"It's a fact that all three sword fights were defeated. Is it true that Jing Ke actually spread all over the world with such a reputation?"

Jing Ke's voice was very soft, and he seemed to be self-deprecating: "The land of Chu was for Jing, the people of Jing took Jing Ke's wine, and the people of Jing humiliated Jing Ke's people, ah... interesting, so interesting..."

The swordsman sneered: "I'm so embarrassed to appear here after being defeated. Do you still remember me?"

Jing Ke: "I have no grudges and grudges with you. I have no relationship with those people. Why do you humiliate me?"

The swordsman said: "How can a weak person like you sit in this place of sages? There are so many heroes in Yanzhao. The swordsmen in Zhao are here with you. It is simply a humiliation for us."

He said to Zixia's closed disciple: "Please expel Jing Ke from here."

Yang Le said: "This is Chu, not Zhao."

The swordsman frowned: "Is Mr. Zixia willing to let a big rat sit here?"

Yang Le was dissatisfied: "Even if it is a ricun, the rat, since it is here, there is no reason to expel it."

He said, and said coldly: "Although Jing Ke has lost three times, he is famous at least, and notorious is also famous. What about you, who is the sacred person? He looks down on this person and that person?"

"I'll know Jing Ke well?"

Yang Le said this, and was very dissatisfied. He thought that he, the "noblest" person, didn't say anything, and was talking to these bad guys in a slight manner, but a gentleman came to his mind instead.

It seems that even if this young swordsman is the Sword Sect of the World, he is actually just a low-ranking citizen like Jing Ke.

The swordsman said: "I know him, but I am not familiar with him. But in the sea of ​​pear blossoms, I listened to the lectures of the Sword Saint with him. Jing Ke came late and never had a previous position. I asked me for it. I was soft-hearted for a moment...

...”

Yang Le listened and never spoke.

The swordsman laughed: "I am soft but I didn't give it to him."

When these words came out, everyone around them laughed softly, and Jing Ke's eyes were a little confused, and then they became clear.

The swordsman fencing said: "Jing Ke went forward, but someone gave him a seat in front of him. Later, the sword saint named him and discussed the swordsman until Jing Ke."

"If he doesn't come, it's all the way to me. Jing Ke, do you still remember me? How can you say you have no grudges with me?"

Jing Ke looked at him: "It turned out to be you... I asked someone for a seat and asked for many seats, and you were just one of them."

The swordsman said, "You were so proud that you were talking about at that time, and you were so arrogant that you were so arrogant that you were traveling around the world today?!"

He laughed: "Jing Ke, you don't have the capital to be arrogant, but you have the arrogance, and you are destined to be difficult to accomplish great things."

Jing Ke said: "Yu Dan, you are just jealous of me sitting in front of you and getting the name of the Sword Saint, but you don't. This incident actually made you remember me for so long."

Wei Dan said: "Yes, I am jealous of you. Not only am I jealous of you being named, but I also hate you for coming late and even more for your incompetence."

He pulled out the sword with a clang, and the tip of the sword instantly hit Jing Ke's shoulder.

Jing Ke's body stiffened slightly and he lowered his head.

"How can the incompetent people be above the top of their seats?"

Wei Dan said: "Over the past few years, I have polished my swordsmanship, studied hard, and traveled to a foreign land. I have become a disciple of Chen Longyou, Qin State. I have achieved some success in swordsmanship. After listening to Mr. Zixia's lecture today, I will challenge the world.

Sword Sect!”

"It's just before that, seeing you so down and out makes me feel so heartbroken and so funny..."

Yang Le listened on the side, thinking: Chen Longyou, the emperor appeared in the 129th year, and it was the grass-roots swordsman who killed the 30th sword sect in the Yuantianxia. The battle of Guanglang City, the stars moved westward, "Xiwu

The sword bell "Sui Ting" was killed by Chen Longyou one-on-one in Guanglang City, and the 30th Sword Sect in the World was replaced by him, and he was called "Wangshan Jiaolong".

Jing Ke nodded: "It turns out that he was a disciple of the Sword Sect... OK... OK... You are better than me, so much better..."

He smiled bitterly: "Jing Ke is now just a destitute."

Wei Dan looked at him, frowned deeply, and finally sneered: "Now you can't even pull out the sword?"

Jing Ke said, "There is a breath in Jing Ke's sword. If you come out, you must kill people. It takes a long time to raise the sword energy, but it is still far from the time to be unsheathed."

Wei Dan laughed: "So arrogant! It's really your tone of Jing Ke! You have to be more wise than the sky without ability!"

"It's a pity that life is thinner than paper!"

As soon as he turned his sword, he was about to cut a gap on Jing Ke's neck!

This action was only a moment, and no one else responded, but at this moment, Wei Dan's eyes suddenly glared.

A dead spirit, or a very high spiritual will, locked him firmly in the distance!

At the same time, Jing Ke was also stunned. He glared slightly and turned his head.

He also felt the inexplicable sword intent dead aura.

However, in the eyes of others, it was Wei Dan's sword that was pressed against Jing Ke's neck and was almost about to be cut down. At this time, the arrow was already on the string, so they stood up "immediately" and shouted.

"No, no!"

Yang Le stepped forward and pulled the sword away. Don’t look at others’ smallness, you are very strong! Under this push, Wei Dan staggered and Yang Le scolded Wei Dan: “What are you, a swordsman, going to do!

Mr. Xia dared not kill someone in front of him! Do you think this is your Zhao State?"

A scholar beside him shouted: "The State of Zhao has no law to kill people in person."

Someone glared at me again: "Did the Zhao people become their disciples when they worship Qin people, and they don't even know the rituals and music?"

Someone else smoothed out: "Everyone is here to listen to the lecture. If you have to forgive others, please forgive others. Jing Ke is so down and out. What qualifications do you have to look up to you? He is just a rag in the mud and water, and you are presented to the king.

There is no longer any comparison in SiPi.”

Different expressions and attitudes.

However, Wei Dan was shocked and suspicious. His hands were shaking invisible. The breath just now made his hair stand on, and even the sword edge that he wanted to humiliate Jing Ke had not fallen on Jing Ke's flesh.

.

Wei Dan felt a little dry and a little unnamed anger arose in his heart.

He was laughing at Jing Ke before, saying that he was just a useless person, and he was fortunate to worship the 30th Sword Sect in the world as his master. Now that he has achieved his sword skills, he is preparing to challenge the reputation of the Sword Sect in the world, but he doesn't want to be here

......Is it a thunder and sand falling?

He felt his cheeks burning and gritted his teeth, but he didn't know who the breath came from.

But he was also glad that his behavior seemed to be misunderstood, and no one seemed to feel the terrifying sword intent that suddenly locked him.

"Where is the sacred place to protect Jing Ke?"

Wei Dan's eyes were turning around, and none of the scholars looked like people with this ability.

After Yang Le scolded him, he looked at Zixia and found that the old man was still sitting under the pine tree. He was blind but his ears were not deaf. At this time, he seemed to be shaking his head, looking for the direction of the problem.

Yang Le couldn't help but feel a little sore in his nose, and then glared at Wei Dan fiercely, and quickly jogged towards Zixia's position.

But at this time, the old man called Zixia, his head was looking for directions and looking for the flash of breath just now.

He looked in a certain direction.
Chapter completed!