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The sword is raging, and the sword wind is shooting like a madman appears in the restaurant.

No matter who, a duel with a third party present is not a duel that meets the sky and is in line with the timely manner. What's more, the two people in the restaurant fighting sword are rare strong people who can enter the top five when they are in the sword path.

After the Thousand Tribulations of the Heavenly Sword, I don’t know how many years I hope to have the honor of meeting this chess and opponents before becoming a saint. Before Luo Changfeng returned to the city, he longed to be transcendent and not be affected by anyone or anything, and truly Fighting snow in northern autumn.

The same is true for Beixue Villa, which is famous for its fast knife.

He had hidden his identity in Xuezhong's sword cultivation for nearly a hundred years. After the sword path was completed, he did not hesitate to leave Beixue Villa and enter this Fengxue Silver City, in order to find an opponent worthy of Nanlouyue's battle.

In the ten years of the Holy Hidden, there is no saint in the world.

This opponent, besides the Lord of Fengxue Yin City, who else is more suitable than the Sky Sword?

His realm reached its peak, and just as he was about to shoot his sword, Jiang Manlou broke in.

Qiu Beixue looked at the old man with crane hair opposite him with some regret, and the two of them simultaneously restrained their sharp sword intentions.

With a sigh, the broken restaurant returned to peace.

Jiang Manlou, who had experienced the experience of his life after the disaster, dispersed his body-protecting spiritual energy, habitually patted the dust on his body, and glanced around him with a rough look.

He walked to the shopkeeper's counter and picked up a jar of unopened wines. Jiang Manlou, who had tasted all kinds of delicacies and delicious wines, came forward and sniffed them. He was the most popular aged daughter Hong in Fengxue Yincheng.

Jiang Manlou held his daughter Hong into his seat.

After leaving the academy, the Lord of Tibing, who had only poured wine for the young lady by the pillow, was just right in front of the two seniors. He took three big bowls and opened the mud, and the wine was fragrant.

"The two seniors are the best people, and they have the Lord of Transformation. The battle of killing the rampant man with one sword and one sword will be seen by people in the world, which will really damage their reputation."

Jiang Manlou poured three bowls of wine and took the lead in drinking a bowl to show respect.

The old man with crane hair stroked his beard and looked at the youngest head of the Jiang family in history with a smile: "I want to ask for advice. According to the mountain master's intention, how to fight is not considered a loss of reputation?"

Qiu Beixue also looked at Jiang Manlou with curiosity.

Jiang Manlou poured himself a bowl of wine again: "I have an idea."

Qiu Beixue reached out to ask, "It's okay if you say it."

Jiang Manlou respectfully clasped his fists to the two seniors, so Lingwei came up to the tower with some tables and chairs fragments.

Jiang Manlou picked up a square wood with neat cuts at the break: "Please look, two seniors."

Qiu Beixue frowned: "Blade mark?"

Tiandao also nodded: "It's the intention of the sword!"

Jiang Manlou smiled and said, "The remaining knife intention at this break comes from a bamboo knife, and this bamboo knife is hidden in the secret place of Fengxue Yincheng. The two seniors can find it if they can be found based on the remaining weak knife intention. The bamboo knife in the city was the first to cut it off..."

Qiu Beixue said: "What's the difficulty?"

"Senior Qiu, please listen to me finish my words."

Jiang Manlou smiled slightly at the corner of his eyes: "For the two seniors, it is certainly not difficult to find a knife and cut a knife. But if you add some conditions to this..."

Qiu Beixue said: "What conditions?"

Jiang Manlou said seriously: "During the competition, the two should sit upright here and keep pace. The time is set within a stick of incense. Whoever finds the bamboo knife first and then breaks it will be considered who will win this battle."

The restaurant is silent.

After Jiang Manlou finished speaking, his eyes stared at the bowl of wine in front of him in a daze.

What he was going to say was finished.

He believed that he had expressed the rules and gameplay of the competition clearly, so he had to wait.

Like An Hongdou, he didn't know whether Luo Changfeng could rescue the Thirteenth child with such a plan, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no other way.

This is a try.

There are many things in life that cannot be chosen, so it is not impossible to give it a try.

The silence in the restaurant did not last long.

Jiang Manlou suddenly looked up.

The two seniors picked up the wine bowl at the same time.

"please."

"please."

...

The moment the wine bowls collided, the light of the Daoguang started from the contact point between the two bowls, one in the south and one in the north.

The light penetrated the wine bowl in my hand, and the wine overflowed through the two holes.

Jiang Manlou, who was almost penetrated by his body, reacted very quickly and suddenly turned sideways, then watched the light pass by his shoulders in a daze.

The light shot out of the restaurant.

Looking down from the wind and snowy sky, the restaurant that was extremely cold was instantly penetrated by a cold light that broke out from its body. The light seemed to connect the horizon between the sky and the sea, constantly following the north-south direction of Fengxue Yincheng.

It stretches out to the edge of Fengxue Silver City.

In this way, the magnificent city was divided into two halves by cold light.

It is like a circle, and the light is the longest straight line from south to north in the circle.

The sudden vision of the sky immediately attracted countless incredible gazes in Fengxue Yin City. Even the people who looked at the new list of Tianque outside the Yin City were attracted by this strange light from north to south. Nangong Jiu and Du Fu Er

People also looked up at the distance.

I saw a crescent moon strangely rising in the depths of the sky on the west half of the light. The crescent moon quietly floated onto the tops of the silver tree, and then the west half of the silver city began to be swallowed and rendered by the night sky bit by bit.

In this way, half of Fengxue Silver City ushered in a dark night without seeing your fingers.

In the dark night, there is only a curved cold moon hanging high on the branches of silver willows.

Under the cold moon, the figure of the building is reflected.

The countless people in the east of the light were stunned by the vision in front of them. Before they could express their fear and confusion in their hearts, they heard a knife sound.

In the eastern half of Silver City, everyone heard the sound of the knife.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of Yan Lingwei's swords in his hands were whispered, and the people watching around the rivers and lakes were trembling with their swords. Even the crutches, two broken swords, and Zhu Yan's blood were all

Uncontrollable trembling.

For a moment, there were countless knives in Fengxue Yincheng, and all the knives kept roaring.

Smile with one knife!

Thousands of swords!

These thousands of swords seem to be surrendering the sound of the sword, and shouting long live to the sound of the sky sword!

...

Two sword masters in the restaurant drank all the wine in the bowl.

"please."

"please."

Two more words of request blurted out.

A middle-aged man from Beixue Villa, Qiu Beixue's palm, flew out with a silvery moon in his palm, instantly expanding into a moon wheel as high as a human body.

The cold and cold moon wheel rotates around the snow in the north of autumn, as if acting coquettishly towards the master, which is extremely spiritual.

Qiu Beixue slowly closed her eyes, and then a light green soul wandered out of her body. After wandering around the remaining knife intent several times, the soul wandered into the lonely moon wheel.

The snow in the north of autumn is guided by the moon in the south building, and the moon roars out, flying towards the half of the wind and snow silver city where night falls...

The old man with crane hair stroked his white beard and nodded secretly.

In his opinion, it was only a matter of time to find the corresponding bamboo knife with the memory of the remaining sword intentions of the soul.

Qiu Beixue has already produced a knife.

The old man with crane hair could not hold back.

If the Nanlou Yue is the sword of the star and the moon, then the sword of the sky is the sword of the king and the minister.

The Heavenly Sword is your king.

Wandao is the minister.

The old man with crane hair calmly said two words: "The sword comes."

The sky knife called out the knife.

A knife came from the silent sword mountain thousands of miles away from the forbidden area of ​​the forbidden family.