The feeling that the drunken spring breeze gave Shi Xiaole was very terrifying.

Under the perception of his spiritual power, there are three breaths that are as deep as the sea and cannot be guessed, and there are dozens of breaths, which are also first-class and strong.

What's more worth mentioning is that since Shi Xiaole entered the plum garden that day, the entire formation of the drunken spring breeze has changed, and it is different every moment.

It is conceivable that with the cooperation of these masters and formations, the drunken spring breeze is nothing less than the Longtan Tiger's Den, and perhaps even the Martial Emperor of the Void Yuan Realm will not want to break through.

"On that day, could it be that someone deliberately let me in? ”

Shi Xiaole couldn't help but have a guess.

No matter what, he will not let go of Mei Junyi's line! Every time the other party mentions Gui Nanyan, it seems to be calm, but in fact, the words are vague, and there is clearly a big problem!

On the streets, you can see people everywhere.

"Alas, even the Nianhuo Master has been defeated, is this Fujiki Naokura really invincible?"

"Your news is lagging behind, just now, next to the Tianchi in the western suburbs of Tiancheng, the six heroes of the Tianshan Mountains formed the Tianshan Liuhe Array, facing Fujiki Naoyang, and fought fiercely with six hundred and thirty-two moves, and as a result, four people were seriously injured, and under the so-called Void Yuan, no one could break the Liuhe Array!"

"This ......"

Walking along the street, you can hear the hot discussions of the people everywhere, but the atmosphere is more and more dull.

Whether it is the Nian Huo Master or the Six Heroes of the Tianshan Mountains, they are all legendary characters in the rivers and lakes.

Especially the latter, each of them is a peak earth immortal, and the cultivation of the Tianshan Liuhe Array is said to come from the Tianshan cave, which is left by the ancient gods, and is invincible under the void yuan.

No one expected that in Dongying, a small place, there would be a master like Fujiki Naokura, who ran over all the way, knocking down the monuments of the Central Plains martial arts one by one, and no one could beat him.

If this continues, the face of the entire Central Plains martial arts will be trampled under its feet.

But you can count the heroes, who can fight with them?

"You say, can the Qilin, who is the number one on the Earth Immortal List, fight with it?"

Someone seemed to grasp at the straw, which made the discussion pause slightly.

Indeed, Qilin has not tasted defeat since his debut, and now no one knows what level his strength has reached, just a few days ago, it is said that he also killed the elite of the martial arts academy in one sword.

"Kirin is invincible, and I believe that if you give him a few more years, defeat Fujiki Naokura is like pulling weeds. ”

"Yes, he's only thirty-five years old, and his future is limitless. ”

As the monuments fell, people had to admit a cruel fact, the unicorn was probably one of the few remaining prides in the Central Plains martial arts.

The talk of asking him to fight was raised early on, but it was immediately suppressed by the larger public opinion.

This is the protection of the unicorn.

Now he is still too young, especially after Fujiki Naokura's consecutive victories, his momentum has reached his peak, and he has a knife in his hand, and he is invincible in the world.

Whether it is Qilin personally or the Central Plains Martial Arts, they can't bear the consequences of failure. Only wait, when he reaches the realm of half-step void yuan, at that time, the invincible unicorn of the same level will not disappoint people!

"Hey, look at that man. ”

At this time, in a restaurant, a man dressed as a dart master pointed to the extraordinary figure of Tsing Yi in the crowd, and his face was in a trance.

But the person next to him was stunned, the man couldn't help wiping his eyes, where was there a figure in Tsing Yi, strange, could it be that he was wrong.

Syllable.

In the box, a wine glass is placed on the table.

"Hehe, these fools, Qilin is in Heavenly City, if he is sure, where will he let go of this opportunity to be in the limelight, he is obviously afraid. ”

The old man who spoke was dressed in black, with a withered face and a sneering face. Beside him, there were several men and women in the same costume, and when they mentioned the unicorn, they all looked resentful and happy.

There was only one young man with a strange and cold face, who sat there like a hill, constantly drinking, and oblivious to the movements around him.

If anyone in the know is here, they will definitely be shocked to find that this person is the young master of the Holy Destroying Gate among the Nine Heavenly Kings, Yao Destroying the Holy Saint.

Compared with the past, today's Yao Annihilation is much more ordinary, and he lives up to the image of a 'master'. But this kind of ordinariness, like a flower in a mirror and a moon in the water, is just a disguise, just like the undercurrent of the waves, but in fact the calm sea, which contains infinite power.

Now, when it comes to Yao Annihilation, the two realms of righteousness and demons are all trembling.

This person is like a rising sun, rising at an incredible speed, less than forty-five years old, approaching the level of Jiujia Earth Immortal, no one will doubt that he will be the future giant of the rivers and lakes, dominating the wind and rain in all directions.

This time, Fujiki Naokura's challenge to the Central Plains also attracted Yao Zhensheng to come, and he wanted to gain insights by observing the fierce battles of the other party and make himself progress faster.

"He'll make a move. ”

Yao Ansheng said thoughtlessly.

But the masters of the Holy Gate understand it.

"He doesn't want to make a move, and the situation will force him to make a move, and he can't escape this battle. ”

Yao Annihilation's words were convincing.

"Hahaha, that's great, in the past, the Qilin relied on luck to take away the undefeated fortune of the young master, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, and this time it is his turn. ”

The old man in black and the others laughed, looking impatient.

Yao Zhensheng's gaze fell on the long street, and there were thousands of scenes in his eyes.

The one who has the last laugh is the winner, Kirin, I will definitely catch up with you!

At the same time, the General's Palace.

Feng Guoting sneered: "Big brother, I have already ordered someone to release the news to control the public opinion of Tiancheng, hehehe, the surname Shi can't do it if he wants to." ”

Shen Tu was expressionless, just leisurely drinking tea.

With his energy, there are many ways to kill the Qilin, but since there are ready-made knives, why bother with other plans.

When you can't kill the enemy, you have to know how to take advantage of it. And the people in the Six Righteous Alliance, who is not the second generation of officials, the trick of killing people with a knife is simply caught.

Under the efforts of Feng Guoting, Tao Baishan, Zhang Baichuan and others, there are constantly people in the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, and even brothels in Qinglou, hoping that the Qilin in Tiancheng will come forward and fight with Fujiki Naokura on behalf of the Central Plains Wulin.

This kind of public opinion, like a snowball, accumulates more and more under the invisible influence of official forces, and finally becomes loud and loud. Not only that, but even in front of the Tailong Inn where Shi Xiaole lived, there were people from the rivers and lakes standing at this time, and they jointly petitioned.

"Qilin Shaoxia, the attitude of the Dongying martial artist is rampant, and it will cost me the face of martial arts, please teach this man a lesson. ”

"As the undefeated myth of the Central Plains martial arts, Qilin Shaoxia, please fight for the martial arts!"

"Please stand up ......"

Many martial arts people shouted, attracting countless eyes, and many young ladies secretly opened the windows.

But what is disappointing is that even though this group of martial arts masters shouted out their throats, from beginning to end, there was no response from the Tyrone Inn. It wasn't until the Six Gates came forward to disperse the crowd in the name of affecting the security of the Heavenly City that the farce stopped.

The reactions of all parties were mixed, some sneered, some shook their heads, and some appreciated.

In the same way, almost everyone decided that Kirin was not sure of defeating Naokura Fujiki, so he avoided fighting.

That's right, the two sides themselves are not an existence of magnitude, they are definitely not talented, they know that they are invincible, but they also have to break their undefeated fortune in vain for the sake of face, and a fool will do this.

Storms from the outside world converged, and there were mixed reviews of the unicorn.

In the room of the Tyrone Inn, there was a sword aura, like a small ocean. In the center of the ocean, Shi Xiaole sat quietly, with his five hearts to the sky, and his spirit was ethereal.

No matter where he went or what situation he faced, he never slacked off in his cultivation, because strength is the foundation of everything.

After a long time, the sword qi converged into the body.

The door opened silently.

The people outside the door were obviously stunned, but they still reacted quickly, lowered their heads, did not move their feet, and respectfully handed out an invitation card with both hands: "I have seen Shi Shaoxia, tonight the prince has a big banquet and a group of guests, and the villain is specially ordered to come and wait for him." ”

After that, the invitation card automatically floated in front of Shi Xiaole.

Shi Xiaole glanced at the other party more, a messenger has the strength of the Xuan Qi Realm, and when he is placed outside the Heavenly City, he is obviously a land immortal.

But the land fairy is not a cabbage, so the prince deliberately sent a master to come, is it a demonstration, or respect?

Spread out the invitation, the handwriting was gold hook and silver stroke, and Shi Xiaole was slightly surprised by the payment, it was the king of Jin!

King Jin, the fourth son of the emperor, is also the only prince who has the strength to compete with the acting king. Due to the fact that the emperor did not reign early for three years, his health was declining day by day, and the struggle between the two princely groups had reached a white-hot stage.

"The prince specially instructed that everyone Mei would also be invited to attend this banquet. ”

The little guy outside the door added one more sentence.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shi Xiaole's mouth, he was really a caring person, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I will go." ”

When the little guy outside the door heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed again before leaving.

......

Late at night, the Jin Palace, is very lively, every three feet there is a palace lamp, surrounded by a square pavilion, the huge square in the middle is reflected as if it is day.

Along the pavilion corridor, there are tables in turn, on which are all kinds of delicacies, strange wines and wines.

When Shi Xiaole, who was wearing a green shirt, walked to the designated place, the scene was already full of people, and with a quick sweep, he saw Feng Guoting and others who were drinking freely on the east side, as well as some other young men and women who were richly dressed and had a good temperament, probably the second generation of officials.

King Huan and Princess Miaoyan were also listed. Princess Miaoyan was wearing a pleated palace dress, her pretty face flashing with crystal brilliance under the candlelight, and she was chatting with several noble men.

On the west side of the pavilion corridor, the breath is induced but not triggered, and it is extremely powerful, and they are all invited martial arts masters.

As if it was a sense in the dark, Shi Xiaole suddenly looked at a man at the front of the west.

This person wears a white scarf on his head and wears an embroidered knife in a Toei samurai uniform, and he does not put his weapon on the desk like others, but tightly pins it to his waist, and the person and the knife form a whole and are inseparable.

Noticing Shi Xiaole's gaze, the Dongying warrior glanced obliquely, and in an instant, it was as if two peerless divine swords pierced through the void and pierced Shi Xiaole's eyes, and the sharp aura was unstoppable. And this is just a slap in the eye of the Dongying samurai.

Snort.

As soon as his eyes met Shi Xiaole's eyes, they were like hot soup pouring snow, and his sharp energy disappeared without a trace.

The Dongying warrior seemed to be a little surprised, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he drank by himself again, naturally cutting off from others and monopolizing another world.

Shi Xiaole knew who this person was.

There is no good feast.