"What a dragon in a box wants to devour people, Yuanchen, you are in vain to call the arrogant pavilion the absolute little sword king, but you also missed."

On the ninth floor, there is another person.

To be exact, it was the first person who spoke, a total of four people.

An old Confucian, an old monk, a brocade robe and a knife, walking in the lead, the majesty of the voice, the purple python robe, the jade crown with wide sleeves, the hands on his back, a princely dignity.

It was the man in the carriage of the Golden Scale Dragon that Su had seen on the bank of the Bar Dragon River.

Yuan Chen heard this man speak, but his eyes turned red, and said; "If I go all out, I'll kill this madman!"

"Oh, did you kill it?"

This man said lightly, and then asked: "Your single-minded 'sword' finger has already become a small success, and you regard the heroes of the world as nothing, first kill Luo Feiyu on the Longjiang River, and then block and slash the river, do you think that you are invincible in the world?" ”

"The three-foot dragon sword in the Crazy Sword Birth Box, do you know which predecessor passed it down?"

Yuanchen's eyes were red, but his body was shocked, his madness converged, and he bowed his head; "I don't know."

The slasher with the long knife on his back said: "The mad sword student studied under the Tibetan Sword Master of the Buried Sword Mountain, and he was the seventeenth among the small grandmasters on the list that year. ”

"I'm three feet on my back, and I'm unrestrained."

When the mad sword student saw this man in a purple python robe, he was silent, wiped his thumb, and closed the three-foot sword box suddenly.

"Even if the Master of the Hidden Sword comes, I will still kill him!"

Yuan Chen suddenly looked up. The light in his eyes was full of red blood, and his fighting spirit was better than this scorching sun. And violent.

The purple-robed jade-crowned man shook his head, stroked his palms and smiled, but did not speak.

An old monk behind him folded his hands and said: "Why bother, the two donors are unfathomable, and they are both worthy of the title of the world's masters, each with a future, and it is impossible to say that they will not be able to get a glimpse of the grandmaster's avenue." And why do this two-box deathmatch? ”

The monk was slender and long. Dressed in white, his face was withered, with some old bark-like color. But a pair of eyes are transparent and clear without any impurities.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi."

Gu Xian smiled and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince is so good today. ”

The purple-robed jade-crowned man's eyes flashed, and he smiled faintly at Gu Meticulous and said, "You're good, meticulous girl." ”

"Not only His Royal Highness has come down. Even the Master of Futu came. ”

Crazy Jiansheng hugged the sword box and laughed: "Yuanchen, you speak in front of the prince of Qi and look directly at me to bury the sword mountain as if there is nothing. I swear by the dragon sword that I will kill you and then quickly. ”

"Well said."

Yuanchen glanced at Gu Shen a few times, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "There are too many people who kill me, why not have one more?" But I thought you came to kill me, also for Gu Ningning. ”

Rumble!

At the same time as he mentioned the word "Gu Ningning", Crazy Sword Sheng's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and the sword box was thrown into the air, stretching out his hand.

Raise your eyebrows and sword out of the sheath!

Yuan Chen's eyes were gloomy and incommensurate with his white clothes. But with a little excitement, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand stand side by side. In an instant, the sword was unsheathed.

Su Liu finally made a move, holding the camera in one hand, and the crane came out vigorously, and when the sword qi of the mad sword had not burst out, he grabbed the sword box in his hand and placed it firmly on the table.

The old monk also set off suddenly, and almost at the same time, stopped in front of Yuanchen. The majestic Buddha statue, boundless and inviolable, stopped the sword of Yuanchen.

"Amitabha, in front of Mr. Ram of Zhongling Divine Palace, the two of you are like this, isn't it a loss of points?"

A person came out of the back of the prince of Qi, with a clear and elegant atmosphere, wearing a rare Confucian shirt.

The ram old man smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a young man's spirit, boy, you are really a little arrogant prince, light life and death, there are such talents in Qidi, which shows that Zhong Ling Yuedan commented on someone, but I don't want anyone to die today." ”

"Tomorrow, there are important people in the Divine Palace, and that is when the Zhongling Divine Palace will be judged on the Ding Yuedan. Master Futu, what do you think? ”

"This kid of the Xuanyin True Dao can ingest this sword box out of thin air before Master Futu, and it can be regarded as a famous person, and there is no void man."

The old monk who looked like a dead tree nodded solemnly and said, "What the layman said is very true, and it should be so." ”

There was an uproar, although this ram old Confucian looked like a dead man, he was no different from ordinary people.

But the bookish aura of his body can't be hidden, and what is surprising is his relationship with Zhong Ling Divine Palace.

The palace master of Zhong Ling Divine Palace has set the three lists of heaven, earth and people, and aims to include all the heroes and heroes, so there are Zhong Ling Divine Envoys who go to various places every few years to discuss the Lingxiu of all places.

The ram old man talked and laughed in front of so many people, but no one felt that it should be.

Eastern Chu is still martial arts, and the former Qin is good at Confucianism.

This sentence is about the difference between the previous dynasty and the current dynasty.

In the pre-Qin period, there were Confucianists who cultivated their literary spirit, and there were those who spit out righteous qi and became thunder gangs, and they were even more respectful of the heavens, but when they arrived in the dynasty of the Holy Emperor of Eastern Chu, they started with 30,000 white-clothed swordsmen in Chu, and their sword qi soared into the sky, crossing the south and attacking the north. Completed an almost impossible feat, destroyed the pre-Qin, divided the kings, and there were seven princes after the founding of the country after the founding of the country, not all of them were from the same sect, but they suppressed all over the world, and the king of Monkey King was also derived from this.

This dynasty respected the military and suppressed Confucianism, the status of scholars was low, and they also lost the true transmission of the pre-Qin Confucian, so they had to be the staff and think tank of the powerful family. Su Liu studied in the mountains earlier, but he never had a future and was looked down upon, which is exactly the reason.

This world is bloody, and after all, you still have to have the sword and fist in your hand to speak loudly and your waist straight.

The ram old Confucian has a complex temperament, which seems to be a literary tone and the true qi of acquired cultivation, forming a unique temperament that is difficult to describe in words.

Su Liu has the ability to never forget the person he has met, that is, he completely remembers the temperament of this person, so Su Liu recognized this old Confucian in Gaizhou City at a glance, and he was able to avoid Tang Youming's sword wire void slash at that time, and he must have his own uniqueness.

"Since I swore that either he died, or I died."

After taking the sword box from Su Liu's hand, Crazy Sword sat still, I don't know if Su Liu was wrong, his eyes seemed to contain some desolation and sadness.

The white-clothed Futu master folded his hands and lightly announced the Buddha's name, "If you don't kill, you will win, and if you don't do what you should do, the donors are in the picture." ”

He is a high-ranking monk with a great background, and he is also a precious guest of the prince of Qi, and the meaning of what he said is obvious, and the weight is also extremely heavy.

The ram old Confucian laughed and said: "Master Futu is merciful, His Royal Highness, Lanyue Tower is a place of elegance and prosperity, why do you need five steps of life and death today, sword and blood, this grudge and death fight, if you can't solve it, and pinned on tomorrow, please let my palace envoy comment, a dignified battle, how about it?" ”

The man in the purple python robe and jade crown and wide sleeves did not mean to despise this old Confucian in the slightest, his face was calm, his eyes were open and closed, his eyes were like electricity, and he stroked his palms and smiled; "Good." (To be continued.) )