Dragon Sword Emperor

Chapter 330 Are You Deserving of an Invitation Letter? (one more)
As soon as Ling Tian said this, Han Yueying was also slightly surprised, although she didn't know why the An family's palace recruited a large number of elites into the palace.

It is said to recruit elites, if he is favored by the royal family, he might be able to become the son-in-law of the royal family. How can ordinary people resist this kind of temptation.Money, status and beauties are enough to attract experts from all directions to An's Palace.

Han Yueying looked at Ling Tian with deep black eyes. He didn't seem to be lying. If it was false, it would prove that the news Ling Tian knew was wrong.

However, this is not impossible. With such a large force in the An's Palace, it is normal to want to expand its power even more.

Although An's Palace has a prominent position in the entire Central Continent, no one dares to oppose it.

But there are other continents, where there are other powerful forces, and there are forces that are not weaker than An's Palace, so if An's Palace wants to improve its background, the Excalibur may be the best choice.

If one really wanted to recruit talents and choose a husband for one's adopted daughter, then character and appearance were definitely essential, and it would take a genius of the younger generation to be worthy of the title of son-in-law of An's Palace.

But this time there are no age and influence restrictions, that is to say, anyone with strength will have the opportunity to go to the tower of Prince An's Mansion,
The greater the power, the greater the ambition of a person. Perhaps it is true as Ling Tian said, it is true to recruit elites this time and find the son-in-law of the palace.

It's just that this is not the main purpose, the ultimate purpose is the Excalibur!
Hearing the word "excalibur" really moved Han Yueying's heart.

This kind of fetish transformed from heaven and earth spirit stones that have absorbed the spirit energy of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years can be said to have the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Han Yueying also looked for the divine sword before, but there was no trace of it. After all, this kind of thing existed between heaven and earth for a long time, and no one knew where it was.

Or the people who found it had already died under the terrifying power of the spirit stone, and they couldn't take it away and use it for themselves.

In the past, Han Yueying never pursued the legendary sword too much, and felt that she could definitely reach the emperor's realm by relying on her own strength.

But now, after practicing the Ancient Sword Devouring Art, Han Yueying really wanted to find a divine sword to try.Can this almost crazy cultivation method, the spiritual skill of devouring the divine sword, really become the strongest spiritual skill!

"However, that's what I've heard, and it's not accurate. Brother Yueying, don't take it too seriously." Ling Tian said.

"But if it's true, is Brother Yueying very interested in that divine sword?" Before Han Yueying could speak, Ling Tian asked again.

Han Yueying smiled and said: "I don't think there is anyone in the endless continent who is not interested in this kind of thing. Could it be that brother Ling Tian doesn't care?"

Ling Tian laughed, his cheeks wrapped in gauze moved his lips and said, "I'm also a layman, so I'm naturally interested. But I'm very self-aware. I don't fight for things that don't belong to me." But if it is Brother Yueying, he is qualified to own the Excalibur."

"Brother Ling Tian is humble. Since you said that we have the same looks and temperament, then I am entitled to have it, and you are naturally entitled to it."

"Haha, brother Yueying is really humorous. To say this to you, I, Ling Tian, ​​have made friends with you with all my heart. If the news is true, I will definitely win the Excalibur for Brother Yueying!" Ling Tian patted his chest. , looking at Han Yueying with eagle-like eyes and said seriously.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the small courtyard beside them, waiting for other contestants to sign up.

In that small courtyard, there were already a dozen or so men sitting, all of whom seemed to be in their twenties, and there were maids from An's Prince's Mansion serving at the side.

These people looked at the long queue with disdainful expressions, completely looking down on those who lined up.

There is no doubt that the people here are also those who have received the invitation letter from the palace, so there is no need to queue up and enter here directly.

There is a dedicated person to serve here, while people outside can only line up hard, which naturally makes them feel very superior. After all, not everyone can get the invitation letter from An's Prince's Mansion.

"Brother Yueying, let's sit here." Ling Tian greeted Han Yueying and pointed to the two empty seats.

Just when the two were about to sit down, they saw the people sitting on both sides put their sabers on the stone chair, and then looked at Han Yueying and Ling Tian with provocative and disdainful eyes and said: "This is terrible!" It's not where you sit, go away."

Ling Tian said: "Your Excellency, this place should be a place to sit casually, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to do this?"

call out!
At the same time as Ling Tian opened his mouth, two figures quickly came to his side. A handsome man dressed in gorgeous clothes appeared beside Ling Tian.

It seems that the four are also together.

These four people are also the masters invited by Yingcheng, one of the 25 big cities in the Ruihai Imperial Capital, Fan He, Song Xiangguang, Liu Hongfei and Luo Luo. These four people are also well-known in Yingcheng, known as the Four of Yingcheng swordsman.

"Haha! It's unreasonable. This person is actually unreasonable. Is there something wrong with his brain?" A handsome and handsome man said to Ling Tian with a sneer. This person is one of the Four Musketeers, Liu Hongfei.

"I think there is indeed a problem. Otherwise, why would you wrap your head up? It's probably because there is a hole in your brain, and you're afraid of water."

Seeing Ling Tian's weird attire made everyone around him burst out laughing.

"Who did you steal your invitation letter from? If you don't say anything, I'll send you to the palace." Fan He also said.

Ling Tian waved his hand immediately and said, "I didn't steal it, I received this."

"Haha, you are worthy of an invitation letter even if you are such a waste. Brother, let me tell him what kind of person deserves an invitation letter." Song Xiangguang looked at Ling Tian with disdain, eager to fight , seems to want to do it.

"Just teach me a lesson. This is the Prince An's Mansion, so don't go too far." Rhode, who seemed to be the leader, said.

But he didn't seem to want to stop him, but let his little brother do whatever he wanted.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Song Xiangguang looked at Ling Tian with a provocative look, and said: "Since you said you were invited, let me see what you are capable of. If you can beat me, I will give you the position. Still kneeling I apologize to you, if you lose, then I cannot guarantee that you will be able to fully participate in the next assessment."

As soon as the words fell, Song Xiangguang punched Ling Tian.

However, when the powerful fist was less than a palm away from Ling Tian, ​​it suddenly stopped. Song Xiangguang was surprised to find that his fist was blocked by someone. At some point, a figure appeared in Ling Tian like a ghost. In front of him, the palm tightly grasped his fist.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.

Click!

Han Yueying suddenly exerted force on her hand, only to hear a crisp sound, and saw that Song Xiangguang's hand was completely crushed and distorted out of shape.

The whole person knelt down because of the heart-piercing pain, and Han Yueying suddenly kicked Song Xiangguang's chest, smashing the stone chair beside him to pieces.

Han Yueying looked at a few people with deep black eyes, and said coldly: "Then how can you be such a waste as to receive an invitation letter?"

(End of this chapter)