Deep in the courtyard, in the center of a kilometer-wide spiritual pool, there is an exquisite pavilion suspended. Inside the pavilion, there are hundreds of spiritual wood tables and tables, and hundreds of young people of the contemporary generation.
The proud men gathered together to sip tea and talk about kendo. High-speed updates
Above the chief, Ye Zhiqiu, who was as rich as jade, tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening. Outside the pavilion, a Kunlun disciple moved his lips slightly, and there was a wave of air that could not be detected by outsiders.
After a while, Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and said through a message: "Tell Junior Brother Cang to solve it quickly and don't delay the tea party."
"Yes, senior brother." The disciple bowed and accepted the order and left.
At the first guest seat opposite, Li Qingyu, the chief disciple of Abbot Island, had already noticed some of the small movements of the Kunlun Island disciples, and smiled slightly: "Brother Ye, how come Junior Cang has been here for so long? Did he encounter some trouble?"
Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled casually and said: "A few casual cultivators who don't know the importance of the matter have conflicts with Zhike disciples. They can be resolved quickly without worrying about Brother Li."
"Brother Ye, what you said is foreign. Kunlun, the abbot is a family. Kunlun's affairs are also our abbot's affairs. Qinghe, you go outside and take a look. We can't let our brothers on Kunlun Island suffer." Li Qingyu smiled.
Follow the path.
The tea party suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them. The so-called traveling companions are enemies. Kunlun and the abbot are both on the sixth-order spiritual island. It is impossible for them to coexist peacefully. The conflict between the two parties has been passed down since the establishment of the domain.
, has been fighting openly and secretly for the title of the number one sword sect overseas for three thousand years.
A young man in black with an indifferent face who was sitting under Ye Zhiqiu stood up after hearing this: "Yes, senior brother."
Ye Zhiqiu picked up a cup of fragrant tea in front of him and said calmly: "Junior Brother Gu, you don't have to worry about some small things. It's better to sit down and enjoy the tea."
The faint tone did not contain any threatening meaning, but Gu Qinghe could clearly sense an invisible force locking him tightly, sending out a throb from the depths of his soul. He stood there for a while without daring to move any further.
His back was wet with cold sweat.
"Brother Ye, how can this be done? Let's go take a look." Li Qingyu also picked up the jade cup of fragrant tea in front of him. With his actions, he disturbed the air in the surrounding space, and the pressure on Gu Qinghe naturally dissipated.
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Most of the people present were ignorant of the confrontation between the two. Only a few dozen people saw the clues, and all of them looked extremely solemn.
"Two brothers, listen to what I have to say." A gentle and handsome young man sitting in the fourth seat suddenly spoke with a smile, attracting everyone's attention. He continued: "I have ruined my friendship over this trivial matter.
It’s not worth it, I think it’s better for each of us to take a step back and reveal the scene outside the other courtyard using the art of light and shadow from thousands of miles apart. If Junior Brother Cang can’t solve it, it won’t be too late for Junior Brother Gu to take action.”
Then a young man next to him agreed: "Brother Dongfang is right, but it would be too flattering for a few casual cultivators who don't know etiquette to let the disciples from Kunlun and Abbot Island go with them. Let's eat
It's important to discuss the sword over tea, don't let a few flies disturb your mood."
"That's right, let's take a look at the situation here first and then make a decision before it's too late."
Representative disciples from other islands also spoke up to smooth things over.
Li Qingyu smiled and said nothing, his goal had been achieved, and he laughed at the joke about Kunlun Island.
There was a gloomy look in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes. At this moment, he had to suffer this secret loss. Even though Cang Yiyun could easily get rid of the troublesome contestants, his face was definitely lost. During the Yaochi tea party, there were
If a casual cultivator dares to make trouble, no matter what the reason is, it will only hurt his face. Li Qingyu spread the matter to the public, which is nothing more than disgusting herself.
"Since you are interested, it is difficult to refuse such kindness. It would be a bit pretentious for me to insist on it."
Ye Zhiqiu said to a veiled girl sitting in the second seat at the guest table: "Excuse me, Junior Sister Qian."
"Senior brother, there is no need to be polite."
The voice is soft and warm like a hot spring. Any irritable mood will inevitably feel a warmth under this voice and will calm down unconsciously. This woman is from Pengqiu Island, one of the three sixth-order spiritual islands.
The descendant Qian Yuxin is the second beauty among the top ten oirans. Unfortunately, her face is covered with a spiritual gauze, so no one can see her appearance.
Qian Yuxin raised her right hand, forming a sword seal with five crystal-clear jade fingers, and gently pushed it into the void in front of her. A stream of spiritual light swayed out and disappeared into the void in the center of the hall, and then she saw light waves in the air.
Twisting, a line of light and shadow slowly unfolds, and in the light and shadow, a panoramic view of the entire Yaochi Villa is presented.
A jade finger pointed in the void, and a ray of spiritual light disappeared somewhere in the light and shadow. Then the point quickly zoomed in and out, and soon a dozen young spirit sword masters appeared.
"Huh?"
Bai Yulong and Xi Yang, who were sitting at the eighth and eleventh seats in the guest seats, let out a sigh at the same time. Hua Jianfei, Su Bai, Lei Hong and others below also showed surprise in their eyes. Because for them,
, those figures in the light and shadow are so familiar to them!
"Brother Bai, Brother Xi, what's wrong? Do you know each other?"
Next to Bai Yulong, several fifth-level spiritual island descendants from Xiyang and the two looked over strangely.
Bai Yulong snorted and drank all the fragrant tea in the cup.
Xiyang glanced at him and wondered where this disciple from Tianyu Island could get such anger. He smiled at the people around him and said, "These should be disciples from Tianyan Island. That one is Liu Zhenxuan from Tianyan Island."
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"Tianyan Island? The fourth-order spiritual island subordinate to your Jiuyao Island? How could it conflict with Kunlun Island?"
There are only so many spiritual islands above the fourth level in the world, and it is impossible for the descendants of these major spiritual islands to be unclear.
Li Qingyu smiled and took a sip of the fragrant tea. It seemed that things were getting more and more interesting.
"That's Luan Mengni from Hauni Island!"
"Isn't that someone from Tiangang Island?"
"That seems to be a disciple of Liuyan Island!"
"Shi Gang from Dique Island is here too!"
"Isn't that Jiang Zhenghe?"
Soon, the identities of the people in the light and shadow were recognized one by one by the people at the tea party, and shouts of surprise came one after another.
Ye Zhiqiu's face had begun to turn dark. He had just said that they were just some casual cultivators, but now that these "casual cultivators" were identified, it was a slap in the face!
Click!
The jade cup in his hand shattered in an instant, but it maintained its original shape under the support of his sword. He was really angry, not because someone challenged the majesty of Kunlun Island, but because his disciples actually deceived him! I don't know why.
Cang Yiyun meant that some disciples made their own decisions, but no matter who they were, he couldn't tolerate it!
The more Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, the angrier he became. He stood up from his seat and quickly walked out of the hall.
"Say! What's going on?" Ye Zhiqiu looked coldly at the messenger disciple in front of him.
The disciple's face turned pale, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees: "Senior brother, please forgive me!"
"It's Senior Brother Zhong Tianrui. He asked disciple Zhike for a job and had a conflict with him." The disciple quickly told the whole story without hiding anything. It was even more detailed than what Cang Yiyun knew. From the fact that Zhong Tianrui deliberately made things difficult for him.
He blackmailed Lan and wanted to accompany her, until the final conflict.
After understanding the cause and effect, Ye Zhiqiu's handsome face was almost dripping with gloom, and he said angrily: "This waste is only looking for flowers and flowers! Who asked him to know guests? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him today?"
The disciple was sweating like rain, and said in a hushed voice: "Senior Brother Zhong insists on asking for it, and the disciples dare not disobey."
"Trash! Why don't you eat shit when he asks you to eat it?"
Ye Zhiqiu no longer even had the interest in scolding, and looked at the Kunlun disciples kneeling at his feet angrily: "Why are you still kneeling? You don't think there are enough jokes?"
The Kunlun disciple hurriedly got up from the ground.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhiqiu calmed down his irritable mood. At his level, it is easy to suppress emotions. Things have developed to this point, and it is absolutely impossible to back down. This is not in the interests of the teacher, so you can only make mistakes.
, a few level 4 spiritual islands cannot make any big waves, and Cang Yiyun’s strength should be able to solve it easily.
After thinking about this, Ye Zhiqiu is no longer fearless. Today's tea party cannot be missed, otherwise he will truly become the laughing stock of the spirit sword master world.
"When the incident in front of the mountain gate subsides, I will put Zhong Tianrui in a room and put him under house arrest. No one will let him out without my permission!"
"yes."
After explaining this, Ye Zhiqiu returned to the tea party in the hall. As soon as he stepped into the door of the hall, a terrifying sword intent came from the distance, and everyone felt the biting chill in it!
"Killing Sword Intent! This is at least the eighth percentile of the realm!"
Someone cried out.
Then many guests in the hall burst into laughter.
"Failed! Cang Yiyun was defeated! How is this possible?"
"Who is this person? He actually defeated Cang Yiyun with one sword!"
"When did such a master appear in our sword domain?"
The only ones who are calm are probably Hua Jian Fei Su Bai and others. They are very aware of Mo Wen's strength. He is at the peak of the late stage of Killing Sword Yuan and has an 80% sword intent. Even with the power of the White Jade Dragon on Tianyu Island, he can't get enough.
With a disgraced face, Cang Yiyun may not be much better than Bai Yulong.
At the mountain gate of Yaochi Villa, Mo Wen's body was filled with killing sword energy. Eighty percent of his killing sword intent made him look like a god of death. A palace not far away was completely shattered. Cang Yiyun was lying in the ruins, with his chest
A sword mark tore open a ferocious gap in his robe, revealing the dark blue fluorescent spirit armor inside. Although he was not seriously injured, the backlash of evil energy almost caused his sword energy to go berserk. They, the geniuses of the younger generation,
Although his cultivation level is strong enough, he has completed the hundreds of years of hard training of ordinary spirit sword masters in a few decades, but because of this, he lacks training and experience, and his lack of mental state is almost everyone's flaw. Faced with Mo Wen's weird
The "Sword Killing Style" lacks resistance even more.
It took three breaths before Cang Yiyun finally killed the inner demon that had just emerged in his heart, suppressed the sword element that was about to move, knocked open the remaining bricks and broken beams around him, and rose up again, with nothing but a face.
But it has become red and white.
Everyone knew that he had already lost! For their level, three breaths of time were enough to kill the opponent more than a dozen times! No matter how shameless he was, he could not refuse to pay, not to mention the pride of being a disciple of Kunlun Island.
You can't do such a shameful thing.
"I lost."
As if he had exhausted all his strength, Cang Yiyun spat out these three shameful words with a pale face. But he quickly raised his head again and looked directly at Mo Wen: "But I won't obey you!"