This is a luxurious ship, antique, and there is silence around, as if everyone did not expect that Jin Bei'er actually knew the person in front of him.

Even her master, the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Sanmiao Fairy, had a hint of surprise flashing in her soft eyes that could speak, and she raised her white neck slightly, looking at the young man with the sword in front of her.

At the same time, the corners of the Ghost King Sect's Ghost King Sect's mouth outlined a little smile, and the old poison god of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect narrowed his eyes, and his fingers kept flicking slightly.

Chen Jun retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the beautiful woman in goose yellow clothes in front of him, still as if she was yesterday, her eyebrows were full of affection, her black hair was gently draped over her shoulders, and her appearance was thrilling even if it was covered by a light veil.

"Your name is Jin Zhu'er?"

"yes." The woman smiled softly, her eyes flashing a little elf-like cunning, "Did Childe forget me so quickly?" ”

"Not really."

While speaking, Chen Jun stretched out his big hand to touch Jin Zhu'er's face in full view, the woman didn't expect him to reach out rudely, subconsciously shrunk, his eyes were angry, but he seemed to think of something in an instant, stopped his body, and let him touch his face.

But the hand didn't go further, just pinched the thin veil between the index finger and middle finger, and smiled softly: "I see that you should be a beauty, why bother to hide your appearance, can you uncover it?" ”

Jin Bei'er Yinling smiled and said: "The bottle is not good-looking, and the son will probably be disappointed when he sees it." ”

Chen Jun listened to it and didn't reveal it, but under the gaze of all eyes, he made another unexpected move.

He immediately sat on the only spare side of the square table, and put the long sword on the square table with a clang, and the opposite side happened to be the Ghost King Sect.

On the side of the railing of the treasure ship, Xiao Yicai's eyes widened, and his hand holding the long sword was trembling.

How dare he?

Audacious, or crazy, he didn't know that these three were the masters of the strongest forces in the Demon Gate, the Ghost King Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were not much worse than the Qingyun Gate, and the masters of these three sects had at least the strength of the first seat of the seven veins of the Qingyun Gate.

Chen Jun didn't know what Xiao Yicai was thinking, and if he did, he wouldn't care.

The Demon Gate is not the righteous Qingyun Gate, playing that set of gentleness and frugality, here the strong are respected, the survival of the fittest, there is no special want to play Infernal Affairs, it is impossible.

Chen Jun has been a godfather-level figure of the underworld, and the analogy is almost the nature of the Demon Sect, and he knows the doorways and rules very well.

In the eyes of the big guy, I'm not afraid that you're crazy, you're stupid, you're vicious, I'm afraid that you're worthless, that's a piece of scrap copper and rotten iron, since you have come to the devil's den, facing a group of high-level demon sects, Chen Jun doesn't get some information about the demon sect to go back, it is estimated that he will be compared to Xiao Yicai.

However, like Xiao Yicai, who starts from the bottom with righteous thinking step by step, he has no interest, so he thinks with underworld thinking, and wants to become a middle-level leader of the Demon Gate in one leap, so he has to set up a character for himself.

Crazy, conceited and arrogant, it can be used as an extremely sharp and good knife, which is the person he set for himself in the demon gate when he and Xiao Yicai glanced at each other.

Of course, these are all based on strength, and if you don't have strength, you will die.

And he is crazy, strategically he wants to despise this group of people, but tactically he must pay attention to this group of people, otherwise the three masters of the Demon Sect, even if they can go back alive, they will be seriously injured.

Chen Jun picked up the wine glass and took a sip to himself: "The wine is good." ”

He glanced over lightly, and as he expected, the three subordinate apprentices at the table were all in shock, and none of them reacted.

The old poison god of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect lived the longest among the three, and if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was an old farmer in the countryside, squinting his eyes and kindly caring about anything, the Sanmiao Fairy of the Hehuan Sect stroked his black hair, his eyes looked at him affectionately like autumn water, and he smiled, the ghost king who looked like an elegant scribe was the strongest in the sect, and his own strength was also the strongest, with thin eyebrows and square face, and his bright pupils looked interested.

Ten thousand people said: "Entertaining guests, it is naturally good wine, dare to ask the little brother Daming?"

"Chen Jun, who is the driver?"

"My surname is Wan, and I go to the cursive characters." Elegant and calm, the name was read lightly, and a majesty suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, which was extremely heavy, with this name, there was a faint meaning of the people, and said with a smile: "Right now, I am the sect master of the Holy Gate Ghost King Sect, what about Brother Chen?" ”

The corners of Xiao Yicai's mouth twitched, and he listened carefully to it, and before he had even made a cup of tea, he was already called a brother.

But immediately he pricked up his ears, curious about Chen Jun's answer.

"The mountains and fields are scattered, there is no door and no faction, and Brother Wan is smiling."

"There, Brother Chen's Heavenly Sword Technique just now is amazing to us, and I am afraid that only the Amazing Sword of Qingyunmen can be compared to the world's Heavenly Sword Determination in the world, where did Brother Chen learn this swordsmanship?"

"I made my own!"

The truthful answer, not arrogant tone, but in the eyes of many people, how arrogant and ridiculous, even the old poison god of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Sanmiao Fairy of the Hehuan Sect raised a smile on the corners of their mouths.

"Oh?"

Ten thousand people were surprised on the surface, shook their heads in their hearts, and their eyes fell on the long sword he placed on the square table, and he arched his hand: "I have admired your Excellency since I was a child, and I can't enter the door because of the opportunity, and I can't enter the door because of the lack of chance, and the sword cultivation that has slashed the nine heavens of the divine soldier is even more dreamy, can you let me take a look?" ”

"It's all right, please."

Ten thousand people smiled, pulled out the long sword, a touch of cold light shone through the eyes, and the blade of the sword immediately snapped, shaking his head and sighing: "Although it can be regarded as a sharp weapon, it is a mortal sword, although my Ghost King Sect does not have any heavenly and earthly treasures, but there is indeed no shortage of divine blades." ”

"Qinglong, take out the chaos god." Ten thousand people responded to the handsome man behind him, walked into the cabin, and then took out a box of five-foot red sandalwood sword boxes, opened the box, and revealed the long sword that emitted scarlet light inside.

"It's chaos!" Ten thousand people's eyes were shining red, and he put the divine sword on the table level with Chen Jun's long sword, and said: "This sword is owned by a sword cultivation elder of my Barbarian Holy Sect thousands of years ago, and it belongs to the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, not inferior to the righteous path Qingyunmen Tianya, slaying the dragon. ”

"Now it is the time when my Holy Gate is born, and there will be a meeting of the wind and clouds, people like Brother Chen, I like it very much, this sword might as well be given to you." Ten thousand people revealed the meaning of solicitation in words.

Chen Jun shook his head: "No." My sword is already ready. ”

"Brother Chen likes this mortal sword, isn't there any reason for it?" Thousands of people asked.

"This is the sword of a secular swordsman in Nanyue two hundred years ago...... Eventually, the swordsman challenged the immortal. ”

The story told was eloquent, attracting many people, and the golden bottle turned her beautiful eyes and looked at the long sword: "No wonder you are still this mortal sword, what happened to the ending of the swordsman, didn't he win?" ”

"No, the cuffs of the immortal's robe are torn, and he is dead." Chen Jundao.

Without the slightest reversal, the Sanmiao Fairy pouted: "It is indeed ignorant and arrogant, limited by eyesight." ”

"Fighting a monk with a mortal is a stone with an egg, but it is also a bit commendable." Ten thousand people looked at the sword and asked:

"Does this sword have a name?"