There is always a handful of people in the world who are born protagonists who can attract everyone's attention wherever they are.

The green shirt without the slightest blemish and the calm dusty face made it easy for people to think that they had seen an immortal.

At this moment, most people are in a trance, and a few people, in fact, are women, their cheeks are slightly red, and their eyes are full of brilliance.

Including Li Shu.

His Majesty the Emperor tapped lightly on the table and quipped, "My eyes are going to fall off." ”

"It's not this rigid and boring guy, I'm too lazy to look at it."

Li Shu snorted softly, but her eyes never moved.

In the wine shop, Xie Zhiliu's eyes fell on the bridge, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a smile: "This Su Qingming looks a lot better." ”

The man in the Demon City beside him looked indifferently, looking at this descendant of the Sword Sect who was bound to fight in the future.

It's just that after all, there are still a few people who are familiar with Su Qingming who discovered the flavor contained in it, and then had doubts.

"It's strange, how do you feel that Su Qingming's aura has changed a little, but he can't figure out the realm."

The cicada monk frowned and muttered, "Strange things, strange things." ”

Song Nu didn't speak, but he had the same thought in his heart.

Cicada Yi said: "It seems that something happened to Su Qingming in this short period of time, which caused a change in his mood, which should be a good thing." ”

Above the bridge deck.

As soon as Bai Jian saw the drops of fresh water at the end of Su Qingming's hair and the green shirt, he frowned and said, "You went to take a bath?" ”

"Nope."

Su Qingming didn't expect so many people to come today, glanced around, and said casually: "I also went to have a meal." ”

The man's tone was calm, but a little unserious,

Hearing this, there was a faint smile from the surrounding crowd, and more people had strange faces and were in an uproar.

At such a high-profile moment, the guy in front of him did not have the slightest nervousness, but took a bath and ate gracefully, either thinking that he was winning or not taking this matter to heart at all.

As soon as Bai Jian thought of this, his face turned completely cold, and he slowly clenched the small sword at his fingertips.

He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Start?" ”

Su Qingming nodded and said, "Okay." ”

...

A cultivator's battle never needs too many pleasantries at the beginning.

Since you threw it, you can do it directly.

Only those who win or survive are qualified to say something.

Hearing these two understatement conversations, the crowd of onlookers showed serious expressions, ready to look at the competition in the field with wide eyes next.

...

Inside the inn.

The emperor looked at Li Shu and asked, "Do you think Su Qingming can win?" ”

Li Shu said without thinking: "It must be Su Qingming!" ”

The emperor smiled: "Why? ”

Li Shu said casually: "Needless to say, it's good-looking." ”

The Emperor said, "Speak well. ”

Li Shu stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Hehe, Dad, haven't you seen Su Qingming's cultivation of morality at the beginning, that realm Dao Fa... That sword .... Tut-tut, it's not me blowing it to you. ”

The emperor said: "Actually, I have also seen the Sword Sect Zhuo Jianzun make a move. ”

Li Shu blinked, her face full of disbelief.

....

The two of them stood quietly in the field, the Mingyue Bridge was more than 30 zhang long, with 24 holes, and the distance between the two was separated by 24 holes.

"I know you're also a sword cultivator."

Bai Jian smiled and said, "It's unfortunate, so am I." ”

Su Qingming understood the meaning and said, "Oh. ”

Bai Jianyi sneered: "I'll let you have three swords." ”

Su Qingming didn't hesitate, nodded and smiled: "Okay." ”

There was no extra nonsense, the long sword galloped out of Su Qingming's sleeve, turned into a long rainbow, and the distance of thirty zhang flashed away, smashing the silver light curtain in front of the white sword.

With a thud, the light curtain instantly shattered, Bai Jian frowned slightly, and his body retreated a few feet.

Su Qingming waved his sleeves again, and another sword qi Changhong flew towards the white sword's body.

It's so fast, it's just a moment.

This time, Bai Jianyi's pupils shrank inexplicably, and the small sword in his hand flew out in an instant, and the dark red small sword resisted the sword qi Changhong, and then there was an extremely terrifying friction sound in the air.

From a distance, there were countless terrifying sparks generated by the violent friction in front of Bai Jian's body, and at the same time, his figure retreated again and again.

The terrifying sword aura vanished.

The long sword slowly flew back into Su Qingming's sleeve, and the latter looked indifferent and said, "There is still one sword missing." ”

Bai Jian's face couldn't see his emotions, his eyes moved down slightly, he was standing at the head of the Mingyue Bridge at the moment, and quietly left the bridge deck.

Seeing this scene, Bai Jianyi was silent and said, "Can you let two swords." ”

Su Qingming nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Bai Jian was expressionless, and the small sword at his fingertips emitted a strange red light, slowly levitating in front of him.

The sword body was red, and the violent sword aura surrounded the sword body, vaguely turning into substance.

With the appearance of the little sword, the scorching aura of the entire bridge deck dissipated a lot, and the sword aura with a chill filled the entire street, and the summer wind came out with it, and it was even cool.

One of the famous swords of the Qingcheng Sword School.

Spirit Sword Purple Rope.

When Su Qingming saw this scene, his expression was calm, as if the sword in front of him was just an ordinary short sword.

Then with a flick of the sleeve.

The sword soared into the sky in a domineering posture under the eyes of everyone, and then sliced through the entire sky, blowing away all the chill on the streets.

The long sword flew through the sky, setting off waves and landing in front of Su Qingming.

Seeing this scene, most of the people in the audience already knew that Su Qingming's cultivation had been completely restored.

Li Shu was no longer worried, and said with emotion: "Mr. is really handsome, he is only in the Yuan Realm, I didn't expect the sword to be so handsome." ”

Dao Yan Zhenren said with a smile: "These two people haven't made any moves yet, the two of them are sword cultivators, and more powerful ancient books are still behind, and they all like to play something nice at the beginning." ”

The old man continued: "Yes, young people nowadays love this set, just pretend, old man, I have lived for so many years, and I still don't like it, thief pretend!" ”

The two guys in front of him with completely different identities showed extremely similar views at this moment.