For the first time, Xinghuan experienced what it was like to be stared at by hundreds of people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I feel very uncomfortable, as if I am a little sheep that has been stripped naked, and I am allowed to be slaughtered.

Of course, because it was his first time.

The first time, always unforgettable......

At the same time, he felt very helpless about the woman Miaoyan......

Among these countless gazes, there were a few places where he felt the deepest.

Tang Men Shuangjiao's eyes revealed worry.

The old beggar smiled and said nothing, and the meaning was unknown.

Chasing Life looked at the distant black dot in the sky, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Miaoyun's indifferent eyes were as deep as ever with murderous intent.

Zhao Tianyu gently wiped the residue of the dim sum at the corner of his mouth for Luoluo.

Yuan Ci suddenly got up and slowly walked to the ring.

And that Xiaoyao Sect disciple's eyes were full of battle intent and arrogance, and he looked at him.

Countless eyes are about to move, as if they want to see the joy inside and out.

In the end, He Shan, who was also taken care of by a lot of sights on the side, couldn't bear it anymore and said, "What are you looking at?" Haven't seen a handsome guy? ”

"Poof!"

A certain knight couldn't help but squirt out the tea in his mouth.

Everyone looked at He Shan with contempt.

What a cheeky fat man.

If you want to talk about handsome guys, it seems that the one next to you is ......

Miao Yan was sitting opposite Xinghuan and He Shan, and naturally, most people's eyes were constantly wandering between the two.

They weren't sure who was Xinghuan of the two.

Although He Shan is very famous, celebrities are rarely able to see them in person.

What's more, He Shan rarely goes out to walk the rivers and lakes.

At the dinner table, Miao Yan had already reacted, and quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

Is it intentional or unintentional......

Xinghuan glanced thoughtfully at the wonderful words.

It may not be long before the answer will emerge.

Sighing secretly, Xinghuan looked at the man in the ring.

The four eyes met, and the man's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight at him.

smiled, Xinghuan didn't care, picked up the wine glass and shook it in the air, and casually asked Xiang He Shan, "Who is this person?"

He Shan was busy glaring back at the people who were looking at him one by one, so he didn't look back and said, "Zhang Yang, the only disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect who walks in the rivers and lakes."

Xinghuan played with the wine glass in his hand, pondering.

This time he didn't ask if it was bad.

Because there's no need to ask again.

Xiaoyao School, Northern Shengong, Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solitary Gong, Life and Death Charms, Tianshan Folding Plum Hands, Six Yang Palms, Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Ling Bo Weibu......

This sect has too many well-known mastery skills.

As a disciple of his sect, he is still the only disciple who walks in the rivers and lakes, and his strength will inevitably only be stronger.

I'm afraid that in the ranks of peerless heirs, it is absolutely no problem to rank in the top ten with the strength of the other party.

Thinking of this, Xinghuan began to worry about Yuan Ci.

It seems that Yuan Ci can only get his hands on the thirteen swords that kill him, and he will only have six swords.

So, can these six swords defeat Zhang Yang.

Or rather, how long can it last......

In the ring, everyone's eyes were attracted back again, and He Shan took the wine glass and drank it all with satisfaction.

He hated it when people stared at him, because he had his sister by his side most of the time.

He could not care about those strange stares, but he did not allow his master to receive that kind of gaze.

Just like Yuan Ci only has a sword in his heart, he only has a master in his heart......

The autumn wind blows, gently caressing people's hearts and blowing the leaves.

Yuan Ci is always dressed in simple and simple black clothes and black shirts, with an expressionless face and cold eyes.

Ever since he had been given the Thirteen Swords, he had become more aloof, more taciturn, and more ruthless.

In his heart, there is only a sword.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

This point, Xinghuan felt deeply.

Especially after the Yuan Ci swordsmanship is stronger, even if it is facing him, it will not add color.

That's not arrogance, it's not disdain, it's ignorance, it's not caring.

It seems that he only has a sword in his life, and he lives only for the sword in his hand.

It was a state of transcendence......

One step, one step, one step, as if stepping on a person's heart.

Yuan Ci walked slowly, and his steps were like the sound of the old nun's wooden fish, natural and natural.

Stand still, draw your sword, and point diagonally at the ground.

Yuan Ci raised his head slightly, and the long silence made his voice a little hoarse and low, and said, "Yuan Thirteen."

Thirteen swords......

Zhang Yang said proudly: "You are too weak, and I am not here for you."

Yuan Ci didn't speak, just watched quietly and waited.

At the right time, the elder of the Emei faction on the side spoke: "When you get into the ring, you must accept the challenge."

Zhang Yang sneered, thought about it, and said, "Well, since you're here, I want to give you the face of the Emei faction."

The elder of the Emei faction frowned, slightly angry in his heart, and glanced at the pavilion.

In the pavilion, another Emei sect elder shook his head slightly.

Seeing this, the elder sighed secretly and closed his eyes, out of sight.

She can't care about this fight, and she can't care about it.

Under the ring, everyone was engrossed.

In the ring, Zhang Yang's face was straight, and he said seriously: "Carefree faction, Zhang Yang."

Yuan Ci stood there as always, indifferent.

Zhang Yang didn't care, stretched out his hand, and said, "Please."

Sword Groan!

Sword out!

The wind and clouds are surging, and the sky is slightly changing.

Yuan Ci disappeared because he was too fast, his sword was too fast.

In the ring, you can only see countless afterimages.

Ling Bo Weibu has been used to the extreme.

Only by facing it in person will you know the horror of the Thirteen Swords.

Silently, Zhang Yang's heart became solemn.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

He still underestimated this celestial man......

Under the ring, there were a lot of discussions.

If you listen closely, you can see that most of them are curious about something.

Isn't Yuan Thirteen only interested in swords?

Why are you challenging Zhang Yang, a disciple of the Carefree Sect now?

The swordsmanship of the Xiaoyao faction is not famous, and Yuan Thirteen should not be interested.

No one knows this question, even Xinghuan doesn't know.

The fight continues, unlike others.

The competition on the field, Xinghuan saw it very clearly, really clearly.

Thanks to the monkey wine, his spirit quickly recovered, so he took out a tenth of his spirit and began to warm his eyes.

So, he saw it very clearly.

In his eyes, the movements of the two people on the field were slowed down several times.

He saw Yuan Ci's swordsmanship clearly, and he also saw his flamboyant steps clearly.

It's just that seeing clearly doesn't mean that you can learn.

If it was really so easy to learn the hand, then it wouldn't be worthy of being called a master.

Seeing more clearly, it was just the additional effect of warming his eyes, and he hadn't used the power of heaven and earth in his eyes.

Xinghuan suddenly wanted to laugh.

He was thinking, if he used the power of heaven and earth in his eyes, would he see whoever he saw would die?

It seems, you can give it a try......