Yu Zhi, the second elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, has a high reputation in the Sword Shrine.

Not only is he calm in dealing with people, he has always persuaded people with reason, no matter how big or small matters are in the sword mound, as long as he opens his mouth, he has more weight to speak than Song Yanchu, who is in charge of discipline and law. However, it was also nicknamed by Qi Youyun in private as the world's first "and thin mud".

Moreover, Xu Ran, a disciple under his knees, is a model of the younger generation of Sword Shrine, and if he climbs one step at a young age, his sword path cultivation is about to catch up with the older generation of Sword Shrine.

Therefore, these two elders have always had an excellent reputation in the sword shrine.

Yu Zhi twisted his beard, looked at his senior brother who looked like his apprentice, and asked in a deep voice: "If the news brought by the person from the Flower Hall is true, we are a little constrained to wait for the reply of the two immortals and martial arts to the same door. ”

Hong Dingzhen's face was calm and silent.

Qi Youyun on the side waved his sleeves with a big grin, and lowered his big voice and said angrily: "'And the mud' is to the point, this world has been calm for too long, who knows how much blood is left in these immortal martial arts who usually have a smiling face at this time? Tomb master, you have to plan early! And these disciples who have traveled abroad have all shouted back, don't lose the strength of our sword mound outside for no reason." ”

was called a nickname by Qi Youyun in person, Yu Zhi glared at him coldly, and knew that he was heartless and unreasonable, so he couldn't help himself, and he was too lazy to have a war of words with him.

Hong Dingzhen smiled and waved his hand, stopping Qi Youyun, who was still going to continue talking, and said: "It's all old, don't make a fuss when you encounter something, they will start talking about swords soon, or drink tea to save effort." ”

The elders looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and stopped making a sound.

"The war that is about to break out in this world is actually said by the tomb owner to be a 'little thing'. It seems that we still can't cultivate our qi, no wonder the tomb master has a skill in his face, and he will always look like a young man!" Qi Youyun, who was blowing his beard and glaring, drank tea with his head bored, and muttered to himself in his heart.

The four people who were waiting quietly in a slightly less crowded place on the side also looked different in this noise at this time.

The sooner it was noon, the more anxious Su Qiao'er's face became. She tugged at the corner of Bai Nian's clothes and said with an uneasy face: "Nose... Nian Yi brother! Why don't I go to my master and let him help you push this competition! Even if you can't push it, you can delay it!"

Since they met, it was the first time Bai Nianyi heard Su Qiaoer honestly call himself 'Brother Nianyi'. He looked at Su Qiao'er in surprise, and scratched her nose with a smile: "Don't be afraid, isn't it just a fight, you still have a lot of things to do with Brother Nianyi, but you can't be instigated by this Yang Buzhi." ”

Qiu Jin smiled bitterly and hugged Bai Nianyi's shoulders and said, "Although I don't know what you think, but you really have to be careful! Seeing that the situation is not good, quickly admit defeat, there is no need to cross the ladder and fight him!"

Bai Nian slapped his hands one by one, squinted at him, and snorted coldly: "How much do you two buy, I lose?"

Qiu Jin smirked and looked at Xu Wansheng, and the two looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear.

Qiu Jinxu, who was pretending to be stupid, and Su Qiao'er, who was troubled, suddenly heard Bai Nianyi sigh in the noise of this sword field: "It's a pity that the evil monk who killed me last time took away my last three pennies!

The scorching sun was high, Song Yanchu gave Hong Dingzhen a slight salute, and walked slowly to the front of the stands.

The noisy voices below also slowly quieted down as Song Yanchu got up.

"It's noon, the sword discussion begins!" Song Yanchu's voice shook the sky, he glanced at the sword arena and said in a condensed voice: "Yang Buzhi, Bai Nianyi, you two come to the stage!"

Yang Bu Zhenjian stood up, glanced at Yang Si on the high platform in the east, and then looked in the direction of Bai Nianyi and sneered and floated onto the sword platform.

After Yang Bu was neatly established on the stage, among the disciples in the field, there were those who were bold and not afraid of his identity, and they immediately resounded with a burst of inverted colors.

"Ouch! Senior Brother Yang is so skilled, he didn't fall?"

"This kung fu that jumped on the stage is the black hair that buries the sword pool!"

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Yang, when you take us to catch black hair, just your hand, it's more than enough to catch a dog!"

And so on, and so on, and the resentment that Yang Buzhi has accumulated on weekdays can also be seen. Yang Buzhi glared angrily at the noisy fellow disciples and brothers in the audience, and his heart and lungs trembled.

Qi Youyun looked at Yang Si with a gloomy face from the stands, and laughed unabashedly.

Yang Si looked at him coldly, and he was about to have a seizure in anger. Hong Dingzhen stroked his sleeves and shouted calmly: "Fifth junior brother." ”

Song Yanchu, who was all white and full of fairy spirit, coughed, hiding the smile that he was about to hold back, and shouted in a deep voice: "Silence! Whoever makes any more noise will be fined fifty lashes!"

Breaking away Su Qiao'er's little hand that refused to let go, Bai Nian took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the sword platform step by step.

Ever since he entered the Pulp Washing Realm, Bai Nian felt that the qi in his body was full, and he wanted to vent with all his strength. Yang Buzhi brought people to intimidate and invite him to fight, which also aroused his fighting spirit.

Although this battle, all the people who are familiar with the details, including himself, actually did not believe that they could win. But he still wants to accept Yang Buvio's invitation.

is already determined to lose, so what is there to lose?

Beat him! Bai Nianyi secretly gritted his teeth.

"Hey, how much did you buy from Senior Brother Du?"

"It's not much, just the thirty taels of money that the master gave this month. However, the purchase and sale of a sure profit and no loss, buy a little is a little. ”

"It makes sense, it makes sense. Qiu Jin grabbed Xu Wansheng's arm and said loudly: "Let's move a little to the stand, the signs will be wrong for a while, and quickly let the master and them rescue Nian Yi." ”

Su Qiao'er heard the conversation between Qiu Jin and Xu Wansheng, and angrily kicked them on their legs.

Looking at Bai Nianyi, who walked in front of him slowly, Yang Buzhi felt a sense of pleasure that his revenge was about to be avenged. When Bai Nian struggled to squeeze through the crowd, he couldn't help laughing.

"I won't give you a chance to throw in the towel!" Yang said with a sly smile.

Bai Nian was expressionless and said calmly: "The world is impermanent. Just like a big man being divorced by a woman, no one knows what will happen in the future. ”

Yang Buzhi, who was poked in the sore spot, was instantly angry and went crazy, and shook his sword from the sheath: "If you find death, I will fulfill you!"

Martial cultivation of the sword, as soon as you enter the realm of cohesion, the sea of qi is successful, and the true qi rolls and gathers into sword qi, and you can initially drive the sword qi to attach to the blade from the body. The broken stele cracks the stone, and the force is incredible.

As soon as Bai Nian was a few feet away from Yang Buzhi, he felt that his face was hurt by the fierce wind blowing on his face.

A young man who has no actual combat experience at all, how to cheer himself up in his heart, he is also panicked at the moment, hurriedly set up the little flute, and hurriedly blocked the sword stabbed at Yang Buzhi full of anger.

The resonance of gold and iron stirred up a piece of wind and dust.

Bai Nianyi's clothes on his chest were torn, and he could take more than a dozen steps back before trying to stabilize his body. Yang Bu violated this sword and hit him, and he also came to the fire, forcibly suppressed the blood and qi tumbling in his chest, and the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique came out with a raised hand.

The realm of the two is not at the same level, although Yang Buzhi is obsessed with having fun all day long and neglecting to practice, but he is really a cohesive sword cultivator. After a long sword confrontation and docking, Bai Nian who fought had no retreat and no advance, and there was danger. After only a few breaths, Bai Nian's body was red.

The one-sided situation was a sigh in the field.

"If I had known that this Bai Nian Yi was so bad, this gambling board should have been smaller!" a man with narrow eyes and high cheeks and a goatee on his chin curled up in the corner and sighed uncontrollably.

Next to the goatee man with sneaky movements, stood the second elder of the sword mound and the disciple Xu Ran. He looked at this gambling brother with amusement and said, "How much can you earn?"

The goatee shook his head and sighed, grief-stricken: "The news before the game was not investigated, and almost all of these rabbit cubs bought Bai Nian and lost!

Xu Ran laughed, and was sucked away by an angry roar on the sword platform.

Bai Nianyi, who couldn't stop retreating, ate Yang Buyi's sword on his arm. A young man who was already covered in blood, one more sword to block, and his strength was leaked.

He looked at Yang Buzhi, who was laughing wildly in front of him, and knew that he was torturing himself sword by sword, but there was nothing he could do.

He clearly realized that no matter how brave and unconvinced he was, he still couldn't stop the difference in strength brought about by the level of this realm.

Bai Nian, who was on the verge of exhaustion, felt that with only one sword, Yang Buzhi only needed the last sword to completely defeat him, and he no longer had the strength to get up and parry.

Yang Buzhi looked at Bai Nianyi, who was staggering and couldn't even stand steadily, and said with a cruel smile: "Little beast!

Blood splattered, and Bai Nian threw his head back to the ground. He gasped, lifted his eyelids hard, and smiled scarletly, "Hehe! Cough... Lao Tzu can lose in a fight, ahem... But he will never admit defeat to his son. ”

"Okay, good, I'll take your dog's life today!" Yang Buzhi stopped talking nonsense, and raised his sword to stab.

It was not good to take his life directly in front of everyone's eyes, and Yang Buzhi directly took Bai Nian's breath. As long as the sea of qi is broken and the path of cultivation is broken, it will be no different from a wasted person, and he will have the opportunity to slaughter at will in the future.

Qiu Jin Xu Wansheng looked at the long sword that was quickly stabbing at Bai Nianyi, and at the same time looked at the stands and shouted in horror: "Master!"

Su Qiao'er stayed where she was, crying bitterly.

"Alas, this doll called Bai Nianyi has commendable toughness and is a good seedling. Qi Youyun snorted, glanced left and right, then looked up at the sky, retracted his right hand into his sleeve, and quietly popped out a sword aura: "Don't say it, the weather is really good today, it's not cold or sunny!"

The sharp edge of the sword had already pierced Bai Nian's skin, but when he heard Yang Buzhi scream in pain, he threw away the sword in his hand.