swallow dragon

"Brother Zi."

"Hehe, Brother Shi is here too, please take a seat."

"Brother Zi, are you all right? Is Lord Zixiang alright?"

Many young people greeted Zi Jing with flattering smiles, but Lin Yi was ignored by everyone, who thought he was his follower.

Of course, there are still quite a few disciples from great families here, some of them just nodded slightly, and some of them showed sneer and hostility, obviously not interested in Bauhinia.

"Did brother Zi come from the imperial capital?"

"Well, after receiving the invitation letter from His Highness the Ninth Prince, I rushed here without stopping. Fortunately, I was not late." Zi Jing seemed very easy-going and had a good relationship with many people.

Lin Yi smiled slightly. Undoubtedly, this is a long-sleeved and good at dancing, a young handsome man who is very good at winning people's hearts, and his cultivation is as high as the third level of the Xuanhai period. It is naturally nothing to look at the younger generation of the Southern Region, but he can also be called a young master in the Yuhua Dynasty.

In addition to Zi Jing, he also found a few pretty good powerhouses. Of course they can't be compared with Yan Wushuang and Ye Zonglin, but they are also better than ordinary Tianjiao.

"I don't know why the Ninth Highness invited us here? I heard that the Ninth Highness wants to marry someone. I don't know if it's true or not?" someone asked.

"Maybe it's true, I've heard this rumor before."

"Brother Zi, your Zi family has always been on good terms with the royal family. I wonder if it is true that His Highness the Ninth Prince wants to marry someone? Could it be that she wants to choose a husband-in-law from among us?"

Many people immediately showed concern.

Lin Yi smiled lightly. From the expressions of these people, it was not difficult to see that Ye Canglan was a beautiful woman, otherwise she would not have attracted so many people.

"Hehe, how can you speculate about the royal affairs? I'd better wait for His Highness the Ninth Prince to come out, and ask her to talk about it in person." Zi Jing was impeccable, and her words never overstepped.

"Have you heard? After returning from the Longevity Realm, those young supreme beings have retreated, and they have all disappeared in the past six months."

"Well, I've heard it a long time ago. Even Jin Hu and Lei Fan are in retreat, and they are trying their best to attack the Divine Origin Realm. The two of them are really terrifying."

Immediately, someone took pleasure in his misfortune and said, "I heard that the robbery body of the golden sword cave will fight the golden tiger in 30 years, isn't it just asking for death?"

A young man with a high profile and a high status sneered: "Do you really think that the robbery is very powerful? It's just a false appearance, and what is the young supreme of the Southern Region, if I make a move, I can kill a group of people .”

"Brother Hua, if he goes out to make a living, he will naturally gain a great reputation. Hua Shuai's cultivation is as high as the sky, and Brother Hua already has the cultivation base of the third level of Xuanhai stage at a young age. Given time, he will be able to laugh proudly." Someone laughed and flattered.

Zi Jing smiled, noncommittal.

Lin Yi suddenly realized that this was the son of Marshal Huajun of the Yuhua Dynasty, no wonder he was so arrogant.

"This is Hua Feihu, Hua Shuai's only son," Zi Jing explained to Lin Yi in a low voice.

boom!

At this time, a ferocious aura came from a distance, and an extremely strong figure came step by step, with cold and cold eyes.

Lin Yi showed a slight smile. The person who walked step by step was rather interesting. He was born with evil spirits in the fifth heaven of the Xuanhai stage, and he was a good master.

"Zi Jing, you killed my cousin. You knew I would come today, but you still dare to show up?" The majestic man walked in, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and an extremely cold breath permeated the air, causing many people's expressions to change suddenly. .

"It's Wanyan Zhanxiong, he really got out of the customs, this time it's bad, before Zijing killed his cousin in the imperial capital."

"Shut up, Zijing's situation is not good. Wanyan Zhanxiong is a well-known battle madman. Recently, his cultivation base has increased again, reaching the fifth level of the Xuanhai stage."

"It seems that Zijing will inevitably be beaten severely." Many people sighed secretly.

Wanyan Zhanxiong didn't dare to kill Zijing. After all, Zijing's father was still the first prime minister of the Shen Dynasty, a high-ranking and powerful minister in charge of the cabinet.

Although the Wanyan family is a king with a different surname, they do not want to completely offend the Zi family.

But the younger generation would generally not interfere with the fight between the two big families. If Wanyan Zhanxiong beat Zi Jing severely, the Zi family would be displeased, but they would not say anything.

"Your cousin committed a lot of crimes in the imperial capital because of your backing. The imperial guards dare not arrest him, so I will discipline him for you." Zi Jing said calmly with her usual expression.

Wanyan Zhanxiong sneered: "Since you know it's my cousin, you still dare to kill me. I will take off your arm today."

"Hey, brother Zi is too undeserved, at least I have to give brother Wanyan some face." Hua Feihu said eccentrically, gloating at others' misfortune.

Lin Yi sat at the side indifferently, silent.

Zi Jing got up abruptly, her expression still indifferent, and asked calmly: "Do you want to attack me?"

"It's up to each other according to their ability. The day you killed my cousin, you should have thought that I would make a move. Removing one of your arms is considered to be a face to Master Zi."

Zi Jing smiled, exuding a soft yet tenacious aura, he looked at Wanyan Zhanxiong quietly: "If you want to fight, I will accompany you."

There was a two-level difference in cultivation base, and Zi Jing was not very good at fighting, Lin Yi shook his head secretly, stood up with a smile, and patted Zi Jing's shoulder with one hand.

"Brother Bai, don't worry." Zi Jing smiled slightly, signaling Lin Yi not to worry.

"Well, who are you? Do you also want to intervene in the duel between Brother Wanyan and Brother Zi? Go away and watch the show." Hua Feihu shouted in an arrogant voice, displeased.

brush!

Lin Yi disappeared from the spot, moved sideways to Hua Feihu's side, slapped him down, endless divine power flowed from his fingertips, and his whole hand seemed to turn golden.

Snapped!

Under everyone's stunned eyes, Hua Feihu was struck horizontally a hundred feet away, his whole body's skeleton was about to fall apart, his whole body was soaked in blood, and his body was almost cracked.

"Who the hell is this?" Everyone was stunned, even Zi Jing glanced at Lin Yi incredulously, his eyes flickering.

The audience was in an uproar, and their eyes were fixed on Lin Yi.

Who the hell is this? He is so powerful that he can hit Hua Feihu seriously and nearly die with just one slap. To these young people, it is like a fairy tale, like a dream.

Zi Jing showed a strange look, and then smiled, he thought Bai Yi was extraordinary before, so he didn't miss him.

Wanyan Zhanxiong's expression changed drastically. He was the person with the highest cultivation level at the scene, and he could feel the horror of Lin Yi's palm, which was as heavy as a mountain. If it hit him...

"Who are you? Do you want to intervene in the dispute between the Wanyan family and the Zi family?" Wanyan Zhanxiong didn't have the confidence to fight Lin Yi, so he moved the Wanyan family out.

As long as they are from the Yuhua Dynasty, who has never heard of the Wanyan family, this is a king with a different surname from the God Dynasty, with great power and enormous influence.

"I'm just brother Zijing's friend. I don't want my friend to be hurt. If you leave now, I won't take action. If you don't leave, I'll kill you." Lin Yi smiled, his tone was very calm, but what he said was very scary , so that the complexion of a group of people changed again and again.