The people who were talking on the first floor all stood silently, looking at Ye Xuan's side silently, they didn't understand why such a demonic genius as Youjiechen would take the initiative to talk to someone who had not even reached the Heavenly Dome Realm.

Since Ye Xuan didn't hide his aura, the people in the hall on the first floor were able to see through his cultivation at a glance, the Eight Rank Heavenly Vein Realm. The people in the hall on the first floor frowned slightly, I don't know how such a person got in, why didn't the people from the Netherworld Inn blast him out?

"Can I sit here?" A faint voice came from his ears, but before Ye Xuan could answer, Yu Jiechen had already sat directly beside Ye Xuan, and then poured tea from the teacup in front of him, raised it and tasted it slowly, as if he was at home.

Ye Xuan also felt confused, and didn't know why this person would find him alone. However, since the other party did not speak, he also remained silent, just drinking tea quietly, and did not take the initiative to ask.

After a while, the tea in the teapot had gradually bottomed out under the two of them taking turns to taste, Ye Xuan drank the last cup of tea, and then gently put down the teacup. The moment the teacup touched the table, Ye Xuan's eyes shrank, because he felt that a dark energy was sweeping like a poisonous snake along the table towards the teacup under his hand.

Ye Xuan's face was silent, still sitting quietly, and when the dark energy like a poisonous snake was about to reach the teacup, Ye Xuan snorted coldly, the palm of the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and a mysterious and fierce sword qi shot out along the table without a trace.

That dark energy surged like a poisonous snake, and in the blink of an eye, it met the subtle sword qi emitted by Ye Xuan, the two corroded each other, collided with each other, and impacted each other, although the battle was very fierce, but there was no movement on the table.

The two attacks were stalemate with each other, forming a momentum of full strength and evenly divided. Ye Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and the sword qi like a thin needle suddenly trembled violently, the frequency became faster and faster, and the fierce and domineering sword intent was also more intense.

On the other side, Yu Jiechen also seemed to be aware of the subtle changes in Ye Xuan's sword qi, and Gu Bo's face was not shocked, but before he could react, that sword qi was like a wild horse that had broken away and brutally impacted his dark energy.

Caught off guard, the dark energy was dispersed by the sword qi, but the sword qi did not stop, but quickly shot away at the shatter of the dark dust.

A little anger flashed on his indifferent face, but this Yin Jue Chen was obviously not an easy person, and after snorting coldly, his hand also emitted a strong aura again, and the two attacks collided together, and then both of them were annihilated.

Ye Xuan's face flashed with a hint of surprise, and his eyes swept over the handsome face of Youjiechen without a trace. Yu Jiechen was also a little sideways because of Ye Xuan's attack just now, and the eyes of the two collided together, and faintly a faint spark burst out.

"It is worthy of being a person who defeated the old man of Tibetan Wind with one move, and his strength is really extraordinary. After staring at Ye Xuan for a moment, Yu Juechen removed his aggressive gaze and said lightly.

"Your Excellency's strength is also well hidden. Ye Xuan smiled slightly and responded with a light smile.

Wow!

The people in the hall on the first floor all whispered in surprise when they heard the conversation between the two. Ye Xuan was able to defeat the old man of the Tibetan wind with one move, although the old man of the Tibetan wind was only a first-grade Heavenly Dome Realm, but he had stayed in this realm for many years, and his foundation was deep, and even the fourth-grade Heavenly Dome Realm was far from being able to defeat him in one move.

Then there is only one possibility, the strength of this low-key tea-drinking young man may reach the Wupin Heavenly Dome Realm, or even higher.

No wonder even the arrogant Youjiechen can't help but want to make a temptation, maybe he met an opponent and his heart is itching, right?

Recite!

In the hall on the first floor, a clear sword groan suddenly sounded, sharp and cold, like the remnant snow on a lonely peak, cold and cold. Keep your books in stock

In the hall, a young man holding a green scabbard suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, the scabbard was like a jadeite, natural, verdant and green, but in the middle of the scabbard was a bewitching poppy, the poppy bloomed enchantingly, releasing a seductive charm.

When people saw the strange poppy flower on the green scabbard in that person's hand, their eyes couldn't help but show a look of horror, and they couldn't help but gasp.

"That's... Sword Eleven!"

"I didn't expect him to come too, it seems that the Jade Spirit Spring in the Netherworld Stream is still very attractive to these Tianjiao. ”

The young man holding the green scabbard had a cold face, and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of sword qi, just looking at each other made people feel painful. He glanced up at Ye Xuan, his eyes were cold and sharp, and then he turned to the body of the Peerless Dust, and then took back the sword-like gaze.

"Do you two still want to hide?" he lowered his head slightly, and said in a slightly hoarse and low voice, his voice full of sword aura swept away like a mountain and a sea, and it was extremely cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bone-numbing voice came down from the upper floor like a beautiful song, and everyone in the hall on the first floor looked shocked, and everyone's eyes unconsciously looked at the staircase, as if they were attracted by magic.

"You stinky men, you can only fight and kill, and the original quiet and peaceful atmosphere has been destroyed by you. ”

At the top of the stairs, there was a crisp sound of footsteps. A slender figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs in the hall on the first floor.

The woman's long hair is shawl, and her long black and bright hair falls down to her waist like a waterfall, and her face is pure and bright.

A pair of beautiful eyes are pure and ethereal, delicate and slender, full chest, a sinuous and slender light blue water pattern on the forehead, wearing a lilac shirt, and holding a strange sword intertwined with blue and purple in the palm of his white hand.

"Oh, why are there only three of us? Sister Feng Pian, let's come out quickly, it's rare that everyone has only gathered once in so long, but don't hide your head and show your tail." ”

A pair of beautiful autumn eyes looked at a certain window with a smile, between the delicate red lips opened and closed, the soft voice of the crispy bones gently rippled out, and nearly half of the people in the hall were soft bones and their faces were red.

Squeak!

The window in that direction suddenly opened, and a stream of light shot out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, a pretty little beauty appeared in the hall.

She was petite, with her delicate hair on her cheeks stretched outward like a ripple on the water, with braided hair running through it.

A pair of strange red eyes contained an indescribable demonic color, and the bright red lips were like two thin sword blades.

On her fragrant shoulders, there is a turquoise butterfly stretching a pair of gentle wings, and under the elegant neck, a pair of plump twin peaks stand proudly, and a turquoise belt is belted with a turquoise belt, which sets off the waist as slender and flexible as a willow branch.

The thin red lips opened lightly, and a cold voice tinkled like a mountain spring, which was quite pleasant, but there was an endless coldness.

"The opening of the Netherworld Stream once in a decade finally brings us together again. ”