Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 237 Invitation Letter
"What kind of sect are you, call your supervisor out!"

In front of the gate of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, two young men and women in white robes were shouting loudly.

They wore the logo of Wuhundian on their chests, which made them stand taller.

The disciple standing in front of the door frowned, obviously feeling unhappy.

No matter who it is, they will be upset if they are shouted at the gate.

And this has lasted for about a stick of incense.

Whatever the other side said, he had to meet Sect Master Xue, so this was the honor of the entire Xiaoyao Sword Sect and so on.

But for the disciples, they don't know what kind of organization the Wuhun Temple is.

So it created the current situation.

"I want to ask you something, when will your suzerain come out to meet us? Our Wuhun Hall is very busy, okay?"

The young man in white robe seemed to be expressing himself in front of his companion girl, shouting endlessly.

The disciple standing in front of the sect said in a muffled voice.

"The suzerain is teaching and has no time to receive distinguished guests."

He bit the word "guest" very seriously, full of sarcasm.

"What did you say?"

The young man in white robe took a step forward, as if he had been greatly insulted, and the soul power in his body began to mobilize, as if he was about to make a move in the next moment.

And the girl with the companion sighed weakly, why is it so troublesome to send a letter.

"Who dares to make trouble in front of my sect?"

The clear tone sounded, causing the disciple standing in front of the sect to turn around immediately.

"Brother Sun."

It was Sun Changxiao who came, and beside him was Gui Wuya.

The bedroom of the two happened to be connected together. Usually, the two often discussed their cultivation experience and common knowledge of swordsmanship, and it was common for them to be together every day.

Competitors to each other, but called brothers, this is the friendship between Sun Changxiao and Gui Wuya.

The two had just finished their morning practice with their master, and when they were about to go to the dining hall, they happened to hear the clamor at the gate of the sect, so they made a detour and rushed over.

"Who is this person?"

Sun Changxiao asked the disciples beside him in a low voice.

"People from Wuhundian said they wanted to see the suzerain."

The latter replied with a nod.

Sun Changxiao raised his eyebrows, "The suzerain is teaching, how can I have time to care about such cats and dogs. If you want to see the suzerain, let your pope come."

In his mind, Xue Leihan has the same status as a titled Douluo.

Of course, he didn't give a good face to this kind of soul master disciple whose soul power level was not almost equal to his.

"you!"

The young man in white robe turned red with anger, stomped his feet, but couldn't say a word.

He belongs to the type that the angrier he gets, the more he can't swear, and the more excited he is, the more he can't speak.

Seeing his appearance, the girl behind him couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

Her classmate, her soul power level is not good enough to improve, but she has learned a lot from her seniors and sisters in her arrogant appearance.

"I'm going to fight you!"

he yelled, his face turning black and red.

He was even ridiculed by his admiring companions, which made him so angry that he even forgot the purpose of his trip.

"Um, Xiaosheng, our task..." The girl just said it, but was interrupted by the young man's turning back.

"This is something that men have to fight. Let men handle this kind of thing."

After all, he took a few steps forward, his soul power surged wildly, and he already took a stance.

Sun Chang couldn't help but laugh, cooperating with this Wuhundian disciple is a joke.

At the beginning, he abandoned the idea of ​​his limbs and feet, so let's play with him for a while.

Gui Wuya crossed his hands in front of his chest, and stood aside silently.

Today's Sun Changxiao can leapfrog to challenge opponents whose soul power level is one or two levels higher than his. Now it is not a problem to meet someone whose soul power level is the same.

The Tianxing sword was unsheathed, and a ray of coldness shone in the sun.

"The sword that Master taught me, let you see it carefully."

He thought to himself, and directly slashed his chest with a sword.

With endless elegance and directness, he slashed directly in front of the young man with his sword.

The soul ring behind him had already covered the Tianxing sword with a layer of colorless sword energy, making the sword go faster.

The young man was startled, but he quickly came back to his senses after training, the explosive bear martial spirit possessed him, and the soul skill mixed with surging soul power collided fiercely with the Tianxing sword.

"Beast spirit?"

Sun Changxiao was not surprised either, after all, on the Douluo Continent, beast spirits are the most common spirits.

The corner of his mouth drew a slight arc, his body twisted strangely, the sword that was about to hit the bear fist brushed the bear-haired right arm, and directly penetrated into the young man's shoulder.

Jian Wuhen proudly created his own soul skills, creating a sword out of nothing.

It has to be said that although it has only been about a month since he joined Jian Wuhen, he is eager to learn about Jian Wuhen's self-created soul skills.

Tian Xingjian brought out all the blood, and was thrown to the ground by Sun Changxiao.

"Even a sect disciple like me can't win. I really don't know where you got the courage to face the suzerain directly."

Sun Changxiao looked at the young man clutching his shoulder in pain, and couldn't help sighing with some pity in his heart. The defense of the opponent's Xiong Wuhun was indeed abnormal, and the wound penetration was still too shallow.

Although I have learned the skill of creating a sword out of nothing, its power is still much weaker.

"You guys come to Xiaoyao Sword Sect, what is the matter?"

Gui Wuya asked in a deep voice, and walked forward slowly, so that while asking about the purpose, he could also give the young man a step down.

"We are here to deliver a letter. I hope Xiaoyao Jianzong can participate in the Wanzong Conference four months later."

Like the girl's hands, a letter flew out of her clothes, and then was sent into Sun Changxiao's hands through the air.

The young man snorted, but said nothing.

"Thank you."

Gui Wuya clasped his fists together, and performed the basic etiquette for peers.

The girl also clasped her fists together, and then helped the moaning young man to leave step by step.

Before leaving, the latter gave Sun Changxiao a look of embarrassment and anger, which made Sun Changxiao shrug helplessly.

"Next time we meet, I will definitely kill him."

"The other party, Xiong Wuhun, you are overthinking."

Sun Changxiao and Gui Wuya exchanged a few words in a low voice, then cupped fists at the disciple standing in front of the sect, and walked back inside the sect.

There was only one former disciple of the sect left behind, with admiration and envy shining in his eyes.

Brother Sun, who was taught by Elder Jian, became even stronger.

If I also get lectures from the elders. . .

He straightened his face, stood in front of the sect again, and started to operate his soul power according to the cultivation method publicly taught by Xue Leihan.

"Then Wuhundian, what's the background?"

Gui Wuya asked.

"Oh, a rather terrifying behemoth, I heard a little about it when I was traveling on the mainland."

Sun Changxiao held the letter in his hand, "The most important thing is to give this letter to the suzerain, and the suzerain will make the decision."

"We still focus on cultivation, this is a matter between high-level officials."

He spread his hands and smiled wryly.

Gui Wuya nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)