Marquis of Grand Xia

The sword pavilion, the Promise feast on the sword will open, the eight parties will gather, and the stream of light flashes across, swept toward the direction of the pavilion.

In the small courtyard in the distance, Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen walked out and walked forward together.

The world talks about swords, the banquet of the Promise, and now it is coming again.

In the Pavilion of the Pavilion, rows of wine tables are arranged, and at the top, the three pavilions of the Pavilion of the Pavilion walk out one by one, with a strong and unusual atmosphere, which is shocking.

Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen joined the banquet, and the two sword attendants stepped forward, giving Yingli a courtesy, and respectfully invited the sword.

Taishi and Fengming surrendered, Daomen Mingfeng and Beiqi Artifacts appeared, and they were placed on the judging platform, highlighting the world famous swords.

On the main seat, the three pavilions of the sword pavilion were seated, and everyone stood up and politely saluted.

"Please sit down"

In the middle of the main seat, Mei Wuhen opened his mouth and smiled.

Everyone thanked and sat down one after another.

"Invite everyone to come today. The purpose must be known to everyone. The Promise feast on the sword has always only been the strongest sword in the world. Everyone is a master of the sword in the major stars. You should all want to know whether your own sword can The world dominates "Mei Wuhen said.

Under the seat, the strongmen from the major star regions silently tasted wine. The words of the master of the sword pavilion are correct. They have learned the sword for hundreds of years, and no one wants to prove their sword.

"Everyone knows the rules of the Promise Banquet on the Sword. Today, the famous sword reviews, taking 20 of the top 20, will be watching the sword ceremony of Wujian Pavilion for half a day, and can be promoted to the sword of tomorrow." Trace continued.

Everyone heard the words, looked at each other, shocked and concealed, the sword code, the sword pavilion of the supreme sword pavilion, rumor was created by a fourth-level powerful person, very powerful, if you can cultivate to the highest level, you can set foot on the world's strongest The dream of the fourth realm.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen looked at the expressions of everyone below, the smile on his face remained unchanged, quietly waiting for everyone to calm down.

Aside, the look of Shui Wuyue in a purple dress is still cold and abnormal. Only when the eyes swept over the Fengming sword on the evaluation platform, there was a slight change.

On the other side, Jing flawless sat there quietly, and the gentle watery temperament attracted many strong people to look at it.

The three patriarchs of the sword pavilion have their own strengths, and the pavilion patriarch Yongronghuagui is undoubtedly the strongest person among the three patriarchs.

And the second pavilion master Shui Wuyue, although her face is beautiful and unparalleled, her temperament is very cold, she rarely speaks, and will not smile to anyone, making people dare not come close.

The three pavilions are clean and flawless, but they are the most touching people among the three pavilions. The temperament is gentle, and the gauze covering the face is also difficult to hide the peerless style, which is the most eye-catching.

During the banquet, after a short restlessness, a strong man gradually calmed down and looked at the three cabinet masters on the main seat. This time, it was no longer as indifferent as before.

In the third row of seats, Ning Chen quietly drank the wine in the glass, the calm look, no change from the beginning to the end, it seemed not to be moved by the words of the master of the sword pavilion.

Beside, Lin Yuzhen looked at Shui Wuyue on the main seat and her eyes narrowed slightly. She always felt that the second pavilion master of the Jiangge seemed to care about Fengmingjian very much.

"If you have no objections, then the Promise Banquet on the Sword will now begin." Mei Wuhen said on the main seat.

"slow"

At this moment, the first person in the seat, a white man opened his mouth, said lightly, "The sword is infinite feast, the world talks about swords, I think, the sword pavilion will not hide it, I heard that there are several swords in the sword pavilion, why don't you come up with The world's famous swords are competing against each other? "

"Sky Lan Xingyu, White Feather Sword God"

Everyone's eyes moved, and they all recognized the identity of the person who spoke. The swordsman in Tianlan Xingyu, the cultivation of the sword and the attainments in the sword are unfathomable. He only has swords in his life and never loses.

"White Feather Sword God makes sense"

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen nodded and said, "Since it is a world of swords, my sword pavilion is no exception. Without moon, put your evening sun sword on the sword platform."

Aside, Shui Wuyue heard the words, frowning slightly, but did not say much. His hand flicked, an ancient sword hidden in the sheath appeared, and flew to the sword evaluation platform not far away.

Swords from all over the world gathered, and on the stage of the sword, the glow of the Xiaguang was splendid, and the breath of the sword with or without a sheath was stunned.

"Everyone, let's go," Mei Wuhen said calmly.

At the top of the seat, Bai Yu raised his hand and commented on the sword stage. A silver sword edge came out of the sheath, and the sword came out of the moment. The world around was stagnation. Ling Xun's cold air was endlessly stirred, and the world was moved.

"Clear sky, cast by hoarfrost gold, please comment" Bai Yu said calmly.

During the banquet, a strong man on the sword looked at the Shen Feng, who was unsheathed on the sword platform. His eyes were flashing with splendid colors, and the famous swords were in the sky, but they have been famous for a long time.

"Sword on the Top"

On the main seat, Shui Wuyue said lightly, and he didn't say anything.

After sitting down, everyone nodded. This sword is indeed extraordinary. No matter what the quality of the sword or the sword itself, there is no impeccable place in the next round. No one can say anything.

The clear sky returned to the sheath, and landed on the sword platform again. The second sword flew up. The same extraordinary sword was burned by the fire waves, which instantly increased the temperature of the scene several times.

"Ruo Huo"

The second seat was a woman in red. She said nothing. After saying the sword name, she said nothing.

"The Excalibur of Zhurong Family"

During the banquet, a strong man showed a strange face, and Zhu Rong's family was in a remote place, hidden in the world for a long time, and he was unexpectedly invited by the Jiangge.

"Sword on the Top"

On the main seat, the net flawless spoke softly.

"Sanmei is a rare critic of swords. It seems that this is so popular that Sanmei is quite attracted."

Mei Wuhen's eyes moved and he smiled.

"The eldest sister laughed, the little sister's sword had limited attainments, so she never dared to be ugly, but this flamboyant sword, without losing the previous clear sky, could be worthy of the upper sword."

Mei Wuhen nodded, smiled, and looked back, without comment.

If the fire returns to the sheath, the next swordman raises the sword, and is also the strongest sword master in the world. The sword used is also a rare magic soldier in the world. The atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached its peak.

"Upper Sword"

"Upper Sword"

The words of the sword were heard, and the height of the sword was set. In a short time, the sword was judged to Fengming. The sword came out for a moment and was full of shock.

The magic sword of red light, the phoenix bursts, and the enigmatic heroes, reproduce the extraordinary style.

On the right side of the main seat, Shui Wuyue got up and looked at the Fengming sword floating in the air, his cold look was three points colder.

"Second Sister"

Mei Wuhen spoke lightly, reminding.

Shui Wuyue heard the words, suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and sat down, but his eyes kept looking at the Fengming Sword above the evaluation platform, and did not move away for a moment.

"The Sword of Heaven"

Mei Wuhen said.

Since the appraisal of the sword, the sword of the highest quality has appeared for the first time.

At the next moment, Feng Ming returned to the sheath, the sky was converging, the Excalibur fell, and he returned to the Sword Appraisal Platform.

Next to Lin Yuzhen, a smile appeared on Ning Chen's face, and Feng Ming was selected. This is no doubt. There is no need to congratulate Qi Wang.

"Brother Ning, it's your turn," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

Ning Chen nodded, lifted his right hand, commented on the sword stage, Tai Shi was out of the sheath, the blue light was blooming, and the Daomen Mingfeng reappeared.

With the shock of the previous Fengming, after everyone saw Taishijian again, there was not much abnormality in his expression, and he nodded gently to show his approval.

"Sword on the Top"

Net flawless spoke again, commented.

In a word, Taishi returned to the sheath. However, at the moment of the sword falling, a discordant voice came out from the room and made waves again.

"It is rumored that there are two fairy swords in the ninth son of Momen, why don't you come up with it and let everyone know for a long time"

In the first row of seats, a blue-sworded swordman turned his back to everyone in the rear and said lightly while tasting wine.

"It's finally here"

During the banquet, Ning Chen sighed in his heart. Trouble could not be avoided.

The words of the blue swordsman fell, and everyone in the audience looked forward to it. The name of the fairy sword is well known in the world, but the content of the fairy sword is rarely seen.

"Why do you think that you should take out the fairy sword under the next one? The sword is under the next one. Should you take it out, you should not worry about your care"

Trouble came to the door, Ning Chen's expression turned cold and answered.

The blue-clothed swordman turned his head, and the glass of wine shook in his hand.

When the water sword approached, Ning Chen's eyes were cold, and the body protection sword gasified into a barrier in front of him, and with a bang, the water sword was blocked.

"It's impolite to come and go, sir, please"

Ning Chen, who is not a kind-hearted person, doesn't plan to endure any more. He pats the table with his right hand, the wine glass flies up, the wine turns into a mist, and the invisible and phaseless sword swoops out quickly.

The blue-sword sword stares, his body explodes, his vitality surges, and he resists the invisible sword.

"Thorn"

Sword qi broke through, a black hair drifted away, and a bloodstain appeared on the blue-sword swordman's face, so dazzling.

"court death!"

When the public saw the embarrassment, the blue-sword swordman was furious, and he clapped on the table with a loud noise, and got up to shoot.

"Where is your lord being my sword pavilion?"

At this moment, on the main seat, Mei Wuhen's expression flashed indifferently, the atmosphere of his body circulated, and a terrible coercion swept across and shocked everyone present.

The blue-edged swordsman who wanted to get up only felt his body sink, and with a sudden sound, his body fell again, unable to move.

During the banquet, Ning Chen looked at the master of the sword pavilion on the main seat, and his eyes were flashing. The strength of this big patriarch was definitely no less than that of Qi Qilan, and even more terrible.

"Continue to comment on the sword, next one" Mei Wuhen said indifferently.

With a stroke of power, all the powerful people condensed, and they all chose to stop the sound. There is this sword pavilion master. Anyone who wants to start a business must weigh their own strength.

The appraisal of the sword continued, bit by bit, and the sacred soldiers appeared in front of everyone. Just after the last sacred soldier returned to the appraisal platform, Mei Wuhen's brows were slightly wrinkled on the main seat.

"Sanmei, did the masters of Zixiao and Upside Down Shuiyue come?"

"No"

Jing Wuxia gently shook his head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ said, "I have sent sword attendants to send sword posts to Moon Weaver and God Machine, but I don't know why neither of them came."

Mei Wuhen's eyes flashed different colors, no longer asking, and nodded gently.

During the banquet, Ning Chen heard the conversation between the two and silently drank alcohol without saying anything.

He didn't know why the Divine Machine didn't come, but it was impossible for the Moon Weaver Girl to come. Upside down, Shuiyue was injured by Zhu Xian, and it could not be repaired in a short time.

"In this case, then Sanmei announces the result of the sword evaluation," Mei Wuhen said.

"Yes"

Net flawless got up, said.

"Be slow"

At this moment, in the sword pavilion, the spirit of the sword rose, and a simple sword came into the air. The sword was desperate and shocking.

"The last sword, listen to the sky!"