"Bang" sound,
Situ Mingshuang poured all the pot of wine into his belly.
She threw her jade hand and the wine bottle fell to the ground and shattered.
Situ Mingshuang looked at Feng Lingfeng coldly, with two traces of tears remaining on her cheeks.
Ding Xiaoyi felt equally uncomfortable when he looked at the unparalleled Master of Xuanshuang Peak.
It's just that it's hard for him to say anything.
The wine in his hand was not finished yet, so he had to raise his head and drink.
"Gudong" sound,
Feng Lingfeng lifted the wine bottle and opened his mouth to take a sip.
The wine turned into a stream and poured down his throat.
After drinking for a while, there was no trace of wine left in the jug.
There was a bitter look on his face, and he looked at the cold and beautiful woman with complex eyes.
In the end, he remained silent.
Even though Situ Mingshuang's face was as cold as frost, he still had no words.
"Yes, it's just a Xuanshuang Peak, it doesn't mean anything."
Qing Yi Lao sat quietly aside and said to Ding Xiaoyi coldly.
Ding Xiaoyi smiled casually and said:
"Senior Ye, don't think that there is only Master Xuanshuang. All the peak masters of Jiange should be here soon, and so should the headmaster."
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, several sounds passing through the air reached everyone's ears.
I saw several figures tearing through the night and coming with majestic aura.
The sword intent around them tore through the night, turning into sharp edges and rushing towards them.
The leader was Ye Ran, the master of the Jiange Pavilion. He led the other peak masters of the Jiange Pavilion to the unknown wine shop.
A group of people landed steadily in the courtyard of the unknown wine shop, and then filed in.
"You are becoming more and more promising, and you actually colluded with outsiders to deal with me."
The old man in green had a sarcastic smile on his lips, and he said disdainfully to the headmaster of Jiange.
The headmaster of Jiange just narrowed his eyes slightly.
He looked at the motionless old man in green, with a bitter expression on his face.
"The younger generation Ye Ran has met the ancestor",
The headmaster of Jiange bowed to Ye Jiantang respectfully and said.
"Well, you, a junior, are incompetent and have made the sword pavilion a mess, but there is no need for the sword pavilion to exist anymore."
Ye Jiantang waved his hands and said domineeringly.
The other peak masters looked at the legendary ancestor of the Ye family with complicated eyes.
They saluted the ancestor of the Ye family.
Ye Jiantang just waved his hand perfunctorily,
He looked at these Jiange juniors coldly and ignored them.
"You have tried so hard to find my ancestor, and today you have your wish."
Ye Jiantang looked at the master of Jiange and said quietly.
"You're supposed to be dead, why haven't you left yet? It's worse to die than to live like this."
The headmaster of Jiange just raised his eyes slightly and said to the ancestor of the Ye family without fear.
Hearing the inexplicable words of Jiange Headmaster, the expression of the ancestor of the Ye family changed slightly.
The two of them seemed to be playing charades, and no one could understand the meaning of their words.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of meeting the figure in green in the Heroes Building.
Now listening to the words of Jiange Headmaster, he finally understood.
In fact, the ancestor of the Ye family should have died, but for some unknown reason he did not die.
The old man in green clothes in the Heroes Building should be the body of the ancestor of the Ye family.
Han Yuexing must also be dead, because the spiritual tablet in the Heroes Building is correct.
Then the ones who are at fault are the living Han Yuexing and the ancestor of the Ye family.
Why the two dead swordsmen were alive again made Ding Xiaoyi very confused.
Listen to the words of the master of Jiange,
Mr. Ye
The ancestor was a dead person, but why is he still alive now?
"Death? What a joke. When did I die? Didn't I live well?"
Ye Jiantang stretched his limbs and said to the headmaster of Jiange.
"Go get some more pots of red ant spring",
Sword Ge Headmaster ordered to Lao Jiu on the side.
His tone was casual and natural. It was obviously not the first time he came to this unknown wine shop.
"Ancestor, after devouring the sword pavilion's luck for such a long time, it should be almost done!"
The headmaster of Jiange looked at the Ye family ancestor opposite him coldly, and he sat directly next to Ding Xiaoyi.
The headmaster of Jiange pushed Ding Xiaoyi aside, but seemed to ignore Ding Xiaoyi's angry protests.
Ding Xiaoyi discovered that the headmaster looked very much like the ancestor of the Ye family. It was as if the two of them were carved from the same mold.
"What, do you want to destroy your ancestors?"
Ye Jiantang raised his cold eyes and spoke to the headmaster of Jiange in an extremely domineering manner.
"Naturally, the younger generation will not bully the master and destroy the ancestors. Just for the sake of the sword pavilion to continue, the younger generation has no choice but to save the ancestors and enter reincarnation."
There was a bitter look on the face of the headmaster Ye Ran, and he said to the unparalleled ancestor of the Ye family.
"Just because of you, the masters of the seven peaks are getting worse and worse. There is nothing like my ancestor's grace at that time. I think back then, when our sword pavilion was famous all over the country, which sect would not bow down to my sword pavilion."
"As for you, you still want to be submissive in front of an imperial power. You are simply losing the dignity of my sword pavilion."
The ancestor of the Ye family taught Jiange Zhang a lesson and reprimanded,
The supreme sword domain around him surged like a tidal wave.
The power of the sword domain is indestructible,
Everyone just felt like the invisible mountains were crushing towards them, making them unable to breathe.
When the peak masters heard the mocking words of the ancestor of the Ye family, their faces showed angry expressions.
The headmaster just waved his hand, and the peak masters remained silent.
"Ancestor, the younger generation Ye Ran invites the ancestor to die this time. I don't know if the ancestor can agree."
Headmaster Ye Ran also exuded a powerful momentum, and he looked at his ancestor with bright eyes.
After hearing Ye Ran's unparalleled and powerful voice, Ye Jiantang's pupils shrank into sharp points.
"Here comes the wine",
Lao Jiu had several pots stacked in his hand
Drinking wine, he hurriedly came to the side of everyone.
The headmaster just nodded slightly, and Lao Jiu distributed all the wine bottles in his hands to everyone.
The headmaster drank the pot of wine first and then threw the pot on the ground.
The peak masters also drank the wine in the jug and then dropped the jug on the ground.
This unknown wine shop is filled with a strong aroma of wine.
The headmaster stood up and said to the old tyrant of the Ye family, "Please return to heaven, my unworthy descendant Ye Ran."
As Ye Ran's voice sounded,
Suddenly there was a strong wind above the endless night sky, and dark clouds rolled in.
There were lightning and thunder among the dark clouds, and bursts of thunder resounded throughout the night.
"Hahahaha, you really overestimate your capabilities. Tonight I will let you see the power of the true spirit."
The ancestor of the Ye family laughed wildly several times and spread his fingers.
The red ant spring wine in the flask poured into his throat like a whale.
His body turned into a bunch of afterimages, and the afterimages gradually disappeared.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but frown when he saw the mysterious methods of the ancestor of the Ye family.
He was about to get up and rush out of the restaurant, but a strong hand held him down.
"You'd better stay, I hope you won't disappoint us."
There was a hint of approval in the eyes of the Jiange Headmaster.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, as if the master was leaving his last words.
"Why?" Ding Xiaoyi asked puzzledly.
Why can't he participate in the battle? Does the ancestor of the Ye family have any backup plans?
"The luck of the sword pavilion has long been swallowed up by my Ye family ancestor. If you win the sword head of this genius sword competition, you will be the next sword pavilion master. This is your fate and your responsibility."
The headmaster exerted a slight force on his palms, and Ding Xiaoyi sat down on the same spot again dejectedly.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Ran's face.
Then his body turned into little stars, and he just disappeared.
"Why?"
Ding Xiaoyi shouted towards the disappearing starlight, but what he received in response was endless silence.
The seven Sword and Sword Pavilion Peak Masters looked at Ding Xiaoyi with complicated eyes.
They did not answer Ding Xiaoyi,
They were motionless, like clay sculptures.
The seven sword pavilion peak masters showed a tragic expression on their faces. They may already know the ending.
"Boom" sound,
There was a sound from the outside world,
Following the sound of the city shaking, the silence outside returned again.
Even the roaring thunder seemed to have disappeared.
The surroundings once again returned to calm,
The seven figures were motionless, as motionless as the clay sculptures.
"Where is the headmaster? Is he dead?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked Situ Mingshuang,
He couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of the battle. Could it be over so soon?
