Yuanchen early this morning, he first killed Luo Feiyu, a famous swordsman in Gaizhou, on the Longjiang River, and then released a wild speech, and then fought with the sword of the river, the invincible arrogance in his heart has reached the extreme, and in the eyes of everyone, the one-minded sword finger has been regarded as a must-have person in the Zhongling Divine Palace.

His general trend has become a success, who dares to wipe his edge.

The most important thing is his identity.

Wei Xiaonian already had a cold sweat on his forehead, and whispered in Su Liu's ear: "This Yuanchen is known as the Absolute Little Sword King. It is a person who is arrogant, sitting in the fourth chair, arrogant and noisy, and unstoppable. ”

Yuan Chen obviously didn't expect that someone would dare to speak to him like this.

"What are you?"

Crazy Jiansheng was stunned when he saw Yuanchen, and said one word at a time, and while speaking, he had already slapped the wooden box on his back on the table with one hand.

Ordinary people mostly drink and make mistakes, and if they are full of yellow soup, they don't know whether they are alive or dead, but Crazy Sword will not make a mistake when he drinks alcohol, but can raise his unstoppable madness to the peak.

-for-tat against Mai Mang, not afraid of Yuanchen's arrogance at all.

"What am I?"

Yuan Chen is not easy to match, he dares to kill Luo Feiyu directly with his sword finger on the Dragon River, at this time, he reacted instantly, raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and the two fingers of his right hand had already raised the sword technique.

The atmosphere is tense.

Almost everyone on the eighth floor changed color in unison, and in a hurry to settle the bill, they slipped down the stairs or the wall, for fear of being attacked by these two madmen.

Gu Meticulous's face was also as cold as frost, and the fox's face was exceptionally cold. She glanced at Su Liu silently, only to see Su Liu's eyes dark, sitting upright. but drink another glass of wine.

Gu Xian's eyebrows furrowed, a little disappointed, obviously he had made an appointment with the two of them, and he couldn't see that Su Liu was actually a person who was about to retreat.

Su Liu gave her a calm look, and his gaze shifted to the staircase on the ninth floor.

Because at this time, a person had already walked down from the ninth floor of Lanyue Building, and his steps were very slow and steady.

This person is the knife on the dragon eye boulder of the Longjiang River, two purple brocade robe knives ~ the left hand knife of the river.

Oddly enough. This man carried a strange long black knife on his back, and walked on the floor without a sound at all, taking a slow step. It gave people the feeling of shrinking into inches, and after only a few breaths, he came to Yuanchen's side, and said softly:

"No one can do it today."

Hearing what this person said calmly, Yuanchen's face froze. instantly restrained his arrogant look. nodded, then took a deep look at Gu Shen and Crazy Jiansheng, and actually took a step back, found a table for himself, sat down, drank, and didn't say a word.

This left-handed knife definitely has such qualifications.

But Su Liu also discovered another terrifying thing about Yuanchen, he can control his emotions very well. Listen to others.

Do anything, as long as a person can have good control over their emotions and listen to others. Then this person is definitely an easy person to deal with!

The purple-robed left hand knife was respectful, his eyes were only locked on Su Liu, his left hand was slanted out, and he made a gesture of please, saying: "Is it Su Liu of the Xuanyin True Dao, please go up to the top floor and talk to my family." ”

He seemed to be clear about Su Liu's origins, and what he said was as categorical as a knife, although he was polite, but he was arrogant, and Su Liu was not allowed to refuse at all.

There are definitely not many people in Qi Tian City who dare to call themselves the princes, and then contact the golden scale dragon carriage driver on the bank of the Lanlong River, it can be imagined that he is a person with a noble status.

Shangguan looked out the window and let it go, Wei Xiaonian stared at this knife~ The tiger's mouth in the right hand of the guest, his eyes shrank slightly, and above the tiger's mouth, there was a layer of purple-black thick calluses.

Same color as the handle of his knife.

This reminded Su Liu of a word, the knife is the same as the arm!

If it is a secret method to practice the sword, his sword technique must also be terrifying after thousands of tempers.

It turns out that there are such people!

Su Liu sat upright and poured himself a drink, and he remained motionless, not even changing his movements.

The left-handed knife posture did not move, and after a cup of tea, Su Liu didn't seem to react.

Yuanchen finally couldn't help it and asked, "If he doesn't move, you still don't make a move?" ”

The knife in the left hand of the purple robe was like a stone, and he said in a deep voice; "The prince only asked me to ask Su to stay up, but didn't ask me to do it, this Lanyue Building is the property of a meticulous girl, if I do it, I will destroy this land, and I can't afford it."

Yuan Chen sneered; "You are so obedient and can bear it, so you will only be a subordinate, even if it is more than ten years later, you will only be a subordinate, and you will never be able to go further."

The green tendons on the left hand of the purple robe knife suddenly expanded, like a big python, but it still did not move.

He still didn't do anything.

It is better to have no merit than to have oneself.

This kind of person knows the truth of self-preservation very well, and sometimes it is even better than a person who can be in the limelight.

Su Liu calmly looked at the wine in the glass, and with a slight shake of his hand, the wine in the wine glass rippled slightly. He had already vaguely guessed the identity of the person on the ninth layer.

If that person had a lot of money, he would never sit idly by and watch today's situation turn into a dead end.

Yuan Chen glanced at Su Liu and sneered, "The frog at the bottom of the well." ”

Su Liu still didn't speak, but Crazy Sword Sheng laughed loudly, and said sharply word by word: "You, count, what is it?" ”

The kind of smile that Crazy Sword gave was exposed, and there was no sarcasm in the smile, but it was not blindly ignorant arrogance.

And over and over again. It's no more than three.

Yuanchen can endure it once, maybe he can reluctantly endure it again when he thinks of the consequences of the outbreak, but he finally can't bear it, he definitely can't bear it for the third time!

If you can endure it, it won't be Yuanchen.

The Buddha has fire, and he wants to send down supernatural powers to subdue demons.

Even people have fire, not to mention that they are arrogant by nature, and they regard everyone as ants with a single-minded sword pointing at Yuanchen.

Now he was almost pointing his nose at the mad sword and scolding.

"Wait!"

The knife in the left hand of the purple robe was solemn, but his face had changed, and the consequences of these two people if they made a move, I don't know how terrible it would be.

Everyone felt the terrible change in Yuanchen's direction!

Yuanchen's pupils shrank, and the thumb and little finger of his right hand were pointed, and the sword qi burst out instantly, this sword qi was like a substance, faintly piercing the air, and two phantoms were slashed through the air.

"Good!"

The mad sword student laughed wildly, and the bead of wine fell on his sword box, and when it landed, it was cracked into a flying flower by his painted dragon sword box, and scattered in all directions, and every drop of wine seemed to turn into a little hidden weapon.

"Carving insect skills, dare to speak wildly."

Yuan Chen laughed evilly, his hands flicked continuously, and the invisible energy scattered in all directions.

Laugh at!

The sword confrontation between the two was almost a tentative sword qi, but it had completely aroused the anger in their hearts.

The gray shirt on the shoulders of the mad sword was torn, and a slight sword mark appeared.

Yuanchen wants to kill Crazy Jiansheng, why doesn't Crazy Jiansheng want Yuanchen to die, and neither of them can hold back.

Zheng!

The thumb and index finger of the mad sword's right hand moved together, and the sword box on the table was pushed open by half an inch, and a clear roar came out through the box.

It's like a dragon!

Yuanchen's five fingers were open, and his five fingers were like swords, but there was still a drop of wine that broke through the invisible qi and hit his little finger, and the tips of his little finger that were wet with wine also had a little bit of blood.

At this moment, a clear but majestic voice came from the ninth floor:

"Stop." (To be continued.) )