The clouds are far away, the leaves are dancing and the flowers are drunk, the tea is fragrant, and the floating life is half a day away.

Gu Chen turned the teacup and smiled quietly, looking forward to Gong Li's early departure, and couldn't wait to verify the speculation in his heart.

According to Liu Ziqian's words, that Yan Luo came with Shangguan Lianfeng, why did these two people suddenly get together if they had nothing to do with each other?

And those indifferent eyes are really familiar.

This is half a ring, and on the three poles of the solstice, Gong Li, who was busy and idle, finally left, Gu Chensheng stretched his waist, raised his hand to block the scorching light, his heart moved slightly, and a golden light sword fell in the air, carrying the sound of wind and thunder to Luoyang, who was gulping wine and meat in the courtyard.

"Be careful!"

Qu Heng, who was outside the courtyard, panicked and strode into the courtyard, wishing that it was not Luoyang but him who was under the sword.

This place is Wudang Mountain, if Yama Luo dies here, it will not be said that Wudang will also have to close the mountain for a thousand years, every disciple loves this mountain, in order to protect here, every disciple can give everything.

On the top of the sword, Luoyang put down the wine jar unhurriedly, stretched out his sword, and the three-foot streamer swayed up, cutting the light saber into a little fluorescence.

"Your Majesty, this is just a misunderstanding, this is just a misunderstanding!"

Qu Heng's footsteps did not stop, he hugged Luoyang's forearm, and shouted continuously, the three sects and nine streams gathered here, there are countless blood enemies, all bound by rules, if Yan Luo and Kunlun fight, the previous efforts will be in vain, and this sword conference may have to be stopped.

"Let go, go get me two jars of wine, I don't know him, but I'm a junior, I don't like to bully the small, his sword is too weak, he doesn't deserve to die in my hands at all." ”

Luoyang shook off Qu Heng, pretended to sit down, and continued to eat and drink, not taking Fang Cai's affairs to heart at all.

Sword cultivators all speak with swords, and he believes that Fang Cai's sword Gu Chen can understand it.

Liuyun accompanied by the day to the west, a few bells and drums, the door of the guest house opened, three religions and nine streams, amorous wanderers, green forest heroes, hidden families, famous, nameless, all the heroes walked to the back mountain, or along the rugged mountain road to enjoy the beautiful scenery, or ride the clouds and drive the xia straight into the formation, the style is as good as the delicate flowers in the mountains, there are thousands of styles.

Luoyang put down the wine glass, smiled and laughed, got up and stepped into the air, and deliberately glanced at Shangguan Lianfeng's courtyard.

There are no old people under the shade of the green wood, and there is idle tea on the bluestone table.

"It's really fast, I guess you can't wait, right?" Luoyang muttered softly, his figure flashed in an instant, and he swept through the mountains and forests, and when he escaped from the shadow, he had already taken off his mask and changed into white clothes.

The dazzling light outside the Houshan Pavilion gradually fell, and the magic circle that only occupied the size of a square inch was hidden in the Qiankun, mustard seed Sumeru, and the ring with a radius of hundreds of steps on one side fell in the center of the void, and the group of heroes sat around, three or five into groups, seven or eight into groups, each with words and deeds, and the distinction was clear.

The entry heroes gradually became scarce, and there was a burst of drums, Zhang Xuan flew down on the stage, raised his hand and fingers, and the flowing clouds on the top of the space dispersed, revealing a scorching pearl.

"Everyone, the victory or defeat here is by no means for the sake of the length of the competition, but for the future of the world, the alliance is to solve the current predicament of the human race, which involves many secrets, so the top 100 forces are eligible to join the alliance, the top 50 forces can become the backbone of the alliance, know some secrets, the top ten forces control the alliance, you can know all the secrets about the future of the world!"

At this point, Zhang Xuan looked around at the crowd, paused, left a period of time for everyone to think about the long and short, spoke again, and spread the sound in all directions.

"Everyone, you are not forced to participate in the sword competition, everything is voluntary, if you don't want to leave now, if you don't want to leave, just fight, this alliance is the result of the joint discussion of a group of ancestors, Wudang is just to provide an opportunity, the choice is up to you. ”

The sound fell, the formation that hid the heavenly machine in the void space was silenced, and the formation was opened, and no force was willing to leave.

Who wouldn't want to be part of an alliance that can influence the fate of the world?

"Okay, thank you for your determination, the competition has officially begun, the first stage of the competition, there are no rules, and the one with the least number of wins is out!"

"The one would like to come and get a jackpot?"

"I'm coming!"

Luoyang shouted, flew into the ring, the heavenly sword on his side roared lightly, and the mighty sword intent swept in all directions, and the meaning of self-respect attracted a group of heroes to frown.

Zhang Xuan glanced at Luoyang and said with a smile: "This is the Kunlun Tibetan Sword Peak Sword Master, the disciple of the Qi Tian Sword Immortal, Zeng Zheng is bright, and single-handedly killed the Luoyang of the Five Qi Realm cultivators!"

The heroes are silent, in fact, there is no need for Zhang Xuan's introduction, everyone who comes here knows Luoyang and knows how good this heavenly sword is.

"Fang Xiang, the soldier of the Qin State, has seen Uncle Kunlun!"

The streamer flashed, and the young man in Xuanjia stood on the edge of the ring, holding a gun in one hand, staring at Luoyang's eyebrows, condensing thick eyebrows, and the tiger's eyes contained a majestic murderous aura.

Zhang Xuan took a step back, floated out of the country, and said, "Let's start!"

Luo Yang nodded, looked at Fang Xiang's gun, let go of the Heavenly Sword, took out the Sauvignon Blanc, and said loudly: "You strike first, think about it and then attack, you only have one move!"

Fang Xiang nodded, not in a hurry or annoyed, knowing that Luoyang was telling the truth, he stepped back sideways, drew a circle on the tip of the spear, and with a slight shake, there were hundreds of wrong shadows.

The gun moved and the sword moved, the bright aurora tore through the shadows all over the sky, and the appearance recalled the flaws in the spell and cut in accurately, and slammed on Fang Xiang's shoulder.

Fang Xiang snorted and took a step back, shook his shoulders, and clasped his fists, "Thank you for your advice!"

After saying that, he didn't come to the stage to win, he just wanted to fight with the first sword of this young generation, even if he lost, he would gain a lot.

"Hmph, jumping beam clown! Luoyang, do you remember my Hua Mu Liao?"

The young talent who was plotting against the spirit jade on the immortal boat flew down, pulled out the fairy sword behind his back, and without waiting for Zhang Xuan to speak, he took the lead in attacking, Qingfeng flicked lightly, and the four waning moon flywheels killed Luoyang.

Lingyu narrowed her eyes and stared at the young man in the field, there were many people who might have plotted against him that day, and this young man was definitely one of them!

Luoyang drew his sword and cut off the moon wheel, taking advantage of this moment, Huamu Liao attacked Luoyang with a sword, the sword was like a swift wind, ruthless and ruthless.

What Kunlun junior uncle, but he is a person who deceives the world and steals his name, what is the spirit?

Luoyang's footsteps made a mistake and let go of the sword, and the Sauvignon Blanc moved, like the bright moon in the sky, and he flashed away for thousands of miles.

The two figures were staggered, and the sound of swords clashing was extremely harsh, and Huamu Liao was not embarrassed to stabilize his footsteps, guiding the moon wheel to turn back, sealing Luoyang's movements, and not giving him space to pursue.

Luoyang leisurely raised his sword to cut off the moon wheel, looked at Huamu Liao, tilted his head to look at Lingyu, and said, "Could it be him?"

Lingyu shook his head, not speculating, not imposing at will, but said tentatively: "I don't know, it may be him, or it may not be him......"

"Explain that he is suspicious, so I will try him, as long as it is a fox, sooner or later his tail will be exposed!"

After saying that, Luoyang turned his head, squinted at Hua Mu Liao, exuded a little murderous aura, and marched in ten directions in an instant, leaving several remnants in front of and behind Hua Mu Liao.

The sword light rose slightly, and the flower and wood Liao was like a bird with a frightened bow, retreating in a panic, urging the moon wheel to slash at the four remnants.

The figures were staggered, the moon ring fell short before and after, taking advantage of the air raid, Luoyang quietly appeared in front of Hua Mu Liao's eyes, and raised his appearance to remember the head and knocked it down.