Chu Yan's appearance not only attracted Mo Wenjun's attention, but also attracted the attention of the other sword cultivators present.

For a while, hundreds of eyes came, looking at Chu Yan, constantly looking, all kinds of eyes were complicated.

Some people looked at Chu Yan with a look of surprise on their faces, some with contempt and disdain, and some with a low face and a thoughtful look in their eyes.

Only Mo Wenjun, the Holy Son of the Hades Clan, had a sneer on his face, and he was extremely proud in his heart.

"Chu Yan, in this Sword Grinding Cliff, as long as Guo Tiancheng is eyeing you, see how arrogant you are."

Sure enough, when the figure falling from the sky began to thin out, Guo Tiancheng swept it at a glance, stayed on Chu Yan for half a breath, and then got up and announced

"Good! Thank you for your support, this time the sword competition conference can begin! ”

As soon as he said a word, I saw him wave his big hand, and on the garden path behind him, rows of ladies appeared, all holding elixir and jade food, like a group of fairies in the world, quickly shuttling between the flowers and green grass, and rearranging the wine case for each table.

"Huh!? Martial Emperor Realm!? ”

In the crowd, some people swept their eyes and found that these ladies were all extraordinary, and they were all martial artists of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Moreover, almost every lady with a delicate face has a trace of fierce sword qi on her body, like the true qi of the body, lingering around her body.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Guo is really a Yaren, the wine and the beauty are beautiful, it's beautiful!"

"I didn't expect that within the Six Gods Sect, there were actually martial artists in the Martial Emperor Realm as subordinates, and all of them were delicate beauties, with a flowing sword aura, and they really deserved to be one of the ten major races!"

"Drink and talk about the Tao, appreciate the beauty and compare the sword! This time, it really didn't come in vain! ”

"Senior Brother Guo, the dragon and phoenix among the people, with a dragon sword, in this sword grinding rock for decades, no one can compare, this kind of sword heart, should be the first sword cultivation in the outer continent!"

“......”

A group of warriors, drinking fine wine, looking at beautiful women, all kinds of sycophants, kept patting Guo Tiancheng on the main throne.

Chu Yan held the wine glass in his hand, and also looked around with a light smile, this is the first time he has participated in such a sword competition, so he naturally feels fresh and interesting.

"Everyone, feel free!"

As the host, Guo Tiancheng stood up, held a wine glass, saluted the audience, and drank it all.

Immediately, the conference officially began, and after each wine case, there were people holding glasses and making friends and talking around.

What's more, but he walked to Guo Tiancheng on the main throne, and surrounded it three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Under Cui Liyuan, a disciple of the inner sect of the Wuxu Sect, I have seen Senior Brother Guo!"

A sword cultivator toasted Guo Tiancheng with a cup and a smile on his face....

"In Da'an next week, from Tianxin Sect, thank you Senior Brother Guo for the wine, it just happens to be my taste, all haha, I'll do it first...."

"In the snow leaves, from the Tianhai Sea, I hope to take advantage of this sword meeting to get the guidance of all Taoist friends..."

"Under ...."

A genius, while toasting Guo Tiancheng, reported to his home....

Every warrior who opened his mouth would get a burst of greetings and praise from the others present, and the scene was so lively.

That Guo Tiancheng is extremely big, and everyone who comes to toast is smiling and drinking, which can be described as a joy for the guests and hosts.

In the crowd, Chu Yan looked at the sword cultivators who reported their identities one by one, and nodded slightly.

Especially three of them, Chu Yan's divine sense swept over, and he also secretly praised.

This first one is the inner disciple who came to the Da'en Temple, named Miaolian Ju'an, with a dusty and indifferent face, quiet as a green pine, but the majestic sword intent in the body is as powerful as a flood.

The second one, from the Black Corner Cave Mansion, has a pale face, as if he has not seen the sun for many years, his name is An Yue, and he is also a rare genius.

It's just that although he talked to people, he spent half the time, staring at Chu Yan as if he were nothing.

The last one, naturally Mo Wenjun, the holy son of the underworld, had a gloomy face, staring straight at Chu Yan, his face full of hostility.

"In Xia Chuyan, Lingyun Pavilion disciple!"

Chu Yan held the wine glass and also stepped forward to toast to show his gratitude to the host for his hospitality.

When Chu Yan returned to the wine table in the rear after toasting, several figures immediately surrounded him.

"I have heard of Brother Chu's name for a long time, that sword in the square, cutting off the 10,000-year-old black iron sword pillar, is really my kendo model!"

"Huh! Lingyun Pavilion!? Isn't Chu Yan a genius of the demigod clan!? I didn't expect to be a genius of the human race, and the future is really limitless...."

“.....”

Chu Yan's identity and cultivation are much stronger than those of the many martial artists present, which naturally attracts everyone to seek after him, and they all want to make friends with him.

Chu Yan smiled lightly and raised his glass to greet him, lightly and naturally.

Not far away, Mo Wenwen's cold gaze swept over Chu Yan's figure, but he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

"Everyone...."

After three rounds of wine and three speeches, Guo Tiancheng stood up again on the main seat, and when he spoke, the audience was silent, and they all turned their heads to look.

Seeing that the scene was quiet and everyone looked at him, Guo Tiancheng nodded with satisfaction and spoke

"Today's sword contest is almost ready to begin! This first one, of course, is.... Compare swords! ”

As soon as the words landed, the eyes of the martial artists in the audience suddenly lit up, and their faces were full of excitement and excitement.

This is finally about to begin!

"Everyone, everyone is a sword cultivator, so naturally it is clear that my sword cultivator generation, if you want to say that your strength is strong, you can't do without a peerless spirit soldier! It's like everyone gathered in this Nine Swords Heavenly Peak, I'm afraid it's all for this reason! ”

"So, in this first game, everyone will compare to see whose spirit sword in his hand is more brilliant!"

After Guo Tiancheng finished speaking, he smiled lightly and looked at everyone.

"Sword Match!? It's the Spirit Soldier!? ”

"Haha, the sword is matched with the hero, the spirit sword is matched with the hero, look at everyone present, who has the peerless sword."

"This is good! Today will be an eye-opener and a feast for the eyes! ”

“......”

Hearing Guo Tiancheng's words, a group of geniuses opened their mouths in unison and echoed them.

Only Chu Yan in the rear, his face was stunned, his brows were slightly furrowed, he never thought that this so-called sword comparison was actually a spirit soldier!?

Airplanes....!

However, without waiting for Chu Yan to speak, in the scabbard behind him, Haotian Sword trembled directly, and clearly told Chu Yan that he would never grandstand, and he would not do it unless he fought against those eight divine soldiers.

"Uh...."

Chu Yan suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking helpless.

However, don't say that Haotian Sword is unwilling, even if it is himself, he is reluctant, as a sword cultivator, the sword kills, how can it be used to watch!?

Moreover, when he first stepped into the Nine Swords Heavenly Peak, the Haotian Sword had caused the reaction of the other eight ancient spirit soldiers, and if he pulled out the Haotian Sword now, he was afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble.

"I'll come first!"

Mo Wenjun of the Underworld Clan, stepped out, swept the corner of his eye to Chu Yan, smiled extremely provocatively, and then raised the spirit soldier in his hand.

"This sword, named.... A thousand armies! ”

Boom...!

A sword roar, like an empty canyon, contains the momentum of thunder, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the power is extraordinary.

What an emperor-rank spirit soldier!

"A thousand armies! Kill the enemy, break thousands of troops, and the enemy is 10,000 chiefs, and there is no edge to stop! ”

The sword came out, the cold and murderous aura surged, and everyone in the audience changed their faces, nodded in unison, and secretly praised.

(End of chapter)