Invincible Divine Sword

Peng Zhigang saw that most of the guests had arrived, so he started the banquet.

He stood up and raised his glass, thanking everyone for coming, and spoke eloquently.

After sitting down with everyone, Peng Zhigang raised his glass again and smiled at Yang Xiaotian: "Young Master Yang has an unparalleled talent in swordsmanship. I, Peng Zhigang, admire you very much. Come, I'll toast you a glass."

In the past month, every time Yang Xiaotian comprehended the stone sword, he would watch from afar in the mansion.

It can be said that he is a super fan of Yang Xiaotian.

"You are too kind, Lord City Lord." Yang Xiaotian raised his glass and returned the greeting politely.

Deng Yichun hummed inwardly when he saw Peng Zhigang praising Yang Xiaotian's unparalleled talent in swordsmanship.

At this time, Luo Junpeng said: "Everyone, I don't know if you have heard that the mysterious alchemist sold 26 top-grade dragon and tiger elixirs to Fengyun Commercial Bank this time!"

"I heard about it a long time ago. I heard that even the surrounding countries were alarmed by this matter. Many super powers in the surrounding countries want to recruit this person, and even offer a sky-high price!" Hu Xing also exclaimed.

Peng Zhigang also sighed: "The appraiser of Fengyun Business said that these 26 top-grade Dragon and Tiger Spirit Pills were all refined this month. This person's medicine refining level is incredible!"

Everyone in the hall immediately talked about it.

Amazing.

Everyone was impressed.

Deng Yichun, Luo Junpeng and others came to Shenjian City because they heard about this.

It would be a great honor for them to meet and talk to such a terrifying alchemist.

"I heard that this person called himself Lord Long." Chen Zihan said with beautiful eyes: "This person may be a master of the dragon clan!"

"I also heard that this person may be a master of the dragon clan. He wears a dragon head mask, and his invisibility technique is extremely advanced. He can hide in the dark and disappear in the blink of an eye." Zhang Dong, the patriarch of the Zhang family in Shenjian City, said.

The Zhang family is one of the largest families in Shenjian City, and Zhang Dong is one of the masters in Shenjian City.

For a while, everyone was talking about the mysterious alchemist Lord Long.

Some even said that Lord Long was a master who had never appeared in the world.

Some said that Lord Long was an old man, because every time he spoke to Wen Jingyi, his voice was very hoarse, just like an old man.

Yang Xiaotian listened to the people around him talking, shook his head and smiled.

After three rounds of drinking.

Deng Yichun suddenly said: "Yang Xiaotian, I heard that your sword talent is rare in a thousand years. You are the first person in my Shenhai Kingdom in hundreds of years. Even Shi Jian of the Divine Sword Academy wants to comprehend it. Today, why don't you perform on stage and let us open our eyes."

Everyone put down their wine glasses.

The originally lively scene became quiet.

Performance?

Seeing Deng Yichun using a condescending tone to let him perform on stage, Yang Xiaotian said indifferently: "Who is your Excellency?"

Who is your Excellency?

Everyone was stunned.

Deng Yichun's face was a little ugly.

Luo Junpeng, the vice president of Yunhai College, said immediately: "This is Mr. Deng Yichun, the chief disciple of our Yunhui College. Mr. Deng Yichun is the direct disciple of Senior Wu Qi, one of the four great alchemists of our Shenhai Country."

"So he is the direct disciple of Senior Wu Qi, one of the four great alchemists of our Shenhai Country." Yang Xiaotian said: "So, Mr. Deng's alchemy skills are very high? I wonder if he can refine the best foundation-building spirit liquid. Why don't you come down and perform for us to open our eyes."

Deng Yichun almost choked.

Even his master couldn't guarantee that he could refine the best foundation-building spirit liquid 100% every time, let alone him.

At this time, Cheng Beibei, who couldn't stand Yang Xiaotian, couldn't help but say: "Yang Xiaotian, you sound like you can refine the best foundation-building spirit liquid. Let alone the best, I don't think you can even refine the inferior foundation-building spirit liquid."

Peng Zhi was about to speak when Cheng Beibei suddenly jumped up and landed in the center of the hall, then pointed her sword at Yang Xiaotian: "Yang Xiaotian, don't you claim to be unparalleled in swordsmanship? I want to learn swordsmanship from you."

Yang Xiaotian frowned.

"Why, don't you dare?" Cheng Beibei sneered: "You are an elder of the Sword Hall, don't you dare to accept the challenge of a first-year student like me?"

"Don't you dare?" Yang Xiaotian said: "Today is the birthday banquet of City Lord Peng, I'm afraid that I will beat you to vomit blood and dirty the hall."

Cheng Beibei was furious when he heard it, no longer concealing his breath, and his innate true qi was circulating.

"Innate realm!"

"Her Highness the Fourth Princess has broken through the innate realm."

"Her Highness the Fourth Princess has just turned ten years old, fourteen years old innate, amazing talent."

In the hall, there was a burst of exclamation.

At this time, Cheng Beibei suddenly thrust a sword at Yang Xiaotian who was sitting on the seat: "Yang Xiaotian, take my Xiantian sword." Her sword flower shook, and it was brilliant.

After breaking through the Xiantian, Cheng Beibei's strength soared.

This sword technique was the Xiantian sword technique she had just learned.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

She was confident that this sword would defeat Yang Xiaotian.

Soon, Cheng Beibei's sword stabbed in front of Yang Xiaotian's face.

If Yang Xiaotian was stabbed by her sword, his face would definitely be stabbed with a hole.

Peng Zhigang was about to stop him, but suddenly, Yang Xiaotian, who was sitting, raised his hand and clamped the tip of Cheng Beibei's sword with two fingers.

Everyone was stunned.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian jumped up and kicked out.

"Be careful!" Chen Zihan saw this, her pretty face changed, and she shouted anxiously.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Cheng Beibei kicked out by Yang Xiaotian again.

The sword was thrown out with it.

Cheng Beibei fell heavily in the middle of the hall, and blood spurted out of her mouth.

"Your Highness!"

"Beibei!"

Chen Zihan and Cheng Beibei's guards rushed out.

Everyone was stunned.

Obviously, no one expected Cheng Beibei to be kicked away.

Although Yang Xiaotian's talent in swordsmanship was amazing, swordsmanship talent was one thing and strength was another. Yang Xiaotian had just been practicing for a short time, but Cheng Beibei, who was in the innate realm, couldn't withstand a single move from him.

Even Peng Zhigang was surprised.

Just now, Yang Xiaotian made a move, and it was obviously the tenth level of acquired strength, but Cheng Beibei was still kicked away.

"City Lord Peng, I'm sorry, I made the hall dirty." Yang Xiaotian said to Peng Zhigang.

Peng Zhi was about to speak when Chen Zihan, who had checked Cheng Beibei's injuries, pointed at Yang Xiaotian angrily: "Yang Xiaotian, you are a boy and you actually bully a girl. What kind of ability is that!"

"If you have the ability, you can compete with me in refining medicine!"

Yang Xiaotian looked at Chen Zihan coldly. It was Cheng Beibei who started it first. He couldn't just sit there and let the other party stab a hole in his face without taking action, right?

When Yang Xiaotian heard Chen Zihan say that she wanted to compete with him in refining medicine, his face looked a little unnatural: "You want to compete with me in refining medicine?"

"Yes!" Chen Zihan sneered: "Don't you dare? That's right, you probably can't even recognize all the medicines. I heard from Beibei before that you pretended to be the pharmacist of our pharmacist hall. Is that true?"