"Ahem... Mrs. Ao, I don't know when this sword conference started? In the Proud Sword Villa, in the lobby, Yun Shibao sat on the soft chair in the first place, looking quite embarrassed.

From the moment he arrived at Proud Sword Villa and entered the lobby, this Proud Lady had been looking at him with a resentful expression, as if Yun Shibao had ruined her reputation and ruthlessly abandoned her.

It is true that because of the breaking of the first lock of life, life has evolved, although Mrs. Ao is about the same age as her own old man, she looks only in her thirties, her figure is convex and backward, beautiful and moving, she is a rare stunner, but Yun Shibao really has no interest in this woman.

"Young Master Bao, the Sword Tasting Conference is so bleak, after today, this Proud Sword Villa is afraid that it will become a big laughing stock in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes..."Hearing this, Mrs. Ao withdrew her gaze from Yun Shibao, looked around the hall, and looked at the sparse few people, and said quietly.

It's not bleak, since the death of the previous owner of Proud Sword Villa, Proud Sword Villa has fallen silent, and life is not as good as day by day.

In order to revive the prestige of Proud Sword Villa, Mrs. Proud spared no expense, and began to plan this "Sword Tasting Conference" as early as three years ago, intending to take this opportunity to brush the presence of Proud Sword Villa on the martial arts, and take the opportunity to make friends with all factions in the rivers and lakes.

However, after three years of planning, the expected heroes gathered, and the scene full of guests did not happen, only two or three big cats and kittens came, except for Yun Shibao, the young master of the world, the rest of the most famous is a second-order low-grade ranger.

As for the great factions of Wudang, Shaolin, and Sword Sect, which have been inherited for a hundred years, I heard that even the old nest was served by this first demon in martial arts, and it was impossible for him to come to participate in any sword conference.

"Mrs. Ao's words are wrong, those so-called famous names are all a group of flies and dogs, and the sword has spirits, so they will not recognize them as the master..."

"What's more, apart from Ben Shao, who else can match this peerless sword?" Yun Shibao snapped his fingers, and the teacup beside him suddenly spun, and the tea formed a whirlpool, and a stream of pale green tea poured out of the cup, and was accurately sucked into his mouth.

Hearing this, Madame Ao couldn't help but roll her eyes, but she didn't say anything.

In fact, with the current power of the Tianxia Society, it is to ask for the "peerless sword" from the Proud Sword Villa, and Mrs. Ao has to obediently send the sword to the Tianshan Mountain with both hands.

Yun Shibao can come to Proud Sword Villa and take the sword in person, which is already very face-saving for Mrs. Ao.

"Madam, someone has broken into the sword pool..."Suddenly, a guard in a strong suit ran into the lobby from outside the door, and he knelt in front of Mrs. Ao with a somewhat flustered expression.

"What?" Hearing this, Mrs. Ao's face changed, and she sat up from the chair suddenly.

The sword pond is the forbidden place of the Proud Sword Villa, which is buried with the weapons used by the ancestors of the Proud Sword Villa, for the people of the Proud Sword Villa, it is equivalent to the existence of the ancestral shrine, except for the New Year's Festival, even the helmsman of the Proud Lady can not enter.

"How many people are on the other side? What is the force? Mrs. Ao hurriedly asked.

"There's only one person on the other side." The guard's head was lowered, almost on the ground.

"Only one person? What about Proud Seven? Are TM dead? Unexpectedly let a mere person break into the sword pool? Mrs. Ao's eyebrows were raised, and her voice suddenly rose by a few decibels.

Trespassing on the sword pool, that is trespassing on the ancestral ancestral hall of the proud family, this is a kind of trampling and insult to the Lord.

Proud Sword Villa is now declining in the rivers and lakes, but the weaker it is, the more afraid it is of being looked down upon, afraid of being looked down upon, and the more it cares about dignity, so the always dignified Proud Lady is so angry.

"The leader of the Proud Seven led three hundred guards to resist desperately, but the people who came had already reached the third order of the lower grade, and the three hundred guards were not his enemies..."

"And the other party... The martial arts used by the other party..."Saying this, this guard cautiously glanced at Yun Shibao, who was sitting on the main seat, as if he had scruples, and did not dare to speak.

"This bunch of garbage, what? What's wrong with someone using a martial art? Seeing the guard's snort, Mrs. Ao couldn't help but say coldly.

"The person who came is using the cloud palm, I can't wait...", this protector hurriedly lowered his head again, his body fell to the ground, and he trembled.

It seems that he is afraid that this sentence will cause Yun Shibao's anger.

You must know that the person in front of him is the number one demon in the martial arts, and he waved his hand and ordered to kill hundreds of thousands of people without blinking, and this guard didn't want to anger the uncle in front of him.

Hearing the guard's words, Madame Ao couldn't help but move her gaze to Yun Shibao's body.

"Pai Yun Zhang? Step-by-step? Yun Shibao raised an eyebrow and muttered subconsciously.

"Mrs. Ao doesn't have to worry, if the other party really uses a cloud palm, I will definitely give Mrs. an explanation."

"Lead the way." With that, Yun Shibao slowly stood up and said to the guard.

Hearing this, the guard couldn't help but look at Madame Ao, and after seeing her nod slightly, he got up, hunched over and walked in front of Yun Shibao to lead the way.

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Proud Sword Villa, Back Mountain, Sword Pond.

The sword pond here is 990 meters deep, the water is cold and biting, there are more than 30 degrees below zero, but the water is not frozen, as if the well-known physics common sense is a joke here.

At this moment, at the edge of the sword pool, Bu Jingyun looked at the cold pool water, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

With the improvement of Yun Shibao's cultivation, Bu Jingyun knew that his hope of revenge was getting slimmer and slimmer, so he left the World Society and traveled in the rivers and lakes, hoping to find a way to become stronger as soon as possible.

After leaving Leshan, he met an unfathomable old man in a ruined temple, and the old man taught Bu Jingyun a top exercise at that time, Wan Dao Sen Luo.

It was also with this exercise that he was able to raise his cultivation to the third order in such a short period of time.

However, the old man once said that with his current cultivation, he could not kill the father and son, and only by getting the destined weapon could there be a glimmer of hope.

And this destined weapon is the peerless sword of Proud Sword Villa.

Therefore, after Bu Jingyun got the news of the birth of the peerless sword, he rushed to the Proud Sword Villa one step ahead of Yun Shibao and forcibly seized the peerless sword.

"Old man, I hope you didn't lie to me." Taking a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in Bu Jingyun's eyes, and then he jumped into the sword pool.

With his current cultivation, the water temperature in the sword pool of more than 30 degrees below zero will not cause him any harm, but this sword pool is the place where the ancestors of the Proud Sword Villa buried their swords.

After years of fusion and accumulation, there has gradually been a trace of sword intent in this pool of water, and as soon as Bu Jingyun jumped into the sword pool, a sharp sword intent cut through his face.