The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

In the Royal Guards.

Lu He led two hundred people to patrol Nancheng.

He is the lord of gods and demons, and he is highly respected in the Imperial Guard.

At this time, soldiers came to report.

"The great commander sent a message. From the morning till now, there have been thirty-two real people in the Jindan series at the South Gate. Three of them are Jindan Consummation and need to be closely watched, especially those who have just entered the city. The dragon king Zhuang Ming once escaped under Zhenxuan's hand, and now lives in the eighth courtyard of the Yunlou, but..."

"But what?" Lu He said.

"The chief disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, the elder of the Taiyuan Sect, and Chen Feiyun of the Shocking Gate have all gone to the Yunlou just now. It is preliminarily speculated that they are going to the Dragon Sovereign." The soldier responded.

"This……"

Lu He frowned.

At this moment, he wanted to go over and take a look, but neither the son nor Mr. Liu Yuexuan gave instructions.

Without the advice of the son and Mr. Liu, he hastily passed by at this time. Once he falls into the eyes of some people, will he link himself with the son?

After thinking about it carefully, with the abilities of the young master, naturally he is not afraid of the characters under the true mystery, and does not need to come forward himself.

With such consideration in Lu He's heart, he said, "The Nancheng Guards are divided into twenty-six teams. There is his own Fan commander guarding the Yunlou. He did not ask for help, and we don't need assistance. We will continue to patrol."

Many guards should be.

But Lu He was wearing black armor and holding a long knife in his hand, his brows were cold, but his thoughts kept turning.

This time the son entered the city, he may not need to meet him.

But the son of Liu Yuexuan, who was coordinating the affairs of the royal city, had to see him.

It is reasonable to say that with the plan of the son, it is natural to enter the city quietly. Why does he enter the city directly without disguising it, which seems so high-profile?

"The son himself is very eye-catching. This time when the heads of the Guiyuan Zong and the others go, I am afraid that they will attract the attention of people who do good things. Many people will stare there... From now on, every eyeliner will also know about the dragon. Jun Zhuangming, who lives in the eighth courtyard of the Yunlou, will inevitably take another look."

Lu He secretly said: "Especially the Academy of Scholars, controlling the king's city, I am afraid they can find out everything about the son...If you want to leave the Yunlou and go to see Liu Yuexuan, it may not be easy."

——

On the street.

Yue Ting stretched.

He changed into a crimson robe, carried his coquettish magic sword, and swaggered across the city.

"It's a pity that the prince wouldn't let me be on the bright side, and there is nothing in common with him."

"My jade-faced white lightsaber's name, I can't use Zhenyue's hand to spread it again, I can only use the jade-faced Xiaolangjun's reputation."

"It's a pity, what a good chance to make a name for yourself, I can only wait for a while, the limelight has passed, and the son has approved it, and let everyone know that the name of the jade face Xiaolangjun is actually a jade face white lightsaber."

Yue Ting sighed in surprise, lowered his head, raised his hand, and asked, "Long Jun, don't you think?"

——

Yunlou.

The eighth house.

Boom!

The blade was slapped.

Sword Qi is like frost, condensing the entire courtyard.

And being fierce by blood, melted instantly.

Under the muffled vibration.

The two figures retreated.

There has been an extra pit in the courtyard.

On the two sides of the pit, the two stood opposite each other.

"who are you?"

Chen Feiyun was holding the sword in his right hand and his face was solemn. He lifted his left hand and stroked his neck with **** in the middle of the food.

On the opposite side of the deep pit, the brawny man with a cold expression had a sword mark on the back of his right hand, with bones visible.

This fight was just a blink of an eye, but the two have fought back and forth more than ten times, each with injuries.

Although the injury was not serious, neither Zhen Yue nor Chen Feiyun dared to underestimate the opponent in front of him.

One is a great achievement in horizontal training, a top-notch **** and demon, only half a step away from the true mystery series, strong physique, fierce fists, and extremely strong.

One is the Golden Core Consummation, the pinnacle real person, who is also close to the true profound, relying on the advantages of the magic sword and the edge of swordsmanship, is also extremely powerful.

Both have reached the top pinnacle level of this realm, and the gap is not even small.

"Today's confrontation can only end here."

Chen Feiyun took the sword into its sheath, and said coldly: "Within the King City, there can be no division of life and death, nor a hearty fight. You and I have a lot of scruples, but the previous one shows that you are very strong, and you have control of power and timing. They are all very good. Even if you and I are outside the city, you can't tell the victory or defeat in a moment."

Zhen Yue looked indifferent, just nodded, the same thought as the other party.

Chen Feiyun paused and said, "As I said before, if I failed to defeat you, I am not qualified to challenge your son, but... is your son really stronger than you?"

Zhen Yue paused, pondering the sentence, and then said: "I am a follower, not a guard."

Chen Feiyun's pupils shrank, then nodded and said: "I understand."

Such a powerful **** and demon is only Zhuang Ming's follower, not Zhuang Ming's guard.

In other words, Zhuang Ming doesn't need his guard at all.

Zhuang Ming's ability is higher than this person.

Chen Feiyun thought in his heart that his own skills were compared to Zhenyue, and they were only among the peers. Since Zhenyue is inferior to Zhuang Ming, he must not be Zhuang Ming's opponent.

Thinking like this, he exhaled and turned to leave.

But he paused again, looked back, and asked aloud.

"Your name is Jinyue?"

"Yes." Zhen Yue replied.

"You are full of energy and blood, full of vitality, like a green tree that grows up sturdily, and you are not even older than Jiazi?"

"Jiazi?" Zhen Yue was slightly puzzled.

"That is sixty years old." Chen Feiyun said.

"I'm naturally less than sixty." Zhen Yue replied.

"Under sixty, with such an ability, why don't you have a place on the list of outstanding people?"

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Zhenyue was still thinking about how to respond, and when he heard this, he was relieved, and he asked and answered himself, so that he wouldn't want an excuse.

Chen Feiyun pondered for a moment, and then said: "Can you tell me, based on your ability, why would you be willing to be his entourage? Even if he is more capable than you, he won't let you serve him?"

Zhenyue was silent and did not reply this time.

Chen Feiyun was also slightly silent, and immediately took a step and left the courtyard.

He was also obsessed with kendo, neglected by humans, and had a quiet temperament.

It's just that Zhenyue's skills are as different as his own, and he also feels a little bit of sympathy, so he can't help but ask a few more questions.

Since Zhenyue didn't want to answer, he didn't say more.

He just walked to the door and pulled out the sword again.

"What else do you want to do?"

Zhen Yue's eyes showed an icy color.

Chen Feiyun glanced back and said calmly: "Your son doesn't want to be disturbed by others, but you let you guard the gate. But in my eyes, you are also an outstanding figure in the contemporary era. How can you be disturbed by others?"

With this sword, he crossed the land in front of the courtyard.

The sword mark is more than three feet away, unfathomable.

The sword qi remained, but it didn't even go away.

"A person who can cross this sword mark has at least the skills of the upper level of the golden core."

Chen Feiyun said calmly: "You are not inferior to me, and you should have an identity. You are not a casual person, who can come to fight you..."

When Zhen Yue heard this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Feiyun took the sword into its sheath and saluted him.

"Next time, I will defeat you, and then defeat your son."