In the sword-watching pavilion, the girl in white gauze frowned slightly and looked at the figure on the sword platform with a hint of doubt: "Is it him? No, the aura is wrong."
The eyes of the young man beside him flickered: "Looking at this person's aura, he is the assassin who sneaked into Famous Sword Villa yesterday. I didn't expect that he would have the courage to show up today."
Hearing the girl in white gauze muttering to herself, she turned around and asked, "Junior Sister Yun, do you know this person?"
The Baisha girl nodded slightly, but said: "It's not that person."
This answer made the young man confused, but he quickly figured out the key and said with bright eyes: "You said this person came disguised as someone else? Yes, I said this person's demeanor has the delicacy of a little daughter's family.
, turned out to be disguised as a disguise. Haha, it seems that this person is probably the descendant of the Yujian Sect, 'Yue'. This woman is a wonderful person, and I really want to see her true appearance. I heard that this woman
Her beauty is no less beautiful than that of my junior sister, and she is also extremely beautiful in the world. I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
After saying this, the young man glanced at the girl in white gauze. Seeing that the girl's expression was indifferent and not jealous as expected, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted and looked at the sword platform again.
In another sword-viewing pavilion, Mu Qingqing frowned slightly, looking at the figure on the stage with a hint of confusion again. A young spirit swordsman in his thirties next to him noticed something strange about Mu Qingqing and asked worriedly:
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
Mu Qingqing shook his head: "It's okay. I always feel a little familiar with that person. It seems I've known him before."
"You mean this boy?" The young man was surprised and looked at the boy with some uncertainty.
Next to him, Mu Lei's slightly weak voice came: "This person's facial features look a bit like Sanniang of the Liu family."
"You mean the third aunt? It looks a bit like it!" The young man sighed: "If I hadn't known that the person from Uncle Mo's family died two years ago, I would have thought he was the third aunt's child!"
Having said this, he noticed that the sister next to him had a cold gaze. The young man shrank his neck and smiled coquettishly. He did not dare to say anything anymore and pretended to be concentrating on watching the sword platform.
Mu Lei sighed. Ever since his daughter returned home from Sword Making Villa two years ago, her whole person has become as cold as ice. She has no interest in anything else except cultivation. After that, she even left home to travel for half a year.
She would not go home once. And that person's name seemed to have become a taboo, no one dared to mention it in front of her.
"Boy! Who are you? You dare to take action against my village? Get out of here!" In a sword-watching pavilion, Yin Tianhua's descendants shouted one after another.
"Get off!"
"Which family's child is this? Why are you so ignorant of the rules? Where are the adults at home? Take them back quickly!"
The face of the young man on the stage suddenly darkened. Looking at the clamoring family members, a ray of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Old man, don't just talk but don't practice. Don't you want to teach me a lesson? Why don't you take action?" The young man looked at Yin Tianhua with a provocative look.
"Rampant!" Yin Tianhua's face turned purple, he shouted angrily and slashed down with his sword, and a twenty-foot-long golden sword energy burst out.
There was a trace of sarcasm on the young man's face: "Old man, you still want to be the leader of the alliance with this little ability? Give it to me, damn it!"
As soon as the word "break" came out, the young man pointed his sword-like fingers towards the sky, facing the rapidly falling golden sword energy.
Boom! The entire sword platform trembled, and the majestic sword energy was like a torrent hitting the rocks, instantly falling apart and disappearing without a trace.
All the high-level spirit sword masters in the field took a breath at the same time. Huang Hesong, who had just fought with Yin Tianhua, scratched the armrest of his seat and looked horrified: "How is it possible? The sword energy is released to control the energy! This is obvious
It’s the sword master’s method!”
And those young disciples who were shouting just now opened their mouths wide and looked at the scene on the sword platform in disbelief. How could it be possible? That was a full blow from a ninth-level peak spiritual sword master! How could it be caught with bare hands?
?Is this boy still a human?
In the royal sword-viewing pavilion, the young man with the girl in white gauze showed brilliant eyes: "It has been able to condense Qi and take form. It seems that its cultivation has stabilized at the early stage of the sword vein. Junior sister, your opponent is no worse than you."
ah."
The white gauze girl's eyes were calm without any fluctuation, as if the young man was not talking to her, but just looking steadily at the young man on the stage.
"Old man, do you still want to fight?" The young man looked at Yin Tianhua with mocking eyes.
Yin Tianhua's face turned pale, and his whole body was shaking violently uncontrollably, "You, you are the Sword Master?"
"Sword Saint?" The young man snorted: "In your understanding, it is called Sword Saint."
Yin Tianhua took a deep breath, and the trembling in his body stopped. He bowed to the boy and said, "I have lived a long life, but now that I see my little friend, I know that my whole life has been in vain. I am convinced that I have lost."
He said, jumped off the sword platform, and went directly to his sword viewing pavilion.
The young man stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, looked at the royal sword-viewing pavilion, and said loudly: "Now that the victory has been decided, the position of alliance leader belongs to me!"
"Hahahaha——" A long laugh rang out, and the young man in the Royal Sword Viewing Pavilion stood up and said, "Girl, the position of leader is not that easy."
"Who are you?" The young man's eyes were as bright as lightning, but his expression soon changed: "What do you call me?"
The young man smiled softly: "Of course she is a girl. A fairy is born as a girl. What else would you call her if you don't call her a girl?"
"It's full of nonsense! How come I'm a seven-foot-tall man and become a daughter? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll pull out your tongue!" The young man denied it and spoke righteously.
"Haha, you are indeed worthy of being a true disciple of the Yujian Sect. You are so evil. Do you think it is Fairy Yue?"
The young man's color changed completely, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, but he did not argue again this time.
The girl in white gauze stood up slowly, and her body floated towards the sword platform like a white lotus. She landed on the sword platform and looked at the young man and said softly: "Senior sister's cultivation has improved even more since we said goodbye last time."
The young man's face was gloomy, and finally he groaned and said, "How did you recognize me?"
The voice is clear and sweet, and it sounds like the voice of a young girl.
Everyone on the scene was even more stunned. What happened now was beyond everyone's expectations. First, a powerful young man suddenly appeared, who turned out to be a woman! Then another mysterious girl appeared, and the two of them seemed to be originally
We know each other!
"Could it be the 'Yue' and 'Xiyun' on the Famous Sword List and the Green Sword List!" Someone made a guess, and the sound of air-conditioning became more frequent.
"I've seen him." The girl in white gauze stared at the boy's face.
The young man was stunned at first, and then he understood. He stretched out his hand and scratched his face, and something that looked like human skin was pulled off, and then a peerless face that made people beautiful was exposed to the air.
In the field, there were more sounds of air-conditioning being pumped, and the eyes of some young people from aristocratic families even showed a look of obsession.
"It's you, you witch!" A ninth-level spirit sword master suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
There were also several aristocratic family heads with livid faces, glaring angrily at the greatly changed girl on the sword platform, with a hint of deep fear in their eyes.
For these aristocratic families, life has not been easy for more than a year. A mysterious girl named Yue appeared out of the blue, specifically looking for a challenge to the powerful spiritual sword master who has been famous for a long time. They have all been patronized by the mysterious girl.
If it was an older unknown strong man, they would still be able to accept it, but if they were defeated at the hands of a young girl with yellow hair, how could they, as a family of spirit swords, be embarrassed? Although everyone was in awe of this woman's strength, they were more dissatisfied with her in their hearts.
Hatred and resentment.
"Is this the 'Yue'? It's true that the country is beautiful and the city is beautiful. If I could marry her, I would be willing to lose twenty years of my life."
"Put me down, you are such a bear, don't tarnish the goddess in my mind. Fairy Moon! I support you!" A spectator yelled in a panic, and his voice echoed in the mountains.
On the main peak, the faces of the children of the aristocratic families who had been cared for by "Yue" became even more ugly. Looking towards the peaks, they were filled with people in the darkness, so where could they find them?
"The 'Moon' has appeared, and the 'Xiyun' is probably the girl wearing the veil!" Some spectators boldly made a guess.
"With the collision of two peerless genius girls, 'Yue' and 'Xiyun', this sword fight was indeed not in vain!"
"It's a pity that 'Xiyun' is wearing a veil, so you can't see what she looks like. She should be no worse than 'Yue'."
"The world loves these two women. If anyone can marry them, I am afraid it will be a blessing accumulated over several lifetimes!"
Xiyun glanced at the human skin mask in Yue's hand and asked softly: "Senior sister came here pretending to be him, where is he?"
Yueyan turned around, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes: "So worried about him? Is it Senior Sister's lover? It turns out that Senior Sister can also fall in love with mortals."
Xiyun shook his head gently: "I have met him twice, and his cultivation is very weird."
Xiyun's indifference made Yue feel very bored, and she waved her hand in annoyance: "I'll kill him."
"Killed?" A rare hint of sadness appeared on Xiyun's eyebrows.
Yue's eyes lit up, and she caught the slight change in Xiyun. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart. That young man was really not simple. He actually made a true disciple of the Heart Sword Sect shake his sword. Although what was missing was the love between a man and a woman, he could
It is really rare to leave an impression in the hearts of these desperate ice cubes.
"Senior sister came to disrupt the sword guild this time. It's a bit bad." Xiyun recovered quickly and put down Mo Wen's matter in the blink of an eye.
Yue Lengran smiled: "You are gathering here to attack me, Jueqing Valley, do I still want to support you?"
"You are a demon sect."
"Devil Sect? Haha, so what about Demon Sect? Who said that Demon Sect is evil? Your Heart Sword Sect cuts off emotions with the Heart Sword. Each one of them is heartless and has no humanity at all. They are even more evil than our Demon Sect!
Are you embarrassed to tell the world to be righteous?" Yue asked coldly.
Before Xiyun could answer, a ninth-level spirit sword master in the sword-watching pavilion below stood up and angrily yelled: "It turns out she is the witch from Jueqing Valley! No wonder she is ruthless and misbehaving at such a young age! The right path in the world rests in the heart of the people, you
What qualifications does a demonic witch have to talk about good and evil?"
"Demon girl! How dare you show up here after knowing that we are in the alliance to attack your demon sect? Do you think there is no one in our world who is right?" Another ninth-level spirit sword master shouted.
"Today we are waiting for the Righteous Spirit Sword Masters to form an alliance, and you, a witch, have thrown yourself into a trap, so I will use your sacrificial flag!"
No matter how deep the Yuecheng Mansion is, she is still a girl. How can she withstand such teasing? She immediately became furious: "Shut up!"
The spring thunder broke out in the tongue, and the clear sound exploded like a thunder. All the spirit sword masters below the ninth level present felt their ears roaring, and the sword energy in their whole body was stagnant! Some intermediate spirit sword masters who were close to them even had their eyesight blackened.
Almost fell down.
"A bunch of hypocritical idiots! Want to be enemies of me, Jueqinggu? You really don't know what to say! If you want to kill me, then come!" Yue stood on the sword platform, looking coldly and arrogantly at the audience.
Many high-level spirit sword masters in the audience looked away one after another, not daring to look at each other. They were just relying on the crowd to embolden them, and it was okay to incite others to take action.
"Senior sister, you shouldn't be here." Xiyun's words broke the momentum that Yue had just created.
Yue's eyebrows raised: "You want to keep me? Huh, I'm just about to see how much better your Dust Cleansing Sword Technique is compared to last time!"
Xiyun nodded slightly, and a breathtaking bright sword light had risen!
…
Mo Wen looked at the elegant girl in white clothes on the sword platform, and clenched his hands involuntarily. His originally calm heart was once again turbulent, and it was getting worse!
Is this the beauty that comes from distance? Even though he knew it was out of reach, he was increasingly unable to suppress his inner delusions. A wry smile appeared on Mo Wen's lips, and he slowly released his hands. Since he couldn't suppress it, he could just let his heart go.
At the Royal Sword Viewing Pavilion, the young man said to Bai Lin: "The fish has entered the net, close the net."
Bai Lin nodded and reached out to call a personal guard, whispering in his ear for a while. After a while, the guard carefully left the sword-viewing pavilion and secretly swept down to the main peak.
Because of the existence of Mingjian Villa, the royal family artificially dug many water diversion channels on the island in the middle of the lake to divert the water from Taihu Lake to the inside of the island for the daily use of the Villa. At the entrance of a certain channel into the lake, a dozen large and small ships docked on the shore.
On the other side, these boats are the fishing boats of fishermen who live in the cities along Taihu Lake and make a living by fishing. Whenever the sword fair begins once every ten years, it is also a time for fishermen like them to earn extra money. Because they usually have to go to the island to watch the sword fair.
The swordsmen of the guild and the middle and low-level spiritual swordsmen must use their boats to get to the island. After every sword guild, these fishermen inevitably make a small fortune.
Nowadays, these dozen fishing boats are gathered here just to be rented when people participating in the sword festival leave the island. The fishermen on the boats are sitting on the bow or stern of the boat, fishing and chatting to kill time.
"Old Li Tou, after making so much money this time, isn't it time to get a wife?"
An old fisherman chuckled: "I have to ask for a daughter-in-law, but not for me. My son has been a civil servant in the Sikong Mansion in Taibin City for ten years, and he is already a grown man. When this sword meeting is over, I will find a matchmaker to talk to a matchmaker.
, once my son gets married, I, as a father, have completed most of my tasks and am waiting to have my grandson."
"Well, don't forget to treat us to a wedding banquet then."
"I can't forget, I can't forget." The old fisherman laughed again and again. Suddenly he felt the fishing rod in his hand tighten, and he couldn't help but grab the rod and stood up from the boat.
"What's in this water?" a fisherman suddenly shouted into the water.
"It looks like fish! Why are there such big fish schools? They are coming from inside the island!"
"Look! It's all upstream!"
The fishermen looked upstream of the channel and saw a dark mass under the water, flowing down toward Taihu Lake like ink.
Suddenly, there was a splashing sound.
"No! Old Li's head fell into the water!"
Many fishermen only saw a figure falling into the water. It only fluttered in the water for a moment before being swallowed up by the black fish in the water. Only a bright red figure slowly rose out of the water, but it was quickly diluted by the current.
"It's a monster! Saw-toothed monster fish!" A fisherman's face changed drastically, and he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Get ashore, get ashore quickly!"
The fishermen were so frightened that they abandoned the boat and landed in panic. They stood on the shore and looked at the seemingly endless schools of black fish in the river from a distance. Each of them looked pale and felt weak.
"Haven't all the monsters in Taihu Lake been killed long ago? Where did these monster fish come from?" a fisherman asked in a trembling voice.
Many fishermen look at me and I look at you. Who can tell the reason?
A burst of dense footsteps came from the dense forest on the shore, and soon a group of royal swordsmen wearing bright yellow armor rushed out, each holding a torch in one hand and a large bucket in the other, but the bucket was not filled with water, but with water.
It is a black viscous liquid.
These royal swordsmen came directly to the shore and poured the black slime from their barrels onto each ship.
One fisherman thought of something and shouted in horror: "That's kerosene! They are going to burn the boat!"
Sure enough, when these royal swordsmen touched the torches on the fishing boats, the black mucus immediately burned.
"Why did you burn our ship?"
Many fishermen gave up and rushed forward one after another, but dozens of royal swordsmen drew their swords at the same time and blocked them back with murderous intent. A leader stood up and shouted: "Listen, you!
The untouchables set foot on the royal private garden without permission, and the prince has ordered that all your ships be burned as punishment!"
The fishermen looked at each other. It was indeed a sin to enter the royal private garden without permission. How could they not know? But for more than a hundred years, since the Taihu Sword Fair was held, their ancestors would use boats to carry people to the island every time the sword fair was held. How could this happen?
One time to hold people accountable?
"Sir, if you burn our boat, how can we get back?" a fisherman asked unwillingly.
The leader glanced at him coldly: "This is your business, let's go!"
With a wave of his hand at the men behind him, dozens of royal swordsmen immediately sheathed their swords, slipped back into the dense forest, and disappeared without a trace.
A group of fishermen looked at each other in shock, and finally rushed to the shore, looking at the wreckage of the fishing boat that was almost burned, and howling in grief.
The same thing happened on the shores of various islands in the center of the lake, with thick black smoke rising like wolf smoke...
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the battle between the two women had been going on for nearly half an hour. Under this battle that surpassed the ninth-level spiritual sword master, the hard steel rock sword platform was cracked everywhere, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.
The spirit of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred feet was completely disrupted, forming a spiritual wind, which swept the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a thousand feet around and was turbulent.dd