Sometimes, some people, perhaps just because of something inexplicable, can sit together and talk for a long time, and become friends who seem strange to others. When he heard Xiaoyao's soft praise, the man with the long sword looked around and looked directly at Xiaoyao, first coldly, and then with a slight surprise in his eyes.

"So what?"

The man said coldly, his eyes getting cold.

The man stepped in, as if a chill was coming.

In the midst of this inquiry, the entire restaurant fell silent for a moment, the loud noise disappeared, and a series of frightened eyes were projected from all around, falling on the man with the sword.

"It's the negative swordsman Gu Lang!"

"Hiss~! Isn't that the top ten masters in Wucheng? How did it end up here! In just a moment, a large number of gasps followed.

"Negative swordsman? Is it famous? ”

There was a look of surprise from the crowd, and dozens of people sitting on the second floor looked shocked and hurriedly looked at this person. This man was sitting in the corner, and there was a man sitting beside him, and when he heard him say this, he was immediately shocked, and hurriedly pulled him up, signaling that he should not cause trouble.

He whispered, "Don't talk nonsense! The negative swordsman is a master who rose in the early stage of the Great Fantasy, and until now, his reputation is as good as Zhongtian, and he can be called the top ten masters of Wucheng! ”

Since the opening of the Great Fantasy, in the areas explored by players, the cities also have different levels, and Falling Rock City and Surabaya City can only be regarded as the lowest level, which is a small city. And further up, there is the middle city, which is also the highest level of the Great Fantasy Middle City, and Wucheng is the only middle city within a radius of thousands of kilometers. It is also the area where Xiaoyao is located at the moment, where the center of the martial arts is located.

In addition to Wucheng, there are nine small cities and hundreds of small towns in the martial domain.

In this range, there are players all over the place, and there are many major forces, but the player forces that really stand at the top must occupy the martial city and enjoy the most glorious status. And some of them, such as Hanxiang Pavilion and Wanjiang Tower, could not enter Wucheng and could only run rampant in the small city.

Negative swordsman Gu Lang, one of the top ten masters of Wucheng, rose in the early stage of the Great Fantasy, became famous in a battle, but he was alone, provoked and killed a major force, and killed all the middle and high-level players of that force, forcing it to disband. Although that force is not the top force, it is only the force that occupies the small city, but its strength can be called terrifying.

Fame kills tricks, hidden in the back, and human blood will be seen when the sword is released.

Jianghu people call - negative swordsman.

Stomping~

The lonely wave walked forward, and his expression became colder: "Go out!" ”

All out?

"Why?"

"Let's go, the swordsman has a treacherous temper, don't mess with him, otherwise you will be the one who suffers!"

The crowd on the second floor looked at each other, and some players showed unkindness, but soon they walked quickly downstairs under the pull of other companions.

"Why don't you go?"

Gu Lang looked at the carefree man who was still sitting on the chair, and his expression was slightly cold.

"Why did you drive them away?"

Xiaoyao didn't answer his words, but frowned and asked, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't seem to be able to let go of something.

Hear the words.

Gu Lang's expression became more and more cold, his body shook, his right hand shook and he was about to make a move, but he stopped halfway, as if he thought of something with his head slightly sideways, and then said coldly: "This is the Great Fantasy World, not the earth!" ”

"In the Great Fantasy, if you want to have superhuman strength and status, you need to fight and grab it yourself. Those who do not have strength are destined to become a glitzy grain for all living beings. This in itself is not in a fair position, if you want to be respected by me, you naturally have to get the corresponding strength, otherwise, I'm afraid that he can't stand it! ”

Xiaoyao was shocked.

Gu Lang sneered and looked at it, without saying a word.

It wasn't until a few minutes had passed that Xiaoyao Fang gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then his eyes had returned to calm, and he stood up, arched his hands and said sincerely: "Xiaoyao thanks for the reminder!" ”

"Don't you want me to have a drink?"

Gu Lang chuckled, and the cold color disappeared.

Coming in from the lonely wave, I was first surprised by the sentence of Xiaoyao, and then when I saw Xiaoyao, I felt that Xiaoyao was unusual from a faint breath. He has instincts and is very good! At least, he has the unique temperament of being a master, such an existence, no matter what his current strength is, as long as he has a chance, Gu Lang believes that he will immediately be able to soar into the sky and become a group of people standing at the top.

As Gu Lang himself said, if you want to get his respect, you must have the strength worthy of his respect. At the very least, you have to have that potential to make Lone Lang pay attention.

"You may be seated."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiaoyao's mouth, and he smiled and raised the pot to fill the cup.

Gu Lang sat down straight, unceremoniously raised the wine that was poured freely, directly raised his head and swallowed a full glass into his stomach, felt the burst of fragrance coming, and immediately laughed: "Good wine!" ”

"Haha~!"

"It's a pleasure to be able to meet Xiaoyao today, come, drink!" Lone Lang smiled.

"Good!"

Leisurely calm full of wine, directly full of drink.

Gu Lang's surname is bold and very direct, and there is no purpose in communication. This made Xiaoyao have a good feeling in his heart, and when he saw Gu Lang inviting a cup at this moment, he did not refuse, and raised his glass with a chuckle.

Turbulence

"Xiaoyao, what do you think of my sword?" The lonely wave was full of wine, Zhengse looked at Xiaoyao, his upper body shook, and the long sword wrapped in cloth on his back suddenly fell on the wooden table with a bang, and the entire wooden table was rattling.

Stunned.

His eyes fell on the strip of cloth, and in the expectant gaze of the lonely wave, the tip of his right finger slowly came to the strip of cloth after a slight hesitation, and then his index finger fell slightly.

Zheng!

The sword roared suddenly, Gu Lang's expression was calm, and the sword roar became stronger.

The strands burst out and went straight to the edge of the index finger, and the strips of cloth rolled up wildly, turning into strips of broken muslin, and shooting out in all directions, directly through the surrounding wooden tables and chairs, and the window sills on the ground.

The sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and his expression became more and more solemn.

I don't know when the fiery red light has condensed between the index fingers, and in the sea of qi, the mysterious qi is like a big wave.

Zheng!

The index finger finally touched the strip of cloth, and a strong impact suddenly swept away, and the entire wooden table shook violently, and in a flash, a slender long sword, and the sword with black all over the body appeared. Gu Lang's body moved, turning into an afterimage, and his right palm led a burst of afterimages to hold the jet-black end.

Xiaoyao's expression was solemn.

In the midst of the red fire, Xiaoyao's body twisted strangely, narrowly avoiding a sword that broke to his waist.

Index finger bomb!

The terrifying power burst out in an instant, and the tip of the black sword touched immediately.

"Poof!"

The strong impact madness erupted from the index finger where the black sword touched, and then swept to the right arm like madness, and then hit all parts of the body, just for a moment, Xiaoyao's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The whole body flew backwards under this impact, and hit the wooden table behind it, directly smashing it to pieces.

Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and bent his legs, and his right hand trembled and propped himself up on the wooden table beside him.

"...... you?!"

Lonely Lang was frightened, and his eyes were remorseful.

At that momentary collision, with his strength, he immediately realized how low the foundation of Xiaoyao was, it was only equivalent to the level of the first order and nine folds! And what about him? He has long been promoted to the second order, and in terms of exercises, equipment, and basic points, he can be regarded as the top person among countless players.

It's just that.

At the beginning, because of Xiaoyao's qi, he treated Xiaoyao as a strong man of the same level, and then there was no room for him in the battle. But he didn't want to, Xiaoyao knew that his strength was insufficient, but he didn't explain, and in the face of his own sword, he was completely shocked by force.

Gu Lang repented in his heart, his face was full of embarrassment, and he immediately stepped forward.

Stomp ~!

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and the expression of the lonely wave who was walking towards the free changed and his expression was cold. And Xiaoyao also stood up forcibly at this moment, wiped the corners of his mouth, and showed a reassuring look at Gu Lang, indicating that he was not seriously injured. This made Gu Lang also breathe a sigh of relief, and then looked at the more than a dozen player masters who slowly walked up the stairs.

"Negative Swordsman?!"

More than a dozen people stepped forward, and the black-robed man led by him suddenly looked stunned and spoke out in surprise.

Gu Lang looked at this person, his eyes were slightly surprised, and then with a flick of his right hand, a strip of cloth rolled out of the package, wrapped the black sword layer by layer, and carried it behind his back at will, and said calmly: "It turns out that I don't return at night, what's the matter?" ”

"Nightbreak?"

On the side of the lonely waves, Xiaoyao heard this, and his eyes suddenly looked towards the night.

;