It wasn't too early for Fang Xin and the others to come, and there were already many young cultivators in the Drunken Fragrance Building.

These young cultivators were all young talents in Central City, most of them were young disciples from the Iron Sword Sect, and the rest were disciples with better forces in the Iron Sword Sect.

Although Zhang Feng is arrogant, his own strength is beyond doubt, he is already a strong person in the ladder realm at a young age, and he is a well-known genius in the Iron Sword Gate and even in the Central Domain.

Not just any ascending realm powerhouse can become a sword-wielding disciple in the Iron Sword Gate, becoming a sword-wielding disciple not only requires strong enough strength, but also requires one and most important point is talent.

If he is seventy or eighty years old, he has the cultivation of the ladder realm, although he is strong enough, it does not mean that this cultivator has enough talent.

Only a strong person like Fang Xin, who has reached the ladder realm at the level of Zhang Feng, can be called a genius.

Of course, there are differences between geniuses, there is a gap in strength between Fang Xin and Zhang Feng, as for which is stronger and which is weak, it can only be known by comparison.

"Yo, isn't this Zhang Wu? What's the matter? Back from a remote ravine?" Zhang Feng and Li Mingyu were leading Fang Xin to find a suitable seat when a flirtatious voice sounded on the second floor.

Zhang Wu's eyes froze when he heard the voice, his face was obviously displeased, he didn't need to look up to see who it was, just listening to this annoying voice, he knew that this person was Wu Quan, the core disciple of the Iron Sword Sect.

Wu Quan and Zhang Wu are also core disciples of the Iron Sword Gate, with similar strength and similar family backgrounds, and the martial artists behind Wu Quan are the same as the Zhang family, and they are also big families in the Iron Sword Gate.

Not only that, Wu Quan also has an elder brother, who is a sword-wielding disciple in the Iron Sword Sect, named Bajian Wutao.

Wu Tao's kendo is not overbearing, and he has never known how to back down, and Zhang Wu's title is Crazy Sword, and once the two meet, a war will definitely break out.

Although they are both sword-wielding disciples in the Iron Sword Sect, the relationship between Zhang Feng and Wu Tao has always been like fire and water.

Because of this, Wu Quan will find trouble with Zhang Wu from time to time this time, and when he sees Zhang Wu this time, Wu Quan naturally can't help but ridicule a few words.

Zhang Wuqiang held back the displeasure in his heart, squeezed out a smile, raised his head and said, "Wuquan, you are not dead yet? I heard that you went to the Eastern Regions to train but almost died there." ”

"Hmph! That little-eyed force dared to provoke me, and now it has been razed to the ground. Wu Quan's face changed when he heard this, and then his face changed, and he said ruthlessly.

As he spoke, Zhang Wu had already walked up to the second floor and sat at a table adjacent to Wu Quan, while Fang Xin sat down beside him.

It's just that the martial power of the Eightfold Peak Cultivation of the Transcendent Realm really couldn't attract Fang Xin's attention, Fang Xin just glanced at him casually when he spoke, and didn't pay attention to him, but moved his gaze elsewhere.

It was the first time for Fang Xin to come to Zuixiang Building, and this antique restaurant was quite satisfactory to Fang Xin.

The three-storey pavilion has an open flat land in the center of the ground floor, on which there are jugglers performing, and this open space is obviously left by the restaurant to provide performances, so that people who come here to eat and drink will not be too bored.

The boss is obviously a very caring person, coupled with the mellow aroma of the wine and the exquisite and delicious dishes here, which also makes the drunken Xiang Building, which is not the largest in scale, one of the best restaurants in the central city.

Zhang Feng, the protagonist of the banquet, has not yet come, and the invited guests are sitting together in groups of three and two, while Zhang Wu is arguing with Wu Quan all the time.

Fang Xin looked at the cultivators up and down the restaurant boringly, the highest cultivation was when he first entered the ladder realm, which was not much different from Zhang Feng, and the slightly worse was the eightfold peak of the transcendent realm, just like Zhang Wu and Wu Quan.

There are the most cultivators who have reached the half-step ladder realm, and these cultivators are all young talents in their respective forces, and they only need to spy on the secrets of the ladder realm to reach the ladder realm.

"Zhang Feng is here!" "Brother Zhang Feng is so handsome!" said to the cultivator who was quite close to Zhang Feng.

"What, I really took myself seriously, and I came so late. And the cultivator who was not used to seeing Zhang Feng's arrogant personality muttered in a low voice.

These cultivators didn't dare to express their hearts loudly, after all, this was Zhang Feng's banquet today, and he did have enough strength to make them afraid, although they didn't like Zhang Feng's character in their hearts, they only dared to mumble quietly.

Following everyone's voices, Fang Xin, who was sitting on the second floor, also looked at Zhang Feng, who was standing in the hall on the first floor.

At this time, Zhang Feng was wearing a purple sword suit that only the sword disciples of the Iron Sword Sect would have, and he not only had a sharp sword hidden in the sheath pinned to his waist, but also a bamboo flute, which was quite a vassal and elegant.

Zhang Feng's appearance is not handsome, but he is very resolute, he has the edge of a swordsman, and his eyes are sharp, if it is a cultivator who is lower than him, most of them dare not look at him.

Scanning around, Zhang Feng's eyebrows were a little displeased, the person he wanted to see did not appear here.

The person who made Zhang Feng want to see was Bingling, and he heard that Bingling returned from Sanshan City yesterday, so he held this banquet today.

And invited many disciples of big forces to participate, including many disciples of the Ice Emperor Sect.

Zhang Feng's purpose was to confess his love to Bingling in front of the disciples of all forces and make him his Taoist companion, which he had never told anyone in his mind, and this was also to surprise Bingling.

But Zhang Feng didn't expect that after receiving his invitation, Bingling didn't even come to his banquet, which made Zhang Feng, who was originally high-spirited, a little annoyed.

Bingling did receive Zhang Feng's invitation, and her failure to attend Zhang Feng's banquet also had something to do with Fang Xin.

Originally, Bingling had felt some of Zhang Feng's good feelings for him before, but she did not accept it, nor did she refuse to accept it, and always maintained a swaying attitude.

But it wasn't until Bingling met Fang Xin that she found that she was completely in love with him, and in front of Fang Xin, Zhang Feng was already so small that he could be ignored.

Bingling, who had made up her mind to be estranged from Zhang Feng, directly ignored Zhang Feng's invitation to the banquet, and at this moment she was waiting for Fang Xin to find her at home.

Everything is such a drama, because of Fang Xin's appearance, it directly led to Zhang Feng being brutally rejected by Bingling.

It's just that Zhang Feng didn't know Bingling's thoughts, otherwise with his fiery temper, he would definitely go to Fang Xin's trouble.

But in fact, he did go to Fang Xin's trouble, when he didn't know that Bingling liked Fang Xin.

Originally, Fang Xin was just looking at Zhang Feng, but he didn't expect that Zhang Feng, who was upset in his heart, also saw Fang Xin's fresh face and kept looking at him.

Zhang Feng carefully recalled the blonde young man in front of him, but the result he got was that he had never seen it.

Zhang Feng floated into the air, came to Fang Xin in an instant, and asked, "Have I invited you?"

Fang Xin was a little puzzled, he didn't know why he suddenly attracted Zhang Feng's attention, but he didn't lie, and immediately responded: "No."

Seeing Fang Xin's calm appearance, Zhang Feng was about to get angry, but heard Zhang Wu on the side say, "Brother, this is my friend, I brought him here." ”

"A cultivator like this whose aura is so weak that he can barely feel it, I don't welcome it here. Zhang Feng waved his hand and motioned for Fang Xin to leave.

Fang Xin didn't get angry when he heard this, he got up and was about to leave, since the master here didn't welcome him, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

Seeing Fang Xin get up to leave, Zhang Wu pressed his shoulder a little anxiously, his eyes were round, he looked at Zhang Feng and said, "He is my friend, what do you mean?"

Zhang Feng was originally upset because Bingling did not attend his banquet, but when he saw Zhang Wu, who had always been obedient in front of him, glared at him for a stranger, his anger escalated again, and he shouted angrily: "Get out!

The angry Zhang Feng was extremely terrifying, and the sharp sword light bloomed from all around him, causing the other cultivators who were close to him to dodge aside, and they felt the pain of their skin as if they had been scraped by a sword.

When they saw this sudden farce, they also saw the strength of the mad sword Zhang Feng inadvertently.

Zhang Wu stood opposite Zhang Feng, the first to bear the brunt of the attack of the sword, Zhang Wu compared to Zhang Feng, the strength is obviously very low, under the sword mang, he couldn't help but let out a muffled sound, Zhang Wu felt that his flesh and skin seemed to be separated, but at the moment there was no wound on his body.

This side is the oppression of the strong against the weak, although it is invisible, but it is also deadly.

As if sensing Zhang Wu's tormented situation, Fang Xin stepped in front of Zhang Wu, resisting the sword and scraping towards Zhang Wu, after Fang Xin blocked the front, the pain on Zhang Wu's body disappeared instantly, he looked at Fang Xin's not generous back gratefully, but felt an infinite sense of security.

His cousin wanted to kill himself because of one of his eyes, but Fang Xin, a friend who had just known him for a few days, stood in front of him, and at this moment Zhang Wu's heart was full of mixed feelings.

"You don't dare hurt my friend. Fang Xin was unharmed under the sword, looked at the angry Zhang Feng indifferently, and spoke.

"He's my cousin, I'll do whatever I want to do to him, I don't need you as a stranger, get out!" Zhang Feng's temper was hot, he didn't give Fang Xin the slightest affection, and he wanted Fang Xin to get out of the way when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth.

Although Fang Xin had a good temper, he was not without a temper, and Zhang Feng's repeated provocations made him unable to bear it.

"Boom!" Thunder appeared on Fang Xin's body, Fang Xin attacked with thunderous means, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhang Feng, and suddenly punched Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was not a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, and his reaction was extremely fast, and he took out the scabbard pinned to his waist to resist Fang Xin's punch full of thunder and lightning.

Fang Xin's attack was without warning, Zhang Feng's sword was fast, but there was no chance to pull it out, he could only resist Fang Xin's attack with his scabbard under the panic.