Youyan Villa.

It is the bearer of the bull's ear who forges swords and casts divine weapons in Liyang Jianghu.

The sword list of the world, most of the divine weapons on the list, are from this family of ingenuity that has been inherited for hundreds of years.

Back then, Xu Xiaoma stepped on the rivers and lakes, and even Longhu Mountain was almost flattened by Beiliang's iron hooves.

But this Youyan Villa has been able to develop safely so far.

It all depends on the other party's benevolent sect rules.

Anyone who enters the villa can borrow a weapon built by Youyan Villa himself.

As for you not to pay it back in the future.

Youyan Villa said.

If you return it, it is a guest of the villa, and if you don't pay it back, it should be a little gift for the meeting of Pingshui.

It's just that if you come to Youyan Villa in the future, the villa will not treat you as a guest.

It's the rule of this kind of big-heartedness.

Let the strength of this theory be far inferior to the sword mound of the Northern Wu family and the sword pond of Nandongyue.

On the reputation, it is far inferior to the Youyan Villa of Longhu Mountain and Huishan.

It can follow the decline of Longhu Mountain and the blockade of Huishan by the imperial court.

Become the new first martial arts family in Liyang Jianghu.

When Wu Changqing and his entourage poured into Youyan Villa with the invitation of the scar-faced man.

The owner of Youyan Mountain Villa has long been prepared.

Hundreds of people from the rivers and lakes were arranged by them in an orderly manner in front of the continuous mountain view in the village.

This view house is somewhat similar to the Taoist temple.

All of them are rooms that can accommodate more than a dozen people.

There are all kinds of gas refining furnaces in it, and in addition, it is the futon that Youyan Villa has prepared for everyone a long time ago.

So that everyone can sit and enjoy the next battle of the two sword gods.

"Look, this is the bearing of the owner of Renyouyan Mountain Villa."

"But it's much more atmospheric than that Huishan Xuanyuan family."

"It's thanks to Huishan that the mountain has been closed, otherwise when will the sect with such a way of treating people come out."

The scar-faced man squeezed out a thinner junior and sat on the first row of futons in the temple.

I didn't forget to pull Wu Changqing and sigh.

Wu Changqing smiled but did not speak.

Nangong Servant and Sui Xiangu sat in some positions at the back casually.

When he came in, Sui Xiegu also said to Nangong Servant in a serious voice.

"Little girl, it's best to sit at the back with the old man."

Perhaps it is a recognition of the strength of Sui Xiegu.

Nangong Servant didn't care about Sui Xiegu's "little girl" and didn't say anything, so he really followed the other party and sat in the back.

To know.

This is a battle between two of the world's top sword gods.

If it weren't for these Jianghu people, it would be bad to break the rules of this Youyan Villa.

Otherwise, it must have been a crowd of people crowding towards the top of the mountain.

The closer you get to the two sword gods, the better.

As everyone knows.

This rare sword god battle in a hundred years is rare.

But watching the battle around these two sword dao powerhouses who have cultivated to the heavens, they will face the risk of harming the pond fish.

For thousands of years, how many guys with brain fever have been planted, even if they are planted in this situation.

"By the way, little brother, let's talk about it......"

The scar-faced man grinned and looked at Wu Changqing.

"By the way, you have to give this number to the eldest brother."

"However, the money is all on my two servants."

"You wait, I'll get up and get it for you."

Wu Changqing made a gesture and was about to get up and walk back.

"Oops! Forget it. ”

"It's not too late to give it to me after watching the Sword God Battle, little brother."

"Otherwise, if you leave, your excellent position will definitely be occupied."

"So be it."

The scar-faced man didn't know if he was really good for Wu Changqing.

I still feel that I am just living for a while, and it is impossible for these people to run away from the debt under their noses.

Just relax and let Wu Changqing read it first.

Wu Changqing smiled and sat down again.

I don't know how long I waited.

Just when the atmosphere in the audience began to be agitated, some people could not wait in time.

Everyone felt the majestic sword intent for the first time, across the sky, at a speed that no one dared to imagine.

Coming from the West.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked hard out of the door and out of the window.

I saw a one-armed old man in a sheepskin coat, like a god descending from heaven.

It fell from the sky and landed gently on the top of the mountain.

After losing one-armed, his expression was flat.

If it is an ordinary time, anywhere, I see such a bad old man.

No one would have thought that this would be the best kendo master in this world.

At this moment, the old man in sheepskin Qiu descended on the top of the mountain in this domineering way.

No one will ever question the identity of this person.

At the end, everyone looked up, but one person lowered his head and smiled softly.

"Li Chungang, Li Chungang, I didn't expect Yijiazi to pass."

"We can still meet this way."

Sui Xiangu muttered in a low voice, the surroundings were too noisy, and he didn't care about what he said.

But the old man in sheepskin Qiu standing on the top of the mountain felt something.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at the viewing house where Sui Xiegu was.

There is no sword in the hand.

But the old man in sheepskin fur was only a touch of wonder.

In the viewing house where Sui Xiegu was, the long swords of all the people with swords let out a buzz in unison.

It can be regarded as saying hello to this sword immortal figure in front of Jiazi.

Sui Xiegu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Laughing straight to the thighs.

Everyone around them was a strange star.

But it's just a vignette.

When the new sword god of the rivers and lakes is a middle-aged man who is known as the peach blossom sword god.

A sword on the occasion of mountain climbing.

Everyone stretched their necks involuntarily, their eyes widened, and they were shocked by the strangeness of the other party's sword.

I also want to see through how the other party's sword works.

"Deng someone, I've seen Senior Li!"

Deng Tai'a, who returned from visiting immortals, still looks like an ordinary middle-aged person, and is even a little sloppy.

But now Deng Tai'a is full of sword intent.

At the moment when the other party climbs to the top of the mountain.

The hearts of the entire Youyan Villa were all shocked at the same time.

They were all impressed by the invincible sword intent.

Who would have thought.

There are tens of thousands of people in Youyan Villa, among which only Sui Xiegu has this sword intent towards Deng Tai'a.

A cold snort was heard.

At the same time, the sword intent on his body also exploded.

It seems that he wants to compete with that Deng Tai'a with his sword intent.

Originally, those people in the audience who had long been unhappy with this nervous middle-aged man.

I was about to teach each other a lesson.

But when the other party's majestic sword intent poured out.

Nangong was completely shocked.

The others were so frightened that they collapsed one by one, and they didn't dare to catch a breath.

Especially the scar-faced man sitting next to Wu Changqing.

He still remembers the servant next to him.

I didn't expect the other party to be such a master of swordsmanship who cultivated to the sky.

At this moment, how dare he think about the money that Wu Changqing promised him.

I just hope that after watching the battle, there are a lot of adults next to him, and don't care about his previous recklessness.

"Hmph, boy Deng."

"You are so excited, you still have to invite me to this Youyan Villa."

"With so many people watching me, fight against me."

"What? That's how your sword heart cares about fame? ”

Li Chungang has long passed the vigor of his youth.

Thinking back then, he didn't cross the Guangling River with a flying sword.

In front of everyone, he stands out from the crowd and shows his sword fairy style.

Now Deng Tai'a took the initiative to invite him to fight in Youyan Villa, and wanted to fight him in front of everyone.

On the contrary, I felt that Mrs. Deng was too vain.

There's nothing a sword god should look like.

This position, he is really not willing to give it to this young junior easily.

"The seniors misunderstood."

"The reason why I chose such a place was all because of the Huang Longshi's idea."

"He said it was mainly to fight you here, so that he could meet that kid."

Mrs. Deng chuckled softly.

Between the words, the name of a big man in the world was said again.

"The boy?"

"You're looking for him too?"

Li Chungang raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a little more playfulness in his eyes.

"When Kendo is a person who enters the house today, who doesn't want to find him."

"Compete with his so-called fairy sword sword."

"With this kid here, you and I have decided the so-called sword god position today, but from the perspective of a clear-eyed person, he is still not the first person in swordsmanship."

Even though Deng Tai'a is far away from the continuous viewing houses on the mountainside.

But Mrs. Deng's words can be heard clearly by everyone, no matter how far or near they are.

Including Wu Changqing, who has already begun to grin.