Entering the villa, under the introduction of the doorman, Xiao Chen saw Situ Leihong, who had a calm face and was holding the Moon Shadow Knife and drinking tea.

"Hehe, Xiao Chen's little friend is here, what's the matter, do you feel that you are inferior to Wen Ziran, do you want to take the knife back in advance? I'm going to disappoint you, without the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal, this knife won't be given to you." ”

Situ Leihong smiled, but his tone was not relaxed at all.

Before he finished speaking, the Moon Shadow Knife in Situ Leihong's arms trembled violently. The strength was far greater than Situ Leihong's expectations, and he rushed out with a whoosh.

Reaching out and holding it, Xiao Chen caught the flying Moon Shadow Knife and closed his eyes to feel it. Inside the Moon Shadow Knife, a familiar figure was seen, with eyes closed, floating above the lake.

Xiao Chen was overjoyed at first, but he called a few times in his heart, but he didn't open his eyes, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "Senior, what's the matter." ”

Situ Leihong flipped his hand and grabbed it, and a huge suction force surged, holding the Moon Shadow Knife into his hand again, and only then did his face show a look of satisfaction.

Rub!

But before it could be more than a second, the Moon Shadow Knife broke free again and flew towards Xiao Chen.

"Damn!" Situ Leihong scolded in a very unmasterly manner, "This kid is so good, you are the old man worked hard to save him." ”

After scolding, and seeing the sad look on Xiao Chen's face again, Situ Leihong smiled and said: "You kid, don't be in the blessing and don't know if it's good or not, this is her chance, when she wakes up, your knife has the possibility of winning the god list." ”

When Xiao Chen heard this, his face suddenly showed an irrepressible joy. He doesn't care if he can win the god list, as long as he is coquettish and really alive, everything will be fine.

"Senior Situ, the great grace is unforgettable!"

Xiao Chen knelt on one knee, bowed to Situ Leihong, and bowed his hand.

Men kneel, don't kneel.

Kneel to the sky and kneel to his parents, in addition, even if he kills Xiao Chen, he will not kneel to the third person.

But Situ Leihong in front of him, no matter what, could bear his kneeling and his worship.

Situ Leihong's grinning face was quite embarrassed by Xiao Chen's kneeling, and with a wave of his hand, he dragged Xiao Chen up.

Said helplessly: "You kid, what a ......"

Some couldn't go on, sighed, and Situ said: "I have read countless people in my life, and for a knife, you are the only one who dares to be so persistent." Take the knife, you can use it with confidence now, with the help of this knife, Wen Ziran fights, you can increase your chances of winning. ”

Xiao Chen remembered something, and handed the wooden box containing the 10,000-year-old flame crystal to Situ.

When he opened the wooden box, Situ Leihong's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "This apprentice of Wu Xiaotian is also a wonderful person, this battle is a little interesting, let's go, don't be hypocritical." ”

Suddenly, Situ Leihong glanced at Xiao Chen and saw Xiao Chen preparing to draw his sword in the hall, and put down the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal in shock, shouting, "Don't move......"

Rumble!

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of light, and the entire hall was crushed by the sword light in a breath.

In the villa, a ray of sword light rushed into the sky, breaking through the clouds for hundreds of miles and penetrating into the sky.

There was a long line of swordsmen at Sword Casting Peak, and they looked up in shock, not knowing why.

The long swords in the hands of many swordsmen rubbed and rubbed, and with a few clanging sounds, they broke directly, and the entire Sword Casting Peak was in chaos.

Outside the famous Heavenly Sword City in the Xuan Domain, there is a lake named Jiulong Lake.

The water of the lake is clear and vast, and at a glance, it is misty and there is no edge in sight.

There are nine mountain peaks, which exist by the lake, the peaks are ten thousand feet high, resembling a giant dragon, and the end enters the sky.

The peaks resemble dragons, and each peak resembles a different dragon with very distinct characteristics.

It is rumored that the nine peaks were incarnated by the divine dragon in the Immortal Dao Era. In the distant past, someone once heard the mountain roaring and shouting, like a low dragon moan, tragic and desolate.

The legend that the mountain peak is transformed into a divine dragon seems a bit mythical.

The mountain peaks are tough, they can be hit by the quasi-emperor without collapsing, and under each mountain peak is a supreme spiritual vein.

In the past, when the sword king Wu Xiaotian and the sword king Liu Xiaoyun were not yet emperors. On this Jiulong Lake, he has fought nine times and drawn nine times, becoming a lifelong rival.

The last battle between the two on Jiulong Lake, when they were both promoted to quasi-emperors, each represented the top rising stars of the sword and sword factions in the Xuan Domain.

The war was thrilling and exciting, and even today, thousands of years later, it is still popular and praiseworthy.

The result of the battle is still the same as the top, but the battle is the last. With the perception of the war, the two broke through the bottleneck of Emperor Wu at the same time, and both became emperors.

In the sky, there are two falling emperor roads, and the two run to each other. At the same time, he stepped on the peak, pushed open the door of their respective martial emperors, and ascended to the avenue.

It was that battle that made Jiulong Lake, an originally unknown lake, become a well-known duel mecca in the Xuan Domain.

The specifications were extremely high, and later, because it was too frequent, Heavenly Sword City stipulated that only the existence of the quasi-emperor level was allowed to come here to duel.

Maybe there is really an inexplicable aura here, and for many years afterward, several people have fought here to become emperors, making the reputation of Jiulong Lake even louder.

It's just that at the beginning, the sword king Liu Xiaoyun and the sword king Wu Xiaotian both became emperors, and they never appeared again.

Today, Jiulong Lake is going to stage another duel to open the door for the two junior swordsmen.

The two sides of the duel did not have the cultivation of the quasi-emperor, but they were still allowed to fight in the Jiulong Lake.

There is no other reason, just because of the names of these two people, one is Xiao Chen in white, and the other is Wen Ziran, a disciple of the Sword King.

At this moment, beyond the mountain peaks, above the white clouds, there were countless large ships and flying spirit beasts, and there were even more warriors standing.

All of them looked into the distance towards the center of Kowloon Lake.

In the middle of the lake, there was a young man dressed in blue, who was clean and clean, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and an ethereal temperament all over his body, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

On the left hand, a slender sword floated quietly above the water.

The scabbard is carved with a simple pattern, and in the complex pattern, there is a long-lasting atmosphere. On the front and back of the handle, an ancient text is inscribed, Luoshui.

Around the man in blue, several water men the size of a warrior were fighting each other, practicing some kind of mysterious sword technique.

It seems to be pretending to sleep and rest, but in fact, he is not relaxing for a moment, seizing every free time to cultivate.

Above the clouds, there were a lot of people on the bow of the ship, and from time to time they would turn their heads to look into the distance, with a hint of excitement and nervousness in their expectant expressions.

But every time I look back, I am disappointed, and after a long time, I can't help but seem a little impatient.

"It's strange, Wen Ziran arrived early in the morning, why didn't he see Xiao Chen's figure yet. ”

"It's almost noon, it's too anxious. ”

The warriors who rushed to hear the news naturally wanted to watch the duel between Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran, but they couldn't wait for anyone, so they would inevitably have some anxiety.

"Definitely, it's really been said by the recent rumors, the knife in Xiao Chen's hand is just an ornament, and it is completely scrapped. ”

"Recently, the rumors have spread that Xiao Chen is in the Nine Shades Purgatory, he was seriously injured, and he has been suppressing it all the time, and he can't fight for a long time. ”

"I also heard that after Xiao Chen defeated Ouyang Long in three moves on the Sword Casting Peak, he immediately vomited three liters of blood. ”

"I don't know who opened the market recently, Xiao Chen's odds are all one to three, but the bet is still swarmed to Wen Ziran. ”

"Hehe, it does seem a little wrong now, but fortunately, I resisted the temptation, and all the 500,000 Black Star Coins were invested in Wen Ziran. ”

"Hahaha, me too, half of the millions of Black Star Coins were invested in Wen Ziran. ”

"No matter what, Wen Ziran's strength has always been stable, and the performance in this Sword Sect List Competition is also obvious to all, and the winning rate is at least more than fifty percent, so Xiao Chen is not easy to say. ”

The opening of the competition, especially the famous competition, there are generally people who open, which is not an uncommon thing in the Kunlun world.

At this moment, Hitachi is in charge, and noon is about to pass, but Xiao Chen is still not seen, which can't help but make people suspicious.

Above the white clouds, on the deck of the Xuanyu Winner's Big Ship, Jin Dabao was constantly calculating the gambling money received since the opening.

Lao Jiu was on the side, slightly excited, the large amount of bets was a bit unexpected, if the result was really as the fat man said, then this one really made a lot of money.

But if you lose, not only will you have to accompany the star coins you just got from selling black goods not long ago, but you will also have to work for the winner for a lifetime to pay off the debt.

The two of them are not famous, so they naturally have to find someone to guarantee the opening, and Jin Dabao is clever and makes Ying Qiong promise to guarantee it, so that the market can be opened smoothly.

Lao Jiu said worriedly: "How does the Ninth Master feel a little empty, fat man, are you spreading rumors a little too much, what if Xiao Chen really loses." ”

Jin Dabao said loudly: "How is it possible, three days ago in Sword Casting Peak, a wisp of sword qi shattered most of the mountain villa. Outsiders don't know, fat man, I'm absolutely sure that the Moon Shadow Knife has completely recovered. ”

Ying Qiong on the side laughed softly: "This is maybe, even if the Moon Shadow Knife is unsheathed this time, which greatly increases Xiao Chen's strength, Wen Ziran's Luo Water Knife is not a vegetarian." ”

"Sword King Wu Xiaotian, but for this Luoshui knife, he has worked hard to impact the god list in the future. ”

Jin Dabao sneered: "Sister, don't scare the fat man, if the fat man loses, you will lose the most." ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Ying Qiong's eyes, she looked Jin Dabao up and down, nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, Miss Ben, you have the means to recover the cost from you, you still ask God to worship the Buddha and bless yourself." ”

"What do you want to do, fat man, I won't sell myself. Jin Dabao was panicked by Ying Qiong's heart, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Ying Qiong couldn't help laughing, and smiled: "You're so beautiful, just your fat body, how much is a pound!"

Click!

The blue-clothed swordsman Wen Ziran was surrounded by the water man who had evolved the mystical martial arts, and suddenly shattered, turned into a little rain and dew, and fell from the sky.

Such a change instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Ziran opened his eyes, held the famous knife Luo Shui next to his hand, and slowly got up, staring at the empty water in front of him.