Zhou Yan and Zhou Yi found a corner and sat down, and soon, a girl in purple offered jade like jade wine and the meat of demon beasts with a sè fragrance.

Zhou Yan had just picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat meat, when he heard a person in the attic say in a loud voice: "Isn't it the 'Flame Invincible Sword'? He also said rampantly, 'As long as you Feng Xiaocheng kneels on the ground and kowtows a hundred times, I will spare your life, otherwise not only your spirit sword will not be able to keep it, but also your human head will not be able to be saved!'

As he spoke, the man threw up his head and drank wine, and ate a lot of meat with his hands. His face was full of meat, and as he chewed, the flesh on his face kept shaking, looking a little hideous and fierce.

After he finished speaking, someone continued: "Hahaha, when it comes to this matter, it's really funny, what kind of thing does this dare to compare with our eldest brother? In terms of swordsmanship, the Flame Sword Dao, how can it be compared with my eldest brother? With my eldest brother's reputation as 'Dugu Sword Intent', there are few opponents in this sword intent realm. ”

"Not really!"

Someone else said and laughed: "That person spoke like this, but the eldest brother's sword intent came out directly, his sword had not yet come out, the human head had already rolled out, and the blood flowed into a river, and he was really dead." ”

"That's it, what else is worthy of being called 'Flame Invincible Sword', I don't deserve to give our eldest brother shoes!"

The people at this table are either fat or short, or their looks are a little extreme, and their faces are hideous and distorted.

Zhou Yan glanced at it, and then saw this group of people loudly announcing their achievements, and then sensed that their eyes looked at a woman in white who was not far away from the opposite from time to time, and suddenly, Zhou Yan knew that these people just wanted to attract the attention of the woman in white.

He smiled slightly, didn't speak, just drank his wine silently.

Beside him, Zhou Yi naturally saw this scene, and then looked at the woman in white in the distance, and then a trace of shock flashed in her eyes, as if she never imagined that she would see such a person here.

But she also hid her shock very well, quietly bowed her head, no longer looked up, and did not look around, as if she deliberately avoided something.

Zhou Yan was very clear about this qiē, but he didn't come out, but just continued to bow his head and drink.

Not far from the opposite side, among the few monks with hideous appearances, there was a Qingyue voice who laughed and said in a loud voice: "This is also thanks to the brothers who look up to the eldest brother, and the eldest brother has the status he has today! Everyone, let's have a good toast to show—"

The only middle-aged man in the group who looked handsome and suave was halfway through his words, when he suddenly paused, and he saw the attic door suddenly open, as if suddenly blown open by the wind.

Two figures, like ghosts, suddenly appeared beside him!

That kind of speed was so fast that the 'big brother' named 'Dugu Sword Intent Fengxiao City' also shrank his pupils at this time.

The sudden appearance of these two people startled him into a cold sweat.

Only when the two of them stood still could they see that both of them were dressed in dark gray spirit armor robes, and they were also not very old, but the appearance of these two people was also not good, thin and sallow, and they looked like dead bodies about to rot.

Their ears were tiny, and their noses were hooked, some large and some convex, which made their small eyes look as terrifying as skeletons, as if they had fallen into a huge pit.

Their eyes are like poisonous snakes, extremely fierce and evil, and there seems to be an evil sword spirit hidden in it, restless and restless all the time.

Their bodies are very thin, and when their empty robes are swaying in the wind, their weirdness is even more apparent.

The appearance of these two people is almost identical, some of them are ugly and disgusting, except that the sword carried by one of them is dark red blood sè, while the sword carried by the other person is dark sè.

But these two kinds of faces, no matter which one they are, seem to have the stench of an invisible corpse, and now they are eating and drinking, which naturally makes many people feel disgusting.

However, no one stood up at this time.

The two of them stared at Feng Xiaocheng, their eyes condescending, sweeping unscrupulously, as if they were judging something.

Feng Xiaocheng was chilled by such a gaze, stood up with some surprise, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "The two of you...... I don't know Gao's surname, please forgive me for being clumsy in Xiaocheng, I don't know the two ......"

"You are Dugu Sword Intent Fengxiao City?"

Before Feng Xiaocheng could finish his words, he was interrupted by the cold voice of the man with the blood-red sword at his waist.

His voice was hoarse, sometimes audible and sometimes inaudible, like a ghost howling, and it made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

"I ...... Below, below, it's Fengxiao City, I don't know where to offend—"

"Whoa—"

After getting the answer, the man had already pointed a sword at Feng Xiaocheng's forehead, so close, this person took out his sword, but no one saw how his sword came out, because when the sound of 'poof' sounded, his sword had already pointed at Feng Xiaocheng's head.

"Two, why is this? Isn't it really going to be done? If there is a misunderstanding, you might as well say it. ”

Although Feng Xiaocheng was jealous of these two people, after all, he was the shadow of the famous tree, and his prestige was not in vain, so his face immediately sank.

"As for you, you are also worthy of being called 'Dugu Sword Intent'?"

As the blood sword man spoke, his sword intent shook, and the essence of the sword intent made Feng Xiaocheng's sword, which was secretly preparing to make a move, was instantly bounced off and fell to the ground, falling with a muffled sound.

"Ahh

"As long as you Feng Xiaocheng kneels on the ground and kowtows a hundred times, I will spare your life, otherwise not only will your spirit sword not be able to keep it, but also your human head!"

The man said proudly, his eyes couldn't help but look at the woman in white, and then he took it back very well.

Feng Xiaocheng's face was blue and white for a while, because the moment this person made a move, he saw a sign that made him jealous - it was the Li family's silver nameplate!

They, then they are the Li family's 'Desperate Twin Swords'!

Secretly saw the identities of these two people, his face was extremely ugly, and turned from blue and white to red and purple, and finally, he poofed, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed fiercely.

It's fast, a hundred, no more, no less.

This is his usual method of oppressing others, and now it has fallen on himself.

It was a great insult, but he didn't hesitate to do it!

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan took a sip of wine, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "Such an arrogant person can live until now, it turns out that this is the reason." ”

When he spoke, his tone was very casual, and he didn't take anyone seriously.

"Poof—"

Beside him, Zhou Yi couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, her lovely eyes were bent like crescent moons.

Zhou Yan's words were not big, but the people here were very powerful, so they naturally looked at him in one fell swoop. Especially those two fierce people, they stared at him fiercely with a pair of small eyes.

The man with the bloody sword at his waist sneered: "It turns out that there is a master here, and our brother has lost his eyes!"

"Or maybe you think you have some ability, and you don't take my Li family's 'Desperate Twin Swords' in your eyes!"

The man with the black sword at his waist smirked.

"Our brothers, killing people and grabbing treasures is a common thing, and there are few treasures in our hands, as long as they can win the long sword in our hands and our sword intent, then the cultivation resources that have been snatched over the years will be presented casually, not to mention, even the heads will be offered with both hands. ”

The two men who looked like dead corpses, while talking at this time, stared at Zhou Yan fiercely, as if they were preparing to kill Zhou Yan with one move.

At this time, Zhou Yan was still just drinking wine, still just eating the meat of demon beasts, as if he didn't pay attention to these two people at all.

However, at this moment, someone's voice outside the attic came coldly: "Do you have a lot of cultivation resources on you?"

Hearing this voice, Zhou Yan felt very strange, he didn't expect that this person actually came to the main city of Xiaoyao.

When he looked up, he saw a burly man, carrying a black sè giant sword as tall as the others, wearing a somewhat shabby robe of pitch black sè, and just walked over.

His countenance, like a knife cut, was sharp and angular. His eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless.

He only has the peak realm of sword intent and heavy heaven, and it seems, like his thin body, that he is very weak and can't help it.

Such a person, but at this time, he was ashamed, and almost instantly, he attracted everyone's eyes.

"What you said before?!" asked the man with the bloody sword at his waist with a cold face.

The man in black said, "It's me." ”

"So, do you think you can get cultivation resources from us?!" the black sword man sneered.

"Yes!"

The man in black still replied simply, he seemed to cherish words like gold, every word was very difficult to say, but every word was like a sword, very heavy.

The man with the bloody sword at his waist stared at the giant sword behind the man in black and looked at it again and again, and then, his face showed a look of extreme ridicule.

"You're from Canglan City and Tianji City, right?

The man, after looking at the black-clothed man's costume and the giant sword with a playful look, finally couldn't help but laugh, it was an indescribable mockery.

"Boy, do you understand the sword intent? The man with the white sword at his waist teased the man in black and said.

"My sword, don't look at it, only kill!"

The man in black still said lightly, and then, he looked at the two powerhouses of the Triple Heaven Peak of Sword Intent, and the divine light of two sword intent in his eyes was beating.

"These two people are dead. ”

Zhou Yan took a sip of wine and sighed lightly.

These two people, playing handsome women, played Yang Qingtan, if they don't die, they have to die.

Everyone heard Zhou Yan's words and looked at him like a fool, but at this moment, a light flashed, and the two human heads had been nailed directly to the giant sword by that sword.

"Puff-"

At this time, the sound of two violent, heavy swords breaking through the human head broke out, and it resounded.