Chapter 1243: Battle of Tianjiao 7

"This young man is not easy!"
Long Xiaotian and his party didn't stay in the Wangxian courtyard for long. When they walked out, the white-haired old man in the center looked back and said lightly.
"Brother Wangxian is very mysterious, and the technique of beast-taming is also very powerful. I feel that his strength should not be weaker than the first order of the hole!"
Long Xiaotian smiled and nodded, and continued: "Second Grandpa, isn't this a foul for me? Isn't it a borrowing of other powers?"
"Haha, it doesn't count!"
The white-haired old man smiled and shook his head: "It is your kid's luck to know this friend."
After he finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds before continuing: "Seize this opportunity, you have a great chance!"
"Yes, Grandpa Second, I will definitely!"
When Long Xiaotian heard the white-haired old man's words, an expression of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his eyes quickly said firmly.
"Haha, work hard, your other brothers are not bad!"
The white-haired old man laughed, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "If you can get that young man next to you, your assessment will be basically stable this time!"
"Even if he is not by your side, with his help, you have a great chance!"
Several middle-aged people around saw the white-haired old man's words to Long Xiaotian, and their eyes were extremely excited.
The white-haired old man is one of several decision makers in the selection of the prince.
They are all strong men of the older generation of the Guanglong royal family, and even the king has to call his uncle when he sees the old man.
The older generations formed a fair and just jury to monitor the fairness of all princes' assessments.
With their monitoring, there will never be unfair things, the princes, don't even think about using other forces.
This time Long Xiaotian wanted to let his mother's family buy all the weapons and armors in Wang Xian's hands.
But when it came to contact with his matrilineal family, he called the white-haired old man, his second grandfather.
"Xiaotian, work hard!"
The other four middle-aged people belonged to Long Xiaotian's mother's family, and his mother's family was among the best in the Guanglong Dynasty.
If Long Xiaotian can reach the top, their mother family will also get huge benefits.
"Ok!"
Long Xiaotian nodded heavily.
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"The energy contained in the body of the fourth-order hole virtual power is really terrifying, and I am definitely not the opponent of that old man!"
Wang Xian watched Long Xiaotian and the crowd leave, his eyes flickering.
"If you can master the combination of the attributes of the five elements, you can become a dragon and you should be able to defeat him!"
Thinking in his mind, Wang Xian took out some food to feed Ling Zilin and Blood Fiend Turtle.
"Wow!"
At this moment, a familiar cry came, and Wang Xian raised his head and looked at the wall.
Sure enough, Ling Jian'er in white clothes hugged Xiao Ha who wanted to break free and looked at him.
"I said beauty, you can knock on the door directly, it is impolite to stand directly on the wall!"
Wang Xian looked at her and said silently.
Ling Jian'er heard her words and her eyelashes moved.
"Here, this is the remaining spiritual liquid, I don't owe you anymore!"
With a cold face, she threw a bottle of spiritual liquid directly and said to him.
"Huh? Didn't you say no? Give it back to me?"
Wang Xian looked at her and said in astonishment.
However, the indifferent Ling Jian'er ignored him and turned around and left.
"Hehe, you really have a personality!"
Wang Xian looked at the spirit fluid in his hand and put it away directly. It would be a fool if he didn't.
"Go back to the Tianjiao station, quickly hit the Tianjiao list, and then find a way to continue to earn spiritual liquid!"
With a move, Wang Xian flew directly outside.
"what?"
However, when Wang Xian just flew out, he ran into Ling Jian'er.
"Wow!"
Xiao Ha also saw Wang Xian and yelled at him.
Ling Jian'er turned his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Are you going to Tianjiao Terrace?"
Wang Xian looked at her and said hello.
"Ok!"
She nodded coldly, and was silent for a while: "You are going there too?"
"Yes, I heard that there will be Tianjiao Bridge where the selection of Tianjiao Supreme will be held, go there to see the excitement!"
Wang Xian nodded.
"With your strength, if you get on the Tianjiao Platform, you can get a good ranking!"
Ling Jian'er's eyes shone, and she glanced at him.
"Am I? I can't. I heard that the battle on the Tianjiao list is very fierce. A twenty-six-year-old young man is ranked thirteenth. It's amazing, so handsome!"
The corner of Wang Xian's mouth was slightly raised, and he was speaking there very shamelessly.
"Really? You can't?"
But Wang Xian didn't notice, Ling Jian'er heard his words with a look of contempt in his eyes.
She can already be sure that this guy is a sword demon.
Can you kill two strong men of the first order of the hole, can't you say it?
Man, what a shame!
"No way, no way, I just went to join in the fun, Ling Jian'er beauty is amazing, she actually ranked fourth on the Tianjiao list, tusk, envy!"
Being idle is also idle, Wang Xian said while running the train.
"Humph!"
Ling Jian'er snorted softly. He didn't expect that the Sword Demon, who was incomparably cold in front of the Sword Mansion at the time, would be so shameless.
The two flew towards Tianjiao Terrace. Wang Xian and Ling Jian'er said a word or two from time to time. Although they were not nutritious, they were better than walking alone.
Arriving in the Tianjiao platform, Wang Xian said to Ling Jian'er, then left directly and flew towards the Tianjiao Pavilion.
The tea in Tianjiao Pavilion is good, and he is going to buy some to drink in the room where he will take it back to Tianjiao Arena.
Ling Jian'er watched him leave, and looked at the Tianjiao list!
"nameless?"
She looked at the name ranked thirteenth, muttered in her mouth, with a pensive look on her face.
"Ling Jian'er, you really make me easy to find!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from nearby.
Ling Jian'er turned her head indifferently and saw 30 or so people walking towards him, her eyes gleaming coldly.
Walking in the center is Han Mingshan dressed in blue, beside him is Han Mingqing, who is ranked seventh on the Tianjiao list!
Around them are a group of elite disciples of the Hanhai Dynasty.
There are more than 30 people, the weakest is also the seventh-order transcendent, and there are about ten of them.
Han Mingshan held a water spirit orb containing powerful energy in his hand and played with it.
"It turns out to be a bunch of trash from the Hanhai Dynasty!"
Ling Jian'er glanced across the crowd, and said directly with disdain.
"Hehe, Ling Jian'er, you are too arrogant. A few days ago, you killed more than a dozen disciples of our Hanhai Dynasty. Today I will make you pay a heavy price!"
Han Mingshan's face turned cold, and he stared at Ling Jian'er and said with blinking eyes.
"The heavy price depends on you?"
Ling Jian'er looked at them all, without the slightest timidity on his face.