Chapter 274 The Eight Great Masters, the Nine Flooding Dragon Formation!

As if a sharp sword had been drawn out of its sheath, Sun Wujin left behind a proud word and left in a hurry.

The warriors who arrived early also dispersed and rushed out of the city.

"If we can't fight, let's break up. Let's attend the Sword Formation Grandmaster's lecture first, and then watch the Qianlong Battle if we still have a chance!"

"Yes, yes, it's important to attend the Grandmaster's sermon first! The Qianlong War is just for fun, but if you understand even a little bit of the Grandmaster's sermon, you will benefit from it for life!"

"Hey, after the Grandmaster's sermon, maybe someone will break through to Grandmaster on the Hidden Dragon Ranking this time. It's hard to say whether they will be able to fight by then!"

"The seven disciples of the old man Jian Zhen are all masters. They are among the best in the world in terms of teaching and teaching, far better than most of the top masters! Even talented disciples who are backed by martial arts sects or thousand-year-old families are not willing to miss……"

"Yes, it is rumored that every time the old man of Sword Formation preaches, someone will break through to the position of Grandmaster. I wonder who will break through first this time!"

The warriors used light kung fu and body techniques and ran towards the outside of the city.

“The Grandmaster’s sermon is not to be missed!”

Luo Yiqing looked at Sun Wukin's retreating back with a calm expression. She said hello to Lin Bei and others, and then headed out of the city.

Linjiang City takes the Hongjiang River as a natural hazard and is built along the river.

Jiangxin Island is just ten miles upstream of Linjiang City.

This section of the river has rough waves and surging water, making it difficult for ships to navigate, making it a more dangerous section of the river.

Jiangxin Island is located in the center of this river section. From a distance, it looks like a drop in the ocean, or like a turtle swimming in the lake. It looks extremely small in the surging Hongjiang River.

At this moment, the river bank was already filled with warriors.

There were scattered simple tents on the shore, and it was obvious that some warriors had already been stationed here waiting.

"Look at Qianlong Ninth Qingyu Taoist!"

"Qianlong's 18th Feiyu Fast Sword Li Feiyu!"

"Qianlong twenty-six..."

"Hiss! Grandmaster! That's Grandmaster Yueyang from Zhoucheng! And the people around him seem to be grandmasters too, a total of eight grandmasters!!"

"Grandmaster Yu Hui! Grandmaster Chen Yi! Grandmaster Murong Lai..."

"As expected of the supreme master's sermon, it actually attracted the eight great masters to come, and a quarter of the Qianlong List. In addition, there are many veteran profound entrance masters..."

The warriors exclaimed in exclamation, and their eyes moved away from the few Qianlong geniuses and fell on the eight great masters who came to listen.

These eight great masters were all from nearby states and counties. When they heard that the old man Jianzhen was going to preach on Jiangxin Island, they came to listen.

"The number one grandson of Qianlong is here, Wujin!"

With a flash of sword light, Sun Wujin appeared on the riverside. He stood alone and proudly. He glanced at the eight great masters who were also standing on the riverside, then moved away without leaving a trace, looking at the surging river.

As the number one Qianlong, as long as you give him enough time, he will be the master just around the corner!

The eight great masters were also quite dignified. They just nodded slightly towards Sun Wujin and did not come forward to talk.

Although Sun Wujin was backed by the Sun family, a family with a thousand years of history, and had outstanding talent, ranking first in Qianlong, but if he could not become a master, he would not be on the same level as them after all.

To take a step back, even if you come forward to get acquainted, it is impossible to establish any friendship with this ordinary conversation.

On the contrary, it may also cause the master to lose face and be ashamed of other masters.

"Sword Beauty Luo Yiqing and Red God of Destruction Thunder Lin Fan are here too!"

"And Gu Zhengyan, the seventh invisible spear of Qianlong!"

There was another exclamation, and when everyone saw Lin Bei and Luo Yiqing arriving hand in hand, they suddenly looked envious.

"Hehe, it's rumored that Dao Jian Hongyan and Red Destroyer Divine Thunder have a close friendship. I wonder how deep their friendship really is..."

"Looking at their appearance, I'm afraid Luo Yiqing's depth has been discovered by Lin Fan, and Lin Fan's control has also been controlled by Luo Yiqing..."

"It hurts me so much! The beauty of the sword, the beauty of the sword, the dreams of so many martial artists have been shattered like this. It hurts, it hurts so much..."

"Tch, if you don't get fucked, it won't be your turn!"

Several warriors clicked their tongues and communicated in low voices.

Gossip is human nature, and even a master can't make people talk about it more than eating melon.

However, they only dared to talk in low voices and did not dare to ridicule loudly, for fear of being split in half by Luo Yiqing's sword light, or being blasted into ashes by Lin Fan's red annihilating divine thunder!

"Is this Hongjiang..."

Standing facing the river in Linbei, I felt the wind and waves carrying moist water vapor blowing towards my face, making my clothes all over the place rustle.

As far as the eye can see, raging flood waves hit the shore, splashing up clouds of white turbid spray. The waves are like ocean waves, enough to trouble ships moving forward.

In the center of the Hongjiang River, a small island like a turtle shell comes into view, so small that it seems that it will be overturned by the waves at any time.

But Lin Bei knew that this was just an illusion of vision. This island in the center of the river was actually quite large, and could probably accommodate several football fields.

"The great disciple of Old Man Zhenjian is here!"

Luo Yiqing suddenly said.

As soon as her voice fell, a white dragon appeared in everyone's sight on the river.

"Dragon!"

Lin Bei was slightly surprised, looking at a white dragon rolling on the river. It was like a raging white wave, carrying the raging waves, taking advantage of the situation and overturning the river.

"It is rumored that the old man of the Sword Formation once went overseas and was attacked by the nine-headed white dragon. In the end, he was captured by the old man of the Sword Formation and became the mountain-suppressing spiritual beast of the Sword Formation Villa!"

"It is worthy of being a dragon at the master level. Its body is several feet long, with fluttering beard and hair, and flying scales and claws. It has the ability to overturn rivers, seas, and capsize merchant ships. It is incomparable to our dragon that condenses energy and blood!"

"However, it is still inferior to the behemoths in myths and legends. Its body that is several feet long and that it can overwhelm rivers and seas is an exaggeration..."

On the river bank, many warriors were talking about the white dragon.

"Look! There's someone on the dragon's back!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed, and everyone immediately looked into the distance and realized that there was indeed a person standing on the back of the white dragon that was carrying the waves.

"It's Grandmaster Qin Yi, the eldest disciple of Old Man Zhenjian!"

"It's actually Grandmaster Qin Yi. I wonder if he has been promoted to Grand Master..."

Grandmaster Qin Yi stepped on the dragon, and his whole body was full of sword intent. He blocked out the waves of the river, as if a sword-shaped vacuum was formed around his body, and the water waves could not invade.

The white-scaled dragon seemed to be surging with the waves, or as if it was being stirred up and rolled by the waves, and it quickly approached the shore.

When the white dragon landed on the shore, the waves calmed down. Qin Yi, who was standing on the dragon's back, first bowed his hands towards the eight great masters. Without saying anything, he looked at the famous warriors and said, "Everyone, everyone." I’m here to listen to my master’s sermon, and I must have some understanding of it. I don’t want to waste your time, so I’ll keep the story short.”

"Although my master's teachings are simple and easy to understand, there is a certain threshold. I'm afraid it won't be of much benefit to non-Dragon Pulse realm warriors."

"Of course, if you can pass the test, you can go to Jiangxin Island to listen to your master's sermon."

"Okay, that's all. Let's try the Nine Flooding River Formation first!"

"Only by crossing these nine huge waves can we reach Jiangxin Island!"