The sudden appearance of the uninvited guest made the crowd in front of Poyue Pavilion fall into silence, not only because they were surprised that there were still people in the world who dared to touch the dragon's reverse scale, but also because the unblockable and shuddering aura captured their hearts and souls.
This kind of momentum is comparable to Wei Moyan!
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there is no room for two dragons in the same abyss. Who would have thought that besides the almost demon-like martial arts leader, there is such a powerful person? The whole house was silent for a while, and they all looked back at the crowd, and the crowded people also consciously gave way to a spacious
The road allows everyone to see clearly who is coming.
The black robe that reached to his feet covered his entire body, leaving only his pale face. His dark brown eyes, which were slightly different from those of Zhongzhou people, showed that this person came from a foreign country.
"Alliance Leader Wei is so happy that Japan shouldn't bother you. It's just a matter of loyalty to someone who has been entrusted by others. Please accept this gift in person." The man's voice was clear and gentle, and his enunciation was very accurate, but it actually showed that he was different from everyone else. The black robe
With a slight movement, the pretty girl in blue beside her nodded, took off the long sword case from her back and held it up with both hands.
On a happy day, blood and murderous weapons should not be seen. This custom was broken by Wei Moyan, but others must not violate it. Regardless of whether they are here to congratulate guests or not, it is clearly taboo to bring out a sword. Outside the crowd, Jiuhe's eyes flashed, and his figure moved quickly.
In the blink of an eye, he flew in front of the three people, and before they could open their mouths to scream, the bright sword light had already fallen down.
"No--" On the pavilion, Mr. Gusu exclaimed.
Only he, who holds the secrets of the world, could guess the identity of the uninvited guest. With this sword blow, at least Jiuhe will be killed, or at worst, Zhongzhou Wulin and Southern Xinjiang will be in war again after hundreds of years of peace and harmony.
The man wrapped in black robe did not move, but the expressions of the two girls beside him changed. They waved their long silk ribbons and faced the sword blade instantly. No damage was seen on the limp colorful silk ribbons, but the ones in Poyue Pavilion were
Jiuhe, who was of equal strength, was shocked and took a few steps back.
"Bah, sneak attack, so shameless!" the girl in blue yelled bitterly.
"What's the number one martial arts sect? The leader of my family personally sent a gift, but you didn't know what to do and just opened your mouth to bite. Is this how the people of Zhongzhou treat guests?" The girl in green clothes, whose appearance was no different from that of the girl in blue, also criticized from the side.
Although Jiuhe made a sudden move and retreated in panic, no one present laughed at him. The two long ribbons were waved out with such powerful force that the experts around him were shocked - they were so young and had such deep internal strength.
It seems that the man in black robe is not a good person.
Zhongzhou is rich and has been more arrogant than the barbarians since ancient times. Although the three people who unexpectedly appeared without knowing their origin seemed scary, hearing the green-robed girl humiliating Zhongzhou’s reputation still made many people angry, ridiculing, shouting, and provoking
The voice was louder and the spear pointed directly.
"I just want to give you the sword. Just take it as soon as possible. Why watch some stubborn monkeys making noise?"
The contempt in that man's words aroused a thousand layers of anger, and even the disciples in Poyue Pavilion felt disgusted, but they did not dare to act arbitrarily because of the obstruction of the pavilion master.
Having just lost face, Jiuhe felt resentful in his heart. Without saying a word, he picked up his sword again and went straight towards the sword box.
If he had known what was contained in the sword box, he would never have been so reckless even if he had been scolded for three generations.
The two girls who were obsessed with the long silk swords faced the sword again. Wei Moyan did not speak, and the others did not dare to help rashly. They just stood there and watched the three of them flying and leaping. The white sword light was dense and sharp, and the blue and green long silk ribbons also appeared.
It turned out to be a wonderful competition as they struggled to keep up with each other.
Seeing that the three of them became more and more courageous as they fought, they all felt a little bit excited. The man holding the sword box suddenly said in a low voice: "Sha Hua, Luo Hua, business matters are important."
"Disappointing!" the twin girls complained in unison, and immediately left without delay. In an instant, they returned to stand next to the man, with no trace of exhaustion after the battle on their faces, as if it was just a trial.
"Excellent skills, don't stop!" Jiuhe was still excited, and the habit of fighting and bravery flooded into his mind. He kept walking and chased the two men with swords.
The girl, who was also belligerent but could not act rashly, had a dark face. After blocking, she couldn't help but stamp her feet and looked up at her master. Her voice was so urgent that she was about to cry: "Master, this person is really annoying!"
An almost inaudible chuckle came, and the man who was watching coldly on the pavilion tightened his eyes, clenched his knuckles, and stood erect.
"Really annoying."
Before the seemingly careless echo came to the ground, Jiuhe felt his eyes blur, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his left shoulder. With his speed and eyesight, he had no idea what was going on. He subconsciously pressed his shoulder, and blood flowed out with heat in an instant.
So he dyed most of his clothes red.
The onlookers around him all gasped and staggered out of the room.
"I haven't done anything for a long time, and I never thought it would happen like this." The man in black robe sighed and shook his head slightly, spread his palms, and half of the bamboo leaves fell to the ground.
He picked it casually while passing by the bamboo forest when he came here. At first, he just thought the green color was fresh and cute, and he didn't expect it to be useful. It was a pity that he had not been involved in killing and fighting for too long, and he didn't know that he wanted to keep his reckless opponent behind.
A life was really lost. The half-bamboo leaf that turned into a sharp weapon and was buried in the flesh and blood was only injured on the shoulder and did not hit the heart. Otherwise, the person would have been killed by this time.
Who among those who followed Wei Moyan and galloped around the world fearing death? The most fearful thing was losing face and hurting the pavilion master. Regardless of the injury, Jiuhe, who was already bloodthirsty and warlike, turned red.
He opened his eyes, let go of the wound, raised his sword again, and went straight to stab the man regardless of any moves.
He will never be inferior to the indifferent woman who gives memories.
These people, in many cases, will fulfill their intentions even more when they die.
He held up his fingertips, and his dark brown pupils seemed to be dyed with several layers of pity and mercy, blowing away as the bamboo leaves broke through the wind.
Then let him die, he is irrelevant.
There was a clang, and the tender bamboo leaves, which were like broken arrows, split into several pieces, and were scattered all over the ground. Jiuhe's throat bones moved, and he was speechless for a long time - the cold back in front of him exuded the quiet killing force.
The intention made him unable to stop being afraid, not afraid of life or death, but he couldn't help but tremble behind the slender black figure.
"Get out of here." Wei Moyan said calmly.
There is no expression on the indifferent face, the long sword is waved across the chest, and the hand is held on one shoulder, showing unparalleled magnificence.
"Feng Shen is handsome, amazingly talented, and worthy of being called the Dragon of Zhongzhou. It's a pity that he is too violent and will not be able to go far in the end."
Less than ten feet away, two men in ink-colored clothes faced each other indifferently. One was as cold as ice, and the other was as gentle as spring breeze. However, they both exuded a terrifying aura, suppressing others and making them unable to even move.
Still remaining on the pavilion, with an expectant expression on his face, Mr. Gusu had a faint smile on his lips. He knew better than anyone present what kind of confrontation this was and who it was.
Intentionally cultivating flowers but unintentionally planting willows and willows all over the mountain, I wanted Hongxian to stay and continue to watch Wei Moyan subvert the world to the extreme, but my wish was not fulfilled, but by chance and coincidence, the dragons among men who occupied the two heavens met.
, it’s not a bad loss.
A bloody wedding is a sign of great misfortune. In the past, Wei Mo's flaming sword killed the congratulators, and later, a mysterious man severely injured his subordinates. The ominous music was playing before the wedding even started. Zixiu was preparing makeup in the pavilion and it was not known yet.
, otherwise it will be greatly affected.
Everyone is watching to see how he will end this situation and who will win in the end.
The ordinary long sword shone brightly in the hands of the dragon among men, its sharpness was not inferior to the purple lightning green frost, and it was pointed straight towards the man hidden under the black robe: "Where is she?"
Even though he knew that the mysterious man in front of him was the most powerful opponent in the air, Wei Moyan did not hesitate at all, just because the other party mentioned the question he was most concerned about. If he did not give an answer today, then he would have to wash the white jade platform with blood again.