Coming out of the Sword Pavilion, it was past noon, and the golden wheel on the sky was still vicious.

Walking on the bustling streets, the high-rise buildings on both sides are stacked, the Zhu Lou is a green tile, and the pavilion walks through a beautiful figure from time to time, the warbler is singing and swallowing, that is the young woman who is in the blooming season.

From time to time there was a jasmet, or, golden carriage passing through the streets. The horses pulling the carts are also of different shapes, or have long heads and horns, or lion-headed horses, or are covered in scale armor, but they all stand proudly and mightily.

The pedestrians walking on the streets are endless, and most of them are young people, or well-dressed, graceful, clean and elegant, and dressed plainly. All of them carry swords and swords, walking among high-rise buildings, stalls and vendors.

These young people are all from ****, and they all have a common goal, that is, to participate in the annual sect disciple acceptance conference of Xuantian Sect, hoping to become a member of Xuantian Sect.

It is precisely because of the annual Xuantian Sect Disciple Acceptance Conference that gathers young talents from the entire Southern Regions, and Cangyun Town, as the only town within a radius of 100 miles, has naturally become the only place for these young talents to settle down before participating in the Disciple Acceptance Conference.

Such a huge flow of people naturally brought rich wealth to Cangyun Town. The wolf-like noses of the merchants are extremely sensitive, and they smell a huge business opportunity at once.

On both sides of the street, a dance pavilion was built, a jade pavilion was hooked, and young and beautiful women danced on the stage, attracting a large number of hot-blooded and impulsive young men, and bringing a lot of wealth to the merchants.

However, all this had nothing to do with Zhao Xiaochen, he just wanted to return to the Miscellaneous Servant Peak as soon as possible, and he was already a little impatient to practice the Broken Flow Sword Technique.

Walking towards the outside of Cangyun Town, along the way, the pedestrians in the places he passed avoided and looked at him with a strange gaze, and even some people whispered behind his back, envy and jealousy.

"This guy is sick, right? I don't think anyone can tell that he's carrying a fake sword. ”

"Look at his clothes, he is a miscellaneous disciple of Xuantian Sect, right?

"Master, absolute master, I didn't expect that before the apprenticeship conference started, I encountered resistance. ”

"Cut, what are you pretending, don't you just want others to know that he is very strong, and he is not afraid of being besieged, be careful that he can't even get out of this Cangyun Town. ”

"This sword is four or five hundred catties, right? At least it has to be above the eighth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm to be able to carry it! What kind of person is this person, how come I haven't heard of such a young talent. ”

Hearing the words of the people around him, Zhao Xiaochen felt a little proud in his heart, but he was more helpless, his appearance at this time was indeed a little "scary".

A huge black broken sword hung obliquely from his waist by the two swords he pressed on his shoulder, the wide blade of the sword covering his body from behind, revealing only his head and legs, and the tip of the sword was almost stuck in the ground.

This shape makes his whole person look majestic and extraordinary, like a dragon and phoenix among people, but he knows his own affairs, this is just the appearance of it, and the inside is that he only has the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and there are many people who have cultivated to be taller than him.

If there is really a conflict with others, the person who loses is himself nine times out of ten, one is that his cultivation is indeed a little lower than that of others, and he has just passed the standard of Xuantian Sect to accept disciples, and the other is that he has not cultivated any martial arts, and he is very disadvantaged to those who know martial arts.

"I'll die for my master!"

Suddenly, there was a roar ahead.

Downstairs in a palatial restaurant, the crowd gathered around.

In the crowd, a well-dressed, jade-gold young man held an ice-blue long sword, the body of the long sword was covered with a thin block of ice, and a wisp of white mist wrapped around the long sword.

Standing opposite the jade metallographic young man was a young man in white, the young man in white had his back to him, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he only had long black hair and waist.

The young man in white didn't seem to care about the sword coming from behind, he didn't even look back, he just slowly pinched the snow-white long sword at his waist with one hand.

The long sword is getting closer and closer, and it looks like it is about to slash at the young man in white.

A charming girl in green standing beside him covered her mouth and looked at her in horror, and the whole person stayed motionless. There were also some people in the crowd who turned their heads slightly, as if they couldn't bear to see the bloody scene below.

Just when everyone thought that the young man in white was about to fall in a pool of blood, the young man in white suddenly moved, Jun! A cold light lit up, obviously it was daytime, but this cold light gave people a kind of light that suddenly bloomed in the dark night, so dazzling that people lost their minds slightly.

The cold light came and went faster, and the cold light disappeared in a flash, and when the cold light disappeared, everyone came back to their senses.

I saw that the young man in white still had one hand lightly resting on the hilt of the snow-white long sword at his waist, if it weren't for a young man with a pale face behind him falling in a pool of blood, everyone really thought that his sword was not unsheathed, all this developed too fast, from the jade golden young man's splitting sword, to the young man in white's sword unsheathed into the sheath, all this happened in just one breath.

The young man in white turned his head slightly, glanced coldly at the young man in the pool of blood, ignored it, and strode forward.

The onlookers retreated to both sides of the street to avoid it, and the young man in white walked out of the crowd unimpeded, walked into the distance and disappeared into the corner of the street, leaving only a white figure in everyone's hearts.

The charming woman in green screamed, as if she had just reacted, and chased after the corner where the young man in white disappeared with small steps.

When the woman in green cut down and disappeared into the corner, the crowd of onlookers slowly approached and surrounded the miserable white boy lying on the ground, and there was a terrifying scar in front of the miserable white boy, extending from the right chest to the left lower abdomen, the scar turned up the white flesh, and the blood flowed horizontally, staining his brocade clothes.

The crowd gathered around him and pointed and whispered:

"Judging from the extent to which this kid shot just now, not to mention the realm of the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, the boy in white can defeat it with a sword, how to say that there is also the realm of the eighth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, or even the ninth layer, even if it is placed in the outer disciples of the Xuantian Sect, he is also in the forefront of the spear, and the first freshman of this session must be him. ”

"Not necessarily, those little monsters also came to participate in the Xuantian Sect's apprenticeship conference, they were the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Spirit Gathering Realm every half a year ago, after this half a year, maybe they have reached the ninth layer now, and it is really hard to say who will win and who will lose in this year's apprenticeship conference. ”

"This guy is definitely a fool, and he doesn't look at what other people are cultivating, what his own cultivation is, and he dares to rob other people's women, it's really a long life. ”

"Hehe! A family disciple like him who is clothed in fine clothes and food knows what it means to have a heaven outside the sky and someone outside the world. ”

"I think he just grabbed too many women, and this time I didn't expect to kick the iron plate. ”

“......”

Fortunately, the miserable white boy seemed to faint, otherwise he would have been alive if he heard everyone's words, and he would have been alive if he hadn't been bloodied, password! That woman is my fiancée!

That's when ......

ps: Ask for flowers, ask for collections.