Chapter 6779 Whose Game (Update 1)
Nangong Yaqing's voice was melodious, like the cry of a lark, echoing in the pavilion on the lake, intoxicating those young masters.
The reason why those people pursued Nangong Yaqing so hard was, firstly, because of her beauty and figure, and secondly, the huge monster like the Eternal Temple stood behind Nangong Yaqing.
For the Eternal Void, the Eternal Temple should not be underestimated regardless of its background and strength!
If you can marry Nangong Yaqing, it is equivalent to having the protection of the Eternal Temple, which is enough to walk sideways in this Eternal Void.
However, Nangong Yaqing has always been thoughtful and meticulous, and has never expressed her admiration for anyone.
Such a high-ranking woman aroused the desire to conquer those young masters.
"Miss Yaqing, wait for me to try. This year, I accidentally found a Swift Wind Grass and integrated it into my Saint King Sword. It has been promoted to a Supreme Artifact."
A tall and handsome young man stepped out from the crowd, holding a majestic sword and a confident smile on his face.
Seeing this man, Master Zhang Taoling's face sank.
The other party's name is Li Wei, from the Eternal Void Yu Yao Sect. In this Eternal Void, Yu Yao Sect is the second sect after the Eternal Temple.
Li Wei's shoulders sank, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived above the lake.
He drew out the peerless sword from his waist. Before the sword was unsheathed, the strong wind had already swept, and filled the sky, wrapping the entire courtyard. However, this courtyard seemed to have some special taboos, and even if the strong wind came, it could not shake its foundation at all.
The wind in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow up the sun, and the whole Changsheng Island was shaken.
The people around were also moved. Li Wei's strength soon exceeded the eighth level of Baijia Realm. Even if he fought, he was not inferior to some strong men who had just entered the ninth level of Baijia Realm.
"It seems that someone is trying to break the sword formation. Haha, it's like hitting a rock with an egg."
In the elegant chapel deep in the Eternal Temple, an old man stroked his beard with his hand, his eyes passed through several layers of void, and he took in everything.
"Old Qin, what you said is wrong. There are almost half of the geniuses of the Eternal Void gathered there. Their strength is naturally beyond doubt. If you want to blame someone, blame the Palace Master for setting the difficulty too high."
A beautiful young woman with full charm picked up a glass of wine in front of her and took a sip. Every move was charming.
People with strong strength can vaguely see a huge green snake rising behind her.
The man in the center was wearing a white robe and had long hair. Although his face was not handsome, he looked very casual. He was the master of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian.
It was rumored that his strength had reached the level of a sword saint, and it was even rumored that he had accidentally glimpsed a glimpse of the Way of Nothingness.
He pursued the Eternal Sword Way, immortality, and was far and long. He surpassed other strong men in the Eternal Void and ranked first on the Void List of Peak Strong Men for a long time.
Nangong Wentian gently drew out the long sword from his waist and cut off a few leaves from the tea trees beside him.
Those tea trees were about half a person's height, as if they were carved from precious jade, crystal clear, emitting a sparkling brilliance, and each tea leaf seemed to have a unique charm. People felt comfortable and fresh when they were around.
"It's not difficult to break the sword formation in the lake. As long as the sword will is strong enough, it can be done. It has nothing to do with one's own strength."
A faint light surged from Nangong Wentian's palm, and the tea water was boiled. After a while, the fragrance of tea spread throughout the hall with a unique and strong spiritual charm.
The old man looked at the cup of tea, his eyes almost popped out. For tens of thousands of years, he has been asking the hall master for tea, but he was rejected every time.
"I have promised them the biggest reward. If they can break this sword formation, they can win Yaqing's heart and become the son-in-law of my Eternal Temple. It depends on who has such a blessing. Let's go, follow me to the inner hall, the ceremony is about to begin."
Nangong Wentian and several people in the courtyard all walked towards a void black hole.
If there were people from the Eternal Void here, they would definitely recognize that these people were all big bosses, with great reputation and overwhelming power.
After they left, endless sword light poured in, lasting for a while, and then disappeared.
Li Wei was defeated by a heavy sword that rushed out from the bottom of the lake, with a crushing force, and had no power to resist at all.
All the things in the world, the sun, the moon, and the stars that Li Wei's sword brought out were destroyed at this moment and dissipated into the invisible. Even the rolling dark clouds in the sky were cut in half by the sword light that came out from the bottom of the lake, and the clouds and mist were cleared to see the sky.
Nangong Yaqing just sat in the small pavilion, looking at this scene, smiling, but did not comment. She certainly knew the difficulty of breaking this sword formation.
When her father brought her to the front of the formation, she thought it was just a formation, very easy, her understanding of swordsmanship was far above that of ordinary people, but unfortunately she could not break the core of the sword formation in the end, and her father Nangong Wentian only gave a four-word evaluation.
Limited talent.
This sentence made Nangong Yaqing very depressed at the time. She practiced swordsmanship desperately, but could not break through.
Later, Nangong Qingya was relieved.
She finally figured out that with her current strength, she could not shake the sword formation at all.
Throughout the ages, except for a few people like Hongjun, who has truly reached the pinnacle of the sword and cultivated the legendary sword intent.
If you want to blame someone, blame your father for being too stubborn. He insisted on an invincible genius to be accepted as the son-in-law of the Eternal Temple.
In her opinion, her father had become stupid because of his practice of the Eternal Sword Dao.
Nangong Qingya shook her head secretly, closed her beautiful eyes, and rested her mind, as if she didn't care about anything.
But a moment later, she opened her eyes again and looked into the distance. On the other side of the lake, there was a figure, motionless, as if in a dormant state.
Strange, the sword-breaking dojo was clearly set up on this side, and many young talents gathered here to break the formation in turn, but the person on the opposite side ran to another place.
Is this to attract attention, or do you not know the reason?
The curiosity in Nangong Qingya's beautiful eyes became stronger and stronger, and she didn't even notice someone talking to her.
"Miss Nangong, the third elder asked you to go over there, saying that it is related to the Eternal Ceremony and is very important!"
A servant of the temple bent over and said in a humble tone.
He called out three times before Nangong Qingya came back to her senses. She nodded and said "hmm", then walked down the platform, not forgetting to glance across.