In an instant, Wang Yan's eyebrows twitched fiercely. His pupils constricted slightly, and a trace of vigilance appeared in his eyes.
This person had only watched his performance in the qualifier and could tell that he had hidden his strength.
Even if this Nangong Lie's cultivation was not high, his eyes were definitely sharp.
Just as Wang Yan did not know how to answer, a slightly mocking laughter suddenly came from behind him.
"How did the dignified Nangong Family fall to this level? You actually need someone to protect you."
"If this gets out, I'm afraid the entire Nangong Family will be ashamed because of you, Nangong Lie."
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of footsteps came from afar. Wang Yan turned around and could not help but frown.
This group of people who suddenly appeared were all wearing dark purple robes with the word "Dongfang" embroidered on their chests.
The person in the lead was a tall man with silver hair and a youthful face.
He was tall and held a folding fan in his hand. He had an elegant demeanor and a frivolous demeanor. He was like a playboy who lingered around the world.
However, his long and narrow eyes emitted a cold light from time to time. No one dared to underestimate him.
"I didn't expect that the Convention of Geniuses could attract the second-in-command of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Yun, who is also known as the Myriad Flower Cloud Dragon. This is really unexpected."
Nangong Lie's face was full of mockery, and his eyes were full of disdain. "It seems that Brother Dongfang must have found an extraordinary woman again. I guess this trip must have been fruitful."
After saying that, Nangong Lie changed the topic, "But I really want to know if Brother Dongfang can still have sex?"
"The injury caused by Miss Ximen Lingshuang's sword that day to Brother Dongfang probably hasn't recovered yet, right?"
As soon as this was said, Wang Yan felt the air around him suddenly condense. A cold wind that seemed to blow from the depths of hell made time seem to come to a standstill.
"Nangong Lie, you're courting death!"
The shocking murderous aura rushed into the sky and condensed into a sword of murderous aura, slashing at Nangong Lie!
"You're so angry already?"
Nangong Lie sneered and waved his sleeve. The void in front of him twisted instantly, and a dark space was torn open.
The sharp and formless sword of murderous aura was immediately sucked into it and devoured.
Wang Yan's eyes narrowed. Nangong Lie was able to tear space with a wave of his hand, and he could even use it to fight. It seemed that Nangong Lie's strength was unfathomable, and he could not afford to become enemies with him.
"Dongfang Yun, let me remind you that this is the Jinling Dynasty, not the Donghuang Mountain, where your Dongfang Clan resides."
In an instant, Dongfang Yun retracted his Qi, leaving behind only a murderous aura. "If you dare to mention this again, even if this is the Jinling Dynasty, I will kill you on the spot!"
Nangong Lie snorted coldly. Ignoring Dongfang Yun, he looked at Wang Yan and said, "Little brother, there's an eyesore here. How about moving a few steps?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement.
The Nangong Clan had a deep foundation and a long history. Just like the Three Halls, it was a colossal existence.
At least in the Eastern Continent, there were very few forces that could contend against them.
"Wait."
Dongfang Yun sneered and walked to Wang Yan, "Boy, on behalf of the Dongfang Clan, I invite you to join our team."
"As long as you agree, no matter what Nangong Lie promised you before, the Dongfang Clan will give you three times more. How about that?"
Wang Yan hesitated. The four major families in the Eastern Continent were almost the same in terms of foundation and strength.
In this situation, if he refused Nangong Lie, it was equivalent to offending the Nangong Clan. If he refused Dongfang Yun, he would offend the Dongfang Clan.
Thinking quickly, Wang Yan suddenly found that he had fallen into the battle between the Dongfang Clan and the Nangong Clan, and became a victim of the battle between the two!
In an instant, Wang Yan's face darkened. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slowly withdrew from the attack of the Nangong Clan and the Dongfang Clan.
"I'm sorry, I only represent myself in the Convention of Talents. As for which team to join … I'm not interested."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan suddenly turned around and was about to disappear into the crowd. Dongfang Yun suddenly pointed a finger at him.
"How dare a cultivator at the first level of Cuixing disrespect me, Wanhua Yunlong? Go to hell!"
With the cold voice, a starlight burst out from Dongfang Yun's finger. Like a dragon sword, it ignored the distance and shot towards Wang Yan!
The sudden change was beyond everyone's expectation. However, there was one person who clearly had the ability to stop it, but he was indifferent.
This person was Nangong Lie.
"Dongfang Yun Long?
How dare you call yourself Yunlong? At best, you are a reptile. "
Just as the dragon-like starlight was about to pierce through Wang Yan's back, a slender palm with distinct fingers suddenly stretched out from the void and gently clenched.
In an instant, everything became calm and disappeared.
The next moment, under the watchful eyes of Dongfang Yun and Nangong Lie, a majestic figure walked out from the void.
"Dongfang Yun, it seems that my sister has not left a deep enough shadow on you. You need me to teach you a good lesson as her brother."
A rough voice sounded, and this person slowly landed on the ground. His facial features were distinct, his face was like a knife, and his eyes were deep. He looked like a handsome young man.
But his clothes were extremely bold and unrestrained. He was wearing a gray coat that had been washed so many times, with a black cloth tied around his waist and an orange-yellow wine gourd hanging on his left side.
His shoulder-length black hair was casually scattered, dancing in the wind. He looked unrestrained and unrestrained.
The most incredible thing was that he was carrying a half-broken sword without a sheath on his back.
The broken sword was rusty, as if it hadn't been used for a long time. It was carried on his back like an ornament, which made people feel funny.
"I didn't expect that even the Wine Sword Immortal would be attracted by the Convention of Talents. I think the Beiming Clan must have also sent a powerful figure in their clan."
"It seems that this Convention of Talents is not only a gathering of young talents, but also a large number of forces."
"But with the Wine Sword Immortal, the younger generation of the Ximen Clan must be able to get a good ranking."
Although Nangong Lie was smiling, his expression was very respectful, as if he was a junior.
"Don't think that if you say something nice, I will be nice to you."
As soon as these words came out, Nangong Lie's smile froze, but he didn't show any anger. He just smiled and nodded.
"Dongfang Yun, why don't you call me grandpa when you see me?"
Suddenly, Dongfang Yun's face sank, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Simon Rampart, don't think that I will be afraid of you just because you are called the Wine Sword Immortal."
"Besides, this is the Jinling Dynasty, not a place where you can behave atrociously!"
But these words, coupled with Dongfang Yun's fierce expression, really didn't have any momentum.
There was no other reason than that the person he was facing was the sword genius of the Ximen Clan, Simon Rampart!
This person could practice sword at the age of three, stepped into the Star Refining Realm at the age of ten, and defeated all the sword masters of the Dongzhou Continent at the age of twenty.
He should have enjoyed a good reputation and dazzled the five continents, but suddenly disappeared without a trace.
(End of this chapter)