The Nascent Soul-level sword energy erupting from the top of the mountain was so terrifying that it was difficult for guests attending the Breakthrough Banquet not to notice.
So these people each used their magical powers to reach the top of the mountain and float in the night sky.
Looking up, the mortals in the square were like wheat, falling to their knees.
The guests then looked towards the mountain steps.
Mr. Daqian Xiyue Mountain Monarch was casting defensive spells at this time, his face was red and ferocious, and it was obvious at a glance that his power was inexhaustible.
And what caused him to look like this now was actually a withered yellow wicker stick.
The wicker stick was like a sword, slashing at Lord Tiger's yellow light shield. Many cracks had appeared in the light shield.
Behind the wicker stood a young man in a white robe, holding a little dark-skinned girl.
The girl looked angry and the young man looked expressionless.
At this time, someone shouted,
"No! Mr. Loushan can't hold on any longer!"
"Go and help Mr. Tiger!"
Someone joined the battle, landed behind Lou Yichuan, and cast defensive spells, providing help in times of need.
But most people made no move and remained suspended in the air, assessing the situation.
Those who can participate in this breaking banquet are all prominent figures in Daqian Kingdom.
They are not fools. The guests are all weighing whether it is worth taking action now.
Xiyue Mountain Monarch's favor is important, but how can someone make Lou Yichuan so embarrassed?
And at this time, someone said with an unconfident tone: "This wicker seems a bit like..."
Speaking of this, the voice of the speaker was trembling, "It looks a bit like Zheliu, one of the ten famous swords!"
As soon as these words came out, the guests were all shocked!
"???!!!"
"Isn't the broken willow tree in the hands of Senior Sword Immortal?"
"Did these two people steal Shen Jianxian's weapon?"
"You idiot, have you gone crazy after drinking? Who in the world can steal something from Senior Sword Immortal? I guess this wicker must have some connection with the broken willow."
"In other words, they may know Senior Shen?"
The monk who was called a fool also analyzed something. He looked at the quick-thinking Confucian monk beside him and admired him very much. "Fortunately, you reminded me. I almost helped Lord Loushan."
And the Confucian monk was still analyzing: "It is very possible that they are the descendants of Shen Jianxian! Even the descendants are not certain!"
The successor of the Sword Immortal on the Semi-Saint List?
In the night sky, other guests' hearts were filled with waves, and some people's eyes were rolling around, already thinking about whether to help.
Naturally, it was not Mr. Loushan who helped, but the young man in white robe.
If you can accept a favor from the other party, wouldn't it be equivalent to establishing a relationship with Senior Sword Immortal?
People's minds are active and they are thinking about the most appropriate way to join the battle.
Among the guests, Liu Jiangyan was so beautiful that his eyes widened.
That’s right! That’s absolutely right! It was none other than Senior Yi from Maiyue Mansion who was so powerful that he could win over the world!
Liu Jiang Yanxiang's lips were slightly opened, and he clenched his fists. All the muscles in his body were tense, and his surprise was beyond words.
Without thinking too much, she fell down and came to Yi Ning's side. She tried to keep her voice soft, but she still couldn't hide her ecstasy: "Senior Yi, you are actually here!"
Then, Liu Jiangyan saw Senior Yi looking at him, smiled and nodded: "Empress Liu?"
"Senior Yi, just call me Jiang Yan."
Liu Jiangyan gave a blessing, "When we woke up that day, our seniors were gone. It was really a big regret for a few of us, especially Brother Xin. He was talking about you every day, saying that it was your kindness to be reborn, but there was nothing we could do to repay you. "
"Something happened that day and I had to leave. I'm sorry." Yi Ning apologized.
Liu Jiangyan wanted to say something to make the relationship closer, but the sound of broken objects was heard from the other side.
"Crack!"
It turned out that the defensive light shield containing the destiny of the country was shattered by the sword energy.
The remaining defensive spells were also in danger. Only after other monks joined in the rescue did they realize how terrifying this sword energy was.
When Liu Jiangyan saw this, he still couldn't bear it and said to Yi Ning: "Senior, this Xiyue Mountain Lord is not a bad person. Is there some misunderstanding? Do you want to stop and communicate again?"
Yi Ning turned his head and glanced at the little golden man hiding in his robe, and said helplessly: "There is indeed a misunderstanding, but it's not me who wants to take action."
After understanding what he meant, Liu Jiangyan hurriedly shouted to the other side: "This person is a senior I know. He is definitely not an evil person. There is some misunderstanding here. Mr. Loushan, why don't we stop here?"
Lou Yichuan and others did not answer, not because they didn't want to talk, but because they had no time to be distracted.
They were all red-faced and focused entirely on casting spells. The sword energy had already locked them in, and it was too late to use escape techniques at this time.
Yi Ning also discovered this: "Money, stop."
After saying this, Willow Money swung its branches downwards with all his strength, breaking through all the defensive formations of the people on the opposite side. It seemed that this would make him feel better.
Then, the willow leaves floated up and struck at Lou Yichuan and others. The sword energy almost touched their faces, made a sharp turn of ninety degrees, and then flew to the sky, cutting through the night.
In the square, the surge of mana disappeared.
The money returned and was inserted back into Tong Qian's waist, and the willow branches swayed, as if asking for credit.
Lou Yichuan and the others who escaped from the tiger's mouth felt less stressed and their faces turned from red to white. Finally, they vomited a mouthful of blood and felt better. Fortunately, they were only slightly injured.
The guests in the sky were stunned. The killing power of Yuanying Sword Cultivator had only been heard before, but now it was terrifying to see it.
What they didn't expect the most was that when the willow tree returned to its position, it turned out that the sword energy was not from the man in white, but from the doll they had ignored.
Everyone's attention shifted from Yi Ning to Tong Qian, looking at him to see something.
Powerful people fear power but do not possess morality.
The bigger the fist, the easier it will be to explain the truth.
I don't know if he was cut off by the sword energy or if he really calmed down.
Lou Yichuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, and bowed with his hands, but the person he bowed to was Tong Qian: "Daqian Xiyue Mountain Lord Lou Yichuan has met Taoist friend."
Tong Qian had never heard of it and was wagging his fingers and playing with money.
Generally speaking, except for the upper five realms, each of which is as different as the abyss, if the monks in the lower five realms and the middle five realms are both one of the five realms, the cave mansion realm can also be called the Nascent Soul realm as Taoist friends.
Therefore, it was not an exaggeration for Lou Yichuan to call Tong Qian a Taoist friend at first, even if he could not figure out why he was the foreign minister of a bronze-skin warrior.
It's just that Tongqian's attitude seems to be dissatisfied.
Lou Yichuan gritted his teeth and saluted again: "Lou Yichuan, I have met my senior."
Tong Qian still didn't respond.
The Xiyue Mountain Monarch was a little anxious. He still wanted to save some face. It was impossible for him to kneel down in front of so many guests, but he was really afraid of the sword energy from before.
All schools of thought agree on one thing, sword cultivators are unreasonable, and now that they have encountered it, Lou Yichuan can only say that he understands it deeply.
Just when he was hesitating, Yi Ning spoke: "My disciple is deaf. If you have anything to talk to me about, it was indeed a misunderstanding before."
Disciple! ?
In one sentence, Lou Yichuan was immediately stunned, and the theater guests were also confused.
"Isn't this girl the apprentice of Senior Sword Immortal?"
"Then where did she get that handful of wicker?"
"Apprentice? Why should this man in white robe be the master of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator?"
Then, when Liu Jiangyan followed up, everyone's souls were frightened away.
"Jun Lou Shan, this senior's surname is Yi. You can indeed discuss this matter with him."
"But I think that as a monk in the upper five realms, Senior Yi should not covet your things. There must be some misunderstanding."
