When the last wave of guests poured into the square, there was already a crowd of people in the ring. There are nine stairs above the ring, and everyone who has a reputation in the rivers and lakes has taken their seats. The leader is Yan Chaiyang, the one on the second floor is the head of the cangding, and the vacant seat on the other side is the seat reserved for Xue Qing Zhenren. It is worth seeing that the valley master of the Sword Casting Valley, Bai Lianzi, also came today, which shows that the Sword Sect and the Sword Casting Valley can be said to be the same qi and interdependent. At the lower level were the four elders of the Qi Sect and the seven sons of the Sword Sect who resounded through the rivers and lakes.

Mei Qian'er led Yun Yao from the side of the ring towards the high platform, this road is really difficult, some people may not know Yun Yao, but the Snow Moon Divine Sword in her hand is famous, even the people of Bailian Ziyan chasing the sun have to look at her a few more times. Although it was the first time for him to go to Sendai, he might not know any of the senior brothers of the Sword Sect, but he had heard of the reputation of the seventh son of the Sword Sect. From the bottom to the top, the seven sons are lined up, and they are Han Lingzi, Guang Jianzi, Yan Jizi, Tianjizi, Cui Yuzi, Qinglianzi and Chixiaozi. The leader is Chi Xiaozi, this person's swordsmanship, life, and reputation are all above the other six sons, and over time he is known as the head of the seven sons, but the other six people probably don't think so in their hearts......

This Chi Xiaozi is about fifty years old, although he is a little old, he still looks burly and powerful, upright, and upright, and there is the aura of a prince at that station. Looking back, among the seven sons, only Han Lingzi and Qinglianzi are women, and these two are also fellow sisters and sisters, and their appearance is even more unearthly, noble and arrogant. Guang Jianzi looks the most ordinary, and he can't see anything unique. Yan Jizi is very bluffing with fierce eyes, his posture is also rough, and his words are even more heroic, I often hear rumors that this Yan Jizi disciple is the most strict, but he and Yan Chaiyang have a thousand silk stockings, these two people are from the same family, and they are brothers and blood relatives. Tianjizi was silent, sitting there steadily, and her every move was quite elegant and refined, a picture of idle clouds and hidden cranes. If these six people are different, I'm afraid that only Cui Yuzi is the most out of place, with a rich beard, and his clothes and aura are more like a library, playing with a folding fan in his hand, which is no different from ordinary people.

Yun Yao walked in front of these seven people, and the seven of them all focused their eyes on her, but Qinglianzi stopped her and said: "Su Wen Qi Sect has produced a person with outstanding talent after Ji is in charge, I am the same generation as Ji Xueqing, although I am not as good as her, but now my eldest disciple Lian Ci is also the best among the many female disciples of the Sword Sect, if there is a chance for the two of you to compare a few moves?"

I have long heard that this green lotus seed and the master are really the same generation, and the two of them have tried several times when they were young, but this green lotus seed is always defeated by the master, and these two people are arrogant and no one obeys anyone, so they have formed a beam. As for Lian Ci, I also know a thing or two, although he is older than himself, he has also obtained the true inheritance of Qinglian Seeds, and the sword Bi Yuan and Qinglian Sword Technique have also been passed down from generation to generation, and they are also passed on among the disciples of the same generation, and it is said that he is also a popular figure in this sword conference. The little head flashed, his eyes rolled, he bent down and saluted, and said humbly: "The disciple is not good at learning, thanks to the master's refusal to give up, he has a small success and the love of the disciple is a little unbearable, I think it's okay." It's waiting for the disciple to win the top spot in this sword conference!"

Qinglianzi naturally could hear the humility and sarcasm in these words, and she was unhappy in her heart, and she just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Chi Xiaozi beside her.

"Haha, Yun Yaoxian's nephew is too humble, but his cultivation at a young age is so profound, I'm afraid that my eldest disciple Ming Chang will not be your opponent in time. In this way, after decades of meditation, he will definitely be the next Qixia Peak Teacher!"

As soon as this Chixiao son opened his mouth, he had the grandeur and majesty of the head of the seven sons, and his words were even more meticulous. Seeing this, Mei Qian'er also hurriedly stepped forward to relieve the siege and said, "The two elders are serious, by the way, is the family teacher still in the future?"

The two waved their hands and said, "Didn't the Ji Sect come together?"

"Don't hide it from the two of you, the master came up before us but disappeared, I see that the auspicious time is coming, and I don't know if something happened!"

Chi Xiaozi can't say anything, after all, he is just an elder, and he is one level higher than himself, and he can't speak disrespectfully in front of everyone, let alone lose the harmony of the two sects of sword qi in front of the heroes of the world. Reluctantly, he shook off his robe and got out of the way.

Walking up further, Bai Lianzi got up from his seat, and Yun Yao also hurriedly stepped forward to salute. Bai Lianzi and Qi Sect didn't have any grievances, but they couldn't help but sigh: "A few months ago, I heard about the reputation of Yun Yaoxian's nephew in the mouth of Xue Qingzhen, and today I saw that it was really a hero!"

The prestige of the valley lord of the Sword Casting Valley is also one of the best in the world, although he knows very little about this hundred refining sons, but his father and sect refining sons are like thunder. He bowed respectfully and sat down on the edge of Master's seat. Slanting his eyes, he saw the four elders, and at this moment, Elder Bai asked a little anxiously: "Why hasn't Senior Sister Ji come yet, the guests have already arrived, and if it is too late, it will be an auspicious time, but you must not lose the prestige of my Qi Sect in front of the heroes of the world!"

Yan Chaiyang, who was on the high platform, caught a glimpse of this scene, walked down, and asked sneeringly: "Why is Senior Sister Ji so big, and she doesn't come to the Sword Conference, I don't think she wants the position of the Qi Sect Sect Leader?"

Yan Chaiyang's words were yin and yang, and Elder Bai was uncomfortable when he heard it, and he wanted to scold, but fortunately he was stopped by Elder Han. Seeing this, Elder Han picked up a glass of wine from his seat, walked up, and said, "Senior Brother Yan, don't panic, my Senior Sister Ji still knows right from wrong, and I will never miss the major affairs of your Sword Sect, I will punish my Senior Sister with a cup." As he spoke, he poured the wine down in one gulp.

Yan Chai Yang knew that this Elder Han had a smooth tone, and it was quite inappropriate to have a quarrel with him, so he ignored it, and returned to the high platform with a cold snort. After he left, Elder Bai couldn't help but scold: "This Yan Chaiyang is really too deceitful, targeting my Sword Sect everywhere, if it weren't for the Hancang Real Soldier Solution, my Sword Qi and the two Sects would have coexisted in harmony, how could I call this kind of villain the head of the sect!"

Seeing this, he hurriedly walked away and said, "The disciple has not visited the four elders for several months!"

Yun Yao is different from Lu Yu, although these two are not disciples of the four elders, but they are treated as one heaven and one earth. All four of them trained him as the next head of the school, and they loved and praised him well.

Seeing this, Elder Han also hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Haha, the virtuous nephew has been in retreat for several months, and my internal strength has probably improved a lot!" As he spoke, he comforted Elder Bai and returned to his seat.

The guests in the square have all arrived, and all the sects that have prestige in the rivers and lakes have also offered heavy gifts, waiting for the start of the sword conference. But seeing that the auspicious time is approaching, but Xueqing Zhenren has not yet appeared, the guests in the audience can't help but talk about it, only to hear someone muttering: "Hey, it has long been rumored that Ji Xueqing and Yan Chaiyang have been at odds since the death of Hancang Zhenren, causing the two sects of sword qi to fight each other, I think ......"

"Yes, you see that Xue Qing Zhenren didn't come to such a big event as the Sword Conference!"

"Alas, I see that since that catastrophe, the Qi of the Tianshan Sect is probably ...... soon."

Yan Chai Yang heard all the voices in the audience clearly, and his hands hidden in the shadows were clenched tighter, but he still had a smile on his face. After looking at the sky, he just wanted to leave to announce, but he saw a beam of blue light falling, and before the figure could appear, a voice had already sounded on the Guanxian Terrace: "Senior Brother Yan has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time, and his swordsmanship is also extremely cold. But the swordsmanship is strong and dangerous, and the aggressiveness is too heavy, and if it sweeps Liuhe, it will also damage the internal organs. Senior sister, I specially ask Uncle Baicao Sheng to go out of the mountain to refine this 'Strange Muscle Xuanhuang Pill' today, which can help Senior Brother heal the dark potential in his body. By the time the voice fell, the man was already standing on a high platform, holding a box high and handing it over.

Yan Jizi on the side was annoyed when she heard this, and scolded in a low voice: "It's just that this Ji Xueqing is late, and there are words to mock my Sword Sect everywhere, but it really makes her steal the limelight!"

Chi Xiaozi, who was the chief, was also quite unhappy, but on the surface he was silent. These words made the four elders breathe evil and secretly rejoice. Some of the people in the audience who knew the inside story also looked at the two of them with the mentality of watching a play, and the scene suddenly exploded, sighing non-stop......

The beard at the corner of Yan Chaiyang's mouth trembled angrily, and his heart was even more furious, if it weren't for so many pairs of eyes staring at him in the audience, the two would have fought a long time ago. Helplessly, his face twitched slightly and smiled at her, took the small box, and said: "Thank you for your concern, and more for Uncle Baicaosheng's elixir!"

Seeing that he accepted it, Ji Xueqing bowed to Bai Lianzi, the head of Cangding, the seventh son of the Sword Sect, and many other figures in the audience, walked to the seat and sat down, looked at the four elders, and said something to Mei Qian'er. Mei Qian'er's face became a little gloomy after hearing this, Yun Yao was puzzled and wanted to ask the two of them but refused to tell them.

Yan Chai Yang calmed down, coughed, puffed up his true breath, and said: "Thank you to many fellow Jianghu Daoists for coming to watch my Sword Sect's once-in-a-decade Sword Conference, the demons are rampant and domineering, invading the territory of our clan, and killing many of my compatriots, we should unite to resist the demon clan and help the righteous path in the world!"

After saying that, the two fingers were a little towards the sky, the mid-air was dim, and a divine sword fell into Yan Chaiyang's hand, the sword body was black and enchanting, the sword qi was black and white, and the black ink and white ink blended on the hilt, and the sword body was square, unlike ordinary swords, this sword was not sharp, and there was not even a sword tip, but it revealed a strong ink smoke and rain everywhere.

As soon as this sword came out, the audience was even more uproar, and there were many people who knew this sword, but even so, Bai Lianzi, the head of Cangding, and Ji Xueqing, who were in a high position, were quite surprised when they saw it, and their faces were full of incredulity. But Yun Yao saw such a strange divine sword for the first time, and when she saw that everyone present was amazed, she asked, "Master, what kind of sword is this, why doesn't it even have the tip of the sword?"

Ji Xueqing calmed down her thoughts and explained: "This sword is 'Wu Zheng', it is worn by Han Cang Zhenren in front of him, but at this moment, the Wu Zheng sword in your hand only has its shape but no spirituality. After speaking, he scolded in his heart: "Hmph, what qualifications do you have to hold this indisputable sword?" The anger on his face was even more unconcealed.

I have long heard of the deeds of the Wuzheng Sword, and the power of this sword is not weaker than the Snow Moon Divine Sword in his hand, but it is a pity that the sword spirit of the Divine Sword has long since dispersed, and there is no longer the same luster as before. Although it is a pity, this sword conference is fortunate to see it, which can be regarded as an eye-opener.

Yan Chaiyang held the sword high, silently reciting the mantra in his mouth, and his mind trembled. The sky suddenly became entangled in black smoke, and a continuous spring rain fell in the originally clear sky, and the ink around the Wuzheng Sword also lingered in the sky, as poetic as the early spring smoke and rain picture.

"This sword is my master's sword in front of him' no dispute 'no fight' to show that there is no dispute in the world, there should be no prejudice in the same way, master he has carried out this way all his life, even if he dies with the sword, he sacrificed the sword array with the sword The demon clan vitality was greatly injured and did not dare to touch Middle-earth for twenty years. I hope that this sword conference will be the same, don't divide anything into high and low, and stop there!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience became even more noisy, all the people in the rivers and lakes with more seniority have heard of this sword, and some of them who are still inexperienced are still seeing it for the first time. There were many discussions on both sides of the ring, and there was such a strange voice in the crowd: "Yan Chaiyang, you are not worthy of holding a sword without fighting!" When he looked at the person who took the lead, it was actually the previous elder of the Beggar Gang, only to hear him scold again: "If it weren't for Lu Engong being framed by you, the position of the head of the Sword Sect would never have been passed on to you, a hypocrite!"

A middle-aged man beside him clasped his hands to his chest and said, "What Elder Jia said is timely, Lu Engong has also helped my Haisha Gang, and we also believe in Lu Daxia's innocence!"

The old beggar surnamed Jia saw that the person surrounding him was the deputy gang leader of the Haisha Gang, and he looked at each other, and the two of them just wanted to protest but were stopped by a group of people in blue robes, who turned out to be disciples of the Sword Sect. The man in the lead sneered provocatively: "Is Elder Jia, the law enforcement officer of the Beggar Gang, also an old fool who doesn't know right from wrong? How can you stop the civil strife in the gang like this? And the deputy gang leader of the sea, your actions will damage the harmony between the Haisha Gang and my sect." ”

A young disciple who followed behind him did not shy away from it, and sneered unruly: "If it weren't for the two of you, who are also on the rivers and lakes, we would have driven you down the mountain a long time ago, how could we leave you to shout in this holy land!"

The old beggar surnamed Jia was very old, and he was unhappy with this anger, coughed several times, pointed at the man's nose and scolded: "You, you ......"

The dark clouds in the sky wrapped around the white clouds, the spring breeze sandwiched the summer rain, and a rich black ink vapor flowed in the air, enveloping the entire Guansendai in an instant. Yan Chaiyang held up the sword and saw that there were many discussions in the audience, and he was overwhelmed with pride in his heart, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Ji Xueqing was uncomfortable sitting on pins and needles, and when she heard the protests from the audience, displeasure was written all over her face. Yun Yao behind him also muttered: "Hmph, Uncle Yan really revealed the prestige of his Sword Sect in front of the heroes of the world, and he really got out of the limelight!"

After a few breaths, Ji Xueqing couldn't bear it anymore when she saw that he hadn't stopped yet. One hand was secretly hidden under the seat, and the magic was silently recited in his mouth, a faint light appeared on both sides of the sleeve robe, and the true qi of the snow moon in his body leaked out from the dantian, and the hand hidden in the dark was a sword trick, and he slashed horizontally. There was a sudden steepening on the high platform, Yan Chaiyang's arm trembled, the connection between the Wuzheng Sword and himself was suddenly cut off, and a strong wind blew in mid-air to blow away all the previous visions. The people sitting on the high platform are all masters, so they naturally know who made the move, but the guests in the audience are still a little curious. The eyes of the seven sons on the other side were all focused on Ji Xueqing, and Yan Chaiyang, who was on the high platform, was even more angry and took a few deep breaths. Yan Jizi overturned the seat with a short temper, slashed it in half, and pointed at Ji Xueqing and got up and scolded angrily: "Xueqing Lao Dao is my Sword Sect's banquet today, what do you mean by this?"

Such a loud noise suddenly spread, and the eyes of the guests in the audience all looked at the high platform, as if watching a play. Ji Xueqing got up, shook her sleeve robe, put away her divine skills, hugged her fists and said: "Senior Brother Yan has finished what he should say, it's still important to get down to business, hurry up and announce the start of the Sword Conference, it's not an auspicious time!"

Yan Chai Yang exhaled deeply, calmed down his thoughts, walked to the high platform, picked up a wooden stick, and rang the golden bell on one side. The golden bell swayed violently twice, making a loud sound that resounded people's hearts, and everyone in the stadium also shouted with the bell......