There was silence in the drunken building.

This season of Buddhism, it happens to be autumn, the wind rises, and the red bamboo leaves on the periphery of the restaurant fly one by one.

Inside the restaurant, it is so quiet that you can hear the sound of breathing.

There is a kind of person in the world who naturally has magical power, such as Mo Mingyu, such as the peerless girl in the restaurant, such as Zhuang Yang.

The first time he saw Zhuang Yang, it was not because he was looking at a sword, but because he was a rising star hanging in the sky.

He is indeed dazzling, even without the Sansheng Sword in the scabbard at his waist, he is also an eye-catching person.

Cultivate swords all your life, and don't use swords all your life.

He was learning from the swordsman from the Five Elements Concept, and it is said that the swordsman never used his natal sword, even if he came to cut the sword gate that time, he only used a sword.

If you want to defeat the enemy, you must let go of your self-esteem and mustard in your heart, and put down your body to set an example and learn from the enemy.

Then, he succeeded.

Such perseverance is unimaginable to ordinary people, especially how much he loves swords.

What he has to do now is to improve his cultivation and surpass his opponents.

Decades of training have filled his eyes with a special light, which people can't explain, and can only call it sword light.

The Rise of the Sword Gate, the Sansheng Sword, the genius of the sword......

Together, even if the children of the three major forces come, it is difficult to affect his demeanor.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but unusual.

The crowd of "Yuyang ......" sighed, and some people worshipped it, and this legendary young man finally saw it.

The Wushuang girl's eyes drooped slightly, and her eyes were a little impatient and vigilant, and she said, "Yuyang, there's nothing for you here, you go and solve your problem." ”

Yu Yang shook his head, pursed his lips as thin as a sword, and looked at Mo Guantian instead: "If you don't leave, I will blow you away." ”

Mo Guantian didn't move.

The peerless girl didn't move.

The people in the drunken building seemed to be all drunk, their faces flushed with a strange ruddy, and they looked at Zhuang Yang.

They want to see Zhuang Yang make a move.

Because there are rumors that after Zhuang Yang got the Sansheng Sword, he fought with a genius of the same generation in the Sanxian Sect, and the result was that Yuyang won, and he has not used the Sansheng Sword.

Yu Yang looked at Mo Guantian quietly, his eyes clear.

He doesn't mind making a move here, if the other party is a strong person and his cultivation is higher than the Iron Bone Realm, then he can't fight back, he can only dodge.

If the other party is still below Bigu, it is not his opponent.

Who is he?

The first heir of the first sword in the world, invincible below the Bigu Realm.

He lightly struck out, only two fingers out, and his footsteps rustled on the ground.

Everyone saw the future of this sword gate, like a wild goose spreading its wings and flying here.

At this time, he did not have sword intent.

In the next second, the intoxicating building was full of sword intent.

"My wine!"

Some monks exclaimed, but they saw that the wine in their cups was like a sword.

If it was a monk with a sword, he could barely hold the sword in his hand at the moment.

People looked up statically, as if they couldn't see each other's figures, only a pair of eyes, as bright as day.

Mo Guantian walked in the direction of the peerless girl.

What is the purpose of training apprentices?

Of course, it's for this kind of moment.

Ding.

Zhuang Yang's two fingers landed on a broad palm, and his voice was crisp, like the tip of a sword against a shield.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a very inconspicuous man, he had noticed this man, standing beside the Taoist priest, but it was too ordinary.

The originally casual eyes immediately became cautious, even if he didn't use the sword, he just used the sword to refer to the sword, and he wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but there were not many people who could catch it so easily.

In the eyes of everyone, it was completely different.

All the sword intent suddenly disappeared when it resisted the man's palm.

What kind of strength is this?

No one knows where he came from.

No one knows his name.

But to be able to do this to this extent, at least much better than them.

"Out of company. ”

Zhong An withdrew his palm, nodded slightly, and followed Mo Guantian into the box.

He was not good at words, and when he was in Huaxia, because there was no way, he had to speak on some occasions.

After coming here, it was a lot easier.

The other party's age is about the same as his own, and for a lifespan of three or four hundred years, under sixty or seventy years old, it is indeed young.

"What's your name?" asked Yu Yang with an expressionless face.

"Nobody. Zhong An didn't want to get into trouble, so he didn't answer.

Zhuang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he smiled slightly.

He didn't get the information destroyed because of such a blow.

It's just that...... Who the hell are these two?

Yuyang was hiking and was about to go deeper, when suddenly, a Buddhist disciple ran over.

"What?"

"You said my brother was killed?"

Zhuang Yang's face was gloomy.

Jianmen is his home, and if Jianmen wants to rise, it can't rely on him alone.

Although Lu Liang's strength is still a little worse, but now that the sword momentum has recovered, it will also bless all the children of the Sword Sect