The scene became more and more subtle, and without Xu Yuan's hint, his sword attendant instantly moved to the top of the martial platform, and someone from the upper three sects finally made a move.

The sword attendant was dressed in a simple green shirt, tall like a giant, with a pair of tiger eyes, carrying a sword box and a giant sword, but in the face of this tall bronze man, he just punched out.

Rumble!

The bronze man suddenly roared and shook again and again.

Xu Yuan got up and smiled indifferently at everyone: "My Qing'er is ugly." ”

With such a burly figure, but called Qing'er, Chu Nan only felt awkward in his heart, but he didn't know that this Qing'er was the nightmare of many young and handsome men in the Great Qin world.

The audience suddenly resounded with vigorous cheers, and the face of Qingyinmen was taken care of by himself.

Xu Yuan's eyes inadvertently glanced at the girl from Ling Yuzong beside him.

The appearance is beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, but its eyebrows are like a slender crescent moon, and there is a faint coolness in the tranquility.

He Lan, twenty years old, with an outstanding demeanor, is a well-known cold beauty in the territory of the Great Qin world, she has been sitting quietly in her position, unmoved by the wind and clouds, the more like this, the more many young men present look sideways, and the subtle and deep eyes are fleeting around He Lan.

The reason why it was only around was because there was a swordsman in a brown brocade robe beside He Lan, who had a long figure, a handsome appearance, and a frosty face, and because of his natural ink pupils, there was a trace of murderous aura invisibly.

His sword attendant's name is Wang Dou, and there are countless souls under the sword, and in terms of the fierceness of the killing power, I am afraid that even He Lan is difficult to compare.

Therefore, many sects secretly sighed, Ling Yuzong really got a good sword servant.

Wang Dou teleported to the top of the martial platform in one step, without the slightest movement, as if he was already there, and his murderous aura was far above that Qing'er in Fang Cai.

Whether it was Yu Chongshan or the sect masters of all parties present, they all knew that Wang Dou was coming, so there was no suspense, but they still wanted to see the demeanor of this sword squire.

According to the grapevine, if one day this sword servant can defeat He Lan, the two will become Taoist couples.

The sword squire turned over and became the master, which rarely happened in ancient times.

Rumble!

Wang Dou struck out with a palm, and the palm was fierce, like a demon roaring.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Above the bronze man, a palm print one inch deep was immediately revealed, and the bronze man itself did not move.

This kind of handwriting is not something that the young man can handle.

Seeing this scene, the whole hall was silent, the younger generation was only shocked in their hearts, and the older generation squinted thoughtfully, secretly sighing that Ling Yuzong had a good sword servant.

Seeing this, Chu Nan, who was in the last seat, also raised his spirit slightly, this person is very strong, he shouldn't just be a sword servant.

Suddenly, Chu Nan noticed that there was a breath on Lao Chen's body leaking slightly, and when he turned his head, Lao Chen's eyes were golden, and the runes in his eyes were steaming, and he was carefully examining it.

Suddenly, the vision in Lao Chen's eyes flashed away, he turned his head to look at Chu Nan, and nodded slightly.

Chu Nan comprehended and glanced at Wang Dou again, Chu Nan realized that although the killing power of this sword servant was strong, it was too treacherous, although the momentum was not completely blooming, but it was full of restrained and sharp evil spirit, which was similar to the residual breath of the corpse of the eldest lady of the Feng family.

How could I have thought that the eldest lady of the Feng family would be persecuted by such a person.

Chu Nan originally thought that he would be the son of a third-rate sect, or an inner disciple of a second-rate sect.

Ling Yuzong is really not particular about doing things.

Lao Chen whispered to Chu Nan: "You don't need to care about Ling Yuzong's appearance, there are some things that you can only see, or you can't see, if we hadn't arrived this time, no one would know what kind of murder happened to that poor girl." ”

Chu Nan was silent, there were some incredible things, it was really just ordinary.

Lao Chen suddenly became energetic, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to continue?" ”

Ling Yuzong He Lan's sword servant committed the crime, even if the county guard of a county was personally present, it may be difficult to arrest him.

The last three sects are in the territory of the Great Qin world, transcendent, some characters poison ordinary people, and many times the temple is also blind to it, not to mention that the sword servant Wang Dou persecuted a yellow flower girl from a big family, this matter can be described as light as tissue paper.

Regarding Lao Chen's question, Chu Nan did not drag the mud and water, and said with an indifferent smile: "Continue, on the eight-thousand-mile road, we have experienced many ups and downs, and there must be a major event that can be weighed, otherwise when we go back to our hometown, the villagers will laugh." ”

Speaking of his hometown, Chu Nan's eyes showed a trace of disgust, he really didn't like the people in his hometown.

After Lao Chen heard this, he looked at the two Wenwu platforms, eight blue and white flowers, and four of them had owners.

The Kagura Sword Sect also sent a sword attendant, who was a girl's family with a girl's male appearance, with broad eyebrows and a broad face, wearing a man's robe, and if you didn't look closely, it was really difficult to see that this was a girl's family.

However, Shang Lang, the young master of the Kagura Sword Sect, is a beautiful man who is as rich as jade, and he doesn't know how the Kagura Sword Sect views Shang Lang, a female and male swordsman, but the rest of the sects don't see Shang Lang's jokes in private, and most of the girls who admire Shang Lang's demeanor secretly sobbed for Shang Lang behind their backs.

Beauty is like jade, open to people, and girls and men are really hard to swallow.

It's hard to swallow but second, but this sword servant also climbed on the platform, lifted the pen and wrote down the four big characters of "Haoran Qianqiu", although the backbone and aura are not as good as Chu Nan, but the basic skills revealed between the fonts are far above Chu Nan.

Such a play also made people who watched the excitement cry and laugh.

At this point, there are still three blue flowers left for the good lord.

The scene became delicate again, Zihong Sect and Guiyuan Sect and even Tiehemen wanted someone to play, but they didn't move.

Yu Chongshan opened his mouth to break the embarrassing atmosphere, looked at Xu Yuan, He Lan, and Shang Lang, and pretended to be puzzled: "Could it be that the three of you don't plan to leave traces on this civil and military second platform this time?" ”

"Do you want to hide it?"

The rest of the sects waited eagerly for a response, Xu Yuan showed a hearty smile, and said brightly: "The predecessors said that they laughed, blue and white pay attention to fate, and our swordsmen have already shot, if we make another move, it will really be full and reluctant to put down the dishes and chopsticks, and the food will be ugly." ”

"This event should be about living together in harmony, not standing alone."

"The scenery of Qingshou is magnificent and boundless, and everyone should be happy."

He Lan and Shang Lang also nodded slightly at Yu Chongshan.

A blue flower is enough.

As for whether the blue and white flowers obtained by the rest of the people can be safely stored in the door wall, that is another matter.

Yu Chongshan praised the festival: "Sure enough, the young talent has a thousand minds!" ”

Randomly, Yu Chongshan shouted to everyone: "Who else is playing?" ”

Everyone moved when they heard this, but this time, the people of the five sects no longer dared to hold it up, if it was said that the martial artist of the Dragon and Tiger Gang was an accident, but Chu Nan, who was killed halfway, was no longer an accident.

The young master of the Guiyuan Sect and the young master of the Zihong Sect respectively landed on the second stage of civil and military affairs.

On the literary platform, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the martial platform is like thunder.

Seeing this in Chongshan, the expectations in the concentric were almost the same.

Subsequently, the young master of Tiehemen also climbed on the platform, lifted the heavy pen, and left a sentence of "eternal evergreen" with great difficulty with every stroke.

The three young masters cut off the opportunity of others in this way, and the eight blue flowers fell into their own homes.

Seeing this, the young people of the other sects shook their heads and sighed, knowing that their strength could not be compared to these three people.

But there is really a young man in a certain sect who can shake the skills of these three people, so he has to hide it clumsily, don't show his sword, and remember not to use the hidden dragon at the end of the year, so as not to be remembered by someone who cares, at least the young master of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, who has a tiger head and a tiger brain, is already impressive!

The second station of civil and military affairs came to an end.

Yu Chongshan looked at the sky, did not sigh for a long time, and shouted to everyone in a very chic manner: "Everyone, follow me into the back mountain to watch the flowers......"