Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 333 Tianjiao Gathers
Another two days passed after this drunkenness, and other sects also came one after another, such as Haotian School, Xuantian School, Yunwu Mountain, Baihua Valley, Medicine School, Wangui Gate, plus Tianjianzong and Qingtian Pavilion, All eight cases have arrived.

The third day is here, and an appetizer before the Eight Sects will start to be served, the so-called Tianjiao Gathering.

"Everyone in Tianjian Academy, gather in front of the courtyard, set off, and go to Tianjiao Pavilion, cheer me up!"

Elder Nanyang was shouting again, one after another people came out of the attic and gathered in the front yard, more than 100 people came out in a blink of an eye, but still one person was missing.

"Where's Shen Ye?" Elder Nanyang looked at the young man with the broken arm. The young man with the broken arm trembled for a while, and bowed respectfully to Elder Nanyang.

"Elder, Shen Ye is still...drunk."

"What, this evil one, what time is it, he's still drunk, the Tianjiao party, does he want to be absent?" Elder Nanyang pointed at the young man with a broken arm and cursed at him with a look of innocence on his face.

"Go, wake him up!"

"Elder...can't be woken up." The young man with a broken arm hesitated for a while, but he didn't move. With a strong smell of alcohol, he would probably think that Lin Xuan was dead.

"Bold!" Elder Nanyang yelled angrily, shaking his hand, he almost sent the young man with the broken arm flying away with a slap.

"Nanyang, forget it, if you are absent, please be absent. The gathering of Tianjiao is not the martial arts meeting of the eight sects, but it is just for disciples from all sides to meet. The time is almost up, let's go first."

Elder Wenhe persuaded, Elder Nanyang's complexion darkened, he nodded, and took a deep look at the young man with the broken arm. The young man with the broken arm trembled, his face full of innocence. Who did he provoke?
Tianjiao Pavilion, a huge ring-shaped attic, pavilions, jasper rubble, exotic flowers and grasses, and a pool of water surround the entire Tianjiao Pavilion. The people of Tianjian Academy walked into it under the leadership of a disciple of Qingtian Pavilion.

"Wenhe, Xiongshi, Nanyang, haha, long time no see, I never thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect would be led by you this time."

As soon as he walked in, there was a sound. Looking along the line of sight, it was a small attic, in the highest position, condescending, there were already more than a dozen people, most of them were old people.

Elder Nanyang turned to look at the people behind him, and said: "The Tianjiao Pavilion is here, you can arrange it yourself, remember, don't make trouble, of course, if someone deliberately provokes, don't hold back, you must show the power of our Heavenly Sword Academy."

Everyone nodded in unison, Elder Nanyang frowned, then turned around, looked at the highest attic, with a smile on his face, jumped up, and flew up with Xiong Shi and Wen He.

Everyone's expressions were concentrated, and they looked around. Many eyes had already swept towards them, and each of them looked dignified.

Inside the Tianjiao Pavilion, it seems to be scattered, but it is actually divided into several levels. The first level is a stone pavilion in the center. There are only four people in the pavilion. The people in the pavilion are talking and laughing happily, but people around them dare not approach.

Mo Tian, ​​the great disciple of Yunwu Mountain, has purple hair that freezes like a ball of purple ice, which is very strange.

Crying Zen, dressed in plain sackcloth, sitting lightly, has an aura as far-reaching as the sea, which makes people startled.

Ye Jianshan, holding a sword, leaned against the stone pillar, closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind, and there was no trace of sword spirit in his body, but no one dared to underestimate him, this is a terrifying swordsman.

Yu Tian, ​​the elder brother of Qingtian Pavilion, was dressed in green clothes, with a smile on his face, waving a folding fan, and a jade Xiao Xiao hanging from his waist, with a chic demeanor.

Bu Jingyu glanced at it, with an indifferent face, walked over directly, entered the pavilion, looked at Ye Jianshan, fighting intent rose in his eyes, Ye Jianshan opened his eyes, looked at him, and frowned slightly.

"Who are you?" Ye Jianshan said, Bu Jingyu was stunned, with anger on his face, the other three were also stunned for a moment, Bu Jingyu, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Ye Jianshan didn't know him.

"Bu Jingyu, it's been a few years. I saw you today, and your sword intent is stronger than before. I'm afraid you are no longer your opponent." Yu Tian smiled lightly, dissolving the embarrassment of the two.

"Yu Tian, ​​five years ago in the battle of Heishuihe, there was no winner, this time, I will definitely defeat you." Bu Jingyu said calmly, upon hearing this, Yu Tian's eyes flashed brightly, and he shook his head.

"Ye Jianshan, when it comes to swordsmanship, the world compares me to you. You and I are both swordsmen. I will prove to the world that you are not as good as me."

"Hehe, is that so?" Ye Jianshan also smiled, glanced at Bu Jingyu, with a bored expression on his face, closed his eyes and fell asleep again, the murderous intent flashed across Bu Jingyu's eyes, and he subsided instantly.

"Bu Jingyu, let me introduce, this is the crying Zen sect of Haotian School, the descendant of the ancestor of Haotian, the strongest genius who has risen in recent years, and his Taoist skills make me fearful."

"Crying Zen." Bu Jingyu looked at the simple young man sitting there, frowned, and there was a trace of fighting intent in his eyes. Crying Zen seemed to be aware of it, looked at him, and nodded.

"People from Baihua Valley are here." A voice sounded, and then there was a whisper in the crowd, all discussing.

At the gate of Tianjiao Pavilion, a large group of women came in, nearly 200 of them, fat and thin, all kinds of beauties, all kinds of looks, some were sweet and lovely, some were sexy and seductive, and some were as cold as icebergs. They were dazzled for a while.

Baihua Valley refers not only to flowers, but also to the female disciples of Baihua Valley. They are all beauties. They are more delicate than Hua. It's a sin to be able to do it.

Three old women flew up, left the crowd, and landed on the highest attic. A stunning woman with a smile like a flower walked out of the crowd in Baihua Valley and stepped into the stone pavilion where Ye Jianshan and others were.

"Little girl Caiwei, I have met you all."

The woman is like a moon, peerless and charming, with a soft smile on her face, with a strange allure, the people in the pavilion looked at her, frowning slightly, showing a trace of vigilance, apart from that, there was nothing else.

"Fairy Caiwei, the elder sister of Baihuagu, the demon lotus spirit body, can communicate with the demon lotus, I have heard it for a long time." Yu Tian clasped his fists and said with a light smile.

"Hehe, it's all nonsense from the world. What kind of demon lotus spirit body is nothing compared to you guys."

"Fairy Caiwei was joking. The demon lotus spirit body is one of the five great physiques of Baihua Valley. It is rare to see it in a thousand years. If this is an ordinary thing, then the rest of us will feel ashamed."

As Yu Tian was speaking, there was another commotion in the Tianjiao Pavilion. It was the Wangui Gate. A young man in black walked into the pavilion, very indifferent, glanced at the people in the pavilion, and walked directly to the side.

Hell!

Several people looked at him with a hint of suspicion, then a moment of silence, and finally Bu Jingyu asked everyone's doubts.

"Ghost Gate, I heard that you lost to a man named Jin Ye. I don't know if it's true, but who is Jin Ye?"

Guimen raised his head, looked at the few people in front of him, frowned, and said a word lightly, and everyone frowned.

"I was defeated, not only me, you are definitely not his opponent, he is too strong."

As soon as these words came out, the stone pavilion froze for a while.

(End of this chapter)