Meng Bajiu didn't move a single step, raised his hand lightly, Guan Shanyue and Tingyu Pavilion were defeated.

Many people had only heard that Meng Bajiu was very powerful, and the Sihai Sword Cultivator who was pressed by one person couldn't raise his head, and he didn't even dare to show his sword easily when he walked in the world.

Originally.

It's really amazing.

Legends are not deceptive.

In terms of attainments in the way of the sword, Meng Guan and the two are different from each other.

The sword cultivators present had a very complicated mood: "Is this the pinnacle of the sword? If you face Meng Bajiu, how many swords can you make? Or, can you pull out the sword? If you can't even pull out the sword, what is the purpose of practicing the sword by yourself?"

Silent.

Only Meng Bajiu was left to walk slowly in front of Guan Shanyue, raised his finger a little, and listened to the treasure of the Yu Pavilion, and the spirit sword flew into her hand after listening to the rain, without any struggle.

All the Tingyu Pavilion disciples in the audience began to get excited, their cheeks flushed, as if they were about to suffer endless humiliation, and then they saw that Meng Bajiu was even more excited than them, and shouted coldly: "Idiots, all of them are a group of idiots, is it so unacceptable for me to eat a sword." I haven't eaten people, in such a state of mind, when will I be able to cultivate into a sword immortal, an ignorant ant!"

Meng Bajiu compared all the sword cultivators on the Tingyu Pavilion to idiots and ants.

Because, she thinks, her kendo is about to be completed.

Nine thousand nine sword eaters.

Ride a crane into an immortal.

Listening to the rain is the nineteenth thousand, nine hundred swords.

Meng Bajiu thought in his heart: "Let you idiots appreciate the righteous path of this Sword Immortal, it is already a tyrannical thing, fortunately, Ning Shi, a good disciple who wants to collect it in his heart, should be able to see it, and the morning bell and dusk drum tower are the best viewing holy places that he specially selected." ”

Raising his foot and tapping the floor, directly piercing the roof of the attic, Meng Bajiu came to the highest position of the Tingyu Pavilion.

The warm spring sun shone on her body.

There was a bird flying overhead.

The breeze is coming.

Everything was perfect.

The eyes of countless people around him were all focused on Meng Bajiu's body.

These sword cultivators naturally didn't know what Meng Bajiu was going to do, but they knew that Tingyu Pavilion's spirit sword should be eaten in the next moment.

It's just that.

"Do you need to fly that high to eat a sword?"

"Listen to how Yuge provoked this female demon and suffered such humiliation!"

"Is it because the slap in the face is not loud enough, so you have to stand taller and hit it louder?"

Guan Shanyue looked at Meng Bajiu above her head, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and all the disciples of Tingyu Pavilion drew their swords and faced each other, and the next moment they were ready to fight with their lives to protect the reputation of the sect.

At the last moment, he was stopped by Guan Shanyue: "Fang Cai's competition is fair and just, I am willing to gamble and lose, listen to the rain sword I lost to Mr. Jianmen Jiu, it has nothing to do with her, and the disciples of this pavilion must not be presumptuous." ”

Just after saying this sentence, Guan Shanyue seemed to be ten years old: "Guan Shanyue lost the supreme treasure of the sect, the sin is unforgivable, and he voluntarily gave up the position of the pavilion master to the first elder." ”

This is what Guan Shanyue thought about before the competition.

Needless to say, it won.

If he loses, the responsibility is all borne by him.

He didn't want to listen to the conflict between the disciples of the Yuge Pavilion and Meng Bajiu, it was not blood, it was life.

Therefore, he made a bet on the spirit sword before Meng Bajiu made a move, this is the step he found for the sect, and he can't lose all of it. Even if they are all lost, the incense of the sect cannot be broken, if it really shoots at Meng Bajiu, the blood is enough blood, but it is guaranteed to be destroyed.

Guan Shanyue forcibly swallowed the second mouthful of blood that surged into her heart, looked up, and thought to herself: "Take a look, take a good look, look at the most arrogant sword cultivation in this world, and see the direction you need to chase." In the future, the disciples of Tingyu Pavilion will aim at Meng Bajiu, there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and the small Luoyang City cannot represent the Four Seas Shenzhou, and it cannot be a frog at the bottom of the well forever. ”

Think of it this way.

Guan Shanyue felt that it was a blessing to lose a handful of rain and listen to the rain.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Meng Bajiu raised his fingers, shattered his sword, and devoured it.

Listen to the rain and disappear.

Then, everyone saw Meng Bajiu slowly open his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole heaven and earth. Her head was slightly raised, her eyes were gently closed, she was dressed in white, fluttering in the wind, as if she was enjoying it, and as if she was waiting for something.

This moment.

Heaven and earth, quiet and terrible.

No one spoke, no one dared to speak.

At most, a slight swallowing sound can be heard.

The time for a cup of tea passed.

The time for a meal passed.

The time for half a pillar of incense has passed......

Finally.

Listen to Lord Rain, someone began to bite his ears and whisper.

"What is the female devil doing, I feel so stupid!"

"Could it be some terrifying ritual, or demonic technique?"

"It's disgusting, I enjoy eating swords so much!"

After a while, the chatter began to spread into the attic, from the first floor to the sixth floor. Everyone is very strange, eat the sword, eat the sword, what are you going to do when you stand on the roof with your hands open? Do you want to fly? The peak of the proverbs can fly! You are flying!

Is it sunbathing?

Eat the sword to digest and digest.

After a meal, you can live for 500 years.

The fetish of the master is really unpredictable.

Meng Bajiu could naturally hear the discussion in the attic, she was not behind her ears, but she didn't have the heart to deal with these gossips, the people below were strange, she was even more strange: "How could there be no reaction? Sword, I've eaten enough, why didn't I become an immortal?"

"What went wrong?"

"How long does it take to become an immortal?"

"Have you been waiting?"

The more Meng Bajiu thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the more cranky he became: "Could it be that I have counted the wrong ones? The sword I haven't eaten enough yet? Or the sword I ate before has inferior products and doesn't meet the requirements?"

"No, every sword I eat is carefully chosen. ”

"It's just a miscount. ”

"I must have miscounted. ”

"Kendo is what I'm good at, I'm not good at arithmetic, nine thousand nine hundred swords, a lot, it's normal to count one or two wrong, there must be something wrong here. ”

Thinking like this, Meng Bajiu's eyes suddenly opened, and then he scanned the audience like a hungry wolf. The next moment, her figure appeared directly outside the pavilion, and a very beautiful sword was taken away alive.

Shatter the sword, devour.

Meng Bajiu felt it for a moment, but did not react: "Not enough to count." ”

Keep searching, grab the sword again, break the sword, eat the sword.

I continued to feel, but there was still no response: "It's still not enough." ”

Meng Bajiu's footsteps did not stop, the Chuntang Sword Club, the sword, there were many.

She searched for the sword very quickly, and no one could stop her from snatching it, and when the sword was taken away, it would shatter in an instant, and then it would be eaten, and no one would be spared.

One, five, ten......

Meng Bajiu ate from outside the pavilion to inside the pavilion, from the first layer to the sixth layer, no one could avoid it, as long as it was a good sword. Wrapped in a cloth, it's useless to seal it in a black iron box!

Meng Bajiu was like a demon.

Long hair flying.

One sword after another was eaten by her.

On this day, listening to the rain pavilion, the sword was broken like rain.