Young White Horse, Invincible? I add points to Deep Blue!

The first step to get ashore is to kill your brother-in-law!

At this moment, Luo Xuan, who was leaving with his sister, suddenly felt a chill on his back and twitched.

"Um... Excuse me, what kind of books do you usually read, Brother Li?" Wang Yixing asked. He also wanted to learn something and get out of being single sooner rather than later.

"To be honest, I read the Spring and Autumn Annals," Li Qiye said complacently

"The Spring and Autumn Annals?" Wang Yihang was puzzled. Isn't this a book that records the impolite and indecent behavior of the ancients? When did it get involved in love affairs?

At this time, Wen Hujiu also responded with a mysterious smile: "Hahaha, the Spring and Autumn Annals is good, the Spring and Autumn Annals must be read, Master Wang, I also suggest you read it."

"Really? Then is this "Spring and Autumn Annals" serious? If it's not serious, I won't read it." Wang Yihang laughed slyly, as if he had discovered a new world.

"It's very good, and it's sold on every street."

At this time, the competition for the third Yuntian-grade sword came to an end and fell into the hands of the White-haired Immortal, but the sword-testing competition was not over yet.

Wei Tinglu stood on the stage again and said very proudly: "Today, I, Wei Tinglu, have an announcement to make. I would like to invite all the heroes to witness it. From now on, I will retire to the Sword Forging Pavilion and only be a swordsmith. The position of the owner of Mingjian Mountain Villa will be inherited by my son Wei Changfeng."

Suddenly, the sword servant who had been guarding Li Qiye and his group said to them gently: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Li, and Taoist Wang, please do as you please!"

Then, the sword servant jumped onto the stage and stood beside Wei Tinglu. At first glance, the two looked about six or seven points similar, obviously a father and son.

As for the sword servant, it was naturally Wei Changfeng!

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Chapter 34 Look, you are in a hurry

"This is my son Wei Changfeng, he is only 19 years old now... He can inherit the position of the owner of Mingjian Villa because he created the Sword of the Fairy Palace!" Wei Tinglu introduced his son very proudly.

Suddenly, there was an uproar at the scene. He made the Fairy Palace Sword at the age of 19. His sword-making skills were truly extraordinary and rare in the world.

"Wei Changfeng is no weaker than King Li Su when he was young. A new generation of divine casters is about to rise!"

"Mingjian Villa has a promising future!"

After a brief discussion, everyone's attention was focused on the Sword of Asgard, which was the peerless sword that every swordsman dreamed of.

Who wouldn’t want to become famous with a good sword and reach the pinnacle of kendo?

"Where is the Sword of the Celestial Palace?" someone asked, already eager to see it.

"The Sword of Asgard, coming from the sky"

"Please give me a sword, Immortal!"

Wei Changfeng let out a long and loud roar, and a sword really flew from the sky, slid across a lotus pond in the manor, and made all the lotus flowers in the pond bloom, like a miracle!

At the same time, the arrival of the Fairy Palace Sword also brought with it a faint lotus fragrance, fresh and elegant, like a wisp of light smoke, leisurely and contented, making people intoxicated

Wei Changfeng displayed his sword in front of everyone for everyone to see.

"Is this the Fairy Sword?" Many people exclaimed, staring at it intently.

This sword is like a blooming lotus. A jade lotus is carved on the hilt, which is beautiful and elegant. The sword body is bronze, full of ancient meaning. There is also a layer of light mist on it, which is ethereal and agile, unlike anything in the human world.

The previous sword is like a mortal sword compared to an immortal sword. Even a Yuntian-grade sword is not even one tenth as good as this one. Only some of the characteristics of the recast Nine Nine Mysterious Yang Sword can be compared to this one.

"...This sword can kill people without being stained with blood, hence the name Unstained by Dust. I hope a peerless young master can take it, climb the sword list, and challenge the sword masters in the world!" Wei Changfeng said proudly.

In fact, Wei Changfeng hoped that Li Qiye would keep it. Regardless of strength or talent, he deserved the title of peerless young master. Unfortunately, he had a better sword.

At this moment, four of the eight princes of Beili officially entered the arena. Of course, how could they be without Lei Mengsha's big mouth?

"...Bah, bah, bah..."

I won’t go into too much detail about listening to him chanting here, as the author also feels that he talks a lot.

"This sword is the best. I want this sword!"

Suddenly, Baili Dongjun shouted loudly, staring straight at Bu Ranchen on the stage, his eyes clear and incomparably firm.

"Damn it, Xiao Baili, aren't you embarrassing me?" Wen Hujiu was surprised. What was wrong with this nephew? He actually wanted the best one. How could he get it?

Wen pot of wine, smiled and turned to look at Li Qiye who was drinking

“Don’t look at me. I won’t help you get this sword.” Li Qiye refused without a second thought. If he took this sword, it would affect the reputation of Jian Xin Tomb.

"Xiao Baili, why don't you just forget about it and go to Jianxin Tomb to fight Li Jianzhong?" Wenhujiu advised.

"No, I want this sword!" Baili Dongjun's eyes were burning, and he kept staring at the sword, as if it was destined.

"Hey, why is it you?" Lei Mengsha looked over and saw Baili Dongjun, who was extremely drunk. He was dazed and couldn't even stand steadily, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

In Wushuang City, Cheng Yu's face was very dark, and he almost broke the chair. However, the young man next to him was completely different, very excited and excited.

"What's going on?" Wei Tinglu asked with a very unhappy expression. He was a good friend of Wushuang City, and he was the one who specifically notified Wushuang City about the Immortal Palace Sword.

"Father, please forgive me. I hope that the sword I forged can fall into the hands of a true peerless swordsman, so that it will not be covered in dust and become famous throughout the world. Therefore, I notified the Eighth Prince of Beili," Wei Changshu explained.

"Elder Chengzhang, I came here to seek a sword master, not just a sword. The Water Moon Sword in my hand has been with me for many years, and I am used to using it. It is enough for me to..." Song Yanhui stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Water Moon Sword? ... Isn't it the Broken Water Sword?" Li Qiye muttered. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something and smiled.

"Song Yanhui from Wushuang City has come to take the sword. Anyone who wants to compete with me, please come on stage and try!" Song Yanhui shouted.

The four of the Eight Princes of Beili did not move, but Baili Dongjun walked up first, drunk, and almost fell down.

"May I ask your name?" Song Yan asked.

"My name...my surname...I am Baili Dongjun!" Baili Dongjun laughed and swung his fist like a drunken turtle.

"This is a sword test. Where is your sword?" Song Yanhui was a little dissatisfied. The man who came was a drunkard who looked like a human being. But he still asked patiently.

"Hey? Where's my sword?" Baili Dongjun realized that his hands were empty, just a pair of bare fists.

"Dong Jun, I'll lend you my sword. His sword is called Shui Yue, but I don't think it sounds good. It's better to call it Duan Shui!"

Li Qiye laughed loudly, waved his hand, and the Seven Star Sword flew out, flashing across the high platform like a star.

"Another Immortal Palace-level sword?!" Everyone was shocked

Although Li Qiye had attacked before, his sword was so fast that almost no one could see his sword clearly. But now everyone could see it clearly.

Moreover, when this sword was drawn, even the brilliance of the Unstained Dust was suppressed. It was clearly daytime, but the starlight could be seen.

"What a good sword! It seems to be even better than the Unstained Sword."

"It's sparkling, just like the stars, so beautiful." Baili Dongjun caught the sword that flew in front of him, feeling warm, and smiled foolishly.

He swung his sword vigorously, and immediately sword energy shot out from the sword, shaking all directions.

Seeing this, Old Master Cheng Yu's face turned pale and he shouted: "This is unfair, there is a sword intent hidden in his sword"

"You, Wushuang City, are not worthy of mentioning the word fairness. You don't even care about your face. If you have the ability, you can also give that disciple a sword with sword intent." Wen Hujiu snorted coldly and gave Li Qiye a thumbs up.

"Warm up the wine..." Old Master Cheng Yu was so angry that he broke the armrest of the chair he was sitting on. It was obvious how angry he was.

"This old man is really easy to get angry. Don't let him die of anger here. If he continues to blame Mingjian Villa for the sword, it will be bad." Li Qiye said slowly

"Boy, are you looking for death? Don't think that just because you have entered the realm of freedom, you can speak nonsense here!" Cheng Yu gave him a vicious look.

"Ouch, I'm so scared, the elder of Wushuang City is biting me, help!" Li Qiye pretended to be very scared, his voice was soft and sticky.

"Hahahaha... you are really amazing, Qiye" laughed wildly while drinking wine in the warm pot

Not only him, many people present were also holding back their laughter, but due to the power of Wushuang City, they did not laugh as loudly as Wenhujiu and other young masters.

"Qiye, you are not bad at talking, are you? You have learned a lot from me," Lei Mengsha said shamelessly.

"I didn't expect he had such an interesting side." Luo Yanlu, standing next to Luo Xuan, covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

"Boy, how dare you insult me!" Old Master Cheng Yu roared angrily, his beard fluttering in anger, and the whole table collapsed, with signs of a fight.

"Look, you are anxious again. I have said that people should stay at home when they are old. If you keep going like this, you will be angry to death sooner or later." Li Qiye said venomously again.

"Old man Cheng Yu, you should let the young people do the work of wandering around the world. You should stay at home and enjoy your retirement. Don't hang around outside all the time, or you might die outside and no one will collect your body." Wen Hujiu also spoke up and gave him a cold look.

At this moment, the two sides were like a powder keg, ready to explode, as if a fight was about to begin in the next second.

It was Wei Tinglu who stood up and acted as a peacemaker.

"Please forgive me, everyone. Please give me some face. We can talk about it after the sword test competition is over."

"Master Chengcheng, it's just a sword. The key lies in the person who uses it. Please believe me." Song Yanhui on the high platform also spoke at this time.

"Humph!" Old Master Cheng Yu snorted coldly and said nothing more.

"Wushuang City is not that good, but this disciple's character is really good," Wenhujiu commented, and Li Qiye nodded in agreement.

Song Yanhui is actually quite good, but he is too rigid and inflexible, and is eventually dragged down by Wushuang City.

Chapter 35 The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead

Baili Dongjun was half asleep and half awake. Even with the sword handed to him by Li Qiye, he still used the Three-Step Cicada to dodge when fighting with Song Yanhui, because he didn't even remember that he could use the sword.

"Draw your sword!" Song Yan shouted angrily. In his opinion, this was an insult. He used such a good sword, but he only knew how to dodge and didn't know how to fight back.

He swung the Water Moon Sword in a sword flower and attacked again, stabbing in an instant, but Baili Dongjun slid back and avoided it gracefully.

"Hiccup~ Great!"

"If you don't draw your sword, don't blame me for being rude."

Song Yanhui had been holding back and had not used any ruthless force. Otherwise, even with Baili Dongjun's excellent Qinggong, he would not have been able to dodge more than ten swords.

But no matter how good-tempered he is, there are times when he can't hold back.

"But I don't know how to use a sword?" Baili Dongjun stared at the sword in his hand in a daze.

"You... have gone too far!" Song Yanhui was completely enraged. His sword energy surged instantly, and he drew his sword a few points faster than before. He actually cut through Baili Dongjun's clothes with one sword.

"Xiao Baili!" Wenhujiu's expression froze, and he almost jumped up in shock.

"Since you are on the stage, you must be prepared to step down." Mr. Cheng Yu stroked his beard. In comparison, his mood suddenly became better.

"Do you know what will happen if he accepts it?" Wen Hujiu said coldly.

"Wushuang City is not afraid of Zhenxi Marquis Mansion!" Old Master Cheng Yu snorted coldly.

"You..." Wen Hujiu was about to say something, but was stopped by Li Qiye, who shook his head at him and pointed at Baili Dongjun on the stage.

Suddenly, Baili Dongjun closed his eyes, and then opened them suddenly.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal colliding made everyone's eyes widen. Baili Dongjun actually caught the fatal sword that Song Yan stabbed back.

"I remember now, I know swordsmanship." Baili Dongjun was excited and jumped for joy, and continued to swing his sword, each strike more skillfully than the last.

His sword was like a swimming dragon, his steps were like lotus flowers, and he was free and easy. This was like both swordplay and a gorgeous sword dance. In an instant, Song Yanhui was forced to retreat again and again, and he could only defend himself.

"Click"

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the sword in Song Yanhui's hand. It could no longer withstand the blows and broke into two pieces. The sword head fell to the ground.

"My Shuiyue Sword!" Song Yanhui was shocked. He looked at the sword that had accompanied him for many years in disbelief and saw it was broken. His heart went cold at this moment.

This time the Water Moon Sword really turned into the Broken Water Sword!

"This swordsmanship... How is it possible? Yan Hui!" Old Master Cheng Yu was shocked. It was his turn to be unable to sit still.

"When did this brat become so powerful? It's just that his swordsmanship..." Wen Hujiu was shocked at first, and then worried. He frowned.

At the same time, many people present were also surprised by this swordsmanship, especially the older generation of Jianghu, who couldn't help but tremble and say: "It really is the legendary swordsmanship - Western Chu Sword Song!"

Li Qiye was very calm. He had no idea about this swordsmanship. After all, he had swordsmanship of this level before. What was there to be surprised about? It would be better to look at the Broken Water Sword.

And under his operation, the Broken Water Sword was born many years in advance, so there was no need to wait for Xiao Hanyi to cut it off in the future.

Similar to him is Lei Mengsha, who has a confused look on his face, as if saying, "What are you crazy about? Isn't it just a pretty swordsmanship?"

"Wait, Xi Chu Jian Ge, could it be the swordsmanship of the man who fought against 9,000 Po Feng troops with one sword? Back then, he was known as the only swordsman who could rival Li Changsheng," Lei Mengsha realized belatedly.

Baili Dongjun is still dancing with the sword. This is no longer a duel, but his personal performance. He laughs loudly towards the sky, unrestrained and free.

"Hahaha, have fun!"

Song Yanhui was not a mean person. Although he was heartbroken when his sword broke, he did not attack again. He quietly left the platform and admired this peerless swordsmanship.