Puff puff......

The voice of soul shattering suddenly sounded, and when the soul storm in Chu Ming's mind gradually subsided, one of them was ethereal.

Call!

Chu Ming slowly opened his eyes, which was unremarkable, the soul power had been used by Chu Ming to the realm of transcendence, if it wasn't for the strength of a strong person who surpassed Chu Ming too much, there would be no way to see Chu Ming's depth.

Crunch!

Chu Ming patted the dust on his body and walked out of the room slowly, the tea ceremony was about to start, and many Tianjiao gathered in the Heixuan Mountain Range, just in the inn, he felt a few strong momentum.

"Chu Ming, the tea ceremony is about to start, Xu Ming and Xu Lie have already rushed to the Heixuan Mountain Range, let's go too!"

In the room next to her, Feng Yuyan stretched out her head and proposed.

"No problem!"

Chu Ming nodded, called Zuo Feng Thunder out from the innermost room, and the three of them flew towards the Black Xuan Mountain Range together.

The town was built as a place for many heavenly pride to rest, and the real place where the tea ceremony was held was on the outskirts of the Black Gen Mountains.

Somewhere on the periphery of the Black Xuan Mountain Range, the Flying Snow Sword Sect spent a huge amount of manpower and material resources to build a high platform with a length and width of 10,000 meters, on which there were many seats, and from time to time young girls would fly in from afar and gather here.

However, if you want to participate in a tea ceremony, you don't just need an invitation to participate, and you also need to leave damage on the dynamometer column that causes the gem to turn red.

"Why? I have an invitation, why don't you let me attend the tea ceremony? ”

A chaotic sound sounded, which was unusually striking in the quiet tea ceremony venue, and looked in the direction of the shouting.

I saw a gray-robed young man, his face full of righteous indignation at the moment, glaring angrily at the deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect in front of him!

"That's Yao Song from the Qinghai Sea!"

"I watched him shoot a few days ago, and his attack only barely made the gem of the force measuring column turn yellow, and his strength was sparse and ordinary."

"Hehehe, I guess he must be coming to the tea ceremony for the first time, otherwise he wouldn't even understand the basic rules of the tea ceremony."

In the venue of the tea ceremony, all the Tianjiao sitting on the high seat had sneering on their faces, looking at Yao Song gloatingly.

Yao Song felt a lot of Tianjiao's gaze, and the pressure on his body instantly doubled, and fine beads of sweat left on his forehead.

"What happened?"

A clear voice sounded, and then behind the deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect, a cold and arrogant young man with a lofty spirit appeared, with a flat face, and a blue sword crossed on his back, and the blade of the sword was awe-inspiring.

"It's Qin Guan of the Flying Snow Sword Sect!"

On the high platform, many Tianjiao exclaimed.

With Qin Guan's strength, even in the entire Sword Domain, it is enough to rank among the top five, and his reputation has attracted a lot of attention.

"Here's the thing......"

When the deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect was having a headache, when he saw Qin Guan, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and slowly explained the matter.

Yao Song is a domain Tianjiao, although his strength is not as good as him, but in terms of status, he is much higher than him, and he just handed over this matter to Qin Guan to deal with.

After that, the deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect retreated, and Qin Guan's face was indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation.

"You want to attend a tea ceremony?"

The corners of Qin Guan's mouth twitched, and he asked slowly.

"Yes, I have an invitation to the tea ceremony, why don't you let me attend the tea ceremony?"

Being watched by Qin Guan's gaze, Yao Song felt a great pressure and panicked in his heart, but he still forced himself to calm down, and retorted with a strong heart.

"If you want to participate in the tea ceremony, you have to show your strength!"

Qin Guan said lightly, the sword momentum in his body gathered, turned into a storm and cut and rotated in the air, and his right hand was gently placed on the hilt of the sword.

"The corresponding strength?"

Yao Song's face was stunned, his heart tightened, to be honest, after leaving Qinghai Lake, after a year of experience, he found out how small he was in the Oriental Hundred Regions, he was simply a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Yes, take me with a sword!"

Scold!

A silver light flowed through it, like a silver thread flashing away.

"No problem!"

Yao Song's face was relaxed, his eyes showed a vigorous fighting spirit, although it was said that it was not easy to defeat Qin Guan, but he was still confident that he only received Qin Guan's sword.

Burst!

Qin Guan's figure flashed, leaving an afterimage in the air, and a silver light was like flowing water, hitting Yao Song's left chest.

"Cracked Palm!"

Rumble!

Yao Song's feet were off the ground, suspended in the air, and an earthy yellow terrifying palm burst out from his hand, turning into a giant palm, directly grabbing Qin Guan's flowing water sword light.

Poof!

The earthy yellow giant palm collided with the flowing water sword light, and the violent spiritual power turned into a terrifying shock wave, which cut horizontally in a flat way.

"Poof......

Yao Song's figure couldn't stop flying back, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood in the air, and when he landed, he had already fainted, and his life and death were unknown.

Scold!

Qin Guan quickly put away his sword, turned to the deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect who was standing aside, and ordered, "Carry him away!" ”

"Yes!"

The deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect did not dare to slack off, and immediately beckoned someone to come and carried Yao Song down.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qin Guan turned around and looked at the clear sky, three black dots, constantly enlarged in his eyes.

"It's him!"

Qin Guan's eyes narrowed, and his gaze was fixed on the white-robed young man in the middle of the three.

In the sky, Chu Ming, Feng Yuyan and Zuo Fenglei flew side by side, and now, the Heixuan Mountain Range is extremely lively, and there are not a few warriors flying in the air.

"A few days ago, Wang Xuanyi, the prince of the hundred swords, has passed on the criteria for participating in this tea ceremony!"

The gravity in the Black Xuan Mountain Range is far beyond the outside world, but everyone is not an ordinary person, and the location is only on the periphery, this gravity change has no impact on everyone.

"Standard?"

Chu Ming turned his head to look at Feng Yuyan, and asked in a puzzled tone.

"That's right, a warrior who is eligible to watch the tea ceremony must have a lethality of nine or more, and if you want to participate in the tea ceremony, you must turn the jewel yellow!"

Feng Yuyan patiently explained.

As soon as the eye came into view, a huge black platform appeared in Chu Ming's field of vision.

"It's him!"

Chu Ming's gaze projected, and he also noticed Qin Guan standing at the entrance of the tea ceremony!

When the two looked at each other, lightning flew out, and invisible sword light staggered and collided.

"That's Qin Guan!"

Following Chu Ming's gaze, Feng Yuyan introduced.

"I know him!"

Chu Ming nodded, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them fell to the edge of the high platform, where a huge force measuring pillar was erected, much finer than the one standing in the center of the small city, but the scale on it was the same.

"Test the lethality of your attacks!"

A deacon of the Flying Snow Sword Sect brought the three of them to the force measuring pillar.

Sou!

The light in Chu Ming's hand flashed, and the Star Mark Sword was instantly unsheathed, and a sword light that was almost to the extreme flashed in the air.