Chapter 3889: Southern Imperial Family

Today is the legend, the annual recruitment day of Xuanmen disciples, all those who want to ask the immortals, those who want to get ahead, people with lofty ideals, dare to come here.
These people are also divided into different categories.
Some are lower class people, some are high-ranking officials, young ladies and others.
"What is the origin of this profound door, how can it suddenly appear?"
"I don't know, just go and see."
"It's really against our royal family to say that everyone is equal."
"However, if they really have the ability, we can also recruit security. Over the years, there are not many immortals loyal to our royal family."
They are a group of people who speak quietly, but their temperament is extraordinary.
Speaking, fortunately no one else heard it, otherwise it would have to be shocked.
They turned out to belong to the southern kingdom.
It turns out that there are three countries in this world, Chu, Nanguo, and Yuguo.
The three countries have little difference in national strength, but among the southern countries, domestic conflicts are the most intense.
However, the royal family possesses great strength, and only the real masters can overthrow the royal family.
However, compared with the royal family, the family members are also much worse.
In short, the royal family of the southern kingdom can be said to be inexhaustible, and they are now seeking their own way out.
Heard of the rise of Xuanmen, so I sent the best of their royal family to come to find out.
The five of them, four men and one woman, the men are superb, the women are handsome and beautiful, with a strong aristocratic temperament.
They are also very relaxed while climbing. Compared with other ordinary people, I don't know how much better.
They are different from ordinary nobles, and they don't bring many servants. Obviously, they have also received elite training.
Hum
They were talking, suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of them.
"Who?"
The five were shocked by the sudden arrival, and quickly drew out their swords, and looked at the man in front of them who was disturbing them.
This person is actually Yuan Jing.
Yuan Jing is Fang Chuan's third disciple, he is a martial arts master himself, and he has been cultivating here for more than half a year, and he has made rapid progress.
Entering the Dao with martial arts, the battle is worse than Liu Xuer, who is exceptionally talented, but stronger than Shi Jingtian.
However, Shi Jingtian's talent lies in his skills, and the two have different focuses.
Shi Jingtian's talent is only slightly inferior to Liu Xuer.
"My master, Fang Chuan Shang, already knows what you are coming for. He is here to tell you that different ways are not conspiring."
Yuan Jing said lightly, with a calm tone, but full of indisputable.
In the face of these imperial children, he had to be cautious before changing, but now, he would not take it too seriously.
First, Fang Chuan teaches that everyone is equal.
With this kind of equanimity, when you meet anyone, your awe will decrease.
Second, he is Fang Chuan's disciple, and his inner pride makes it impossible for him to succumb to the powerful.
"Humph!"
The princess is called Nan Wanran. Although she has received an elite education, she is also a spoiled person.
She snorted coldly, "Be bold! Don't you kneel after seeing this princess?"
"you?"
Yuan Jing glanced at Nan Wanran lightly, "Don't say you are here, even if your emperor is here, it is impossible for me to kneel!"
He shook his head again, "My master said, this time, don't care about you, let you go back safely."
"However, if there is another time to hide evil intentions, don't blame us for being rude."
He waved.
There was a boom.
A terrifying force surged out and turned into a terrible wind, rushing towards Nan Wanran and the others.
"Be careful!"
Among the four men next to Nan Wanran, one was the prince and the other three were the princes, all of whom had been trained by a master.
Walking in the arena, according to their own strength and background, few people can pose a threat to them.
However, with a wave of Yuanjing's hand, it gave them a strong sense of oppression and invisible power, causing them to retreat again and again.
"Damn!"
Nan Wanran was shocked by this terrifying force, and she accidentally hit her feet, thumped and fell to the ground.
She let out an exclamation and fell to the ground, feeling very wronged, and started crying.
"presumptuous!"
"court death!"
The other four princes and elder sons were furious when they saw this. They stabbed their swords one after another. They were extremely ferocious and every sword contained a fierce killer move.
Contains a strong internal energy.
Yuan Jing frowned, and Fang Chuan had confessed that he would not hurt them this time, so he stepped on his footwork and avoided one by one.
These people have sharp swords, and the mountains and rocks are cut by them, and a piece of fire is shot out.
However, no matter how subtle the sword moves, no matter how fierce the killing style, it did not hurt the Yuan Jing, which made Nan Wanran stunned.
Her four elder brothers and cousins ​​are so strong, she knows that the four of them work together, and today's top masters are not opponents.
Yuan Jing could dissolve their combined attack so easily.
"All right!"
Yuan Jing saw that the other party was aggressive and didn't know to give in, so he roared, "Master said, let you go down the mountain safely, since you don't know what is good or bad, don't blame me!"
Huh--
As he said, he shot.
He leaned forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the edge of the opponent's sword.
This is a worldly son, Nanyuefeng.
His sword can be regarded as a magic weapon. It was made by his prince and father, who collected the best materials in the world and invited the best swordsmith to make it.
Sharp and unmatched, cutting iron like mud.
However, as soon as Yuan Jing stretched out his hand to grab it, he was unscathed, only to see Yuan Jing's wrist shook, and Nan Yuefeng was immediately shocked.
The sword was released.
Following that, Yuan Jing grabbed Jianfeng and swayed casually.
Ding Ding Ding...
After a crisp sound, the swords of the three princes and elder sons were also shaken by a surge of inner strength, and landed in front of Yuan Jing.
bass!
Yuan Jing also inserted Nan Yuefeng's sword in front of him.
The four swords represent the spoils of Yuan Jing.
His aura is no different at the moment.
He looked at each other lightly: "Now you know, this is me who is letting you, don't know what is wrong!"
"you--"
Nan Yuefeng and the others opened their eyes wide, looking at Yuan Jing, with turbulent waves in their hearts, and finally knew what kind of master Yuan Jing was.
Within them, there may not necessarily be such a powerful character.
There are only three or five people in the entire southern country, but everyone is over a hundred years old.
Yuan Jing looked like a young man, but only thirty.
It's so powerful.
But when they thought that Fang Chuan was a fairy, some of them were acceptable.
"Humph!"
The third prince Nan Yueyang was dissatisfied, "You only know some fairy techniques, if I learn, you will not be my opponent!"
"It's a pity you didn't learn."
Yuan Jing sneered, "Furthermore, if you learn it, you may not be able to learn my master's method, and you will never be able to surpass me." He waved his hand, "You can go!"