Song Zhen's eyes were not good, the wine glass moved very slowly, and the wine inside was actually boiling, as if it could be sprayed out at any time.

Xue Ye remained silent, slowly picked up the wine glass on the mahogany table, and raised it, the wine in his wine glass was very calm, in contrast to the other party.

Song Zhen sneered at a glance, but he filled the wine glass with enough true qi, as long as the two wine glasses touched together, the other party's wine glass would definitely shatter, and then the wine would shoot out like a sharp sword and hit him, although it was not fatal, but it would definitely make him embarrassed and lose face in front of Miss Ye.

Under everyone's attention, the two wine glasses collided together, and there was no crisp porcelain collision sound, as if they were wrapped in gas.

I saw two true qi lingering on the wrists of the two, and the competition was very fierce, just as I was breathing, a wine glass exploded.

It turned out to be Song Zhen's wine glass shattered, and the wine turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards his face.

"What!"

Song Zhen was taken aback, and hurriedly used his body protection true qi to shake away the flying wine, and his left hand actually held a snow-bright flying knife out of thin air.

The weapons of the disciples in the Iron Fan Gate are generally an iron fan, but they are most proficient in the hidden weapon, Song Zhen is the young master of the Iron Fan Gate, and he has received the true transmission of the highest secret weapon technique in the door, and his secret weapon is naturally one of the killer weapons.

But what he didn't know was that Xue Ye's use of hidden weapon techniques had already reached the pinnacle.

Just when Song Zhen was about to throw the flying knife, his wrist couldn't move, his five fingers were numb, and the flying knife couldn't grasp it and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Zou Ziyu's other friends were stunned, because they knew that Song Zhen had deep internal skills and was good at using secret weapons, as long as he wanted to make Xue Ye ugly, the other party would not be spared under the sneak attack, who knew that Song Zhen had missed.

Song Zhen actually had a golden needle stuck in his wrist.

"When did he launch the hidden weapon?"

Song Zhen was puzzled, the most brilliant secret weapon technique he had ever seen was used by his father, and he couldn't see how to make a move at all, but this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him was only cultivated to the fourfold realm of enlightenment, how did he launch the secret weapon invisibly, could it be that his secret weapon method was more clever than his father's?

Xue Ye could give him an answer, there was no secret weapon technique in the Heavenly Martial Kingdom that could compare to the "Seven Star Holy Demon Golden Needle" method.

"How can this be reasonable, I kindly toast you, and you actually used a secret weapon to sneak attack me!"

Song Zhen said angrily.

"Hey, you still have to be shameless, it's good that you attacked first, and you even bit back, don't come out and pretend if you don't have the ability!"

Di Qiuyue couldn't stand it, and stood up with a slap on the table.

Zou Ziyu said with a gloomy face: "Senior Brother Xue, I have the heart to ask my friends to come and wash the dust for you, if you don't thank you, it's just a bit too much, and you even hurt people!"

Zou Ziyu's other friends had unkind faces, and they all got up and stood behind Song Zhen.

"You don't have to reverse right and wrong here, don't think that you can bully people if you have more people, if you want to fight, who is afraid of whom!"

Di Qiuyue rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white wrists, and her small body stood behind Xue Ye.

"Senior Brother Zou, I also saw it, it was your friend who hurt people first!"

Ye Qianluo's face was slightly cold, and he stood up.

The atmosphere was tense and tense.

"Brother Xue, don't think that if you are an inner disciple of the Hidden Sword Valley, you can do whatever you want, in Jiangcheng or our brothers, it's not that I don't give Brother Zou face today, if you get hurt, if I just walk out of this door, I Song Zhen won't be able to mix in Jiangcheng in the future!"

Song Zhendao.

"What do you want?"

Xue Ye didn't distinguish and asked.

"Hmph, this Jing Yaxuan has an underground arena, do you dare to go there and have a fight with me, if you win, forget it, if you lose, kowtow to me and apologize?"

Song Zhen snorted coldly.

"Hmph, that's not fair!"

Di Qiuyue said.

"How unfair, is it because his cultivation is only the fourfold perfection of the Enlightenment Realm?

Song Zhen's nostrils went up.

"You think too highly of yourself, I mean if you lose, you have to kowtow to the ice cube face and admit your mistake!"

Di Qiuyue said.

"You ......"

"Why don't you dare?"

"Hmph, that's it!"

......

The thirteen people walked out of the private room and soon came to the underground arena of Jing Yaxuan.

The whole Jing Ya Xuan attic is a hexagonal ring, the center is hollowed, and the upstairs room by the window lattice can see the situation of the underground arena, which is also specially provided for the guests in the elegant room, and is used to perform gladiatorial fights during the meal.

Thirteen people walked into the arena and quickly attracted the attention of many elegant rooms upstairs.

"Your Highness, you see it's that kid just now!"

In the elegant room on the seventh floor, the black-clothed swordsman with a long sword on his back said.

There were only two people in the elegant room, and it was the brocade-clothed young man and his servant that Xue Ye and the others met when they went upstairs.

The young man in brocade walked to the window with a white jade wine glass in his hand with great interest, and his eyes locked on Xue Ye's body: "Reverse cold, what do you think of this young man?"

"This son's eyes are cold and calm, there is an extremely ruthless anger in his bones, and he has the potential of a top killer. ”

The black-clothed swordsman said.

"That's right, it's a talent, and he can be used for our forgetful building!"

The young man in brocade said with a smile.

"But such a young man is very strong, I'm afraid that he won't want to join my Forget Worry Building!"

The black-clothed swordsman said.

"Hmph, as long as I go out and look at this world, there is no one I can't buy!"

A touch of arrogance appeared between the eyebrows of the young man in brocade.

"This person deserves His Highness's personal involvement?"

The black-clothed swordsman was surprised.

"That's right, I'm a person who cherishes talents, as long as it's a talent, no matter how big or small I meet, I'll come forward to get involved, this is the attitude of making a big deal, this is good, see if I use a little trick for us!"

The young man in brocade looked far away.

In a private room on the sixth floor, a half-human-sized red-haired monkey was scurrying around the room, and suddenly came to the window lattice, and when he saw that someone was about to fight, he scratched his ears and cheeks happily.

"What do you see, little war slave?"

A young man from the wind of the jade tree stood up, his figure was as straight as a jade pine, he was dressed in a decent dark shirt, and there was a bit of pride between his eyebrows, he curiously walked to the window lattice and stroked the monkey's head.

"Oh, these little hairy children are all children of the famous families in Jiangchuan County, and His Royal Highness will hold an elegant meeting in Biyun Villa the day after tomorrow, and these little hairy children are invited!"

An old man with blue eyes followed him.

"Hey, I look a little familiar with that young man, I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

The young man in Xuanyi looked at Xue Ye, who was dressed in a black shirt, and asked.

"Isn't this teenager just ......"

The crane-haired old man stopped talking, looked at the corner of the elegant room, and sat on the pear bench covered with red patterned silk, a beautiful woman with a lazy and arrogant posture.

"Xianyu, can you come and see if you know this boy?"

After the young man in Xuanyi finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something: "It's him!"

......

"Brother Song, there's no problem with your wrist injury, do you want me to fight for you?"

Wang Dong asked.

"Don't worry, I was just careless in the room just now, this kid is just a fourfold cultivation of the Enlightenment Realm, don't worry!"

Song Zhendao.

"Brother Song must be extra careful, this kid's internal strength is very strong, don't fight with him, rely on your iron door tricks to defeat him unexpectedly!"

Zou Ziyu whispered, he still has great confidence in Song Zhen, after all, he is a sevenfold cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm, coupled with his strange secret weapon technique, even an ordinary Enlightenment Realm eightfold martial artist may not be an opponent.

The two walked onto the arena, and Song Zhen showed a fierce appearance like a tiger: "Stinky boy, I will let you know how to write the word regret, it will definitely make you pay a painful price!"

"Just take you to test my Transformation Realm 'Swimming Fish Sword Technique' to see if it's good or not!"

Xue Ye closed his eyes and held his hand on the hilt of the Thrilling Sword.

"Fool me, give me death!

Song Zhen's sudden move was his strongest secret weapon technique of the iron door, 'Peacock Open Screen'.

I saw that the iron fan in Song Zhen's hand suddenly opened, turning into an arc and stabbing at the other party, and at the moment of opening the fan, thousands of silver needles hidden in the iron fan erupted out, turning into a drizzle of rain and stabbing away, which was enough to skewer Xue Ye into a hedgehog in an instant.

"How dare he kill him?"

Di Qiuyue and Ye Qianluo's pretty faces changed.

"Hmph, he's dead!"

Zou Ziyu sneered at the corner of his mouth, even if he met the other party's 'Peacock Open Screen', he might not be able to get out of the way, and Xue Ye would never be able to avoid it by surprise.