Chapter 1,397

Chixiao Peak!

In the main lineage of the Sword Sect, the last place for the saint to be chosen as a disciple is also the most important place.

This quota was not given to Lin Yun or Xia Houyan.

Everyone found it unbelievable that Ye Ziyun was so strong that she was on the list of divine pills at such a young age... There was no doubt about her strength.

But judging from the performance in the Barren Mountain Secret Realm, Lin Yun is the most outstanding, and Xia Houyan's strength is also above Ye Ziyun.

However, Chiyang Shengjun did not choose anyone. He also said Ye Ziyun's name directly and decisively without any hesitation.

Everyone was confused and in disbelief, thinking that they had heard wrongly.

In this case, wouldn't Lin Yun and Xia Houyan be unable to join the saint's disciples? Huang Yancheng and Chen Bing are also from the holy ancient family, and they are the top contenders for the qualifications to be the heir apparent, regardless of talent, understanding, or background.

Or its own strength.

They shouldn't have been voted out, this was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Why me?"

A strange color flashed in Ye Ziyun's eyes, and she was ready to lose the election.

But Chiyang Shengjun gave her an unprecedented surprise that she didn't expect.

But after all, she had seen the big world and quickly calmed down. She wanted to find out why Saint Lord Chiyang chose her.

"You have a destiny with Chixiao Peak."

Sage Lord Chiyang smiled and did not say the specific reason. He said softly: "You don't need to ask any more questions. If you are willing, I can accept you as my disciple now. From now on, you will practice in Jianzong in a short period of time."

You cannot return to the Snow Yaohua Family."

Ye Ziyun's thoughts were like lightning, she stepped forward and cupped her hands and said: "Disciple is willing!"

She came here to become a disciple of the saint, so she naturally had no intention of not being willing to do so, but she would have to think about this reason later.

"Senior Saint Lords, could you let me juniors interrupt?"

After all, Xia Houyan couldn't hold it in. With a sullen face, he forcibly interrupted the conversation between the two.

Sage Chiyang frowned slightly, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and said, "Say."

"Where did I lose?"

Xia Houyan suppressed the anger in his heart, his cheeks trembled, and when he said this, he was filled with endless anger that had nowhere to vent.

What happened today is simply a great shame and humiliation.

What this Jianzong did today was a complete humiliation to him. There was no reasonable explanation, and he couldn't bear it!

After thinking about it for a while, Saint Chiyang said: "Your excellency's talent in swordsmanship can be said to be unparalleled in ancient times. Your innate sword body and innate sword heart are rare in thousands of years. You just don't have the chance to compete with the six saints like us."

Bullshit!

Xia Houyan sneered and said coldly: "I thought everyone in the Sword Sect was blind, but it turns out they still have eyes."

Several saints frowned at the same time.

"Xia Houyan, pay attention to your identity!" Juechen, the old man in gray clothes, scolded in a cold voice.

"I don't accept it!"

Xia Houyan's face was cold and he didn't bother to care at all. He stretched out his hand, looked at Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan, and said coldly: "These two trash can be accepted as disciples by the saint, why can't I, Xia Houyan! Here!

I’ll give you an explanation, otherwise, your Sword Sect will be humiliating me, Xia Houyan, today!!”

Juechen said in a cold voice: "A saint chooses his disciples, why do I need to explain to you?"

"Hmph, since Jian Zong doesn't give me face, don't blame me for not giving Jian Zong face!"

Xia Houyan smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Aren't all the saints very discerning and have accepted several high-ranking disciples? I, Xia Houyan, just want to ask, who dares to fight with me!"

While he was speaking, a surge of divine sword intent was released, and his long hair flew up with a wanton edge.

The power of the sword is majestic and majestic!

Xia Houyan's steps were hanging in the air, his eyes cold and arrogant, looking in all directions.

The faces of Jiang Cheng, Zhao Yan, Ye Ziyun, Ye Ziyun, Ye Qing and others changed slightly. This person is really strong.

At least for now, whoever fights against him will be doomed and will suffer a miserable defeat.

"Humph, a bunch of trash, don't you have the courage to fight with me, Xia Houyan? If you don't have the courage, you can join forces and fight together!" Xia Houyan had already accumulated a lot of anger in his heart, and now it completely exploded.

He just refuses to accept it!

Why?

As a young person from the Ancient Ancient Territory, he

For a leader in swordsmanship to come to the sword sect's founding ceremony is already a shame.

He came for Yaoguang Sword Saint!

It’s fine if Yaoguang doesn’t accept him, are all these saints blind?

In his opinion, this group of people should kneel down and beg Xia Houyan to join their family.

Is that an exaggeration?

It's a pity that this is what Xia Houyan thinks. He is willing to become a disciple of other saints because he gives the saints' face.

Just like when it was clear that his brother was being unreasonable, but he had no intention of apologizing at all and asked Lin Yun to send Bodhisattva back.

Why?

Just because he is Xia Houyan, and he is willing to talk to Lin Yun, he is already giving him face.

Apart from Yao Guang, he doesn't like any of these so-called saints.

But the result was a slap in the face. None of the six saints looked down upon him, and his mentality exploded instantly.

Elder Juechen's face was gloomy and he was extremely angry. This Xia Houyan really went too far.

However, when he was about to speak, Holy Lord Chiyang stopped him. Shengjun Chiyang looked at Xia Houyan and muttered: "My little friend, there is no need to fight for this moment's glory. You are right. The six saints only talk about talent.

No one can compare with you. But talent is not the only thing. Talent can determine how fast a person can go, but what can really determine how far a person can go is, in the end, character. People come first, character comes last."

Chiyang Shengjun is equivalent to saying that his character is not good enough in public. He has not been able to get along with the Sword Sect before, so he has already set a good example for him.

Even now, it can be said that he is still very proud of him.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed brightly, and a smile appeared on his lips. He had developed a good impression of this sword sect.

If even Xia Houyan is chosen as a disciple by a saint, then this sword sect will indeed make it difficult for him to feel a sense of belonging.

At most, you can show some kindness and fulfill your responsibilities as a disciple.

Xia Houyan's face suddenly turned pale, and anger welled up in his eyes.

This Chiyang Saint Lord is equivalent to talking about his character in public. Xia Houyan's expression was distorted and he said coldly: "Interesting! Sword Sect's face is really big. Do you really think that you are still the number one Sword Sect in the Eastern Wasteland? Dare you say that to me?

Xia Houyan's character is not good, no wonder this sword sect is getting worse every year."

"Xia Houyan, if you continue to be presumptuous, why don't you blame me for not showing you any favors?"

Elder Juechen's face turned completely gloomy. This man was really stubborn.

Is it possible that everything in the world must go according to him?

Fortunately, Senior Yaoguang confiscated him back then. If he had been confiscated, his reputation would have been ruined.

"Oh...am I right?"

Xia Houyan said coldly: "Do you, Sword Sect, still want to face you? The saints don't dare to fight with me, so they let the elders bully me? Hahaha, what a joke. I, Xia Houyan, only want to say one thing, saints, who dares

Fight with me! Three thousand years ago, Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng defeated the two peaks of the Sword Sect with one man and one sword. Today, I, Xia Houyan, with one man and one sword, can defeat all of you saints. If you are not convinced, just join forces and fight!"

Wow!

The faces of the Sword Sect, from saints to elders, instantly became ugly.

This guy is really disgusting!

Three thousand years of past events are the Sword Sect’s shame.

This is a scar that the Jian Zong cannot heal. This Xia Houyan wants to humiliate their Jian Zong in public and completely break his face.

The most disgusting thing is to let the six saints join forces to fight him.

If they really join forces, no matter whether they win or lose, he will be invincible. If he wins, he will definitely make a big show of it and say that the saints are all trash.

If he loses, it must be because Jian Zong is being unreasonable and letting the saints join forces to bully him.

"Brother Xiahou is right!"

Huang Yancheng smiled coldly, and finally couldn't help but stand up, and said coldly: "I, Huang Yancheng, are equally dissatisfied. Why can these losers become saints? If people can believe the things in this world, they will be able to do it.

Come on, if not, Sword Sect would be nothing more than a joke!"

Chen Bing also said: "Yes, Jian Zong must give me an explanation today!"
To be continued...