The little second brother of Luoyang Lou held his head, his head was like a chicken pecking rice, little by little, he was half asleep. Luoyang House is one of the largest restaurants in Luoyang City, and it has always been full of guests in the past, and it is difficult to find one. But today, since the early days, he has been covered by an old man who has made a big move.

Although Xiao Er is not very old, he has seen people all over the world with a pair of eyes, and he has always been quite complacent about his eyesight. So he served diligently, and at the same time secretly doubted, this old man chartered the entire Luoyang Building, what kind of guests he wanted to entertain, who knew that the old man did not need him to serve, just told him, but all monks, Taoist Confucian scholars, and guests dressed as high-rollers in the rivers and lakes entered the Luoyang Building, and they could be invited to the top floor.

There must be a lot of visitors to invite people to dinner, but although there are many people with swords and swords dangling at the door, curiously stretching out their heads to look inside, but none of them stepped into Luoyang Building half a step. From morning to night, two young men and two women went up to the top floor.

"If you don't eat, you have to eat outside!" Xiao Er looked at a group of people outside the door, and secretly scolded himself, but no one was waiting, and he was also idle, and rested on the case for a while. Half-asleep and half-awake, he looked at a figure who was about to go upstairs.

The coarse cloth clothes, the gray head, the thin body, and the shabby back, all look like an old handyman, "Is it the old fortune in the backyard?

"Wu Na Lao'er, hurry down, don't disturb the guests!" Lao Futou used to always pick up some leftovers from the guests and go home to feed the family, and everyone in the restaurant pitied his family for being poor, and he had always let it go, why was he so inappropriate today, and before the guests left, he had to go upstairs to pick up the leftovers? Xiao Er hurriedly drank and blocked.

When the old man heard this, he really went downstairs obediently, Xiao Er's angry face instantly turned into embarrassment, although the shabby atmosphere is the same, but this old man is not the old fortune in the restaurant, looking at the old man's ravine-horizontal face, I don't think it is a noble person, Xiao Er in order to hide the embarrassment, simply made a mistake and said: "Old man, there is a high-roller banquet above, and the people invited are people who have the ability to play with knives and swords, so don't go up, it's not good to hurt." ”

"I'm an old acquaintance with the guy upstairs, but he might hurt me, but he won't do anything with me. The old man said indifferently.

"It's an answer to me, but the focus seems to be different. Xiao Er said secretly in his heart, and looked at this old man carefully, the temperament of the old man upstairs is really not much worse, and it doesn't look like an old acquaintance.

Although he knew that people should not be good-looking, Xiao Er still couldn't stop asking, "The old man can also dance with a sword?"

"Knows how to use a sword. ”

"Oh, haha, to be honest, I also wanted to learn kung fu when I was young, so I worshipped a master in the dart bureau to learn swordsmanship, but unfortunately it was not the material for this bowl of rice, and I didn't make much progress after studying for a year, and finally I was driven home by the master. I wonder how the old man's sword is used?"

"The sword path is endless, and I'm just entering the threshold. The old man said seriously.

"Well, we're pretty much the same, half a pound or eight taels. Xiao Er laughed and patted the old man on the shoulder.

"It's so much worse! It's not a world of difference!" A magnetic female voice came from behind her, Xiao Er turned around, and found a charming woman in palace clothes standing behind her, shaking her head and smiling, and this woman had also been to Luoyang Tower many times in the past, and it was the famous dancer Gongsun Auntie.

Xiao Er's face turned red inexplicably, and he hurriedly said: "Gongsun, are you also coming to the banquet?" ”

"No need, Gongsun Lan is just a dancer, and she doesn't know how to do fairy swordsmanship at all, so she shouldn't break the rules of the master's family. Then he said to the old man, "Go up, I will wait for you below, don't let me wait for a long time." As he spoke, he sat down with a grin.

The old man answered, and obediently went upstairs, step by step, as careful and calm as climbing a ladder, but Xiao Er suddenly felt that the air in the lobby was overflowing, his skin was stabbed by the invisible sharp qi, and his feet were weak for no reason, and he sat down on the ground.

As he approached the top floor, the old man's poor aura gradually dissipated, and his thin body stood upright, like a divine sword that won the world!

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"Not necessarily."

Chrysostom, the emperor of the sword, set the fate for Ming Ye, but at this time, a word came suddenly, Ying Feiyang looked back, and saw an old man in cloth standing at some point, and the swords of the four people of the Lingxiao Sword Sect were all ringing for a while, buzzing and trembling.

Yue Cangqiong had expected it, and his eyes were steep and he said, "You really came, Yu Wenfeng." ”

Who else will it be, naturally it is the sword to pick the heavenly sects, the pinnacle of the world's swordsmen, the sword god Yu Wenfeng!

"Mortals should be powerless against his condition, I don't know what the sword god can do?" Yue Cang continued. Miao Miao, Xie Lingyan came back to his senses, and he also looked at him with expectation

Yu Wenfeng said: "I can't help it, but the world is endless, and if the fire of the sword is not extinguished, there will be no end to the sword path." On the way to the sword, you and I are shallow, how can we assert?"

Yue Cangqiong sneered: "The sword path is endless, but the manpower is poor, and the muscles and veins are burned, even the divine doctor in the five surprises is helpless, you and him hope that it will only make him fall even worse." ”

"Oh. Yu Wenfeng bowed his head thoughtfully and thought for a while, and then said: "Then draw the sword, it's right to win people." ”

Yu Wenfeng's tone was indifferent, Ying Feiyang almost fainted when he heard it, the dignified sword god was like a child, Fang Yizui wanted to do it, whoever has the big fist is right.

In fact, they didn't know that these two short sentences were the dispute between the two of them over their respective swordsmanship, and the supreme sword path cultivated by Yu Wenfeng was an endless, endless sword, everything was like a sword, there was no absolute, but there was no possibility.

And the golden sword of the firmament is known as the extreme sword in the world, the change of swordsmanship in the world, and the extreme of the sword. It is to encompass the swordsmanship in the sword of heaven and earth, heaven and earth are endless, and his sword is the ultimate of heaven and earth.

Ying Feiyang and a few people were feeling funny, but they couldn't laugh anymore in a blink of an eye, Yuwen Feng pointed at his sword and slowly raised it, making an invitation to fight. And Yue Cang's body sat steadily, Pang Ruo raised the wine glass without anyone, but a pair of sharp eyes were faintly shining with a golden glow as bright as the sky.

Peerless master, top duel, the body has not moved, and the qi machine is already spontaneous. The air instantly became as sharp as a sword, and the sword intent was condensed like substance, overwhelming the audience, and the building was difficult to bear, and it was already squeaking.

"Wow, rub, rub, rub!" Ying Feiyang's four long swords rang out in unison, unsheathed themselves, and nailed to the surrounding walls, as if they didn't dare to be in the middle of the two and interfere in this battle between the gods and emperors. It seems to give up the position and leave the ring for the top sword duel!

ps: I don't even want to type when it's cold...... Frozen hands