Su Fan expected that before entering the treasure house, there would be a battle inevitably!
The place in the center of the square in front of the temple is extremely empty. There is an area where representatives of various large dynasties and royal families rest, and ordinary monks are not allowed to approach it.
Only some young and powerful men with extraordinary talents are worthy to stand with these royal representatives and enjoy the baptism of everyone's eyes.
The representative of the royal family sent by Fengyun Dynasty this time is a royal son wearing a golden python robe. He looks good and mighty. He is the seventeenth prince Xu Shengyuan of Fengyun Dynasty.
Behind Xu Shengyuan, four black-clothed elderly men in their fifties followed.
The aura of each of them is extremely strong, and their expressions are full of alertness from top to bottom.
At this time, Xu Shengyuan was chatting and laughing with a boy in white clothes.
The white-clothed boy was extremely handsome, his facial features were meticulously crafted like an axe and axe, standing there as tall and tall as a javelin, and an air of pride filled his brows.
He had a long knife slanting across his waist, his hands behind his back, his eyes were in the air, as if he had never looked at anyone in the court.
He is the strongest of the younger generation of the Fengyun Dynasty, and the number one master of the imperial list, Yun Canghai, comes from the Yun family, the first family of the Fengyun Dynasty.
"Hou Tian has completed the sword intent, and has realized the five levels of satisfaction, and there seems to be a special physique!"
Su Fan was observing Yun Canghai secretly, and the secret of the latter was clearly analyzed in front of Su Fan's powerful mind.
"This person is not weak, but there is still a big gap compared to me!"
In the end, Su Fan made such a comment.
Su Fan withdrew his gaze, Yun Canghai didn't seem to notice, and he was still chatting with Xu Shengyuan.
"Hey, Yun Canghai, this time the inheritance of King Tianwu must belong to me!"
At this time, a sharp voice came from the center of the square.
The nearby monks heard the reputation and saw that the one who made a sound was a young general in golden armor.
This golden armored young general, who looked only eighteen or nine years old, was full of arrogance and was squinting at Yun Canghai.
He was the first genius Situ Du of the Lanyue Dynasty, and his enchanting level was comparable to Yun Canghai.
"Joke, Situ Du, is it really yours if you say that the inheritance is yours? I am the first one to refuse to accept it!"
A figure came across the void, and every time it traveled a few meters, there was a great power exuding, and the surrounding space was squeezed!
This man was dressed in black, his figure was extremely thin, and his complexion was as dark as ink. Without looking carefully, he thought it was coal.
