The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Mistress Piaoyao did not object to Sect Master Jiang's actions, but turned to look at Sect Master Tianji.

"Master Tianji, what about you?"

"As a disciple of the Ice Fire Sect, should you continue to participate in the war, or choose to quit?"

Master Tianji chuckled, "How could my Binghuo Sect disciple quit in such a lively scene?"

"Since the precarious palace mainly investigates that kid Wang Yan, I'll add another fire to you."

Standing up, he shouted loudly: "The disciples of the Binghuo Cult listen to the order and participate in the battle together, and cooperate with the disciples of Lingluan Palace to besiege Wang Yan together!"

Sect Master Jiang was a little annoyed, "Master Tianji, it wouldn't be a big deal without you watching the excitement like this!"

"Unite, no one will bully my Jianzong, right?"

Master Tianji chuckled, "Sect Master Jiang, don't get angry, I don't mean that."

"That Wang Yan just now, don't you think his stance is too high? There is no harm in killing his vigor. It's not that they banded together to kill him, but just defeated him."

"Also...can't you see what Palace Mistress Piaoyao means? Now it's not about selecting outstanding disciples. With Wang Yan making such a fuss, the nature has completely changed."

"Now, it's not about the competition among the disciples of our three major sects. This is the story between Wang Yan and Mistress Piaoyao."

After finishing speaking, he gave Sect Master Jiang an affectionate look, which all men understand.

That means it's obvious, Palace Mistress Piaoyao's choice of a man has nothing to do with your Sword Sect.

Sect Master Jiang grinned again, and he couldn't say much more.

Mistress Piaoyao ignored the two of them, but looked at Wang Yan with a smile that was not a smile.

"Wang Yan, if you feel scared, kneel down and beg for mercy and admit defeat."

"For your previous rude offense, I can let it go."

Mistress Piaoyao shouted at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan knew very well in his heart that if he chose to admit defeat, Palace Master Piaoyao would lose his favor in an instant.

So she won't stay here anymore and continue to handle her private affairs.

It's like everything is wasted, and all previous efforts have been wasted.

I was ashamed to follow the scene.

No matter how many people came, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

Only in this way can Palace Mistress Piaoyao be held back and unable to escape from the scene of the martial arts tournament.

Wang Yan held the Asura sword in his hand, and laughed loudly at Palace Mistress Piaoyao, "Begging for mercy and admitting defeat? I was born without such a concept!"

"Piaoyao, show me clearly what it means to go despite thousands of people!"

Mistress Piaoyao's heart trembled slightly. Hearing Wang Yan call her name so bluntly again and again, her face was covered with a blush.

The heart that had been silent for many years was also slightly touched.

In particular, the arrogance exuded by Wang Yan is very heroic!

"Very good, then I'll see how long you can last!" Palace Mistress Piaoyao snorted softly.

Sitting on the viewing platform expressionless, no joy or anger could be seen on his face.

On the playing field, many people have already gathered.

Even the Great Elder couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching.

As a host, this is the first time I have encountered such a change, and I have completely become a passive host.

"The junior disciples of the Nirvana Realm stay here, and the others leave the competition venue and wait outside." The Great Elder said.

Intermediate and senior disciples left one after another, leaving only junior disciples on the field.

Among them, Lingluan Palace has 26 junior disciples, and Xiao Qing, Xiaobing, Nazi and others are missing.

Nine of the junior disciples of the Binghuo Cult were on stage, and Xu Yuan was missing.

In total, 35 junior disciples of the Nirvana Realm fought against Wang Yan.

"Wang Yan, you can start when you are ready." The Great Elder looked at Wang Yan, admiring Wang Yan's courage at this moment.

Wang Yan nodded, "Then come!"

"The first match begins!" the Great Elder said.

35 disciples came up together to besiege.

Wang Yan knew in his heart that it was true that he wanted to stall for time, but he couldn't waste too much time here.

To put it bluntly, it is necessary to make a quick decision without wasting too much vitality.

Later, I will face the challenges of intermediate and advanced disciples.

Once too much vitality is spent here, it will not be able to support him to the end.

He didn't want to deliberately show off and beat everyone.

Only by fighting to the end can the Palace Mistress Piao Yao be held back and unable to leave the viewing platform.

Once he loses, it means the battle is over.

Mistress Fluttering has lost interest in him and will not wait any longer.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan rose directly into the sky, holding the Asura Sword.

Launch the most powerful sword!

Floating life!

Thousands of Swords Return to the Sect!

A large amount of sword energy was condensed out of thin air and revolved around Wang Yan.

call!

The faces of the junior disciples who came under siege all changed slightly.

Feeling the death threat brought by Wang Yan's sword energy all over his body.

They all stopped charging and made defensive postures one after another.

On the viewing platform, the expressions of the three sects also changed.

"The realm of the unity of man and sword!"

Sect Master Jiang spoke first, with a stunned expression on his face, "How old is he, and he has already reached the realm of the unity of human and sword!"

The leader of Tianji's complexion also changed, and he restrained his playful smile, and his expression was very serious, "Wang Yan reminds me of someone!"

"Back then, Jianzong... that very dazzling swordsman genius! Now, he is also our senior!"

Sect Master Jiang immediately understood who the kendo genius that Master Tianji was talking about was.

Hong Tianlong!

According to his seniority, he had to call the other party uncle!

Back then, when he was in his 20s, he reached the realm of the unity of man and sword.

Less than 40 years old, once again promoted to the realm of Heavenly Sword!

Now, in Wang Yan's body, it seems to see the shadow of that uncle when he was young again.

It's just that they don't know whether Wang Yan can reach Master Hong's level of cultivation.

Looking at Palace Master Piaoyao again, although he didn't say a word, there was a look of surprise in his eyes at the moment, radiant and erratic.

Swish swish!

All over the sky charged down with sword energy.

The 35 disciples hastily opened their energy shields to resist.

Desperately resisting the charge of sword energy.

It's a pity that Wang Yan's cultivation base is one level higher than theirs, and he has reached the realm of the unity of human and sword.

It's the instant kill scene!

Boom boom boom!

Those energy shields were broken one after another, and all 35 disciples were lying on the ground in an instant, vomiting blood.

If it wasn't for Wang Yan's mercy, just the power of this sword could kill them all.

Wang Yan's figure fell to the ground, holding a black Asura sword, like an invincible god of war.

There was an uproar!

The Great Elder also stared wide-eyed, a little speechless.

But the battle is over, there is not 1 minute before and after.

As the host, you must announce the result.

"In the first battle, Wang Yan won."

The Great Elder grinned for a while, "Wang Yan, you have 5 minutes of rest time to enter the second competition."

And rest time?

This feeling is so good!

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, recovering the vitality that was consumed just now.

In fact, it didn't consume too much, and 5 minutes was enough for him to recover to his peak state.

However, he still stared blankly at the viewing platform.

His eyes focused on Palace Mistress Piao Yao.

If the other party took advantage of this time to leave, it would be bad.

He has to keep an eye on each other.

As long as Mistress Piao Yao got up and left, he would immediately stop resting and continue fighting.

As long as the other party sits there without moving, he can rest for 5 minutes with peace of mind.

There's no harm in delaying it a little longer.

It's just that no one else knows what Wang Yan really thinks in his heart.

Everyone looked at him, just staring blankly at Palace Mistress Piaoyao, all with strange expressions.

This has to be how deep the love for Palace Mistress Piaoyao is, to be able to only stare at her like this.

It's like, in his world, there is only Palace Mistress Piao Yao alone!

Others misunderstood, and the three suzerains on the viewing platform also had this illusion.

"It's really a kind of love!"

Master Tianji shook his head and laughed, "Wang Yan, even when he was resting, stared intently at Palace Master Piaoyao. It seems that he is really interested in Palace Master Piaoyao!"

"Palace Mistress Precarious, your charm value is too great! Even though you are old, you are still so attractive to young people, hahaha."

Palace Mistress Piaoyao's expression darkened, "Master Tianji, please be modest when joking!"

"Don't be angry, I'm just praising you! Back then, when you were young, you were so gorgeous. Just ask Sect Master Jiang, which young man didn't pay attention to you back then, but it's a pity that you didn't like any of them. .”

The leader of Tianji chuckled, "You have been single for so many years, and Wang Yan is so infatuated with you, I think you can take him in, and it would be good to foster him in Lingluan Palace to be your male pet."

"Master Tianji, do you want me to turn against you on the spot?" Palace Master Piaoyao looked angry.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, just kidding, you are so serious." Master Tianji waved his hand with a smile.

Mistress Piaoyao was anxious and angry, but Wang Yan just stared at her so hard that she felt a little embarrassed.

He even panicked inexplicably, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Wang Yan.

Her heart beat faster, and this feeling made her... very disgusted and very angry.

I wish I could slap Wang Yan to death with one palm.

But I really wanted to kill him, and in an instant I felt...a bit unbearable to do it.

The heart is very contradictory!