"Brother Xiao, it's okay, Bai Lang is also a fast talker, and under the Sword King, it is inevitable that he will be a little arrogant. ”

Seeing that Xiao Chen was silent, it seemed that it was indeed the first time he had heard this, Feng Xingsheng asked a little nervously, afraid that the other party would be angry, so he really went to the tea party.

Xiao Chen took out the invitation card and said with a smile: "It's indeed the first time I've heard this, but the invitation, I already have it in my hand, if you don't mind, I'll go on the road with Brother Feng." ”

Seeing this, Feng Xingsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Naturally, I won't mind, participating in this tea party with Brother Xiao is also a blessing." ”

There was an endless flow of people on the streets, and the warriors dressed as swordsmen walked towards the Tianding Square in the city, and at this moment, everyone in the entire Tianding City was running towards the same point.

The influence of the tea party can be seen at a quick glance.

The huge Tianding Square is decorated and filled with colorful flowers. The crowd surged, and the warriors of the City Lord's Mansion in the square personally led the way and entertained, so that everything was in order without the slightest chaos.

On the square, there are many pavilions, rockery fountains, from time to time there are three or two friends get together, or sit on the ground, or have a small gathering in the attic, taste tea and discuss the Tao, exchange experiences, and carry the treasure knife, each of which is put aside.

There are also merchants who set up stalls on the spot, selling all swords-related goods, sword soul soldiers, cheats, ores, and so on.

The whole scene was lively and full of laughter.

In Xiao Chen's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration for this white wave, it was not easy to hold such a grand event and arrange everything in an orderly manner.

"Brother Xiao, this is the periphery of Tianding Square, it looks lively, but there are no masters, the real tea party is arranged in the center of the square, and you can't enter without an invitation. ”

As Feng Xingsheng spoke, he summoned a maid and handed the invitation to the other party.

Xiao Chen did the same, and also handed the invitation to the maid.

The delicate maid checked it and smiled happily: "Two distinguished guests, please come with me." ”

In the middle of the perimeter, after passing through several well-guarded checkpoints, and after carefully checking the invitations several times, the two of them successfully entered the center of the square.

In that open land, on the high platform, eighteen stone pillars carved with ancient swordsmen reached into the sky, separated by a hundred meters, and stood in an arc of moons.

It is said that these eighteen stone pillars are not carved by descendants, but the vision of heaven and earth produced after the eighteen sword kings ascended to the emperor, which is the same as the Thunder Emperor Valley in the firmament realm.

An elegant wooden table is placed on the high platform, and the first guests are already ready.

There are not many people who come, but thirty or forty people, but none of them are in the column, they are all young people, and they are the best swordsmen, and their respective sword intentions have reached a very high level.

One by one, the lines of sight clashed, the sword intent was like substance, and it seemed to be heard in the air, and the sound of the handover of blades was crisp.

Eighteen stone pillars, under the stone pillar in the center, there is a long wooden table, only one person, gorgeous brocade clothes, waist plate jade belt, inlaid with pearls and gemstones, handsome appearance has a natural nobility.

Thinking that this person was Bai Lang, the young city lord of Tianding City, but the seat next to him was empty, and the mysterious swordsman, Wen Ziran, did not appear.

Walking through a hundred steps, Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng climbed the high platform at the same time.

"Greeting the full moon building, Haotianzong Xiao Chen, the two sons, came to the tea party. ”

Under the high platform, a servant read out the identities of Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng according to the names on the invitation.

The Quartet caused a lot of commotion, Bai Lang raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Xiao Chen, but then left.

A handsome and well-behaved maid stepped forward and led Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng to a wooden table, serving a lot of vintage and zero fruits, delicate snacks and high-quality tea.

Xiao Chen took the cup and took a sip lightly, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Although he doesn't know much about tea, he can also feel the value of tea from the fragrance that permeates his mouth and the cool air that escapes from his body after the tea enters his body.

Looking at the spirit fruit on the table, this Xiao Chen is in the business, and at a cursory glance, you can see that the age of the medicine is not less than three thousand years, which is a genuine magnanimity.

"Strange, strange, young city lord, didn't you say that someone has the name of a swordsman, but he has no swordsman, how did he come to this once-in-a-decade swordsman event today. ”

As soon as Xiao Chen sat down, someone who was bold and brave directly provoked the reason.

This person's face was morbidly pale, and there was a cold smell in his voice, lifeless, and he looked like a person from the ghost clan.

Feng Xingsheng frowned and explained: "This person's name is Jiang Chengzi, there are few martial artists in the ghost clan who practice swords, specializing in the way of death swords, he is very good, he has formed the prototype of the sword soul, and the sword intent is very exquisite. ”

Xiao Chen glanced at it roughly, the swordsmen who were doing it, the sword intent had reached at least Dacheng, and there were not a few who had ninety percent sword intent, but there were not many who could form the prototype of the sword soul.

There is one of the popular people around him, and the other is this Jiang Chengzi, and the white waves on the stage are the same as himself, hidden very deeply, and outsiders can't detect their sword intent at all.

Bai Lang said lightly: "I gave him an invitation, but it was just a friend's favor, what I said was the same, there is no knife in the swordsman's hand, no matter how famous his reputation is, it is just a vain appearance, and he is not a swordsman." ”

Xiao Chen pursed his lips, with a rather playful smile on his face, what he said was really direct, showing nobility, coldness and arrogance.

Holding down the popularity of wanting to speak for himself, Xiao Chen smiled and didn't argue anything. I'm just here to see what opponents the Sword Sect has after April, and the other party doesn't want to see him, so he doesn't have to bother to argue about anything.

Jiang Chengzi didn't say anything when he heard this, but he just looked at Xiao Chen, but he still seemed quite unkind, and he didn't know where Xiao Chen offended this ghost clan's swordsman.

Bai Lang shook his glass at Feng Xingsheng and said: "Brother Feng has become famous at a young age, and in his early years, he had the title of the first sword in the south of the young generation of Tianwu Domain. ”

"Brother Bai, you're welcome. Feng Xingsheng hurriedly spoke.

Bai Lang continued: "Just now, Brother Jiang, I exchanged some of his experience in cultivating the Death Sword Dao with you, since Brother Feng is here, I will also explain the sword path I have learned for all of you." ”

Tea party, the first process is to discuss the Tao with tea, exchange experience, and make progress together, Feng Xingsheng will naturally not refuse, put down the teacup, and begin to talk about the sword of the wind that he has cultivated.

"The wind has a violent wind, a gentle breeze, a warm spring breeze, and a cold wind that penetrates the bones. Each different wind has several variations, you can drill at one point, take only one, practice it to the peak, and you can laugh in all directions. If you are majestic and strategic, you can also incorporate all the changeable winds into your own sword skills......"

Feng Xingsheng talked about his cultivation of the Wind Sword Dao, and he was not stingy, he shared some of his experiences, and talked about them like a river. At the same time, his doubts and incomprehensions are also made public, seeking answers.

When talking about the knife, the atmosphere was good, from time to time someone asked questions, and even a flash of inspiration put forward new ideas, Bai Lang listened very seriously, and also issued his own views on some of the puzzles raised by Feng Xingsheng.

Such an atmosphere made Xiao Chen couldn't help but immerse himself in it and listen attentively.

"Good!"

After Feng Xingsheng finished speaking, Bai Lang, who was sitting in the center, took the lead in high-fives, and the applause of the others rang out.

I have to say that the sword path of the wind that Feng Xingsheng talked about is indeed exquisite, and it has a feeling that makes people shine, and there are a lot of insights.

Next, a few more people, between the cups, talked about the knife skills they had learned, although it was not as wonderful as Fengxingsheng, but it was also unique and had bright spots.

The swordsman who is doing it, no one is sarcastic, but puts forward his own opinions to make up for the other party's knife path.

During the conversation, you can hear the crisp sound of knives, and the sound of tinkling and ding dong like a piano around you can be heard, which is beautiful and beautiful. The sword wind overflowed, blowing through, and the sharp knife intent permeated the entire high platform.

The group of people are all young leaders, young talents, talking and laughing, high-spirited, can't be contained, their own knife intent will permeate out, will cause such a miracle.

The sonorous sound of knives continued, as if someone was fighting in the void, deriving the knife path that all the swordsmen were talking about.

On the eighteen towering stone pillars, the ancient swordsmen carved seem to be listening attentively, and their eyes are vivid, as if they have come to life.

In the following time, many people came one after another, including two amazing characters, who also comprehended the prototype of the sword soul.

The two are Lin Yan and Dugu Jue, respectively, and they are disciples of the Flame Sword King and the Thunderbolt Sword King, and they are quite famous.

The Flame Sword King and the Thunderbolt Sword King are both kings, and they also have the word Sword King in their names, but because of Wu Xiaotian's existence, they dare not directly call themselves by the word Sword King.

The one in the world who dares to speak outright about the sword king is Wu Xiaotian, unique, the only one, the strongest person at the peak of the sword path.

At the invitation of Bai Lang, the two began to talk about knives one after another, and they also talked generously about the knife skills they had learned.

It can be clearly felt that the two of them have a higher understanding of their respective sword paths than Feng Xingsheng. When talking about the knife, it was even accompanied by thunder and flames, and the strong knife intent diffused out, and most of the knife intent of the other young men present was suppressed.

In people's hearts, there is a secret sense of admiration.

After the two finished speaking, everyone high-fived at the same time, applause converged, and the knife intent scattered in the air formed a passionate tune, which reverberated non-stop for a long time.

Spread to the periphery of Tianding Square, many swordsmen from all over the world couldn't help but turn their heads and look up, and there were many yearning hearts in their hearts.

"Young City Lord, most of the people present have spoken about it, so you can also talk about it. Under the Sword King, he must be well-known, let me wait to open my eyes. Someone suggested with a smile.

Bai Lang smiled faintly, put down the teacup, behaved elegantly, and said softly: "It's not about opening your eyes, Bai Mou, like you, only talks about some of his own experiences." ”

Bai Lang, who was about to speak, was about to give a lecture, and everyone suddenly calmed down and prepared to listen carefully. The reputation of the sword king is extremely famous, and Bai Lang is from the other party's door, so he will definitely have something extraordinary.