Zhao Gongming smiled at the corner of his mouth and stepped onto the central venue step by step.

The onlookers naturally don't mind sneering and sneering. This domain lord realm is famous, although he has the cultivation of the Immortal King Yizhongtian, but his understanding of the Dao meaning is afraid that it is not as good as the ancestor Immortal Yizhongtian, and no one has expectations for his performance.

Beichen, on the other hand, is very interested in Zhao Gongming's next show.

Although this Zhao Gongming is a gentleman, but when he found Miao Ming and said cruel words, Beichen couldn't help but praise him.

There are many people who came to participate in the Luanfeng Club this time from the seven overlord forces. However, the most special of them is not called the temple.

Miao Ming is the holy son of the Taiyi Gate of the Immortal World, speaking of which, the status is indeed high and scary.

However, Miao Ming is in the star field, he is just a lonely person, although he is supported by the Bagua Holy Sect, but these are not a threat to Zhao Gongming.

Therefore, compared to people like Huang Genian, Miao Ming is undoubtedly the best person for him to dare to offend and not have to worry about subsequent revenge.

This alone can show that although this son of the Zhao family has average qualifications, he is not stupid.

Therefore, Beichen didn't think that he would bring humiliation on himself in such a place, and he must have been prepared.

Because of this, Beichen will be interested, and he is still quite looking forward to what hole cards this Zhao Gongming can show and seal everyone's mouths, so as to win the hearts of the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

You must know that Zhao Gongming's goal is not low, what he values is Qiushui.

Miao Ming was originally lacking in interest, but seeing Beichen's expectant expression, he unconsciously corrected his attitude.

At this time, Zhao Gongming had already walked to the center of the venue, and in the embarrassed expression of the lotus elder on the side, he unfolded the rice paper and began to point ink.

Everyone was slightly commotioned, this Zhao Gongming actually wanted to learn from Brother Huang and write a word!

Here in Beichen, it was obvious that Brother Huang's snort was a little heavier.

"Young man, his personality is too dry!"

Miao Ming's forehead darkened, "You seem to be older than others, this Brother Huang has lived for nearly a thousand years, and you don't know how much older than you!"

Beichen said angrily: "Didn't you say that I am of high seniority, these dolls, in my eyes, are not young people." ”

Miao Ming said politely: "Don't you say that you are young and old, and you have lost the sharpness of a young man?"

Beichen was furious, "Find a chance, let's learn from each other." ”

Miao Ming slapped the talisman fan in his hand and said with a smile: "I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

The two of them secretly competed with each other, and in the center of the venue, Zhao Gongming had already taken care of the matter and began to splash ink.

For a while, the voice of the discussion and laughter below immediately weakened, and turned into a light or gasping voice.

Although Beichen and Miaoming didn't pay attention to Zhao Gongming, they could also perceive that a cold and sharp sword light came directly from their bodies, which was the artistic conception of the best in swordsmanship.

Miao Ming said, "There is really a way!"

At this moment, there was no sound of ridicule around the venue, because with Zhao Gongming's pen, a sword word with awe-inspiring sword spirit appeared in front of everyone.

This character is very simple, it is written in ancient immortal script, it is very thick, and it exudes a chilling sword aura.

Beichen was quite interested in carefully understanding this sword intent, but he quickly frowned, until later, he completely lost interest.

On the side, Miao Ming looked at it with relish, he was also a sword cultivator, and he seemed to be quite cold about this sword word, and there were some signs of enlightenment.

Beichen coughed, like a thunderclap, which exploded in Miaoming's ears, pulling him out of the Dao realm.

Miao Ming is puzzled, this looks so exciting, what the hell are you doing!

Beichen frowned and said: "This word has its appearance, flashy, and cannot be investigated, if you look deeply, I am afraid that you will go down the evil path." ”

Miaoming's face sank, and he looked at the sword word again according to Beichen's instructions, and sure enough, he found that there was something else inside.

This sword word, although the sword intent is striking, and it seems to be simple and vigorous, but after careful scrutiny, it was found that the door was cut off and closed.

Miao Ming was puzzled, and Chuanyin asked Beichen, "What's going on?"

Beichen said disdainfully: "This sword word is very good, it should be left by everyone in the way of the sword, but this is not Zhao Gongming's own way, forcibly written out, in vain, this word is afraid that the Zhao family specially prepared for this son, that is, it is intended to make him a blockbuster in the display of the Dao of the Luan Feng Society." ”

Miao Ming Nahan, this Zhao Jiagui is one of the seven overlords of the domain lord realm, and his methods are inevitably too vulgar.

Although an abnormality was found here in Beichen, many of the people present were immersed in this sword intent, unable to extricate themselves, as if they really had an understanding.

Even the older generation of people around the central venue stared at it and thought it was true.

Beichen chuckled, picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, and gently put it on the table.

The invisible sound wave came out, directly dispersing the sword realm created by this sword word.

Everyone broke free from the sword realm, but they didn't find out who was making trouble.

"Who dares to make trouble above the Luanfeng Society?" someone roared.

"Damn, this son just got something, and he was cut off from life, who did the good thing, come out, this son is going to break you. ”

"As for the elders of the Hehuan Sect, can they just let someone make trouble here. ”

------

Everyone was indignant, as the initiator, Beichen was very quiet at this time, gently picked up the spiritual tea, and took a sip again, but it was very unappetizing, and he stopped tasting it.

Miao Ming on the side, holding back a smile in his heart, this little Beiba did a good deed, but he was scolded angrily, and he didn't know what his anger looked like.

To Beichen's surprise, after a while, there were a few slightly suspicious eyes that swept towards him.

However, if you look closely, you find that these eyes are not rushing towards him, but at Miaoming.

In this way, Beichen is in a good mood, and it seems that Miaoming has carried this pot for him.

Miaoming's face darkened, this is really, there is nowhere to complain, the key people are just suspicious, and their eyes do not stop for much.

If Miao Ming stood up and clarified at this time, it would definitely be three hundred taels of silver here.

Hate and hated to pick up his spiritual tea, and Miaoming Niu took a big sip before he could be regarded as suppressing the evil fire in his heart.

Beichen said: "Young man, don't be too angry. ”

"You're wilted. ”

His Taoist display was interrupted, and the most angry person was none other than Zhao Gongming.

However, with his cultivation, he naturally couldn't find out who was making trouble, and his cold eyes glanced around the scene, Zhao Gongming, and felt that everyone was suspicious.

rushed off the stage angrily, but fortunately, he was no longer greeted with cynicism, but shocked faces.

"Boom, these deflated calves, you know how powerful this son is. ”

With pride in his heart, Zhao Gongming's steps were much brisker.

At this time, Elder Lotus walked out again, "Is there anyone present who wants to show some Taoism?"

Someone really stood up for this question, and it was none other than the disciple who Beichen had just noticed in the Shushan Holy Sect.

"Huixing Pavilion has three points of ink, I have seen all immortal friends!"

This person reported his identity, and everyone present gasped.

Beichen was curious, looked at Miaoming, and saw that this kid also had a shocked look.

"Why, you didn't notice him at first?" Beichen asked, puzzled.

Miao Ming nodded honestly, "Although I have noticed that this person is special, I didn't expect that this is the holy son of Confucianism, the three-point ink of Huixing Pavilion, I heard that he was taught by the Holy Master of Confucianism, and he also rewarded him with three points of ink, and since then, he has changed his name to three-point ink." ”

Beichen is funny, this kid is inevitably too sincere, people give you three points of ink, and you will change your name to three points of ink.

Miao Ming then introduced: "This person has a great background, among Confucianism, his status is very high, not comparable to ordinary young geniuses, I rarely see him make a move, this Taoist display, I don't know what kind of Taoist realm this son wants to show." ”

Beichen looked at the three points of ink for a while, and said with a smile: "Sword intent!"

"Sword intent, are you sure!"

Beichen glanced at Miaoming, "Can't I see this point, besides, I have also practiced in Confucianism for a period of time, and I know a lot about Confucianism." ”

Miao Ming wondered, "I can't see that this son actually cultivates the way of the sword." ”

"This just shows that the cultivation of this son's kendo is profound, and even you have hidden it, but I am quite looking forward to it, whether it can have a more amazing performance than just now. ”

Before Beichen finished speaking, a cold snort sounded next to him, and it was Brother Huang who couldn't hold his breath again.

Beichen was curious, and when he looked at the central venue, he suddenly realized that these three points of ink even had to write a word, which was really a lawsuit on paper.

"Zhao Gongzi is a sword word, so that he has a lot of feelings, so he also offers ugliness, writes a sword word, please watch. ”

The words of the three-point ink landed, and suddenly, a sword wind permeated, and everyone seemed to be in a world of swords, with sword light shining everywhere, which was very dizzying.

In the midst of thousands of sword lights, suddenly, there was a supreme and pure sword intent, which came into the air, like the king of the sword, penetrating the hearts of the people.

Beichen sighed, Confucian sword is in the middle, this son is really profound, only this point, I don't know how much stronger it is than Zhao Gongming's sword character just now.

Beichen sighed with emotion: "The Confucian sword is important, the virtue is broad, as for the haowei, non-offensive and defensive, simple and refined, so it is prosperous and prosperous, perfect and perfect, and it is natural, because of the difficulty of guarding the heart, to the prosperity of the offensive, it is really rare!"

Beichen sighed for a while, completely forgetful, this sentence, did not inform Miaoming through the transmission, but said it directly.

In the whole venue, the sword intent was suddenly closed, and in the center of the venue, the three-point ink hand held the red pen, his eyes trembled, and he looked at Beichen from afar, and he obviously felt something about Beichen's explanation.

"Immortal friends are my Confucians?" asked Sandianmo.

Beichen smiled lightly, "I have studied in Confucianism, and I can be regarded as half a Confucian student!"

"That's the case, the three points of ink should be called a senior fairy friend, and I don't know the name of the fairy friend. "Three points of ink, obviously very interested in Beichen, who can see through his sword realm and sword intent at a glance.

Beichen said: "Just call me Aigu." ”

At three o'clock, Mo Yao saluted from afar and went down to the central venue with a smile.

At this moment, everyone present subconsciously glanced at Beichen, obviously surprised that Beichen was able to break through the essence of the Confucian sword in one word.

Miao Ming frowned, "When did you have such a perception of kendo?"

Beichen scolded: "The avenue of the world, touching the bypass, you can't help but make too much fuss, what do you look like." ”