The evergreen vine is dancing like a dragon, and a pair of gray eyes are indifferent to the common people, which is the manifestation of the two swordsmanship. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The power of the last sword was beyond everyone's imagination, and it was also beyond the control of Ye Qingguan and the man in white, they all fell into a wonderful realm just now, one realized the long-term affection, and the other almost coincided with the Dao, exerting a strength beyond their own limits.

The head guard Yi frowned, and he also sensed that something was wrong.

The lord of the Punishment Division held a stunned silence in his hand, and it seemed that he would be unsheathed in the next moment, ready to intervene to stop it.

But at this moment, an old figure appeared silently in mid-air, standing in the air, indescribably dusty and ethereal, just like that, with a wave of his sleeve, two terrifying sword qi were annihilated in the air, as if they had never appeared.

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the figure standing in mid-air, as if they saw a god, with an incomprehensible power in his gestures.

Ye Qingguan looked at the old figure, and his pupils shrank violently.

It turned out to be the troublesome old man who watered vegetables, and he was also the person with the highest ranking in Confucianism, and the uncle of the head of Wei Yi - Meng Wei!

The head guard Yi stood up at this time and saluted the old man: "I've seen Uncle Shi!"

Everyone reacted at this time, but they didn't expect this person to be Mr. Meng Wei, the former emperor, who has always been a Confucian dragon!

King Jing'an's eyes also flashed with a fine light, and he walked over and saluted the old man who poured vegetables: "I've seen Mr. Meng Wei." ”

Even when I see him today, I have to pay a salute to the teacher, let alone him.

Moreover, the hand revealed by Meng Wei just now really shocked him, and he couldn't see through the other party's realm.

Standing in the air without falling into the clouds, this is almost a miracle!

It's just that the old man's temper is a little strange, unlike the usual Confucian people, and he waved his hand and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, King Jing'an spoke: "Mr. Meng Wei, I came to the Eastern Emperor City from Jing'an Mansion, and I passed through Tiandao Mountain on the way, and there was an old man on Wuliang Peak who asked me to bring a message. ”

When the old man poured vegetables heard the three words Wuliangfeng, his eyelids jumped slightly, and he frowned: "What words?"

"The old-timers said that the gamble thirty years ago, you dragged on for more than two years, and it was time to cash out. King Jing'an always had a faint smile on his face, peaceful and approachable, making it difficult for people to lose his temper.

Ye Qingguan could clearly see that the face of the old man who watered the vegetables changed slightly, and he didn't expect King Jing'an to bring such a sentence.

"Okay! I will definitely go to Wuliang Peak in person!" At this point, the old man had to agree, after all, the identity of the old Taoist priest on Wuliang Peak was not lower than him, and the gamble a long time ago, he had been dragging on for more than two years, and he was dragging it on, and it was really unreasonable.

It's just that......

He looked at the disciples of Confucianism, his eyes were a little gloomy, since the sage house was closed for some reason twenty years ago, there have been no outstanding disciples.

Although Yan Yu is extraordinary, he is a great disciple of Confucianism after all, and he will inherit the position of head of the family in the future, so he is not suitable for doing this somewhat risky thing.

When his gaze swept towards Ye Qingguan, a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind, and his slightly frowning brows suddenly relaxed.

Ye Qingguan felt bad for a while, and always felt that this old man had bad intentions.

This time the shot was already an exception, if it weren't for the sword soul of the ancient sword, he would never have done such an eye-catching thing.

The old man who poured vegetables left, but it left an indelible impression in the hearts of everyone, especially those who entered the Sage House with bad intentions, they were even more frightened, they didn't know that there was such a big man in the Sage House.

Fortunately, he was leaving to go to Tiandao Mountain, otherwise it would be a big trouble for such a person to stay.

The competition in the third game finally ended, and everyone sighed at the kendo cultivation of the two, and they were also curious about the outcome of the third game.

King Jing'an didn't speak, but looked at the man in white who was the referee but was on the field in person.

The man in white glanced at Ye Qingguan, as if he wanted to imprint him in his heart, and said, "The third game, a draw." ”

Many people in Confucianism breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Ziling lost one game, Yan Yu won another, and the final score was one to one, and now Ye Qingguan is drawing a game, so that the sage Lu did not win, but he did not lose either, and the proposal put forward by King Jing'an was naturally invalid.

King Jing'an sighed secretly, a little regretful, but he didn't object, he knew the temper of the man in white, since he said it, it meant that Ye Qingguan really had such strength, and it was worth taking him seriously.

The adults of the Penal Division also took a deep look at Ye Qingguan, remembered his appearance deeply, and wanted to go back to check the information, who is he sacred?

The sword discussion finally came to an end, and everyone was fortunate to see the famous sword on the Sword Pavilion, the silver sparrow ranked two hundred and fifty-two, and the forty-fifth stunned, and the seventeenth Qingjue, each of which was unique and extraordinary, which opened everyone's eyes.

In fact, many people are also curious, what is the origin of the ancient sword on the back of Ye Qingguan and the man in white, neither of them can use it easily, and they want to rank higher in the Sword Pavilion!

Thinking about it like this, many people's hearts are even more itchy, the top twenty famous swords in the Sword Pavilion are all famous, each of them has many legendary stories, and the origin is very big, if you can see the true face of one of them, it is really worth the trip.

King Jing'an and his entourage finally left, and the officials of the Punishment Division who were full of people finally left, the clouds on the top of the shrouded holy mound dissipated, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

And Ye Qingguan's move this time is undoubtedly known by all Confucian disciples, there are curiosity, admiration, jealousy and fear,

There are also people who want to fight him, such as the Golden Bodhisattva.

"Come on, let's have a fight. The Golden Bodhisattva blocked in front of Ye Qingguan, rubbing his hands, already excited.

"I just finished fighting, and all the strength in my body has been used up, your old man raises his noble hand, let me go first. "Ye Qingguan is telling the truth.

The man in white's sword cultivation was terrifying, especially the sword he was carrying, which made the ancient sword behind him both want to fight and be a little afraid, what this meant was self-evident.

His sword ranked fourth in the Sword Pavilion, and there were only three on it, and the third Lei Jun was in Changbai Mountain, which he had also seen, except for nature, and the rest were only the first and second.

Ye Qingguan trembled when he thought about it, being able to rank first in the Sword Pavilion means that he is also the first in the rivers and lakes, such a ranking is enough to explain everything, if it is not for his extraordinary background, how can he be able to suppress many famous swords?

Competing with the man in white, Ye Qingguan fought with twelve points, and after a hearty battle, it was better than several life-and-death fights, and he was naturally tired.

"Oh well. Seeing that he didn't look like a fake, the Golden Bodhisattva nodded, "But tomorrow, tomorrow you have to fight with me, otherwise I will harass you and make you unable to attend class!"

Ye Qingguan wants to cry without tears, Buddha, you quickly accept this demon!