Chapter 6779 Whose game (first update)

Nangong Yaqing's voice was melodious and pleasant, like the cries of larks, echoing in the pavilion on the lake, making those young men intoxicated.

The reason why those people pursue Nangong Yaqing is one of the reasons for her beauty and figure, and the other is that behind Nangong Yaqing is a giant like the Eternal Temple.

For the Eternal Void, the Eternal Temple cannot be underestimated regardless of its foundation or strength!

If you can marry Nangong Yaqing, it is equivalent to having the protection of the Eternal Temple, and you can walk sideways in this eternal void.

However, Nangong Yaqing has always been meticulous and meticulous, and has never expressed her admiration for anyone.

Such a noble woman aroused the conquering heart of those young men.

"Miss Yaqing, wait, let's try it. This young master accidentally found a wild grass in the past year, integrated it into my Holy King's sword, and has been promoted to the Supreme Arts."

Among the crowd, the tall and extraordinary young man stepped out, holding a majestic sword and a confident smile on his face.

Seeing this person, Mr. Zhang Taoling's face couldn't help but sink.

The other party's name is Li Wei, who is from the Eternal Void Yuyao Sect. In this Eternal Void, Yuyao Sect is the second sect after the Eternal Temple.

Li Wei's shoulder sank down, and his whole body rushed out like an arrow from a string, and in the blink of an eye came to the sky above the lake.

He pulled out the peerless sword at his waist. Before the sword was unsheathed, the strong wind had swept across the sky, covering the entire courtyard. However, the courtyard seemed to have arranged some special taboos. Even if the strong wind hit, it could not shake its foundation.

The strong wind in the sky became more and more intense, as if it was about to swallow the sun, and the entire Changsheng Island was shocked.

The people around were moved by it. Li Wei's strength soon exceeded the eighth level of the Hundred Shackle Realm. Even if he fought, he would not be inferior to some powerful people who had just entered the Nineth level of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

"It seems that someone is breaking the sword formation, haha, and is hitting the stone with eggs again."

In the elegant small hall deep in the Eternal Temple, an old man stroked his hands with his beards, his eyes passed through several layers of voids, and he saw everything.

"Old Qin, what you said is wrong. There are almost half of the eternal void geniuses gathered there. Naturally, there is no doubt about the strength. If you want to blame, blame the Palace Master. The difficulty is set too high."

A beautiful young woman with charming charm picked up a glass of wine in front of her, took a sip, and made a charming move.

A person with high strength can vaguely see a huge green snake rising from behind her.

The man in the center was wearing a white robe, with long hair and loose face. Although his face was not handsome, he had a sense of elegance. He was the owner of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian.

It is rumored that his strength has reached the level of the Sword Saint, and it is even rumored that he has accidentally seen a trace of the truth.

He pursues eternal swordsmanship, immortality, and long-lasting, surpassing other strong men in the Eternal Void, ranking first on the peak strong men on the Void List, and has been unable to stand down for a long time.

Nangong Wentian gently pulled out the long sword from his waist and cut off a few leaves from the tea tree beside him.

Those tea trees are about half a person tall, like carved from treasure jade, crystal clear and radiant, each tea leaf seems to have a unique charm, and people feel comfortable and fresh and natural when they are by their side.

"It is actually not difficult to break the sword formation in this lake. As long as the sword intent is strong enough, it can be done, and it has no much connection with your own strength."

A faint light surged from Nangong Wentian's palm, which actually boiled the tea water. After a while, the tea aroma was fragrant, and it spread throughout the hall with its unique and strong charm.

The old man looked at the cup of tea and his eyes were almost glaring out. For tens of thousands of years, he had been asking the palace master for tea, but he was turned away every time.

"I have already given them the greatest reward. If I can break this sword formation, I can get Yaqing's heart and become the prince-consort of my Eternal Temple. It depends on who has such a blessing. Let's go and go to the inner hall with me. The ceremony is about to begin."

Nangong Wentian and the few people in the courtyard all walked towards a void black hole.

If there is a person in Eternal Void here, he will definitely recognize that these people are all big bosses, with great reputation and great power.

After they left, endless sword lights poured into this place, and after a while, they disappeared.

Li Wei was defeated by a heavy sword that rushed out from the bottom of the lake with a destructive force, and had no power to resist.

All things in the world, the sun, moon and stars drawn from Li Wei's swords were all destroyed at this moment and dissipated invisible. Even the rolling clouds in the sky were cut into two halves by the swordsman chopped out from the bottom of the lake, and they broke through the clouds and mist to see the dawn.

Nangong Yaqing had just sat in the pavilion, looking at this scene, smiling sweetly, but not commenting. Of course, she knew the difficulty of breaking this sword formation.

When her father brought her to the formation, she thought she was just a formation. It was very easy. Her understanding of swordsmanship was far above ordinary people, but unfortunately she could not break the core of this sword formation in the end, and her father, Nangong Wentian, only made four-character evaluations on this.

Limited talent.

This sentence made Nangong Yaqing very depressed at that time. She worked hard to practice sword skills, but she could never break through.

Later, Nangong Qingya felt relieved.

She finally figured it out that with her current strength, she could not shake the sword formation at all.

Throughout history, except for the few people including Hongjun, who has truly reached the extreme of swordsmanship and cultivated the legendary sword intent?

If you want to blame, you blame your father for being too stubborn and having to be an invincible genius to be the son-in-law of the Eternal Temple.

According to her, my father was practicing eternal swordsmanship and practicing stupidity.

Nangong Qingya shook her head secretly, closed her beautiful eyes, and calmed down, as if she didn't care about anything.

But in an instant, she opened her eyes again and looked into the distance. On the other side of the lake, there was a figure that was still stagnant, as if she was in a dormant state.

Strangely, the dojo of the Breaking Sword Formation was clearly set on this side, and many young talented young people gathered here and took turns to break the formation, but the person on the opposite side ran to another place.

Is this eye-catching, or do you not know the reason?

The curiosity in Nangong Qingya's beautiful eyes became increasingly intense, and even when someone talked to her, she was unaware of it.

"Miss Nangong, the third elder asked you to go there and say it is related to the Eternal Ceremony, which is very important!"

A servant of the temple bent over and said in a humble tone.

He called him three times before Nangong Qingya came to her senses, nodded and said "um", then walked down the platform, and looked at the opposite side.
Chapter completed!