Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1939

"You say, what is going on with this Kyushu Emperor? Can he really unify the chaotic star field?"

"Cut! How is it possible, even with the help of the monster clan, the strength of the Kyushu sect is still far behind."

"That's right! Apart from anything else, it is impossible for the descendants of the 36th Heavenly General to agree. You know, there was a rumor before that when the Emperor of Kyushu ruled the chaotic star field, the descendants of the 36th Heavenly General would be extinct. "

"That's right! This prophecy is very vicious. I heard that the descendants of the 36 Heavenly Generals gathered at Tiankui Star this time to decide how to deal with the Kyushu sect."

"Heh! Needless to say, a big battle is inevitable."

"Yeah! The Chaos Starfield is going to be completely chaotic."

……

In the restaurant, various discussions came to Fang Yi's ears.

After leaving Red Demon Star, he went straight to Tiankui Star all the way. On the way, he had heard countless similar words.

The entire chaotic star field seems to be discussing these things.

No wonder, after all, this is related to the future direction of the entire chaotic star field.

It's just... He was a little surprised that the descendants of 36 days gathered at Tiankui star. It seems that in the minds of the people of 36 days, Tiankui star is their spiritual sustenance. , will unconsciously hold together.

This shows that the spirit of the 36-day general is always there.

However, the opponent is no longer the same.

"I heard that the Tianji lineage and the Tianjian lineage have publicly declared their support for the Great Emperor of Nine Provinces. What is the origin of this Great Emperor of Nine Provinces to be able to recover the two lines?"

"You don't know that! There's a long story in it..."

"That's right! I heard that Tian Guxing hasn't made a statement yet. He's neither on the side of the 36th Heavenly General nor the side of the Emperor of Kyushu. It's possible that they want to stay out of the matter, but aren't they worried about that prophecy?"

"Heh! I think they want to pick up the ready-made, and wait for both sides to suffer, and then come out to clean up the mess."

There were endless discussions, full of sarcasm.

brush!

Suddenly, a bright sword light flashed across, and among the diners, the two eyebrows of the middle-aged man whose name was sarcastically disappeared just now.

"No matter how dare you talk nonsense, all you have is your head."

A cold voice also came immediately.

The originally noisy lobby suddenly became silent.

The crowd seemed to have not reacted one by one, and the middle-aged man was the same. After realizing it, his face suddenly turned completely white, and his eyes looked at the source of the sound with incomparable fear.

It was a man with a face like a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and an aloof expression.

Although he was sitting in the lobby, he seemed out of tune with the crowd around him, like a lonely swordsman.

And his sword was placed on the table at the moment, with the word "Lonely Peak" faintly visible on it.

"Gufeng Thirteen Swords, he is from Tianguxing."

Someone in the crowd blurted out, and his expression changed drastically.

When the other people heard the words, they were also extremely terrified, and their eyes were full of jealousy.

And the middle-aged man whose name was sarcasm was trembling with fright at this moment, and hurriedly said: "I'm a quick talker, thank you sir for not killing me."

As he spoke, he quickly kowtowed to the man, and then left in a hurry.

The man didn't stop him, and poured himself a drink.

The lobby, which was originally noisy, became quiet after this battle, which was a little weird.

The diners also checked out one after another, obviously they were extremely afraid of the man.

In a moment, only Fang Yi and the man were left in the huge restaurant.

"Interesting!" Fang Yi couldn't help looking up at the man at the moment, and smiled playfully. He had naturally heard of the Thirteen Swords of the Lonely Peak. He paid special attention to Tiangu.

And the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng came from Tianguxing.

Thirteen people, thirteen swords, and the thirteen swords of Gufeng leveled the world.

This is to describe their strength, they usually only have thirteen people walking around the world, and rarely conflict with the outside world.

However, once there is a conflict, it will be catastrophic.

Legend has it that an extremely powerful sect once provoked them, Gufeng Thirteen Swords, only one person and one sword, broke into that sect alone, and killed the person who caused the trouble on the spot.

In the end, it provoked the siege of the entire sect.

Afterwards, the thirteen swords came out together, bloodbathed tens of thousands of people in that sect, and Gufeng Thirteen Swords became famous because of this, and no one dared to provoke it.

Of course, Fang Yi only heard about all this, and it was the first time he saw it today.

"The Thirteen Swords of Gufeng really deserves its reputation!"

He smiled lightly and praised.

Immediately, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it down.

"You are the first one who dares to toast me after knowing the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng." The man also picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.

"At this moment, you and I are nothing but alcoholics. The Thirteen Swords of the Lonely Peak is nothing compared to a glass of wine."

Fang Yi shook his head and smiled. If the crowd heard such presumptuous words, they would be shocked.

Dare to say that the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng is not as good as a glass of wine, this is simply desperate.

really!

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked straight at Fang Yi, but he didn't make any further moves. Instead, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha! What a glass of wine, and the Emperor of Kyushu, is it as good as a glass of wine?" ?”

Uh--

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yi couldn't help but a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and immediately he laughed too.

"Unexpectedly, the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng, it is really unexpected."

"I'm just curious..."

Fang Yi smiled lightly and looked at the other party.

"It's not difficult to guess! There are not many people with white hair, and even fewer are not afraid of death." The man replied lightly.

Fang Yi smiled in surprise and nodded subconsciously.

No, although he looks like Yi Feng at the moment, his white hair is not a cover-up. In the past, he wanted to use this to remind himself that Ji Wumeng was still asleep.

But now, it has become a habit.

Of course, more importantly, he has no intention of hiding it.

"Didn't ask?"

"Dugu Thirteen!"

Gufeng Thirteen Swords, 13 people, and no exact name, only a code, from one to thirteen.

"Good name, I have a brother named Thirteen."

"I am not your brother, nor will I be your brother, I have only twelve other brothers."

"Is this the attitude of Tianhuxing?" Fang Yi looked at the other party again. There were only twelve other brothers, which naturally referred to the other people in the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng, which meant that Tianhuxing did not help each other.

"Yes!" Dugu Shisan replied.

"Kyushu is your hometown, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

"No! The sword is our sustenance."

Fang Yi looked a little sad, even though he knew that the descendants of the 36th general would not have any feelings for Kyushu at all.

But hearing the other party answer like this, it is inevitable that he is still a little disappointed.

"Then, what about the prophecy? Are you not afraid that the prophecy will come true, and that I will kill you all?" Fang Yi asked again with his eyes fixed.

(End of this chapter)