"The younger generation came in a hurry and didn't bring birthday gifts. Liu Yibai got up and said apologetically.

"Anyway, this kid is here to eat and drink. ”

"These days, it's really not ancient, eh...."

"That's right, the birthday of the old pavilion master of the sword came empty-handed, the young man now. ”

.....

Ignoring the whispered discussions around him, Liu Yibai looked at Jian Chen, who was sitting in front of him, and said with a smile: "The younger generation is brave, and I am willing to dance the sword to celebrate the birthday of the sword elder." ”

Without waiting for Jian Chen's answer, a long rainbow had already burst out of his waist, and the brilliant blood light illuminated the entire hall. Liu Yibai holds the sword with one hand, the sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword up, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse.

Although it is a long sword like a mang, the momentum of Changhong is pierced, but it does not affect his temperament as warm as jade at all. It's like the most tranquil lake, the moment the breeze blows, but it is just more and more clear, and the wind and moon are quiet.

The sword qi seemed to be given life, and it roamed around him freely. Bringing up his clothes and fluttering, it instantly gives people an illusion: as if he dances the sword like this, he wants to ride the wind back. It is not dusty, and it is as light as a cloud.

The crowd had turned from the initial discussion to amazement, all staring at the sword-wielding boy in the field in amazement.

"Purple chrysanthemum newborn hibiscus pendant. The moon is good and the wind is clear, and there is gradually a Mid-Autumn Festival. It's even more leaky. The silver screen shows the mountains and greens. Embroidered curtain rolls and fragrant ears. Urgent management of the strings, celebrate the world. Full of jade cups lingering dancing. Nanchun wishes a thousand years of life. ”

As Liu Yibai's last word fell, the audience erupted in cheers.

"Good swordsmanship, good writing. ”

"The young man is amazing, he must be from a famous family. ”

"What a 'Nanchun Birthday Thousand Thousand Years Old', good!"

.....

Liu Yibai put away his sword, smiled at everyone, and said, "It's ugly." ”

"Elder Jian, the younger generation is a little affectionate, and I hope you Haihan. ”

Jian Chen waved his hand, motioned for Liu Yibai to sit down, stroked his beard and smiled: "Thank you for the gift from Xiaoyou, Lao Yu is really comforting." ”

"When"

A deafening sound suddenly sounded from the courtyard, shaking the entire hall three times, and the teacups and bowls on the table shattered.

"The Dry Bone Gate came to congratulate the Sword Pavilion Lord on his birthday. ”

Hearing the sound of the vulva test outside the door, everyone's faces changed greatly. That's a notoriously ruthless stubble of the Demon Sect, why did you suddenly find the Hidden Sword Pavilion today?

"How can this be reasonable, the Demon Sect demon dares to come and make trouble on the day of the Sword Pavilion Lord's birthday, it simply doesn't take our martial arts righteous path in his eyes. ”

"Let's go out and have a look. ”

"Yes, teach them a good lesson. ”

Everyone rushed to the courtyard, their faces full of anger.

Jian Chen's cloudy eyes flashed with a cold light, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. He got up and took one step, and the person was already out of the door. Liu Yibai's eyes were also condensed, and he followed him towards the courtyard.

I saw a large bronze bell standing in the courtyard, and beside the bell stood four old men who were over the age of sixties, a charming young woman, and a young man with a cold face.

"What are you doing here? Get out. ”

"Demon Sect Demon, if you don't get out again, you're welcome. ”

"You're not welcome here, get out. ”

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, and there was a tendency to immediately draw their swords and rush forward.

"Fellow travelers, don't be impatient. Jian Chen waved his hand, and the old man's voice echoed throughout the courtyard. When everyone quieted down, he stared at one of the old men and said lightly: "'Bone Cutting Sword', why did you come to my Sword Pavilion?"

The two seemed to have known each other for a long time, and the 'Bone Cutting Sword' looked at Jian Chen, and laughed: "Old man Jian, today is your birthday." Of course, we're here to congratulate you. ”

Everyone looked at the big clock standing in the courtyard, and they were all angry.

"Send the bell (final)? You clearly want to make trouble, right?"

"Ahh ”

"That's it, don't think about leaving when you come here today. ”

....

Liu Yibai stood behind the crowd, looking at the six people in front of him and was silent, this dry bone sect is a big sect of the Demon Sect, cruel and murderous. He was also the first person to see the Dry Bones Gate. Among them, he was a little unable to see through the four old men, and it was estimated that they had reached the realm of the middle stage of the grandmaster, and the remaining charming women and young people were all masters in the early stage of the grandmaster.

The six grandmasters also brought a bell, it seems that the situation in this Hidden Sword Pavilion is a little bad.

Jian Chen's forehead was bruised, and he said coldly: "Ming people don't say dark words, you can say anything directly." ”

"It's still this stinky temper. The Bone Cutting Sword glanced disdainfully at the people around him who were about to move, and smiled at Jian Chen: "Old man Jian, our sect master has taken a fancy to your sword-forging skills and wants to invite you to our Dry Bone Gate as a guest, I don't know what you think?"

"Hahahaha. The old man's laughter echoed in the courtyard, Jian Chen suddenly stopped laughing, and said coldly: "The old man has entered the old age, and there are not a few years to live, I understand the kindness of your faction, you should please go back." ”

"Old man, the master of the door invited you to see you, don't toast or eat and drink. The charming woman Liu Ye raised her eyebrows and interjected.

"Hehe, although the old man makes a living by forging swords, he also has a little understanding of swordsmanship. If you want to do it, go ahead and try it. "The sword dust is all open, and the sword aura around the whole person is misty, which is not to be looked at.

"Try it, I'm afraid you old guy won't make it. A pair of plum blossom thorns quietly appeared in the hands of the charming woman.

The scene was full of gunsmoke, and the 'Bone Cutting Sword' glanced at the sky in the distance, as if it was waiting for something. Then he rolled his eyes, stopped the charming woman, and smiled at Jian Chen: "Brother Jian, don't be angry, we do sincerely invite you to the Dry Bone Gate as a guest." If you really make a move, with the strength of our four old guys, it must not be difficult to hold you back, and you can also see the young man in our door, and his temper is a little short-tempered....."

Halfway through the words, the meaning behind it is self-evident, this is a naked threat.

"Well, let's take a gamble. Each side sends three young men out to try it out, and if we win, you go with us, and if you win, we don't say a word, and leave immediately. What do you think?"

"You are just two young people, how can you make up three people to gamble?"

"It's just, let's get out of here if there aren't so many people. ”

"Get out. ”

When everyone saw that the 'Bone Sharpening Sword' made such a request, they couldn't help but shout.

Jian Chen's face twitched, and he looked at the 'Bone Cutting Sword' who was smiling, meaning that what they said was exactly what he wanted to ask.

"Hehe, everyone, don't be impatient, we only have two people out of the Dry Bone Gate, as long as you defeat any of them, you can count as two victories. "The 'Bone Chipping Sword' looked around at everyone and said with a smile.

"Bah, that's arrogant. ”

"Sword Pavilion Master, let my Thousand Buddha Hand Wang Song fight for you, and I will definitely beat them to the ground. ”

"Sword Elder, we, Wandaozhuang, are also willing to send one person to fight to boost the prestige of the righteous path. ”

"Count me in. ”

"Count me in. ”

.....

The crowd was excited, and they were all enraged by the arrogance of the Dry Bone Gate, and they all asked Jian Chen to fight.