At this moment, outside Guanlan Pavilion, there were two figures standing quietly, a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in purple, with a purple gold crown on his head, jade hanging around his waist, a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, like a noble son, resigned from the world and independent, exuding a domineering and unparalleled aura, which made people dare not approach him.

However, at that moment, on that handsome face, there was raging anger.

This man is none other than the holy son of Xuanjian Sect, Wu Di!

However, the woman beside him was even more attractive.

This woman was wearing a long snow-white dress, a pair of slender snow-white jade legs looming under the long skirt, her cold and exquisite face exuded the aura that strangers should not enter, like an iceberg, but also like a sharp sword of aloofness.

At this time, Wu Di was standing in front of the woman, his eagle-like eyes were as cold as falling into an ice cave. He didn't expect that someone would dare to occupy his exclusive attic?

I really don't know how to live or die!

In his life, just like his name, he has never failed.

Although he stayed in the Sword Profound Saint Sect all the year round and never appeared in the world, but in the sect, he was already invincible among the younger generation, and it took only 1,936 years to reach the position of Saint Son , known as the person with the best swordsmanship since the three generations of Xuanjian Sect.

Xu Shiku is invincible, he no longer puts his opponent in the sect, but sets his sights on the Taoist court, which is also secluded from the world.

Although the Dao Court is hiding from the world, they all have teleportation arrays with each other, and they can also step into each other's small world and communicate.

Therefore, he stepped into other Taoist courts and challenged many young talents in other Taoist courts. Those who can match him are very few, and the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the way of swordsmanship is the woman beside him .

Since Xuansheng Sect of Jianxuan entered the world, he thought that there could be a heavenly pride in the world that would make him feel pressured, but to his disappointment, he searched the entire God Realm, but he couldn't find a heavenly pride that would impress him.

By chance, he learned of the existence of Mission Hills Lake, so he came to Mission Hills Lake, and felt the supreme sword intent in the lake, and his own swordsmanship had a faint tendency to improve.

He was ecstatic, and shared the news with the woman he admired, that is, the person next to him.

It's a pity that she is too cold and too proud. Even if it is him, the relationship with her is only between strange and familiar, but his heart is full of her. In Wu Di's view, only This woman is worthy of me.

He invited him several times without hesitation, and finally waited until the woman agreed to accompany him to Mission Hills, but he never expected that the attic where he usually stayed was occupied by outsiders. How could he not be angry?

If it was just him, he might not be so angry, he would just casually crush that daring person to death, but he will not allow him to lose face in front of the woman he likes!

Wu Di's anger made the entire Mission Hills Lake dead silent. Many sword cultivators in the attic held their breath and watched the development of the situation quietly. However, everyone looked at the Mission Hills Pavilion with a hint of The color of pity.

They could almost imagine how miserable the fate of Wang Feng and others would be!

In the presence, the only one whose mind was calm was the woman beside Wu Di. She stood there quietly, as if she was only immersed in her own world, without any disturbance.

But if you look closely, you can find that since she stepped into the vicinity of Mission Hills, her gaze has been locked on Mission Hills, as if a sword shadow shone in her pupils, as if in her eyes, nothing but Mission Hills , except for the sword, there is no room for anything else.

She thought that Mission Hills Lake was just an excuse for Wu Di to find her out, but she never thought that the mystery of swordsmanship contained in Mission Hills Lake is so profound, if she knew this earlier, how could she refuse Wu Di's invitation?

She didn't even need Wu Di, she came by herself.

"Crackling."

Under the eyes of Wu Di and everyone in the attic, the gate of Guanlan Pavilion slowly opened, and the figures of Wang Feng and others came into everyone's eyes. The only one who ignored it was the woman who only had Mission Hills in her eyes.

Wu Di stared at Wang Feng with ice-cold eyes. The majestic Wang Feng made him even more angry. He thought that his demeanor was incomparable, but he didn't expect that a random ant would be able to compare with him. In front of Wang Feng, he even felt ashamed!

This person must die!

In just a moment, Wu Di gave Wang Feng a kill order in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, is the elder behind you teaching you like this?"

"Could it be that you don't know that it is extremely impolite to disturb people's perception?"

Wang Feng looked indifferently, staring at Wu Di, and questioned.

Being interrupted from observation made him feel angry in his already calm state of mind, he hadn't felt angry for a long time, even when he was besieged and killed by many powerful people in the God Realm, he was not angry at all Pass.

When Wang Feng's words fell, Wu Di and everyone in the attic all froze, looking at Wang Feng in disbelief, even the woman who only had eyes on Mission Hills couldn't help but cast a glance at Wang Feng.

He...he dared to question Wu Di?

Wu Di laughed angrily at Wang Feng's attitude. He didn't expect that Wang Feng would not only admit his mistake on his knees, but also question him?

Who gave him the guts?

"Fellow?"

"You are also called this holy son as a fellow Taoist?"

"I don't know the so-called ants, dare to occupy the attic of my son?"

"How do you want to die?"

Wu Di stared at Wang Feng with a gloomy face, and shouted without the slightest emotion. The cold and murderous words swept across the whole world, causing the temperature of the world to drop to the extreme, making one feel like falling into an ice cave.

As the holy son of the Dao court-level power Xuansheng Sect, Wu Di's cultivation has already reached the peak of Dao Zun, and his strength has been condensed to the extreme. The strong contend against one or two, if it is not for the barrier of heaven, his current cultivation base may have reached the level of heaven and god!

It can be said that UU reading www. uukanshu. Most of the top talents at the Dao Court level have basically reached the level of Dao Zun. After all, after countless years of training, coupled with the training of the Dao Court, they are not comparable to the starting point alone.

But even among the top talents in the Taoist court, Wu Di's strength and talent are still on the pyramid, and only a few evildoers with supernatural forces can surpass him.

These peerless arrogances in the Taoist court are the truly magnificent young generation among the heavens, who can crush the ages!

"Buzz!"

Hearing Wu Di's words, Wang Feng responded just now, and a crisp and clear sound of sword chant suddenly resounded from the loft in the distance. Immediately afterwards, an awe-inspiring sword intent shot up into the sky, pointing at Wu Di was staring at Wang Feng coldly.

The sudden change made everyone in the room stare at him, even Wang Feng and the others or that woman.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, two figures stepped out of nowhere.

A man and a woman, both of them are peerless, but the man's right arm robe is empty, fluttering under the caress of the breeze.