.

Thinking of this, Elder Luo Feng sighed again, this time Princess Fenghua's birthday banquet was still somewhat under-prepared.

At noon, the bright sun was in the sky, falling on the white jade-like Qiongtai Palace, shining with golden light.

Princess Fenghua, who was the chief, put down the glass and said softly, "The reserved program of the birthday banquet has always been a grand gathering for mutual exchanges and learning. It has not been held for five years. I am afraid that everyone has been looking forward to this banquet for a long time."

"finally reached!"

"What I've been waiting for is this moment. In the past, every year at the princess birthday banquet, new monsters were born and became famous in one fell swoop. I don't know who this year is."

"If there are winners, there will be losers. I don't know who this year's winner is, but High Heaven Sword Pavilion has already lost half of it."

"Hey, who would have thought that the leader of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion would actually be a sword slave? I don't even look at what occasion this is, and even brought a sword slave to participate. wrong."

"Let's talk less, this High Heaven Sword Pavilion is a big sect after all, you and I can't afford it."

The Quartet remembered many voices, and in anticipation, there were also many discordant voices.

Princess Fenghua's eyes swept away, and the four sides became quiet, and said softly: "Even if you are discussing, remember to stop until you reach it, and don't intentionally hurt people. In addition, don't use treasures. That's all, let's start."

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, a figure jumped out of the Primordial Sect. It was the young man in purple who wanted to fight against Senior Sister Xinyan.

His eyes swept away, and he looked in the direction of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and said with a smile: "Chen Yan in the lower Primordial Sect, I don't know Xinyan of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, but dare to fight me."

here we go....

Hunyuanmen was really impatient, and at the beginning, they were the first to use the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

"To deal with you, you don't need Senior Sister to take action."

rub!

A figure flew up, but it was Tang Tong, a disciple of the Jiange Pavilion, and Xin Yan was one of the four masters in the third sequence. It was naturally impossible, so she could be challenged casually. Tang Tong and Ding Yan were here to share the pressure on her.

Disappointment flashed in Chen Yan's eyes, but he wasn't too surprised. He sneered, "Xinyan doesn't dare to go up, did you send you to be cannon fodder?"

"Better than me first."

The other party was so arrogant that Tang Tong's face flashed with anger, and he snorted coldly.

"Within the time, I will defeat you!"

With a confident look in Chen Yan's eyes, he laughed softly.

Tang Tong's face stiffened, and he said solemnly, "I want to see how you can defeat me within ten moves?"

rub!

As soon as the words fell, Tang Tong drew his sword out of the sheath, and the Shuiyue sword force quietly unfolded, instantly killing the opponent. His Shuiyue swordsmanship has already been completed, and it will not be suddenly strong or weak. At first glance, the sword is quite fierce.

A sword stabs out, the real essence is agitated, and the cold sword light is filled with cold light.

Chen Yan laughed without saying a word, his bones suddenly exploded, the power of the ancient dragon elephant permeated, and a terrifying might erupted, the momentum suddenly climbed, and a punch was thrown.

Bang!

The holy sound sounded like a thunder on the ground, making people's eardrums tremble slightly. Before the sword was close to Chen Yan, it was crushed by the fist light, and there were faint ripples in the air, like water waves dissipating.

"not good!"

Elder Luo Feng saw this scene, and secretly said in his heart that he was going to suffer. This Chen Yan's Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art is so terrifying, a punch slams, and there is a holy sound, at least he has reached the third level.

"Hey, take me another punch!"

In the wild shouts, in the eyes of everyone's surprise, Chen Yan ignored Tang Tong's re-condensed swordsmanship. Like a savage beast, it slammed violently, and the fist shot up, directly hitting the tip of the sword.

Clang!

Suddenly, a metal-like collision sounded, and Tang Tong was shocked, and the long sword in his hand almost flew out.

It's too fierce... The opponent's boxing technique has almost completely defeated his Shuiyue swordsmanship. The strength of one body, when the opponent relies on the physical strength and keeps approaching, even 50% of them can't show it.

"Come again."

Chen Yan grinned, and the power of the dragon elephant that permeated his body was like a purple light, like a substance.

Bang bang bang!

The fist light exploded, Chen Yan kept bullying close, and the terrifying fleshly body carried the turbulent sword light, and only suffered a little skin trauma.

Lin Yun felt a little helpless in his heart, knowing that Senior Brother Tang Tong was defeated, it was only a matter of time.

I'm afraid, it's not even ten more tricks.

If he can grasp the true meaning of the Shuiyue swordsmanship, overcome the rigidity with softness, and can break through the opponent's tortoise shell-like defense in silence.

It's a pity...the good swordsmanship was completely distracted by his practice.

Pfft!

After eight moves, he bullied Chen Yan, who was in front of him, and punched Tang Tong's chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.

After landing, his face turned pale, and he was holding a long sword, just about to fight again.

Princess Fenghua, who was in the chief position, said lightly: "You have already lost, and you won't change anything after the battle."

"Tang Tong, come back."

Elder Luo Feng's face looked a little ugly. Not only did he lose, but he lost so quickly. Princess Fenghua's remarks made him feel a little ashamed. The meaning of her words was clearly to continue the war, and it was just self-inflicted humiliation.

"The ten moves have not been used, the Shuiyue swordsmanship is not good, and the High Heaven Sword Pavilion is known as the first swordsman in the Qin Empire. I think it is a false name." Chen Yan raised his brows and shouted coldly: "Blood Rose Xinyan, don't you stop Take action, and I will pretend that there is really no one in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion!"