Huaqing Pool.
The two harps sing in harmony, the sound of the harp is clanging, and the sound of killing is like thousands of troops galloping, stirring people's hearts.
The sound of Yue Ru's zither came at such an opportune moment, so I told him to play quickly, I'm waiting.
No wonder Le Ru was anxious, none of the melon eaters present wanted to see the excitement.
The Sword God Wen Renshi was a legend that was once famous throughout the Kyushu.
Fight, fight!
Everyone was watching. At the long table, Wenren Yuexiu was holding a glass in his hand. He didn't drink or put it down. He even refused the Fourth Prince's invitation to compete.
Mu Bai saw the Wenren girl in front of him looking helpless, and subconsciously looked at someone beside him.
People around, watching the fun, were also a little anxious, should they fight?
"It's okay to have discussions, but His Highness certainly can't do it himself."
On the machine chair, Li Ziye said calmly, "Let's find someone else."
When Mu Bai heard this, he subconsciously looked at King Wu'an behind him, and quickly rejected his idea.
Uncle Sixth Emperor has injuries on his body, and they are not serious. He must not be able to survive.
Behind him, Mu Wuan saw the eyes of His Highness the Fourth and remained silent.
If he hadn't been seriously injured, he really wanted to try for himself how much this sword god's lineage weighed.
Not far away, beside Queen Bai Di, Tantai Jingyue looked at the farce in front of her, silently watching the fun quietly.
Although there were many people at the banquet, there were not many who were qualified to fight against Wen Renshi.
The fourth prince of Dashang is now responsible for supervising the country, and his status is equivalent to that of half an emperor. No one dares to let him take action.
King Wu'an?
He had just been seriously injured by that guy Li Ziye. It would be great to come to the banquet, but he still had the strength to fight against Wen Renshi.
Confucianism?
It depends on someone's arrangements. At present, it doesn't seem to be the case.
Then there is only one person left.
Thinking of this, Tantai Jingyue looked at the edge of Huaqing Pool, a middle-aged man who was far away from everyone.
The first enshrinement of the royal family, the three-foot sword!
Sure enough, in front of the long table, several people, including Mu Bai and Mu Wu'an, focused their eyes on the three-foot sword.
The reputation of the lineage of sword gods is too great. In the ordinary five realms, it is estimated that they will be defeated in a few moves. The only people who can spar with them are the three-foot swords at the level of sword immortals in the world.
Just when everyone was looking for an opponent to compete with Wen Ren Yuexiu, not far away, the sound of Yue Ru's piano became more and more urgent, and the sound was deafening, as if he was trying to force people to climb up the mountain.
At the adjacent table, Ye Xuanji sat there silently, with very little vision and hearing left. She could barely see and could only listen to the piano.
As for taste and smell, they have completely disappeared.
The secret technique is about to be perfected, and the five senses are dissipating day after day.
"Learn at night."
On the side, the bald Danru walked up, handed over two pills, and said seriously, "Try these two pills, I just refined them last night, they may be useful."
"Um."
Ye Xuanji nodded lightly, took the elixir and drank it directly without asking any questions.
"Leru, why haven't they fought yet?"
Danru looked at the people at the long table in front and asked.
"have no idea."
Le Ru said while playing the piano, "Didn't you see that I am urging you?"
As he spoke, Le Ru's voice became a little more urgent, as if to say, "Do you want to play or not? I've been playing the piano for a long time!"
Around the long table, the literati and dignitaries who were waiting to watch the excitement were affected by the sound of the piano and began to feel impatient.
"Sword offering."
In front of the long table, Mu Wuan spoke up and reminded, "You and Miss Wenren should compete with each other for a few moves."
"yes."
The royal family members ordered, and the three-foot sword on the edge of Huaqing Pool responded and stepped forward.
"Yuexiu girl."
Li Ziye saw this and smiled, "Don't lose."
"Without diamonds, how dare you take on the porcelain work? Isn't this what Mr. Li said?"
Wenren Yuexiu replied, put down the glass in his hand that he had long wanted to throw away, and walked towards the empty space in front of him.
She's just a swordsman, but she's a master of swordsmanship!
"Everyone, everyone."
Just when the two were about to start fighting, Shuru walked over quickly and said, "Wait a minute."
When everyone around them saw this, their hearts tightened, thinking that the Confucian sect was going to stop this discussion.
The atmosphere has reached this point. It would be too disappointing if they were not allowed to fight.
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, the scholar stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "The sword has no eyes, so as not to hurt everyone when the two of them are sparring. I will set up a magic circle first. It will be done soon, so as not to ruin everyone's elegance." "
After saying that, the scholar took a bunch of talismans and started working. This one and that one were posted everywhere.
Seeing this, the surrounding guests all breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not just about stopping fights.
"Master Li."
In front of the long table, Murong looked at the two people in front of him who were about to take action, and asked in confusion, "How could that Miss Wenren be the opponent of Sword Enshrinement? There is a huge difference in their training time."
"Not much different."
Li Ziye explained, "Today is different from the past. With the earth changing and the warriors' cultivation progressing rapidly, if the older generation continues to stand still, they will soon be overtaken by the younger generation, or even surpassed."
"However, the sword worshiper has the strength of a human sword immortal."
Murong Zhengse said, "It is different from other great practitioners of the Five Realms."
"Same."
Li Ziye smiled and responded, "Your Highness, you will know what the God of Swords is when you read it. There are so many warriors who use swords in the world. For thousands of years, there are countless others. Why is it that only the Wenren family is called the sword god?" God, and there is also a century-old Wenren clan, a generation of one-sword god, praised, there must be some truth in this."
No matter Li Taibai's Sword God or Wen Renshi's Sword God, they were not given by others, but were made by oneself.
Under the gaze of everyone, in front of the scholar, after setting up the magic circle, he left knowingly and gave the spotlight to the two people who were about to start fighting.
The sword fairy fights the sword god, this is a pre-arranged warm-up drama.
"please."
In the magic circle, I heard someone approaching with a three-foot sword and a more handsome figure. He gave a polite salute, showing the demeanor of a peerless strong man.
The next moment, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone in the eyes, one sword after another, which was breathtaking.
"Ye Jiaoxi, who do you think can win between the two of them?" Not far away, Danru asked.
"Between brothers."
Ye Xuanji said calmly, "It seems that the three-foot sword is stronger, but in martial arts competitions, the winner is always stronger, not the stronger."
The two of them had just finished speaking. In the battle ahead, the three-foot sword and Wenren Yuexiu moved at the same time. Their swords clashed and their fighting intentions clashed.
"Rong Rong."
Seeing the two of them fighting, Leru gave a soft drink, played the piano with both hands, and like a phantom, the sound of killing caused a huge wave, and even the water in Huaqing Pool surged with it.
Next to him, Wan Rongrong was calming down, playing the piano in harmony, the seven strings moving together, and the ancient sounds reappeared in the world.
(PS: Soon!)
