Zhujian Villa occupies a very large area, and the surrounding land is owned by the Fengbeard family.
When a bystander came to the foot of the mountain villa, they looked up and saw two huge rocks separated from the middle, Shangshu Jianzhuang, standing as steep as a crack, with strange shapes that are almost indescribable.
Looking at the mountain, I walked towards the huge rock. There were countless pavilions and pavilions along the way. Clear green waterfalls and rushing creeks criss-crossed, flowed, and surged. They were as gorgeous as a natural picture. Hundreds of them.
After years of operation, this place has been decorated with exquisite craftsmanship.
From the inside of the villa to the outside, there are countless tables used to entertain guests from all walks of life. It is rare for these wandering people to get together, eat and drink freely, and brag freely. The whole villa is full of people.
Of course, if these people really want to face the sword demon, most of them will be cannon fodder. The real masters will either be invited to go deeper into the villa, or they will show their skills and then go in. For example, they have been working alone since they left the farmhouse.
Chen Sheng.
"Are you the ones who want to surround and kill that sword demon?" Chen Sheng carried the giant tower and glanced at everyone present with ferocious eyes.
Chen Sheng wore straw sandals on his feet and was only covered with tattered strips of coarse cloth. Although he looked scary with a big sword on his shoulder, the most indispensable thing among people in the world was those who acted recklessly (without the ability to see).
Now Chen Sheng has not yet earned the title of Black Swordsman, and besides being in rags, someone is blocking his way.
"Who are you? How dare you spoil my uncle's interest!"
Chen Sheng lowered his head and glanced at the weak man pointing at himself, and snorted, "I have no interest in weak people."
After saying that, he lifted his feet and walked forward.
"Arrogant!" Seeing that he dared to ignore him, this man directly punched Chen Sheng in the waist, making a "ta" sound.
"Huh?" Chen Sheng glanced at his weak fist, and instantly opened his big palm, grabbed the opponent's face and lifted him up, "I don't hit the weak, but I don't mind slapping him to death."
After saying that, he threw the man back and grabbed the ground with his head, causing blood to flow into a pool.
"Where is the master? You losers, you still want to challenge the sword demon?"
"Chen Sheng, the former leader of Kuei Hall in the farmhouse, even if you defected to the farmhouse, you are still a well-known figure. Why bother with these minions?"
A burst of slightly frivolous words came from behind, and Chen Sheng was shocked: He was able to get close to me without being noticed. He is a master.
Turning around, he saw that the other person had a thin face, high braids, thin eyes and eyebrows, and the bangs floating in front of his forehead were a bit bohemian.
He looked around and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm not as famous as your Chen Sheng. I'm just a nobody. You can call me Yue Cang."
"The sword in your hand tells me that you are not simple."
Yue Cang smiled and held the sword across his chest. The edge of the sword was revealed in the sheath. "He is indeed a man who has been the master of a farm hall and has extraordinary experience. This sword is called Long Zao."
"You are very good." Chen Sheng praised, turned around and walked into the villa.
"The unwritten unspoken rule in this world is that whoever is more famous will be respected. For example, you can walk straight inside with a giant sword in your hand; but I still need to prove my qualifications."
The Longzao Sword in Yue Cang's hand slowly unsheathed, and the cold light illuminated his eyes.
"The stars in the Canghe River turn!"
Yue Cang's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and his long sword was pointed directly at Chen Sheng's heart.
Chen Sheng shook off the iron rope wrapped around his hand, and the giant tower fell to the ground. He turned around, and the iron rope crossed in front of the tip of Long Zao's sword. With a trembling "ding~", Yue Cang flew back to the original place.
"Huh, not a bad trick."
Chen Sheng was not fooled by the superficial phenomena. He dragged his giant sword and made a circle on the ground with lightning and fire. The sword force exploded from all directions. Countless Yue Cang figures appeared out of thin air and attacked with long swords. They were all struck by the force of his sword in this circle.
Dispersed.
The stone brick floor of the villa was shattered in a complete circle, and some unlucky ones among the onlookers were hit by the agitated gravel and were seriously injured.
The two of them stood staring at each other, and the probing move they just made made each other's fighting spirit rise.
At this time, a member of the family came to the rescue and said, "Two heroes, two heroes, please don't hurt the harmony. The master of the family is here to invite you."
Yue Cang played with his sword, sheathed his sword, "Thank you, let's go."
Chen Sheng stared at him and walked in without saying a word.
In the core area of the villa, Feng Beard personally entertained everyone, chatting and laughing with experts from all walks of life. Among them, there were people from Mohism, Confucianism, and farmers from hundreds of schools of thought.
Needless to say, Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Xu of the Xu family of Chu Mo needless to say; Yan Mo was actually led by the Six-fingered Black Man himself, and Xu, one of the protagonists of the Xiangjian Conference, was also present.
Among the Confucianists who came to join in the fun was the Zi Zhang sect, which had many knights, and among them was Zi Duan, who had an acquaintance with Lu Yan in Mount Taiyi.
Among the six people in the farmhouse were Tian Hu and Situ Wanli. It is understandable that Tian Hu, holding the famous sword Hu Po, came here to clear his name; Situ Wanli came here to expand his social circle by opening a casino in the world.
There is also a person with a very high status. It seems that Feng Beard values him even more than the Mohists, Confucians, and farmers. The most conspicuous thing about this person is that there is a drop of ink mark on his forehead, and the whole person is wrapped in a robe, and he has a gloomy aura at first sight.
Unconsciously, he is a good person. He represents Li Yuan's assassin organization - Poison. As the name suggests, the assassins in this organization are good at using poison.
The rest are the individual masters gathered from all over the world.
Han Liu, known as the "Feiyan Sword", wandered in the land of Yanzhao, and went south specially to participate in the sword competition. He once cut off eight feathers of Feiyan with one sword, but ensured that Feiyan was not injured.
A ruthless character who escaped from the Han and Wei Dynasties in the world, and his proud martial arts is the claw skill.
Killer Black Bird, an assassination master active in the Chu Kingdom, was unable to defend himself against human life in the dark, using two slender daggers.
There is also a middle-aged man with a decent face, unkempt beard, and disheveled hair. His weapon is an ordinary iron sword. He has been sitting at the edge with a very low sense of presence.
I don't know why, when Chen Sheng took the first step into this place, he followed the familiar feeling and looked directly at the man sitting in the corner.
"What are you looking at, Hall Master Chen?" Yue Cang approached and asked in a familiar manner. He followed his eyes and looked over, "Well~ Such a man must be someone who hides his secrets. He deserves to be Hall Master Chen."
Chen Sheng strode away directly, "I am no longer the master of the farm hall."
The man in the corner had a panoramic view of all this, clenching his hands in his robe, "Chen Sheng...what happened to the farmhouse back then when I was away..."
When Tian Hu saw someone walking in again, he immediately got angry and yelled: "Chen Sheng! You bastard, how dare you appear in front of me?!"
"Tian Hu, hum, you are still the same as before."
"Bastard, take a slap from me!" Tian Hu mobilized his inner strength, and there seemed to be a roar of a tiger in the air, and he struck Chen Sheng with a palm in the air.
Chen Sheng met him with a fist. After a muffled sound, the force of his palm was dissolved into nothingness.
Feng Beard quickly smoothed things over, "Today's invitation to all the heroes is to slay the sword demon. Please give me some face and don't hurt your harmony."
"Hmph, I, Tian Hu, will naturally give you the face of Senior Feng Beard. Chen Sheng, you'd better not let me meet him again!"
Chen Sheng found a place and sat down, "It doesn't matter what kind of devil he is, as long as he is worth defeating."