In the center of Tianfeng City, the majestic City Lord's Mansion, in the middle of the political cabinet,

"Lord of the city, there are many people surrounding the city gate today. ”

A rickety figure was bent over, full of white hair, and his eyes were narrowly squinted, making it impossible to see his thoughts, and he was wearing a butler's suit similar to a tuxedo, with his hands folded and placed in front of him.

And directly in front of the figure stood a burly figure, on the balcony, as if looking at the city gate in the distance.

The body is a white shirt, mixed with a hint of light blue, the gold silk on the right arm turned into auspicious, like a dragon, and the silver thread condensed into words on the left arm, it is the wind. Behind him is a snow-white cloak, and the two big black characters on the cloak are "Tianfeng".

His long golden hair was scattered over his shoulders, his thick palms were in his trouser pockets, and he wore a simple long sword at his waist.

"Alas, how many years, there haven't been a few swordsmen who can stare at the sword intent of Lord Blowing Wind for more than a minute, sword ......"

The white figure sighed softly and said slowly,

"Shi Ren, I have always taken Lord Blowing Wind as an example in my South Gate, and I have pursued the ultimate in kendo all my life, but for many years, I haven't seen an opponent worthy of my sword for a long time......"

"Buzz~"

Suddenly, the long sword on the waist of the South Gate began to tremble, as if conveying a joyful mood.

"This, this is ......"

Nanmen Fuyu gently picked up the long sword on his waist, and a touch of excitement appeared on his face, could it be?

"Click"

And at this moment, a soldier hurriedly rushed into the room, knelt on the ground and clenched his fists and said to the two,

"Lord of the Castle. Lord Bu Shiren, the city, the city gate ......"

City Gate!?――

The lineman is really lonely as snow.

"Is this the stone plaque that Lord West Wind Blows Wind did a pity for relying on his strong fighting spirit to cultivate?"

"Yes, that's it, it's really domineering and awe-inspiring, containing thousands of sword intents. ”

"Alas. It's a pity that I don't have the qualifications and strength to spy on one or two. ”

Under the gate of Tianfeng City, there was a crowded crowd of people under the black pressure, but under the stone plaque, it was extremely empty, and there was no human figure. In the crowd at this time, people looked at the stone plaque on their heads from a distance and talked about it, but no one stepped forward to try, lest they lose face in front of everyone.

"Huh, so lively?"

Wu Hao looked at the crowd in front of him. With a slight smile, he slowly walked into the crowd, his eyes scanning around, observing the people present.

"If no one challenges, don't gather at the city gate and disperse quickly!"

Seeing that everyone was just discussing but no one stepped forward to challenge, the soldiers guarding the door were shocked by the fighting spirit on their bodies, and shouted loudly to everyone. Glowered.

The soldier's name was Zhou Defu, and he used to be one of the people in front of him. However, just last year, he successfully stared at the stone plaque for a minute and then gained the appreciation of the city lord and joined the city defense army of Tianfeng City, although he was now guarding the gate, he believed that this was only temporary, and everything now was just a tempering for him.

And this situation in front of you. It's no surprise to him, almost every few days, there will be a large number of swordsmen, fighters, etc. from outside to challenge, but few of them have reached the minimum one-minute standard, and their qualifications are ordinary.

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly. A loud voice sounded in the crowd, reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw that it was an adult young man, dressed in a gorgeous purple robe, with some sign on his right chest, a jade crown on his head, and a long sword in his hand, which was inlaid with several magic cores and gems, and it could be seen that this should be a nobleman.

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know, but it seems that the status should not be low, and the origin must be not small. ”

"Yes, you see that sword in his hand, it is absolutely extraordinary, and it is worth millions to say the least. ”

"Ignorance, can't you see the coat of arms on his shoulder?"

When everyone was talking, the young man had already arrived under the stone plaque, raised the sword in his hand slightly, and said loudly,

"Mariet Osman, cf. cf. ”

As soon as these words fell, they set off a shock again.

"It's the Ao Shiman family?!"

"Could it be that Mariet Oshman is the eldest son of the Marquis Mario of our Sunburn Empire?"

"Oh my God, I didn't expect him to be here, isn't his father the city lord of Falling Flower City?"

The corners of Maritt's mouth raised slightly, and he heard everyone's shock, which greatly satisfied his vanity, and said with a smile,

"Today, I, Marit, want to challenge the stone plaque of Lord Simon with the glory of the Ao Shiman family!"

One of the bold words shook everyone like a bomb.

In the Tianxuan Continent, from the nobles of the upper echelons of society, their pride and honor are things that they have to protect all their lives, so to speak, they would rather die than lose their honor and pride. What's more, the Ao Shiman family is still a nobleman with an extremely long history, and the honor and pride they carry are incomparable to other families.

And the young man in front of him dared to carry out this challenge in the name of family glory, how not to be shocked.

Just as Maritt's words fell to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared under the stone plaque, causing everyone to exclaim.

"Execute the envoy. ”

But Marit just smiled faintly, arched his hand, and said towards the figure.

It turns out that this figure is the executive envoy responsible for the challenge, and it is said that every executive envoy has strong strength, as long as the challenger dares to cheat, it is regarded as an act of defiling Simon's wind, and it is killed on the spot.

Dressed in a black suit and with cool short hair, the executive envoy of this term is a rough and strong man, carrying a huge sword box on his back, and his powerful aura slowly overflows.

"Let's get started. ”

There was no superfluous nonsense, the executive envoy only raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Marit, and said lightly.

And Maritt didn't say much, he knew all about the way to challenge and so on, before he came.

I saw that the executor was gently swiping towards the stone plaque in the void, but it was a powerful fighting qi fluctuation that startled, carrying the sword qi of slaughter, as if it had cut something, and the dust that was originally covered on the big characters suddenly dispersed, giving people an indescribable feeling.

"Banned, lifted, please. ”

Slowly lowering his hand, the executive envoy made a "please" gesture towards Maritt and said lightly.

Marit took a deep breath, as if he was relaxing his mood a little, and slowly raised his head, but his eyes changed, his essence flashed, and his sharp edge was revealed, staring at the three big words "Tianfeng City".

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful sword aura erupted from the stone plaque, rolling up a gust of wind, and the earth-shattering sword intent could be deeply felt even by those who had not participated in the challenge.

"Ahh

Lu Xiaowei was taken aback, and quickly jumped behind Wu Hao, his eyes full of horror.

This powerful sword intent was indeed too powerful for an ordinary person who was powerless, but no one laughed at him.

At this time, in addition to horror, there was a trace of flame in Lu Xiaowei's eyes, which seemed to be a desire for strength. After going through so much, useless, retreat, scum, these words kept circling in his mind, and under the stimulation of this sword intent, Lu Xiaowei's mentality seemed to have finally changed.

At this time, Wu Hao was squinting his eyes, looking deeply at Marit in front of him, and said softly,

"How many seconds can you hold on with such sword intent?" (To be continued.) )