Shen Ping landed lightly with Chen Suqing with his left hand, and the knife in his right hand was across his chest, looking coldly at the two brothers and sisters of the Liu family. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Suqing looked at Liu Yanwen's expression and sank imperceptibly, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart, even if Zhang Taizhao didn't make a move, only Shen Ping was not something that the two of them could fight, thinking of this, her heart settled down slightly.

Shen Ping put Chen Suqing down and said softly: "Qingniang, be careful." ”

He said this right, of course, but he should never have said it alone, although his knife was protected on his chest, it never meant to be unsheathed.

Chen Suqing was a little impatient, glanced back at Shen Ping, and called in a low voice: "Dad." ”

Her voice was very small, and no one else noticed it, but Shen Ping beside her heard it clearly, including her attitude and emotions, Shen Ping also knew it.

But Chen Suqing looked at Shen Ping, but still didn't move, she was puzzled in her heart, and looked back at Shen Ping, only to see that his expression was complicated, slightly angry, painful, helpless, and a little guilty.

Chen Suqing didn't understand a little, and he didn't know what Shen Ping was thinking, but now there was no other way, so he called him in a low voice again.

Chen Suqing didn't want to ask for help, her personality was not pestering, and she was a little arrogant, so she called twice with a sense of pleading, even if it was against Shen Ping, it was not easy.

Although Shen Ping must have heard Chen Suqing's voice and definitely understood what she meant, his knife was still not unsheathed. He took the knife behind him, and didn't look at Chen Suqing, but just said sharply to Liu Yanwen: "What about Shen Jue?!"

When Chen Suqing heard this, he trembled, and immediately looked at Liu Yanwen, and then quickly lowered his head. She was uncertain, frightened, and scared in her heart, she didn't dare to look at Liu Yanwen's brothers and sisters, her sword hung low, trembling slightly, and waited silently.

Liu Aiwen glanced at the two of them, her face was slightly helpless, and she said in a low voice: "Today, I invite the heroes of the world to come to see the Fengyuan Sword, and I won't talk about anything else." If you want to fight and kill, I can't stop you, but if you ask, I won't say anything. ”

Shen Ping listened to his words, the green tendons in his head protruded slightly, he gritted his teeth, and roared in a low voice: "Don't toast and don't eat and drink." ”

Liu Aiwen's expression was indifferent, faintly desolate, she paused for a long time before she said word by word: "Do you really think I don't dare?!"

Angry at Xiao Han, the knife broke through the sky.

Shen Ping's knife was finally unsheathed, but Liu Yanwen's brother and sister still didn't move, as if they didn't care at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Taizhao stepped forward and sneered: "You Liu family's people who are holding us can't seem to be justified, even in front of the world, it's your big mistake." ”

When Liu Yanwen heard this, he looked a little hesitant, so he glanced at Liu Aiwen inquiringly, Liu Aiwen waved his long sleeves, and said with an expression on his face: "Unless I die." ”

Seeing this, Shen Ping roared angrily, and was about to get up and kill, Zhang Taizhao pressed his arm slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Changhu, don't be impatient." ”

As he spoke, he looked around, glanced at the corner again, and said loudly, "Master Zhanming, what do you see?"

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a few monks standing in the corner, headed by the Shaolin Temple Zhan Zi generation of the Taoist monk, Zhan Ming.

I saw him in a brown robe, tall, well-proportioned, his beard was all white, he was about sixty years old, but his eyes were still clear and sound, and he seemed to know that his cultivation was extremely high.

Everyone heard Zhang Taizhao call this person Zhan Ming, and his tone was very respectful, so they knew that this person was the junior brother of Shaolin presiding Zhan Kong, Zhan Ming.

As soon as everyone entered the lobby of the Liu family, they were in a lot of noise, and no one found out when Zhan Ming was standing there, or saw it. No particular attention was paid either.

Because the aura around his body is too weak, he has been bowing his head and standing in the corner without saying a word, even if anyone sees it, he will not associate him with the top master in the martial arts, but only as the most ordinary monk.

Zhan Ming saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him, but he just bowed to Zhang Taizhao and everyone in the hall, and then said no more. And Zhang Taizhao's face sank like water, and he kept looking at him, as if he had to wait for him to reply.

The two major sects, the top masters, the dialogue between the two, no matter how much others know or understand, they dare not interject, and for a while, the air in the hall is slightly condensed.

At this moment, I saw Jiang Shuyue walking into the hall and said with a smile: "We have come all the way, and I have heard you say it for a long time, and my head is dizzy when I hear it..."

Everyone spoke up, but they didn't care about it, and they all chimed in, asking the Liu family brothers and sisters to take out the Fengyuan Sword first, so that everyone could feast their eyes.

Liu Aiwen and her brother glanced at each other, and then glanced at the people in the hall lightly, and said softly: "Even so, we can't sweep away the happiness of all the heroes, so we will take out this sword and watch it together." ”

After she finished speaking, she nodded to Liu Yanwen again, and Liu Yanwen took the two of them to the back hall, and soon came out with a sword box.

Seeing this, everyone became excited, and they all stretched their necks to look at the front of the hall, hoping to squeeze to the front.

The Liu family then rushed out more than a dozen followers and protected them around the sword. Liu Aiwen put the sword box on the table, slowly opened the sword box, and slowly took out a sword from it.

Liu Aiwen held the sword on his chest Qi Gao, everyone looked up, only to see that the sword was about three feet seven inches, ebony as the handle, the head of the sword and the sword grid of the copper, and the same ebony Cambridge There is a dragon decorated ring, this sword from the outside, it is already known that it is not a counterproduct, everyone saw it, and it was quiet all of a sudden, staring straight at the sword, and the hall was suddenly silent.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Liu Aiwen's face was also slightly excited, so he slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

The cold light broke through the autumn wind, and the sword aura was strong and cold.

As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and this sword contained an endless murderous aura, like a cold gaze, looking directly into everyone's heart.

Such a good sword, no longer need to look at the edge and sharpness, just look at the qi, you will know that it is indeed worthy of the name of the first in the world.

When everyone saw this sword, they had already made up their minds in their hearts, and they began to be a little restless.

At this time, there was only one person, as if she was transcendent of all this, and that was Chen Suqing, because when she saw this sword, she knew that it was indeed not the Fengyuan Sword, and her heart calmed down slightly.

Liu Aiwen stood in front of the hall, suddenly slashed the sword in his hand, pointed at Chen Suqing, and said with a somewhat provocative smile: "Chen Suqing, how is it?"