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Chapter 420: Marquis Of Du Jin Midi (teaser)
Chapter 420: Marquis Of Du Jin Midi (teaser)
Chapter 420: Marquis Of Du Jin Midi (teaser)
"Your Servant Lu Xuanjing, disciple of the Three Thousand Sword Ocean, pays respects to the Qilin Martial Emperor." The magnificent-looking young man deferentially saluted in the direction of the throne above.
When he announced his name, he made the seated cultivators all let out astonished gasps.
The Three Thousand Sword Ocean was one of Star World's Ten Great Sects. Their sword chant arts were extremely superb. In particular, there were many formidable Star Generals guarding the sect. Some disciples even cultivated Star Weapon Sword Arts to contend against Star Generals. Among the Ten Great Sects, to be able to join the Three Thousand Sword Ocean was the wish that many Scattered Cultivators yearned for day and night.
Lu Xuanjing was one of the Three Thousand Sword Ocean's Ten Great Disciples, whose future prospects were boundless. That he would come participate in the highly dangerous Yuanshou and even become Zhang Anshi's favorite Qilin Cub also surpassed everyone's expectations.
"An Earthly Immortal like you dares to take advantage of a Star General. Today, Your Servant shall teach you a harsh lesson." Lu Xuanjing arrogantly stared at Chen Mo.
As one of the Three Thousand Sword Ocean's Ten Great Disciples, regardless of background or Realm, he was above his opponent. But this bastard actually dared to step up and speak with the Martial Emperor, making Lu Xuanjing suddenly feel jealousy.
"Three Thousand Sword Ocean!" Chen Mo recalled Jiang Yuanyu had that whatever Senior Brother Luo Changqing, who was apparently also one of the Ten Great Disciples. Back then, he had traded blows with Luo Changqing. At the time, his opponent brought him pressure while being only Human Immortal. There was apparently some novelty with them compared to other sects.
Now, Chen Mo was basically fearless. Even if one of the Three Thousand Sword Ocean's guardian Star Generals came, he would not feel any pressure either.
Lu Xuanjing saw Chen Mo was silent and thought that he was taken by his own cultivation. Inwardly sneering, Lu Xuanjing clenched his hand, and a sword as translucent as water entered his grasp.