C20 Little Princess

Wang Wenzhong nodded and looked at Xilai Pangpang with relief. He didn't expect his old friend's nephew to be so outstanding, even though his cultivation base wasn't very strong. However, his disposition wasn't bad. He didn't even make a sound when cultivating such a dangerous bloodline cultivation technique!

"Let's go, I believe the others have already entered the palace!" Ying Zui said faintly.

Inside the palace, it was magnificent. All the major powers were wearing tattered clothes, and each of them had their horns on their backs. Even Lifeless Arhat, who had an indifferent expression on his face, was in a sorry state.

"Kuang!"

Ying Zui and the other two pushed open the doors of the palace and walked into the palace under the bright light. Everyone turned to look at the doors of the palace.

"Oh, I didn't expect them to be here as well." Chiang Ye said with a faint smile.

Sheh Anling also smiled and pursed her lips. "Of course. Little Brother Ying is extraordinary, not to mention that senior and Hereditary Prince from the West are with him."

"Next to the left dragon pillar is the prince of the Great Yan, Murong Qianqiu. He is ranked fifth on the prodigy roll, and according to the legends, he is at the eighth level of the Spirit Opening Realm!" Xilai Pangpang introduced all the major powers to Ying Zui.

Ying Zui focused his eyes and looked over. The Great Yan and Donglin Temple were in an alliance, so he had to pay attention to them.

Murong Qianqiu had a gentle expression on his face. He was holding a white jade fan, looking at Ying Zui and the other two with a smile on his face.

Ying Zui's heart sank. His eyesight was extremely accurate. He could tell that Murong Qianqiu was not a simple person. People like him had deep thoughts, and they were all smiling like tigers.

Xilai Pangpang narrowed his eyes and said again, "Boss, no one from the Great Chu came. I don't think they care about the Observation Tomb. After all, they are known as the number one dynasty among the five dynasties!"

"That's the Yeh Wumian from Big Night. He is very strange and unfathomable. There are rumors that he cultivates the yin meridian, but it has not been proven that he is ranked second on the prodigy roll!"

"Liu Xu Er from the Hundred Flower Sect. She's very close to the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect's encampment. We've seen her before!"

"Although Lifeless Arhat from the Donglin Temple is ranked seventh, I still can't see through him. We need to pay more attention to him. That man is too cold. He doesn't even care about the lives of his own people!"

"I won't tell you about the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect and the North Cliff Sword Sect. You should know about them as well!"

"Although the Nine Great Aristocratic Families have different positions, they have formed an alliance. Tang Tianhao is leading the group. He is ranked ninth on the prodigy roll. I heard that he has already touched the blade intent!"

Xilai Pangpang had said more than half of what he had said in one breath. Ying Zui had also gained a certain understanding of the Nine Great Aristocratic Families. He had never thought that the main hall would be filled with first-rate powers.

"The remaining one is the little princess of the Bai Family, Bai Ling'er. Her brother is ranked sixth on the prodigy roll, and his name is Bai Changsheng. He knows astronomy, geography, and even more than me!" Xilai Pangpang said in a deep voice.

Xilai Pangpang pointed to the place closest to the stairs. There was a large open space there, and Ying Zui's eyes revealed surprise.

He didn't expect that everyone would make way for the Bai family. The Bai family was ranked second among the ten great aristocratic families. Logically speaking, these sects and dynasties shouldn't be afraid of them!

Ying Zui looked over in surprise. The area occupied by the Bai family was at least 30 meters. There were more than a dozen Bai family disciples, and they were led by a 14-15 year old girl.

"Bai Ling'er?" Ying Zui murmured, and a trace of shock flashed across his eyes. Yan.

Bai Ling'er was wearing a long white dress and her beautiful hair danced in the wind. Her long and slender eyebrows and large eyes were filled with innocence.

She had a beautiful nose and a red cheeks. Her red lips were slightly opened and her teeth were as white as snow. Her face was crystal clear like jade and her skin was like suet jade. It was slightly yellow and she had a petite figure and was gentle and graceful.

At this moment, Bai Ling'er blinked her big eyes and looked curiously at Ying Zui and the other two. All the major powers were looking at Ying Zui.

Everyone had extraordinary eyesight. They could see that Ying Zui was the leader of the three, especially the major powers who had watched the battle between Ying Zui and Chiang Ye.

"Brother Ying, you are here!" Chiang Ye and Sheh Anling nodded at Wang Wenzhong and asked Ying Zui.

Ying Zui nodded and said in a deep voice, "What about the other small powers? All of them? "

"We are not a homicidal devil, those battlefields are very scary. Frightening, killing intent wreaking havoc, and there are some unusual changes in the ferocious beast. It has become very powerful. After those small families and rogue cultivators broke through the battlefield, we have suffered heavy casualties. We are going to sweep the side chamber! " Chiang Ye said with a bitter smile.

"Yes!"

Ying Zui nodded and walked side by side with Chiang Ye. When they passed by the North Cliff Sword Sect, an accident happened.

The true disciple of the North Cliff Sword Sect, Wang Xiu, was the leader.

Wang Xiu looked at Xilai Pangpang who was half a step behind Ying Zui and said disdainfully, "The Xilai aristocratic family has really lost. You are just a nameless kid, and I will make you lower your head!"

Xilai Pangpang gritted his teeth and said with a sneer, "The kid who followed me and played with mud has grown up now!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiu's face instantly darkened, and his fingers were already on the hilt of the sword.

Lin Qingyu kept giving Ying Zui an eye signal, signaling Ying Zui to pull Xilai Pangpang.

Ying Zui smiled. He felt that Lin Qingyu was interesting, but he was not moved at all.

Xilai Pangpang stared at the green figure behind Wang Xiu. The beautiful woman stood alone with a pale face, making people feel pity for her.

"Ai, Qingyue, take care of yourself!" Xilai Pangpang said with mixed feelings.

After that, Ying Zui and the others started walking towards the people from the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

"What? We're leaving just like that?" Wang Xiu's tone was filled with hostility, and his sword shot out three inches.

"Boom!"

"Are you buried here?"

Ying Zui circulated his Qi and blood and used the Shock Step to appear in front of Wang Xiu. He pinched Wang Xiu's throat and shouted angrily.

The young man's black hair fluttered wildly. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes looked like a demon god under the black robe. He didn't care about the power of the North Cliff Sword Sect and the Wang family at all.

"A mere Third Level Opening Spirit Realm dares to be so impudent here? Do you think you can rely on the power of the North Cliff Sword Sect?"

"If that's the case, then let the Saint Son of the sect come. You are too weak. The fat man will call me 'boss'. That means he is my brother. A mere true disciple is nothing!" Ying Zui gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"Hiss!"

"He's so handsome!" The crowd of Hundred Flower Sect female disciples exploded in an instant. They covered their mouths and cried out in shock.

"Interesting!"

Lifeless Arhat said indifferently while twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Yeh Wumian, Tang Tianhao, and the others were all looking at the scene in front of them with interest.

"Bastard! Let go of senior disciple Wang!"

"Let go of my Hereditary Prince! I'll spare your life!"

The disciples of North Cliff Sword Sect and the Wang Family surrounded Ying Zui and the others, threatening them.

"Ha! Haha, what's wrong? Do you have any objections? " Xilai Pangpang moved and stood in front of Ying Zui with a sneer on his face.

Wang Wenzhong, Chiang Ye, and Sheh Anling stood beside Ying Zui. Xilai Pangpang looked at Ying Zui gratefully.

All the young generations of Xilai family had fallen, and only he was left.

Everyone had cast aside their relationship with the Xilai family. This was the first time in many years that he had received such concern.

Xilai Pangpang felt a warm current flowing through his body. He looked around and saw Ying Zui, Wang Wenzhong, Chiang Ye, and Sheh Anling's faces.

At this moment, he didn't regret it. Who was he? He was handsome and dashing. He was elegant and elegant, talented and talented. He was known as Xilai Pangpang, who had a pear blossom that suppressed begonia and was nicknamed Little White Dragon.

Would he be afraid of Wang Xiu?

No, he wouldn't!

"Haha, I, Xilai Pangpang, have never been afraid of anyone since I was born. Do the North Cliff Sword Sect and Wang Family want to deal with us?"

"Even if you die, all of your families will be waiting for your revenge!"

Xilai Pangpang laughed wildly. He had been cultivating secretly all these years, fearing that he would be discovered and assassinated.

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