After some mediation, the contradictions between the people have been resolved. But when the sword abandoner asked Yin Shuang, she shook her head and replied: "I don't have any contradictions with you at the moment, and I don't need any mediation, if there is a sword confrontation in the future, I will naturally show mercy." ”

Her words are simply crazy, but they are convincing.

If nothing else, just because she was the only one who could see the Supreme Sword of the Sword Abandoned Disciple made her qualified to be arrogant.

Being able to see the sword of the forsaken means that there is a possibility of comprehension in the future. If she could really comprehend the Supreme Divine Sword, no one in this Kyushu land would be qualified to be her opponent, and all people, no matter which sect, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, would only run away or wait for death in front of her.

If Yin Shuang can really cultivate such a divine sword, everyone is indeed only worthy of her mercy.

The swordcaster frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more, and picked up the glass.

"Now that we're done, let's have a drink." With that, he raised his glass and drank it down.

This behavior did not conform to the rules at the wine table, but for him, the so-called rules did not mean much in the first place.

If you have the opportunity to invite him to drink, no one in this world will care whether he talks about the rules or not.

Seeing the sword-abandoning man raise his glass, everyone also raised their glasses and drank all the turquoise wine in the cup.

The wine smelled faint, without the slightest aroma of wine, but like tea. But when you drink it in your mouth, it's like a fire burning. The amount of alcohol was a little worse, and before I could drink it, my face was already red.

And when a glass of wine is down, everyone only feels hot, as if it is burning from the inside out. But there is no pain or suffocation, but I feel indescribably refreshed and comfortable.

After a while, a middle-aged man who studied wine very well sighed: "Sure enough, good wine!" But I don't know how this wine is made?"

"I don't know what to say." The sword abandoner said lightly, "This is the martyrdom of the Holy Emperor, I got three pots by chance, drank one pot myself, and gave one pot to Lao Zhang, and the last pot happened to be shared by everyone - do you know what Lu Dao is for Lu I only need twelve destined people?" Because this pot of wine is no more, no less, exactly fourteen glasses. Everyone was stunned, both surprised and delighted. was surprised, because he didn't expect that the sword abandoners would dare to go to the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum to "hunt for treasure" and actually get something back; I was happy, but it was because I could enjoy the relics of the Holy Emperor - to be able to enjoy the wine of the Holy Emperor's funeral, even if the wine was very ordinary, it was also an extraordinary honor, not to mention that this wine was indescribable, it was really an indescribable elixir!

"It's a pity that there is only so little ......" The middle-aged man looked at the wine glass that had already been empty, and muttered regretfully on his face, "I knew that I should drink little by little......"

He spoke the hearts of everyone, and for a while, I don't know how many people were staring at the cup, hoping to find a little bit of residual wine from the bottom of the cup.

It's a pity that every cup is empty—how can they be embarrassed not to drink it in one gulp just now?

Seeing everyone like this, the sword-abandoning disciple Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, shook his hand and threw the cup aside, and stretched out his hand to pull out the red long sword.

"After drinking the wine and teaching the swordsmanship, my affairs in the world can almost be regarded as over." He smiled faintly, but there was a cold and sharp aura on his body, and the whole person seemed to have turned into an eternal piece of ice in an instant, and there was even a murderous aura overflowing to the sky, making it difficult for people to even breathe.

This is the breath that Wu Xie once felt, and this is the posture he should have!

"Abandon your predecessors...... What are you doing here?" Although he had already guessed, someone couldn't help but ask.

"What else can you do?" The sword abandoner laughed, waved his hand, and everyone saw a flash in front of them, and they were already at the edge of the square, and the wine table and stools in the center of the square all disappeared, only the white-clothed and white-haired figure, holding a long sword as red as fire and clear as water, proudly staring at the sky.

"Me! Want! Cross! Hey!"

Before the words fell, the sky suddenly changed color, and a terrifying aura appeared out of thin air, as if something extremely heavy was floating in the sky and was about to fall down at any moment.

"That's too fast, isn't it?" Wu Xie couldn't help but say to himself, "Your efficiency is really amazing!"

"Sure enough, he is the strongest person in the world, a mythical character!" Yin Shuang walked to his side and held his hand, "Abandoning the style of doing things from his predecessors is really like his swordsmanship, which is unimaginable!"

"Hey! Aren't you going down the mountain first?" Li Siya had already walked to the stone steps leading to the bottom of the mountain at some point, and shouted loudly, "Are you planning to watch the catastrophe from such a close distance?"

Only then did everyone come to their senses, and they hurriedly spread their legs and rushed down the mountain.

Are you kidding! When the master of Huandan crossed the tribulation, the wind and clouds surged, thunder and lightning, and all kinds of natural disasters would emerge together, the most terrifying of which was the countless infinite heavenly thunders, their attacks were fierce and wild, and they often affected a large area.

Although this square is large, it is a bit small compared to the area that the catastrophe may reach. If you stay where you are, you probably don't know where a thunderbolt will come from, and it will blow you to ashes.

Everyone has cultivated to the point where they are today, and Invite Heaven is fortunate to have this opportunity, and no one wants to die here for no reason. So as soon as he was reminded, he immediately ran fast, only hating that he couldn't fly here, so he could only run too slowly.

Fortunately, the mountain road is quite strange, when going up the mountain, it is obviously very slow, but when going down the mountain, it is extremely fast, that is, a moment of effort, everyone has run to the position close to the foot of the mountain, standing at the bottom of the long stone steps and the largest platform, looking at the black and oppressive clouds on the top of the mountain.

Even from such a distance, they still feel extremely heavy pressure, making it difficult to breathe. As long as I looked at the dark clouds for a little longer, I couldn't help but feel tightness in my chest and shortness of breath, and I had to look away.

"The sword boy has been robbed." Not far from everyone's side, Qingshi Weng looked at the thicker and heavier dark clouds in the sky without fear, and whispered.

Strange to say, he and Gu Mu Weng were obviously next to everyone, but everyone ignored them, as if they didn't exist at all.

Gu Mu Weng didn't look at the dark clouds in the sky, but instead looked at Wu Xie and them: "Old stone, do you think it is possible for a character like Sword Boy to appear among them?"

"How is that possible! This kind of freak is the only one from ancient times to the present. ”

"But there are still similar ones - wasn't the Lixian brother back then also called a "freak?"

"They're different......"

"It's really different, but I think that there should never be a shortage of freaks in the world." Gu Mu Weng laughed, "It's just that the degree of freak is different.

"You mean, there might be one or two masters close to the level of the Sword Boy among them?" Qingshi Weng's eyes also fell on everyone, he first looked at Yin Shuang carefully, then looked at everyone, and then looked at Wu Xie after the most slugging, "Actually...... It's not impossible......"

"Then after the Sword Boy crosses the catastrophe, we might as well give them a chance

"What are you kidding! Twelve people?! Do you think it's tourism!" Qingshi Weng was suddenly angry, "That's the resting place of Brother Lixian!"

"He said back then that death is empty. This place is just a place for posterity to remember, and by the way, to exert some residual heat - I don't think he will care. ”

"He doesn't care, but I do!" Qingshi Weng didn't budge, "Twelve people are too many!"

"How many do you say?" Gu Mu Weng smiled and asked, "Just like the sword boy said, these twelve people are actually fateful. Maybe anyone will be able to get fate, meet the requirements of the younger brother who left the virtuous back then, and solve the mystery he left behind. ”

"What does it matter if the mystery is solved or not?" Qingshi Weng muttered, but he was still persuaded by him to make a concession, "Okay, after the Sword Boy crosses the catastrophe, I will open the tomb door and let them go in and try!"