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Chapter 390

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Because Jiang Yuting was a disciple of the Jiang clan, he wanted to find Jiang Sanfeng through her.

Jiang Yuting nodded slightly, and then quickly pulled Lin Xuan into the Jiang Manor.

"What did I just see? The young mistress is pulling a young man in. "

"That's impossible, I must be dreaming!" The two guards panicked.

"Doesn't the young mistress hate those men? Why is she walking with a strange man?"

The guards did not know Lin Xuan, so they did not know that Lin Xuan had been here once.

Entering the Jiang Manor, Jiang Yuting led Lin Xuan into the depths of the manor.

Soon, the two came to an exquisite pavilion.

"Lin Gongzi, please come in." Jiang Yuting pushed the door open.

Lin Xuan chuckled and quickly walked in. However, when he entered, he was clearly stunned.

Inside the room, there were pink decorations everywhere, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

This was clearly a woman's boudoir.

Needless to say, this must be Jiang Yuting's room.

"Looks like this chick must be in a hurry to bring a stranger into her boudoir!"

Lin Xuan looked around curiously and found that the decorations in the room were very exquisite. Although it was not luxurious, it had a simple and elegant aura.

After closing the door and windows, Jiang Yuting once again summoned the Five-Colored Peacock, and a pair of gem-like eyes stared at Lin Xuan.

"Lin Gongzi, hurry up and save An 'an!"

Lin Xuan nodded and began to activate his sword will to save the Five-Colored Peacock.

While Lin Xuan was saving the Five-Colored Peacock, the entire Jiang Manor was in a state of jubilation.

At this time, the Jiang clan was holding a family meeting, and it was very lively.

In addition to the dozens of branches, there were other forces in Blackfeather City who came to watch.

The seats were full, and the Jiang clan leader, Jiang Tianyou, looked around with joy.

"Good swordsmanship, this competition is much better than before!" A middle-aged man laughed loudly.

This man was the lord of the Eagle Fortress, Eagle Mountain.

The Eagle Fortress was also an overlord in Blackfeather City and had business dealings with the Jiang Clan.

"Hehe, compared to the disciples of the Eagle Fortress, these kids are still lacking a lot," Jiang Tianyou replied with a smile.

At this moment, Jiang Jian was fighting in the arena. His opponent was a Greenwater Lake disciple.

Jiang Jian brandished his sword, and the silver light in the sky formed dots of light that pierced into the void.

In an instant, the Greenwater Lake disciple was surrounded by silver sword auras from all directions.

He could only raise his defenses and was forced to resist.

Boom!

The silver light slashed down, piercing through the disciple's defensive barrier and sending him flying.

"Eh, this brat doesn't seem to be a disciple of your Greenwater Lake?" Eagle Castle's Castle Master Ying Tieshan was astonished.

"A main clan disciple was actually defeated by a branch disciple. Jiang Clan Head, your disciples aren't that great!"

Next to him, a red-haired man sneered.

This burly man was full of energy, and his voice was burning hot. As he spoke, the surrounding air trembled.

This person was from the Red Leaves Aristocratic Family. The Red Leaves Aristocratic Family and the Jiang Clan were both part of the four aristocratic families of the Dragon Star Superpower Nation.

At this moment, it was normal for words to provoke each other.

"The main clan's branch disciples are all disciples of my Jiang Clan. It doesn't matter who wins or loses." Jiang Tianyou looked magnanimous.

The red-haired man sneered, not believing his words at all.

As a disciple of an aristocratic family, he obviously knew the difference between a branch disciple and a main clan disciple.

"Which branch is this young man from?" Jiang Tianyou asked the person next to him.

"Clan Head, he's a disciple of the Green Mountain City branch."

Jiang Tianyou nodded. "His sword technique is not bad. You can pay more attention to him."

The purpose of holding the Clan Assembly was to find genius disciples from the various branches and nurture them to serve the clan.

Therefore, any disciple who performed outstandingly in the Clan Assembly would be heavily nurtured by the Jiang Clan.

"Eh? Jiang Li is here. Looks like that brat is going to lose. "Eagle Castle's Castle Master was excited.

Next to him, there was an arrogant young man looking at the arena with a trace of disdain.

On the arena, a young man in a white robe appeared with a green bamboo in his hand.

"Not bad, but you'll stop here." Jiang Li said calmly.

Jiang Jian held his long sword tightly with a serious expression. He could feel the pressure coming from the young man opposite him. It was stronger than Jiang Hong's aura.

"Another core disciple." Jiang Jian felt bitter in his heart.

There were ten core disciples in the Jiang Clan. Each of them was stronger than the others.

Although Jiang Hong was strong, he was only ranked ninth among the core disciples.

And the person in front of him was ranked even higher.

"Take my strongest attack, Silver Dragon Goes to the Sea!" Jiang Jian raised his hands and struck out his strongest attack.

The starlight in the sky intertwined and formed a silver dragon that charged forward furiously.

This move caused the disciples below the arena to exclaim. But Jiang Li just looked at the sky and smiled faintly.

He waved the green bamboo cane in his hand, forming bamboo shadows that filled the sky.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the jade-green light, forming a powerful impact force.

With a swing of the staff, the green bamboo shadows that filled the sky hit the silver Jiao dragon and instantly dispersed it.

Seeing his strongest attack being scattered, Jiang Jian's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The gap between them was too big. He was no match for Jiang Li.

Your sword art is not bad, but your cultivation base is too low. Wait until you reach the late Harmonious Spirit Realm. Jiang Li said calmly.

From the beginning to the end, he was very calm. Obviously, he didn't care about this match at all.

Jiang Jian laughed bitterly. For some reason, a figure appeared in his mind.

It was a handsome young man in a black robe. He held a broken sword in his hand and his aura was very sharp.

"If it's him, can he defeat Jiang Li?" Jiang Jian guessed.

Shaking his head, he walked down the arena with a disappointed face.

"Worthy of being one of the ten core disciples of the Green Water Lake. He defeated that person with one strike. It seems like Jiang Li's cultivation base has improved a lot." The fort master of the Eagle Fort said with a smile.

"Li 'er is not bad, but he's still not as good as Shaoxiong."

"Uncle Jiang, you flatter me." The young man in a black robe beside the fort master said.

Although he spoke modestly, his eyes were full of pride.

"Uncle Jiang, why didn't Yuting come?" Shaoxiong asked.

"That girl likes to run around. I don't know where she is now."

"Although she likes to play, she knows what's important. I think she'll be here soon."

"She's not young anymore. It's time for her to find a husband." The fort master said with a smile.

"Shaoxiong has always liked Ting 'er. It'll be great if they can be together."

Hearing this, Shaoxiong's face showed a trace of excitement.

The surrounding elders also had different expressions. It seemed like the Eagle Fort wanted to form a marriage alliance.

However, Jiang Tianyou just smiled faintly: "I don't mind, but I need Ting 'er's approval."

"Alright, Ting 'er is still young. I don't want her to get married so early."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's watch the match!" Jiang Tianyou changed the topic.

Everyone looked at the arena again.

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