God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 943 fuck him
Roar!
The tiger king, the holy beast in the cage, hit the iron cage, causing the patterns on the iron cage to shine with layers of light patterns.

Ye Xuan just glanced at it, and knew that the formation pattern on the iron cage was written by the formation master, which completely sealed a holy beast in the iron cage, and added the formation pattern of domesticating monsters.

The formation method of Tianyong City is also very famous in the mainland of Kyushu. The Zheng family was born in Tianyong City, and the formation pattern on the iron cage should come from the formation master of Tianyong City.

Obviously the Zheng family wanted to domesticate this wild holy beast into a spirit beast.

For the Martial Dao family, it is too difficult to raise a holy beast. It is easier to catch a holy beast and domesticate it.

Of course, it is very difficult to tame a holy beast, and it may not be successful after ten years.

Now the tiger king in this cage is still crashing into the iron cage. Obviously, he has not been locked in for a long time, so he should be newly caught.

Ye Xuan beckoned to a night owl guard, and asked with his ear, "Do you have any information about the holy beast captured by the Zheng family?"

Ye Xiao's secret guard reported: "Three months ago, the Zheng family, together with the disciples of Tianyong City and the garrison of Longxiang City, captured it in the Panlong Mountains. According to the information obtained, it was a tiger that was breaking through the level of a holy beast. Wang. The Zheng family took advantage of the weak period of breaking through the ranks. After catching it, they sealed it in the cage with a formation, so no hidden guards saw the Tiger King inside. The news came from the disciples of Tianyong City and Longxiang I heard it from the city garrison."

After Ye Xuan listened to the report, he waved his hand to make the night owl dark guard back down, but when he heard the roar from the cage, he always felt a little strange.

Zheng Kexiao came up and said provocatively: "I heard that you, Lei Ying, killed a quasi-sacred beast in Longyuan State, but I don't know if it's true or not. It just so happens that my family has a holy beast, do you dare to fight it?"

"Holy Beast Fighting, isn't this a bit loud?" Ye Xuan knew that Thunderball's current combat power was capable of fighting the Holy Beast head-on, but if he wanted to decide the outcome, he might have to fight a catastrophe.

"Just say, dare to fight!" Zheng Kexiao said arrogantly.

Roar!
The roar of the holy beast Tiger King came from the iron cage, Qin Wanwan trembled, reached out to touch the feathers of Leiqiu, and whispered in Ye Xuan's ear: "Thunderball is so cute, how can it fight with that kind of wild monster? Don't promise him."

Zheng Kexiao turned his head and glared at Qin Wanwan, and snorted, "Qin Wanwan, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Qin Wanwan stared, without showing any sign of weakness, and said loudly, "Zheng Kexiao, your skin is itchy, right? Believe it or not, I beat you so badly."

Qin Wanwan is the great-granddaughter who pleases Qin Tai'a the most in the mansion of the general, and her cultivation level is higher than that of her cousins, so she is at the level of a female overlord in the imperial capital, and she is also a beautiful female overlord. Mr. Wang and grandson were a little apprehensive when he saw it, mainly because it was double humiliating to be beaten up by a woman.

Zheng Kexiao stretched out a finger, put it upright in front of Ye Xuan, and said provocatively: "Didn't you say that your Thunder Eagle is very powerful? Fight me if you have the guts!"

Shen Siming saw that there was a conflict here, and as today's proprietor, he hurried over to smooth things over and said, "Both of you, don't hurt your friendship."

After separating the two, he turned to Zheng Kexiao and said, "Brother Zheng, in the spirit beast competition I held today, I really didn't think about having a holy beast fight. This level is too high, why not let it go."

Zheng Kexiao immediately yelled: "Forget it? This surname Ye took a holy beast-level spirit beast to fight with my poisonous sable. Why didn't you stop it then? Now pour it out and fart!"

"It's my fault for not paying attention, okay? Let's forget about it today." Shen Siming wanted to make the two parties reconcile.

After pushing Zheng Kexiao away, he turned to Ye Xuan and said in a low voice: "Brother Ye, give me some face, let's forget about it today. Don't make a big fuss, it will make everyone look bad."

Qin Wanwan grabbed Ye Xuan's sleeve and walked out: "Cousin, let's go, ignore this Zheng."

Xiao Qizhi, the young master of the holy and mighty Wuhou Mansion, has been watching from the side. Seeing that the holy beast fight is going to fail, he is a little upset, so he suddenly takes out a bright silver long spear, makes two circles in his hand, and inserts it into the prize box. on the stage.

"How about this. I'll give you a lottery, and whoever wins the gun will get it."

Everyone turned their heads to look, seeing that it was a holy-level high-grade treasure, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Saint-level high-grade treasures are considered high-level treasures outside, but today in this arena are all princes and nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so naturally no one would care about a holy-level high-grade treasure.

A disciple of the general sneered and said: "I said, young master, you are too stingy. Who would fight for such a small thing with a high-grade holy treasure as a lottery?"

Most of the people present felt so.

Ye Xuan has stored thousands of treasures like this in the Sword God's treasury, so he has no interest at all.

However, Xiao Qizhi showed a confident expression on his face, as if he believed that this holy silver gun must be attractive.

Ye Xuan suddenly felt that something was wrong with Qin Wanwan beside him, and when he turned around, he saw her staring at the silver gun with misty eyes.

No matter how you say it, Qin Wanwan is still a cousin, and she is also Qin Tai'a's most beloved great-granddaughter. Judging by her current appearance, something must have happened and she cannot be ignored.

Ye Xuan moved closer and asked, "What happened?"

Qin Wanwan sobbed and asked in a low voice, "Cousin, can we fight this time?"

Ye Xuan frowned, and asked, "Tell me what's going on first."

Qin Wanwan pointed at the bright silver spear and said, "That's my father's gun..."

Ye Xuan had roughly heard about Qin Wanwan's life experience before, her parents were gone, and she grew up beside Qin Tai'a.

Although she is very much loved by Qin Tai'a, her background is actually quite pitiful.

Regarding the matter of her parents, it is sad to know without thinking about it. Ye Xuan didn't go into it before, but he roughly knew that this uncle was once the grandson of Qin Tai'a who had high hopes, but died in Longyuan Prefecture ten years ago.

After all, the Divine General's Mansion was the number one general in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the talented children were basically sent to the Longyuan Army for training, and only the untalented children were kept in the Imperial Capital.

In war, casualties are inevitable.

Looking at Qin Wanwan's reaction now, this bright silver spear should belong to her father. As for why it fell into the hands of the Holy Marquis Wu, I don't know.

Qin Wanwan's father used to be a well-known general's son, so it's impossible for him to be a general in the Longyuan Army.

Naturally, Zheng Kexiao had heard of it. When he saw Qin Wanwan's appearance, he knew that the matter had succeeded, and immediately smiled triumphantly, "I've got all the prize money out, so I'm asking you if you dare to fight."

Lei Qiu spread its wings and patted Qin Wanwan on the back with a comforting look.

Qin Wanwan turned her head to look at Lei Qiu's naive appearance, sniffled and said, "Forget it, don't let Lei Qiu take risks."

Ye Xuan showed a warm smile, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her: "Since it is uncle's relic, I will naturally take it back. Don't worry."

(End of this chapter)