Zhou Jianlai shouted in surprise when he saw the man holding a sword coming out from behind him.
Ding!
Wei Ziyan's sword collided with Patriarch Wu Fang's sword, making a crisp collision sound.
Thousands of martial arts people on both sides of the river felt their ears buzzing without sound, and the world suddenly became extremely quiet. At the same time, Wei Ziyi's sword and Wu Fang's ancestor's sword magnified infinitely in their eyes, until they were forcibly filled.
The entire field of view.
They hurriedly mobilized their own strength to snatch away the hearing and vision that had been taken away.
boom!
Sword Qi exploded at the sword tips of Wei Zikan and Wu Fang Patriarch, and there was a fierce confrontation and collision. A stream of turbulent energy and out-of-control sword Qi appeared, instantly crushing the space and sweeping out in all directions.
"ah!"
"Run!"
Many martial arts people watching the battle were so frightened that they screamed.
"Are you two gentlemen planning to send the Tianshui River and the thousands of people on the river into a chaotic space?"
"Let's calm down."
Miss Dong's slim and convex figure suddenly appeared between Wei Ziqian and Patriarch Wu Fang. As she spoke, she stretched out her beautiful white jade hands to grasp the colliding sword tips.
As her slender fingers gathered together, the broken space stopped spreading around and quickly returned to its original state. The turbulent flow of energy and chaotic sword energy shattered and dissipated.
The energy explosion caused by the collision of the sword energy between Wei Ziyan and Patriarch Wu Fang was actually destroyed by her.
All the martial arts people who were watching the battle, as well as the disciples and ancestors of various sects and aristocratic families, all looked at this scene with expressions of unbelievable shock.
Suppressing the sword energy bursts of two Saint Realm experts at will, so easily and silently, what kind of powerful combat power is this?
Even the well-informed ancestors couldn't help but feel a shocking feeling beyond their understanding.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to be grabbed by Miss Dong's slender fingers, Wei Ziyi and Patriarch Wu Fang felt that this beautiful hand could not only destroy their sword energy, but also break the sword in their hands.
, he was so frightened that he sheathed his sword and jumped back.
When Miss Dong saw the two sheathing their swords, she retracted her hand, saluted the two with a smile, said "offended", then turned and walked towards Zhou Jian's boat.
Her left hand was dragging a red lacquer tray, on which were placed a jug of wine and four steaming dishes.
The wine pot has not been poured, and the vegetable juice has not been spilled.
"This is... too scary!"
"Oh my god, is this the strength of Jiuzhou Auction House? It's too scary!"
"It turns out that the most powerful one in Jiuzhou is not the Shen family in Zhongzhou, but the Jiuzhou Auction House."
All the martial arts people were deeply shocked by Miss Dong's display of fighting prowess.
"Come Zhou Jian, let him go!"
When Patriarch Wu Fang saw Zhou Jianlai, he grabbed Xu Yuankai's neck and refused to let go. The anger that had subsided due to shock suddenly surged up again.
"I want to trade his life for Du Keyi to have nothing to do with you Wentianzong anymore and save you from nagging about this matter. Can I exchange it?" Zhou Jianlai asked.
He knew that Xu Yuankai was asking about the important value of Tianzong, so he came up with this method.
Ancestor Wu Fang looked gloomy and uncertain.
To change is to admit defeat and give in.
If they don't change, Xu Yuankai will die.
He couldn't accept it whether he changed it or not.
"If you are cruel, let me go!"
In the end, he chose to give in.
"Thank you, ancestor, for making it possible."
Zhou Jianlai said a polite word and pushed Xu Yuankai out with a flick of his fingers.
Xu Yuankai's face turned pale and red as he fled back to Patriarch Wu Fang.
Bai felt that he had just been through the gates of hell, especially when Patriarch Wu Fang fell into hesitation and silence in the face of Zhou Jianlai's inquiry. His nervous heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Hong was thrown to her grandma's house because of her shame. She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.
"Humph, Wentianzong has lost all his face." Patriarch Wu Fang glanced at Xu Yuankai coldly, feeling very dissatisfied with him.
Xu Yuankai suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Disciple swears that the humiliation suffered today will be repaid a hundred times a thousand times!"
Patriarch Wu Fang didn't say anything more, and took Xu Yuankai back to his ship, called him into the room, and asked: "I know a great opportunity that will allow you to surpass Shen Qingyun, Zhou Jianlai, Zhang Xiaozu, and all your peers, but
You need to risk your life to grasp it. The chance of success is less than 10%. Do you have the courage to give it a try?"
When Xu Yuankai heard this, he became excited immediately, fell to his knees in front of Patriarch Wu Fang, and said resolutely: "Disciple, have nothing to fear!"
"Okay, I will take you there after the excitement here is over." Patriarch Wu Fang nodded.
Miss Dong boarded Zhou Jianlai's boat, put the food and wine on the table, and then asked Zhou Jianlai: "Are Mr. Zhou satisfied with these four dishes?"
"Miss Dong is too polite."
"I really didn't expect that Miss Dong would be so secretive and disrespectful."
Zhou Jianlai exclaimed.
Miss Dong smiled and said: "I haven't done anything for several years, and my skills are a bit rusty. My fingers are sore from scratching. You guys can drink. It's better to sit at the women's table at the slave house."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Du Keyi.
Zhou Jianlai's eyes twitched. He felt that there was something wrong with Miss Dong's words, but he couldn't find a problem. She was a woman, so what could be wrong with sitting at the same table with a woman?
"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"
Miss Dong is a clever talker, and she chatted with Du Keyi and Zhang Xiaobing within a few words.
Zhou Jianlai invited Wei Ziyan to sit down at the table, and then lowered his voice and asked: "Master, what method did this woman just use? Could it be that her cultivation level has surpassed that of a saint?"
Wei Ziyan stroked his beard and said: "My master was really shocked by her methods just now. He was suddenly startled. He didn't realize until he sheathed his sword and stepped back. She didn't use her absolute strength to kill me and Patriarch Wu Fang."
Instead, she used a powerful space method to transfer the sword energy of me and Ancestor Wu Fang to a place where we can't see. However, this does not deny her powerful strength.
She should not be her opponent as a teacher."
Zhou Jianlai looked at Miss Dong who was chatting happily with the three girls, Du Keyi, and shook his head and said: "Who would have thought that such a woman who treats others with a smile and is polite at all times could actually be a saint."
In his understanding, saints are already transcendent from mortals, standing high in the clouds, majestic and inviolable existences.
People like Wei Ziyi, Zhang Tufu and Hei Yuan are only kind to people they are familiar with, but they are also aloof to people they are not familiar with.
This is an uncontrollable change in one's temperament and psychology after entering the Holy Land.
But the appearance of Miss Dong changed Zhou Jianlai's understanding.
"The saint has a thousand faces. I met a saint running naked on the street a few days ago." Long Kui sighed, as if he had already felt this.
"Oh, really? Come on and listen." Zhou Jianlai asked curiously.
"That day I passed by Fuzhou..."
Zhou Jianlai and Long Kui drank while chatting until the sun set in the west, then put down their glasses.
The Shao Daozi was very strong, so the two of them did not use their skills to relieve the drunkenness, and both of them were drunk until their eyes were blurry and their heads were high.
"How do we compare this time?" Long Kui put down his wine bowl and asked.
"Let's just compare swordsmanship, I'm afraid of hurting you." Zhou Jianlai said.
"You want to die!" Long Kui couldn't offend Zhou Jianlai's contempt. He yelled and drew his sword and started fighting with Zhou Jianlai.
