"Yunlu City, there is a second-turn Sanxian here. There are more than 300 Doujian Palace, all of which are opened by the children of each family.
In addition to me, there are also people from each house who are opening Doujian Palace here, but the scale is different."
Long Ruo took Fang Chen on the street of a bustling city, followed by Fu Donghai and other sword cultivators.
"The so-called sword fighting palace means someone spends money to watch the sword cultivator fight sword, and then bet some bets to use this to pass the leisure time?"
Fang Chen said casually.
Long Ruo nodded slightly: "You can understand this way."
"Is there any sword cultivator like Old Ancestor Li fighting swords in the sword fighting palace?"
Fang Chen Dao.
"Sanxian Sword Cultivator?"
Long Ruo nodded with a smile: "There are, but very few, you can go to the sword cultivation lineage and there are very few people who can be promoted to the Sanxian. Occasionally, there will be a fight in the Sword Palace opened by the Second Transfer Sanxian.
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As for my side, now I only take out-of-body jobs.”
After a pause, Long Ruo smiled in his eyes: "This time, the one who happened to be in trouble with me was a crazy woman from the Dari Sect. The reason why she caused trouble for me was because someone humiliated several Dari Sect disciples.
The sword cultivators under my command have lost more than ten consecutive games. If they continue to lose, it won’t take long for my sword fighting palace to give in and she will drive them out of Yunlu City.”
“…”
Fang Chen looked weird and had been doing it for a long time. Is this because of him? No wonder Long Ruo smiled from time to time along the way.
"So, our scene will also be very realistic. After all, it is your trouble. I'll ask you to solve it. It seems reasonable to outsiders, right?"
Long Ruo blinked playfully.
"It's quite reasonable. If they just leave their bodies, they won't win in the next game."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
"Very good, take this mask with you, don't say anything later."
Long Ruo threw a black mask to Fang Chen casually.
After Fang Chen took it, the mask immediately merged into his skin, and his face gradually grew older, turning into a forty-year-old.
Soon, the group came to a palace like the sky. The sword cultivator stationed at the door saw Long Ruo and immediately looked respectful and bowed half-kneel:
"We'll pay a visit to the shopkeeper."
"Big shopkeeper?"
Fang Chen glanced at Long Ruo.
"Get up."
Long Ruo smiled, "Is that crazy woman already here?"
"You are the master of the Great Shopkeeper, the palace master of the Xuan Ri Dou Jian Palace is waiting inside."
Several garrison sword cultivators looked a little strange.
Fang Chen's ears moved and he could vaguely hear a burst of scolding from inside.
Long Ruo smiled and said, "She is going crazy again, let's go."
After entering the Doujian Palace, the shouting became clearer and clearer. After more than ten breaths, Fang Chen followed Long Ruo through a corridor and came to a side hall with a wide view. He saw a woman rushing to several swords in front of him.
The manicure pointed and kept cursing dirty words.
The sword cultivators looked ugly, but they dared not refute. They breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Long Ruo and quickly stepped forward:
"Big shopkeeper."
"You are finally willing to come back. I thought you wouldn't dare to show up if you hide back to the Long family."
The woman looked at Long Ruo with a sneering look on her face.
Then her eyes swept over Fang Chen and others, and the sarcastic expression on her face became even more intense:
"Why? Didn't you go back to bring reinforcements? Why are these people still there? How many out-of-body sword cultivators can fight in this group?
According to the rules of the Doujian Palace, if you dare not respond, this Doujian Palace belongs to me. The registered sword cultivators will be my people in the future."
"Xu Yan, it's not enough to win more than ten games from me? Are you planning to kill me?"
Long Ruo said coldly.
"Isn't this the rule between the Doujian Palace? How can you say that you can kill all the people? If you don't have that little bit of weight, don't come to Yunlu City to open the Doujian Palace. Do you really think that spirit stones are so easy to make?"
Xu Yan smiled, and his eyes suddenly fell on Fu Donghai: "If you give Fu Donghai to me, maybe I can consider giving you a chance."
Fu Donghai's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his eyes and kept silent.
"Fu Donghai is the chief of my Dragon Family's Ninth Sword Academy, with a bright future. You crazy woman are really a lion."
Long Ruo sneered.
"Chief? There is a bright future. My Xiao Ba's talent is not inferior to him. When he is promoted to the Hedao period in the future, I am afraid that you, the chief, are far from Xiao Ba's opponent.
Xiao Ba, are you saying what I said right?"
Xu Yan looked at a young man beside him.
The young man nodded gently: "What the palace master said is very true."
Fang Chen noticed that the young man had a strong aura, and a wisp of vague sword intent was emitting. The sword intent was filled with the strong and yang aura, as if it was thunder in the sky.
As expected, this woman relied on this person to win more than ten games in a row.
"Have you heard it? Your Long family claims to have thirty-six sword scriptures, but your dignified lady from the second house can't even find a one who takes action. Wouldn't this be laughable when it is heard?
No wonder your father found you a useless husband. I heard that your husband couldn't stand your temper and ran away secretly and disappeared yet? Hahaha, I'm really going to laugh to death!"
Xu Yan gently covered her stomach, and burst into laughter.
Fu Donghai's expression changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xu, don't talk nonsense. My lady's husband just left home for something and never ran away."
"Your lady hasn't spoken yet, it's your turn to stand up. As humble as you, you should consider your identity carefully. If I don't talk to you, you won't be qualified to speak. Do you understand?"
The smile on Xu Yan's face suddenly faded and he looked at Fu Donghai coldly.
Fu Donghai shut up and stopped talking.
"Tell me, what are your crazy woman's plans? It's not interesting to intentionally anger me."
Long Ruo said coldly.
Her tone seemed calm, but Xu Yan caught a trace of anger hidden inside, and the smile in her eyes became stronger.
"What can I do? Isn't it just for the sword fighting? Those guests who often take care of me are waiting for you to face the challenge. Don't wait for them in a hurry."
Xu Yan smiled.
"Sword fighting is OK, I'm going to raise the bet this time."
Long Ruo said lightly: "If you lose, I will take over your Xuanri Dou Sword Palace, and the registered sword cultivators belong to me. As for you, Xu Yan, Dari Sect, take your people out of Yunlu
The city is not allowed to set foot here again.
If you don't dare, get out now."
Xu Yan was slightly stunned, her eyes narrowed and looked at Long Ruo carefully.
Suddenly he smiled, "Are you scaring me?"
"you guess?"
Long Ruo smiled.
Xu Yan suddenly started to laugh, her eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on Fang Chen:
"What is the origin of this sword cultivator? Is it your Long family sword cultivator?"
"He was the one I invited back to deal with you. Your favorite Xiao Ba is in his hands and can't stand it in one move."
Long Ruo said lightly.
Hearing this, Xu Yan nodded directly: "Okay, I agree to you increase the bet. In order to avoid you being denied, I will invite a few more palace lords of Doujian Palace to come and testify."
Then she glanced at the young man beside her: "Xiao Ba, after I go on stage, I want this person to become eight yuan, not less than one piece, not more than one piece, just right, eight yuan."
Xiao Ba looked at Fang Chen and nodded slightly: "Xiao Ba understands."
"The sword fighting time is set in two hours. You'd better take this time to clean up the fine and soft things and solve you. The rest of your Long family's sword fighting palaces cannot escape. This is the end of offending my Dari Sect!
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Xu Yanchang laughed and turned around and left the place.
The sword cultivators who were scolded by her before looked a little frightened, and looked at Long Ruo and stopped talking.
"Don't worry, prepare for the next sword fighting."