Chapter 408: Warriors Assemble
You Jiecao took Xiaokong and Hong Yiyi into the Ancient Sword Villa, and when he entered the Ancient Sword Villa, You Jiecao knew that Hong Yiyi's body tensed up, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.
You Jiecao glanced at her, she suddenly smiled at You Jiecao, no one can describe how reluctant Hong Yiyi's smile was at the moment.
"It's okay, I'm here. You Jiecao said.
Hong Yiyi nodded, and the three of them came to the old man, the table was still the same table, on the table, it was still a cloth, and the words on the cloth were still there, but today's old man was wearing very festive clothes.
The old man slowly raised his eyes, looked at You Jiecao, lowered his head again, and asked, "Name!"
"You Jiecao. You Jiecao said.
The old man looked down and groped for a while, and said, "It's still early, you need to wait a while." β
The old man, who seemed to be so old that he couldn't move, had a fine light in his eyes, and he glanced You Jiecao up and down, he could feel that this young man had blood on his body, and the so-called blood was murderous.
The old man still shook his head, the weather was closed first, and he was already dead, of course he knew, so he was not optimistic about this young man.
You Jiecao still has a good impression of the old man, at least he once persuaded himself and gave himself a job, and the old man's heart is obviously very good.
While waiting, You Jiecao heard a strange sound of footsteps, and his eyes were fixed on the entrance.
Lord God was walking in from the entrance, and behind him, there were Iron Tower and Miaoli Girl, Miaoli Girl's smart eyes, looking at You Jiecao and the others.
Lord Shen stopped and looked at You Jiecao for a while, smiled at You Jiecao, and walked towards the old man, his tone was very awe-inspiring-"Boss, I'm here to participate in the martial arts competition, and my name is Shenguima." β
The old man lowered his head and groped for a while, and said, "You seem to be the head of the Son of God who has become famous in recent years?"
"My lord sees it. God said.
"Wait, the time has not yet come. The old man glanced at God. His eyes were full of jealousy.
You Jiecao looked at Lord God, his eyes were full of solemnity, because he knew that Lord God in front of him. is a first-class ability.
Five days ago, You Jiecao had fought with a second-class ability, and the second-class ability was difficult, and he knew that Lord God was a first-class ability. His combat experience must not be weak, and You Jiecao's fists are already clenched.
At this moment, a black shadow, like a lightning bolt, flashed in front of You Jiecao and appeared in front of the old man.
No one can describe the feeling of seeing this person for the first time, You Jiecao felt that this person was as cold as a sword. Could it be that such a person also likes money?
The old man looked at him, he looked at the old man, the two didn't say a word, the old man suddenly sighed and said, "Name!"
The man still looked at the old man, his hand had been placed on the scabbard of the sword on the black clothes, and with a choking sound, the long sword came out of the sheath. In an instant, it was like a hundred dragons roaring, but the old man did not move.
As soon as the black-clothed man raised his hand, the sword was already pointed at the old man's throat. The castration was so fast, like a storm and lightning, seeing that he was about to stab the old man, You Jiecao was ready to make a move, this black-clothed man was only a Mahayana three qi, he could still stop it.
The sword breaks through the air. Suddenly hearing a choking sound, the black-clothed man staggered back, but with joy on his face, he said: "Good means!"
"Name!" said the old man lightly.
You Jiecao showed a shocked expression on his face, he seemed to have seen two swords just now, but the sword was obviously one, and at the same time that the second sword appeared, the black-clothed man had staggered backwards.
"Kenshin. The black-clothed man looked at the old man with burning eyes.
"A good name, a person is like a sword, a sword is like a person, there is a sword in the heart, what does it matter if there is no sword!" The old man lowered his head, groped, and after half a sound, raised his head and said, "Please wait, the time has not yet come." β
Kenshin stepped aside, his eyes closed, and he didn't seem to want to look at the others!
Lord God glanced at Kenshin, walked up to him, and asked, "Are you the Sword Demon?"
Kenshin opened his eyes, glanced at Kami-sama, and closed his eyes again.
"Am I really more ugly than my eyelids?" said Kami-sama lightly.
"Do you want to be friends with me?" Kenshin finally opened his eyes and looked at him.
"It's better to have one more friend than one more enemy. God said.
"You're dangerous, so even if you're friends with a waste, I won't be friends with you. After Kenshin finished speaking, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.
Lord God stared at him and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know. Kenshin said, "But I know that you are very dangerous, because I am such a person, we are friends, and there is only one end, and that is death, either you die or I die." β
"Oh?" God looked at him, but he closed his eyes and didn't look at God.
At this moment, a voice suddenly said, "I will be very happy if God is willing to be my friend!"
A man walked in from the door, his steps were not big, but at once he came from the front of the door, to the old man, the old man raised his head, looked at him, and asked, "Name?"
"Yanlong. The people who came looked at the old man.
You Jiecao looked at the person in front of the old man, his brows couldn't help frowning, he was a first-class capable person!
Lord Shen looked at Yan Long and said in a loud voice, "If the Yanqing Bandit King wants to be friends with me, I can't refuse if I want to!"
"It's just a false name, a few days ago, I didn't release a big bird for the leader of the Destruction Alliance!" Yan Long said.
"A big bird?" looked at him.
"I released a big bird, that is, a dead appointment, and I was not allowed to participate in it later!" Yan Long was laughing, but his smile was very cold.
"It looks like they're going to be finished, and even the birds of the valley dare to let go, it's really bold!" God squinted.
He knew that no one was broad-minded, and Yanlong must be a hero.
"Hey, you know, my heart is very small, I want that old man to know that I am powerful, but there is no way!" Yan Long looked at Lord God and asked, "I wonder if Lord God has a way?"
"There must be a way, but I didn't think of it now!" Lord God looked at Yanlong with a smile.
"I have a way, but they have it in my head!
"Leader Yan deserves to be a big leader, and if he speaks so humorously, I can't do it!" Lord God shook his head.
"Compared to the Ancient Sword Villa, my little power is really nothing!" Yan Long shook his head and stopped.
While the two were talking, a man walked in quietly, and the man walked as if there was no sound on his face. With a shallow smile, but just by looking at it, You Jiecao felt cold.
The god stared at the man, and suddenly asked, "Do the dead also like women?"
"Of course dead people like women, too. And it must be a beautiful young woman!" the man returned.
Kenshin opened his eyes and stared at the person who came in, and his eyes flashed again, because this person also had a sword on his back. Although he is a little older, he is always a sword, and he likes to fight with all kinds of swords until he dies under the sword, so he is a sword demon.
The man seemed to notice Kenshin as well, and asked, "Your surname?"
"Kenshin. Kenshin looked at him.
"The original surname is Jian. The man said, "My surname is Leng." With that, he walked coldly towards the old man, who asked the same thingβ"Name?"
"My surname is Leng!" said the visitor.
"Name?" the old man asked again.
"My surname is Leng. The man said again.
"You're out!" said the old man, "Young Miss, I like gentle and elegant monks. Certainly not to marry a weirdo with some intellectual defects. β
The face of the person who came was already angry, and he said, "My surname is Leng, is it also wrong?"
"There is no surname Leng on this. The old man lifted the red pen, the tip of the pen, stained with black ink, scratched it on the table, it seemed to be a slight stroke, but it made You Jiecao fascinated!
He didn't know why he valued the old man's stroke so much, but he knew. It's hard to take your eyes off it.
Watching the old man pick up the pen and draw it, Kenshin's eyes showed excitement!
The visitor sighed. He said, "My name is Cold Jackdaw!"
"Cold Jackdaw, it doesn't have your name on it. The old man said, "People who don't have a name can't participate in the competition, you should know, so you can go!"
"......Where am I going?" he said. The man had already lifted his sword, a sword of the same size and thickness as a human body! Suddenly, the sword was out, and all this happened between the lightning and the fire, and the shock was abnormal.
You Jiecao was shocked, he couldn't see a trace of fluctuations in the old man's cultivation power, the old man was not an capable person, looking at the castration and strength of the sword, You Jiecao knew that this sword would definitely kill the old man, but now it seems that it is too late to rescue!
With the swing of a sword, the wind in the courtyard was fierce, the robes were flying, and Xiaokong and Hong Yiyi had already exclaimed.
Leng Jackdaw sneered, he knew that this sword, the old man couldn't avoid it, and if he couldn't avoid it, he would die! He was full of confidence in the strength of this sword, just like his own strength.
Lord God was shaking his head, Yan Long was looking at everything coldly, but Sword Heart was full of blazing eyes.
Cold Jackdaw's laughter suddenly stopped, because he found that his sword had been castrated, and You Jiecao's eyes widened.
With only one finger, the old man resisted the blow that destroyed the world and made You Jiecao's scalp tingle, and the old man stared at the cold jackdaw and asked, "What is the sword?"
Cold jackdaw fell in cold sweat, the old man sneered, his face suddenly had a brightness, and said: "You don't even know what a sword is, you dare to use a sword, you are not qualified to use a sword!"
Without any fluctuations, Cold Jackdaw's sword had shattered and shattered into powder, and Cold Jackdaw's whole person looked as if he had been seen with hundreds of swords!
The old man sighed and read: "The talent has withered, and the interface is exhausted!"
Lord God suddenly clapped his hands and said, "It's really worth the trip to see Mr. Jian's wonderful moves!"
As soon as Lord God finished speaking, he heard a voice respond: "It's not easy to get praise from Lord God!"
As he spoke, a graceful and graceful young man with Yushu Sunshine had already walked into the hospital, and when he walked into the hospital, Hong Yiyi suddenly tensed her body.
This person is obviously Xu Renjie, You Jie Cao looked at Xu Renjie and thought: "I didn't expect that it was actually a monk of the six qi of Mahayana, and his combat experience was as high as 120,000!"
You Jie Cao clenched his fists, Xu Renjie's attributes are not high, but his combat experience is very rich.
Xu Renjie squinted his eyes and looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Hong Yiyi, he walked towards Hong Yiyi, and asked in surprise: "Yiyi, you are also here!"
Xu Renjie and Yiyi talked, and Lord God's eyes moved to You Jiecao, and he looked at it for a while. I still don't see anything special about this sloppy long-haired young man.
The long-haired young man is a bit similar to the good people who appear nearby. But Lord God would never think that You Jiecao was a person who could kill the Mahayana Three Qi cultivators.
Hong Yiyi gritted her teeth, but hid behind You Jiecao, she looked like a frightened cat.
Xu Renjie glared at You Jiecao and asked, "What are you!"
"I'm nothing. I'm a human being, a person who can eat, pee and. You Jiecao looked at Xu Renjie.
Xu Renjie suddenly laughed and said: "You understand the rules, I won't let you shout, of course you are also here to participate in the competition, but I really don't understand, what are you doing here!"
Xu Renjie said with a thorn in his words, You Jie Cao smiled and said, "It's too boring to live." If you want to come to death, are you also looking for death?"
"Me?" Xu Renjie laughed: "How can you know that I am strong as a person like this?" Xu Renjie snorted coldly and didn't look at You Jiecao.
"Oh. You Jiecao said, "Are you better than everyone present?"
You Jiecao glanced at the other three and said, "I think, let's go! How strong is this benevolent brother, how can we be rivals, at least I'm scared to death!"
"I know there's at least one more person here, better than him. Yanlong said, "That person is me." β
Xu Renjie sneered. He glanced at You Jiecao and said, "Hairy ghost, wait, wait until I beat you all over the ground." Don't bark. β
"Be polite, everybody. God's eyes flashed, and he said, "Anyway, everyone is going to die, so it's better to set a rule, if a person dies, subordinates or relatives can't find someone to take revenge." What do you think of my proposal?"
Lord God stared at the crowd.
"I agree. Yan Long laughed.
"Of course I don't have a problem. After Kenshin said this, he closed his eyes again.
Xu Renjie snorted coldly, walked towards the old man, and reported his name, and at this moment, a team of people in blue walked into the courtyard.
Yan Long sneered, looked at the man in blue at the top, and said, "The twelve-star ones are always so good, every time they are in groups, just like flies!"
When the leader heard Yan Long's words, he replied lightly: "Brother Bandit King, your grudges are clearly divided in this competition today, so why bother with the ability to speak your tongue?"
"What the Great Star Lord said is, I also want to fight with the Great Star Lord, I really want to know, the Great Star Lord, is he an iron man as the legend says?"
Da Xing Ye walked in, and one person followed in, You Jiecao glanced at the man, and thought: "He has also arrived." β
Of course, he was Jing Shuichi, with the long stick on his back, he slowly walked up to the old man and said, "Pilika." β
Mr. Jian lowered his head and groped for a while, looked at the sky that was about to shine, and said: "It's not too early, the remaining people in the future will be counted as abstention, and the competition will begin!"
As soon as Mr. Jian finished speaking, he heard a voice say, "Mr. Jian, please wait, I've finally caught up!"
A man in yellow stood at the door, he was panting, his face looked like a piece of cake, his eyes were two beans, sprinkled on the cake, a pair of mung bean-like eyes, looking at everyone, suddenly sighed the air, and said: "There are really a lot of big heads!"
Lord God looked at him and said, "It's not that my head is big, it's that the men of good people are not sharp enough to cure my headaches." β
Kenshin's eyes widened, looking at the yellow clothes on the fat man's body, he finally remembered the scene that night, a bunch of people in yellow besieged him, his eyes flashed with anger, and said: "Your head doesn't seem to be big, it must hurt badly, I will definitely help you heal!"
"Huang Shiren. The fat man came to the old man step by step and reported his name, You Jiecao felt ridiculous, Huang Shiren's appearance was really ridiculous, but he couldn't laugh, because this fat man who breathed step by step turned out to be a Mahayana monk with seven qi.
Others, of course, also noticed Huang Shiren.
Yan Long looked at him with amusement and asked, "Are you losing weight?"
Huang Shiren straightened his face and asked, "Do you think I'm fat?"
"Aren't you fat?" Yan Long looked at him.
"You're not a fat man, how do you know, I'm fat, I think I'm very slim, I do this, just to keep my body in shape!"
"That's right, that's right, people who are fat enough to a certain level will not think they are fat. Lord God looked at Huang Shiren.
"That's right, you really know me very well, when it's over, I must invite you to eat and drink, before that, please save your life!"
"I've always valued my life, so you don't have to worry about that. Lord God narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Shiren.
"That's very good!" Huang Shiren's mung bean-like eyes narrowed, and a pair of small eyes shot out an extremely resentful gaze!
The old man looked at everyone and said: "Everyone, please listen to the old man's words, everyone has gathered, the competition is about to begin, and those in the future should abstain from voting......"
Before the old man finished speaking, Huang Shiren said: "Uncle, it's not that they don't come, but they can't come, their headaches are terrible, and I have cured them!"
The old man looked at Huang Shiren and said, "If you have a headache, your head will always hurt!"
Huang Shiren wanted to say something, but he heard the old man say: "If you are as verbose as the old man, the old man has no choice but to ask the verbose people to go out, so please don't open your golden mouth and listen to the old man's rambling." β
"As you know, Miss Young is the heart of the owner and his wife, so, for this competition, the owner specially invited dozens of top space masters to set up a chic ring, I believe you will be satisfied, but before that, there is also a statement to you, on the ring, on your own body, without shouting to give up, I will never make a move, old man, so you do what you can!"
After the old man finished speaking, his palm was stretched out, and the air behind him touched, and in an instant, he shouted wildly, and a black circle like a black hole appeared behind the old man, and the old man looked at everyone and said: "The space can only invite the contestants to enter, and the others are waiting for the results here." β
You Jiecao has been thinking since just now, he knows that the people who come here, I am afraid that each of them has their own hole cards, thinking of this, his palms, has sweated!
When it comes to losing, whether he will give up or not, he himself doesn't know, after all, there is only one life!
Looking at the black hole in front of him, You Jiecao let out a long breath, and watched everyone walk into it one by one, he finally mustered up the courage and walked in slowly. (To be continued.) )