"When it comes to heroes in the world, they are countless."
"Even among the twelve sects, there are many powerful figures in the Southern Wilderness, and their strength cannot be underestimated."
Dongfangxian picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. His expression remained as usual and he said: "The most famous among them is Jin Chihai from the Golden Knife Sect. This person is an unparalleled talent of the Jin family.
His sword skills are even more unpredictable and hard to guard against."
"A master of swordsmanship?"
Lu Boyan raised his head and swallowed the drink in one gulp. Instead of being drunk, he was full of excitement and said: "As a successor of the Sword Saint, I ask myself that my sword skills are unparalleled in the world. I just don't know whether this Jin Chihai is better than my sword skills."
Which one is weak?"
"Although Brother Lu is a disciple of the Four Seas Sword Saint and has extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, Jin Chihai's killing sword is equally powerful."
Dongfang Xian looked coldly and said: "The strength of the two of you should be between equals. Who has stronger sword skills can only be determined after a trial."
"I really didn't expect that among the twelve sects, there is a master who is not weaker than Lu Boyan."
Lu Wushuang was shocked in his heart. When he saw several people looking at him, he quickly picked up the wine glass and swallowed the drink in one gulp.
A hot stream of heat, like a flame, entered the body from the throat.
boom!
Lu Wushuang felt like he was going to explode, and the blood all over his body was boiling.
He opened his eyes suddenly and vaguely saw a vague figure.
Although this figure was extremely blurry, the dark robe, familiar profile, and graceful figure made Lu Wushuang's eyes turn red instantly.
Gushe witch!
That’s right!
Lu Wushuang will never forget the woman hidden deep in his heart.
"master!"
Lu Wushuang's voice was hoarse, and he raised his palms, trying to catch the vague figure.
At this moment, a cold voice, like thunder in the sky, suddenly exploded in his ears.
"Stick to your heart, hold your breath and concentrate!"
Lu Wushuang's heart trembled slightly, and she quickly took a deep breath and got rid of all distracting thoughts.
When he opened his eyes again, the illusion had disappeared and he was still sitting at the wine table.
Dongfang Xian showed a half-smile expression on his face and said: "Great Demon Sect Holy Son, what happened to your master? Why is he so sad?"
Lu Wushuang quickly reached out and touched it, only to realize that tears were already streaming down her face.
He couldn't help but be horrified that drunkenness and dreaming had such powerful power. Just one drink could cause such a real illusion.
If Shen Chenfeng hadn't reminded him in time, he would have almost fallen into it.
However, Lu Boyan's face showed an expression of surprise, saying: "Our immortal path has a solid foundation, and we can still retain our original intention when facing illusions. However, the magic technique is eager for quick success, and it is easy for the Taoist mind to become unstable, and we are most afraid of attacks from these illusions.
"
"Brother Lu was able to get rid of the illusion so quickly. He is worthy of being the holy son of the Great Demon Sect. He is really powerful."
Lu Wushuang smiled bitterly, with a look of shame on his face.
Where is his strength?
If Shen Chenfeng hadn't reminded him, he would never have woken up so quickly.
"Brother Lu, that's ridiculous."
Lu Wushuang put down his wine glass and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Besides Jin Chihai, are there any other powerful figures among the Twelve Sects?"
Dongfangxian smiled and said nothing, turning to look at Shen Chenfeng.
Shen Chenfeng understood and quickly raised his wine glass and drank the fairy wine in one gulp.
But what is surprising is that after he swallowed a glass of wine, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. He looked as normal as if he was eating and drinking.
This scene made Lu Boyan secretly amazed.
Drunk Life and Dreams of Death is the unique immortal wine of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, and it is extremely powerful.
Even Lu Wushuang almost fell into trouble due to negligence and was confused by the illusion.
But Shen Chenfeng, a cultivator in the Celestial Realm, found nothing unusual after swallowing the drunken dream of life and death.
This had to surprise him.
As a cultivator of the Celestial Realm, Shen Chenfeng, no matter how strong his body is, how can he withstand the power of drunkenness, dreams and death?
Before Lu Boyan had time to think about it, Dongfang Xian spoke again.
"The master of the twelve sects, besides Jin Chihai, is Huangfu Xue from Piaomiao Peak."
Mentioning Huangfu Xue, a bright light flashed in Dongfang Xian's eyes.
He raised his head and swallowed the second glass of wine, with a strange smile on his face, and said: "This woman is a disciple of the Huangfu family. Not only is she fair and beautiful, she is gorgeous and charming. She is also a master of painting, and her temperament is ethereal, which is rare in the world. .”
"Compared to Yue Hanzhu, how does that woman compare?"
Shen Chenfeng put down his wine glass and suddenly said.
Dongfang Xian was pleased with himself and said proudly: "These two women have their own merits. One is beautiful and the other is elegant and dignified. They are both the best in the world. Unfortunately, I don't have enough strength now. When I break through to the realm of refining gods, We must surrender these two women..."
Before the voice could finish, a sudden chill instantly enveloped him.
Dongfangxian shivered and woke up instantly.
He looked at the furious Yue Hanzhu, glared at Shen Chenfeng hatefully, and quickly changed the subject: "Now that I have finished my second glass of wine, what are you waiting for?"
The three of them quickly picked up their drinks, raised their heads and drank it in one gulp.
After the second glass of wine, Lu Boyan and Shen Chenfeng looked as usual, but Lu Wushuang was obviously a little drunk.
His eyes were blurry, his face was red, and he was stammering when he spoke, saying: "Although those Jin Chihai and Huangfu Xue are powerful, in my eyes, they are not heroes."
"oh?"
Dongfang Xian narrowed his eyes, and Lu Boyan also became interested and asked curiously: "Brother Lu, in your eyes, who is the hero?"
"What is a hero?"
Lu Wushuang suddenly stood up with a slap on the table, full of excitement, and said: "A little heroic spirit, the surrounding world is boundless. The heaven and earth are beautiful, and there are Confucian immortals in the mountains and rivers."
"With a mortal body, reaching the sky, you can be called a hero."
"You can be called a hero by opening up the world with a mortal sword."
"If you kill gods and demons with the power of a mortal, you can be called a hero."
…
The impassioned voice made the people around him excited.
Whether it was the immortal disciples, the elders of the demon sect, or even the elders Tianzhu and Yuanhe, they all looked at Shen Chenfeng at this moment.
They had also thought about what kind of person could be called a hero before.
However, they have a very vague concept of heroes and do not have a clear answer.
Now after listening to Lu Wushuang's speech, they finally understood.
What is a hero?
"A hero is one who is invincible in the world!"
Lu Wushuang slammed the table with such force that the wine table made of obsidian was shattered with one palm.
But no one blamed him, and instead there was a burst of applause.
"That's right."
"A hero is invincible!"
"Let me ask you, who in the world dares to fight a hero?"
Everyone in the crowd was filled with excitement, wishing they could become that invincible hero and be proud of the world.
Dongfang Xian's eyes were also bright. He stood up suddenly, his whole body was shining with thunder, and he let out an aura full of destruction, and said: "The Holy Son of the Great Demon Sect, may I ask who in the world can be called a hero?"
