The square was quiet again, and the needles could be heard, just because of the three words that Princess Wen Yao had just said.

"I promise."

Everyone was stunned.

Half-step Wu Ling, the princess of the Tang Dynasty, and the extremely talented Princess Wen Yao actually agreed to be a maid with only the strength of King Wu.

Even if Zhan Wuque is a true disciple of the Tianji Peak of Guiyi Sword Sect, even if Yan Wushuang, the eldest disciple of the sect leader, is here, he is not qualified to let Princess Wen Yao be his maid.

Because, the Tang Dynasty, Guiyi Jian Sect also needs to look up to it!

The two are not on the same level at all!

“What’s going on?”

Butterfly's mind was in chaos.

"Impossible, impossible," Song Xin still couldn't believe this fact.

"This world is so crazy," everyone couldn't recover for a long time.

The princess of the Tang Dynasty who was unattainable to them turned out to be a young boy's personal maid. What she dared not think of on weekdays actually happened.

Zhan Wuque saw Wen Yao agreeing, but nodded lightly.

This result was as expected by him.

He could see that Wen Yao was very eager to inherit the stone tablet.

"You can call me your son in the future," Zhan Wuque said, "Since you are my maid now, you are your own people. The stone tablet just now will be passed on to you."

Zhan Wuque waved his lightly, and a fragmented stone tablet consciousness appeared in Wen Yao's mind.

After just three breaths, the sound of swords sounded from Wen Yao's body, and the flying sword on the stone tablet emitted a misty green light, illuminating Wen Yao's body. The movement was so loud that it was as good as the strange bird and the war soul.

"I did not read you wrong by the power of the rules."

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly when he saw this.

Princess Wen Yao is very talented and soon felt the power of rules hidden deep in the stone tablet.

Of course, this is also related to the size of the stone tablet.

The stone tablet that Wen Yao realized was almost the smallest, and relatively speaking, it was the best to understand.

In addition, she had already felt it for a night and had some experience. Now she has helped her and has three-pronged approaches, so she has been exposed to the power of rules in a short time.

At this moment, Princess Wen Yao was shocked to the point of being indescribable.

She never expected that the stone tablet inherited from the power of rules!

This is the power of the Martial Saint!

The Martial Saint is the strongest guardian of the super dynasty and a super strong man that the Tang Dynasty cannot reach. He can roam the continent of the gods, and even in the holy land, he must greet him with a smile.

Wen Yao felt a little dry and dry.

The only dissatisfaction left in the previous battle against Wuque has now disappeared without a trace.

She believed that if others knew that the inheritance stone tablet could understand the power of the rules, they would definitely seek to fight without fault at all costs, even if they knelt on the ground, they would do whatever they could.

"It's good talent, this is your opportunity. You can choose another stone tablet," Zhan Wuque said.

The stone tablet that Princess Wen Yao just realized was very small in size and the power of the rules was too thin.

"Thanks!"

Princess Wen Yao thanked her from the bottom of her heart, and she was convinced by Zhan Wuque.

She finally understood why Zhan Wuque had said that she was all wrong, not only did she use the method of perception incorrectly, but she also made the mistake of the stone tablet really inheriting things.

It's a big mistake.

Soon, Princess Wen Yao selected another stone tablet.

This time the stone tablet was very large enough to rank among the top five. Zhan Wuque didn't talk much nonsense and directly threw the fragmented will of the stone tablet into Princess Wen Yao's mind.

"If she can still understand the power of rules this time, then she will be considered a malleable talent."

Zhan Wuque thought in his heart.

At this moment, a group of people came over from afar.

When he saw Zhan Wuque, his eyes showed ecstasy.

"Dugu Qiubai, I see where you are going today! Hand over the evil-proof sword!"

These people are actually disciples of the Thunder Sect.

They speed up their pace, rushed to the front, and surrounded Zhan Wuque.

"I really searched everywhere, and I didn't have time to find it. I didn't expect to meet you here!"

The leader laughed.

Lu Tan, the leader of the Leiming Sect, had already given a death order and must get Zhan Wuque's evil-proof sword. As long as the successful ones are, they will become Lu Tan's personal disciples.

Not only that, there are also a large number of treasures and pills rewards, so they are so excited after seeing Zhan Wuque.

"Are you sure you want to fight me here?" Zhan Wuque spoke calmly.

The people around him also looked strange.

In the stone tablet square, Zhan Wuque is invincible, and even if the strong martial spirit comes, it is not enough to see it.

These people actually said they wanted to kill Zhan Wuque, so where did they get the courage?

"Are you scared?" The leader thought Zhan Wuque was timid, and laughed, "It's useless to be afraid, let me get it!"

"Cut off his head and turn back to the sect leader, and you will definitely get some reward!"

A group of people rushed up immediately, with swords and swords flashing, and instantly submerged Zhan Wuque.

"Since that's the case, then you all die for me!"

Zhan Wuque's voice echoed out.

The next moment, six stone tablets buzzed and trembled.

"not good!"

The Leiming Sect felt a force that destroyed the world rushed out of the stone tablets.

"Get back!"

"Run! Run!!!"

Everyone had no time to think about it and turned around and ran wildly.

But Zhan Wuque was determined to kill them, how could he let them leave safely?

"Slay me!"

As Zhan Wuque's voice scattered, the power of the six monuments crisscrossed, and in just an instant, all the disciples of the Thunder Sect were knocked away.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

The breeze blew by, and all the people from the Thunder Sect seemed to be frozen in place. They looked frightened and heard constant explosions.

Finally, it turned into a mass of blood mist and dissipated with the wind.

The disciples of the Leiming Sect were destroyed.

Zhan Wuque waved his hand and all the storage bags left on the ground flew up and were put away by him.

There was a silence around.
Chapter completed!