Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

Jiang Chen smiled slightly when he saw the reactions of the crowd.

Hehe, isn't this inn's reputation going up?

"Jiang Chen?" Ye Dingzhi was speechless when he saw that he was empty-handed. He was another person without a sword.

"Where's your sword?"

"Sword?" Jiang Chen was stunned when he heard this. He didn't think too much before and came up.

But there were a lot of swords on the scene.

Jiang Chen chuckled and looked at Song Yanhui with expectation in his eyes: "Young master, I see that you are a handsome man with a kind heart. Can I borrow your sword?"

Song Yanhui, who was standing in the audience, was stunned. How should he answer this? After thinking for a moment, he sighed and waved his hand:

"I'll lend you the Shuiyue Sword."

"Young master is really considerate." Jiang Chen said softly.

Ye Dingzhi was a little impatient: "Come on!"

Now that things have come to this point, everyone in the audience has shown interest, and he can only be forced to compete.

"No hurry, I think you are also a martial arts genius, why don't you make a bet with me?" Jiang Chen held the Shuiyue Sword and made a beautiful sword flower.

"What bet?" Ye Dingzhi was surprised when he heard it.

"If I defeat you with one sword, you will come with me, otherwise you can punish me as you like!" Jiang Chen said his purpose.

"You are so arrogant, I agree!" Ye Dingzhi's eyes flashed with anger, and his internal force surged, and he rose without wind.

I must punish Jiang Chen well.

Jiang Chen smiled, and the anger method really worked.

"Come on!"

Ye Dingzhi was surrounded by violent winds, and he slashed the sword in the air.

"Rainfall Sword Technique: Sword Rain Curtain!"

A rain curtain formed by the sword formed in front of him, blocking him.

Ye Dingzhi snorted coldly, and dared to speak wildly. Let's see how you break it!

The swordsmen in the audience heard their bet and looked forward to it.

"Interesting, interesting." Lei Mengsha raised his lips.

"Who will win?" Zi Yi Hou looked at Bai Fa Xian, who shook his head. He didn't know either, and looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen held the Shui Yue Sword, and with a move of the Controlling Spirit Technique, the Shui Yue Sword "swooshed" around Jiang Chen and flew into the clouds.

Seeing this scene, the young masters of Beili all looked at Wang Yihang.

"Sword Controlling Technique?" Wang Yihang stared with shock on his face.

When did his sect have such a person?

Jiang Chen saw Ye Dingzhi's solemn expression and grinned:

"There are three swords in the world, Heaven, Earth, and Man!"

"And this sword is the Heaven Sword: Breaking the Universe!"

As soon as the voice fell, a flash of light flashed in the clouds, so bright that it instantly hit the rain curtain of swords.

"Crack!"

The rain curtain instantly broke apart.

Jiang Chen held the Water Moon Sword, the tip of the sword against Ye Dingzhi's throat.

"Gurgle~"

Ye Dingzhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.

If Jiang Chen hadn't held the Water Moon Sword, the sword would have pierced his neck.

He had no time to react, it was too fast.

"I lost."

"Heavenly Sword: Break the Universe..."

The swordsmen below the stage were in a trance, this sword scared them, although it didn't have the brilliance of Xichu's sword song, but it had a feeling of breaking the soul.

"I can't block this sword without using my full strength." Lei Mengsha murmured.

The people around him were silent when they heard this.

Another young man appeared in the Jianghu.

On the high platform.

He spent 5 inn points to exchange this.

Jiang Chen took back the Shuiyue Sword and whispered, "Young man, your talent is not in the sword, but in the boxing."

When Ye Dingzhi heard this, his eyes showed an inexplicable light, and he looked at Jiang Chen with a puzzled look.

How did he know that I could box?

"Hey, come with me and you'll know." Jiang Chen saw the puzzlement in Ye Dingzhi's eyes.

Then Jiang Chen looked around the stage and bowed his hands: "Sorry for the poor performance and disturbing everyone."

As he said, he returned the sword to Song Yanhui, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for the sword, young master. If you have time, you can come to Jianghu Inn to find me. My cooking is delicious!"

Song Yanhui in the stage was originally looking at Jiang Chen in a trance. When he heard what he said, his face suddenly turned into helplessness.

However, he had a little more plan in his mind.

Seeing this, the four young masters of Beili made way.

The swordsmen left one after another, and some of them left in a hurry, as if they wanted to tell the world what happened here.

"Let's go!"

The elder of Wushuang City was unwilling to give up. He waved his hand and led everyone away. When he passed by Lei Mengsha, he snorted coldly: "The reason why I don't leave is for the face of the Lei family."

Lei Mengsha curled his lips when he heard it, but did not refute.

"I'll go deliver the letter, you wait for me." Luo Xuan said at this time.

Lei Mengsha heheHe smiled and said, "Go ahead, let that guy worry about it for a while."

"This year's sword ceremony has produced several good seedlings. Our position is in jeopardy." Liu Yue said lightly.

Mo Xiaochen looked at Jiang Chen and whispered, "Especially this Jiang Chen, he is really scary."

"If they improve, we will improve too, don't panic!" Lei Mengsha patted the shoulders of the two men with his big hand, not caring at all.

The White-haired Immortal and the Purple-clothed Marquis had already flown down the mountain quickly and came to a meadow at the foot of the mountain.

There was a pure white horse, which pulled a magnificent carriage, and a woman in green sat in front of the carriage.

"White-haired and Purple-clothed have gained anything." A graceful and pleasant voice came from the gorgeous carriage.

"Miss, I found two good seedlings and one peerless seedling on this trip." The Purple-clothed Marquis replied respectfully.

"Who are they?"

"One is Baili Dongjun, the young master of Zhenxi Marquis Mansion, who possesses the sword song of Xichu and has won the sword of the Immortal Palace, which is not stained with dust!"

"Sure enough, the guess five years ago is true." Yue Yao, the daughter of the Northern Palace, who was half lying in the carriage, frowned and said lightly.

"What about the other two?"

"One is Ye Dingzhi, who defeated Song Yanhui of Wushuang City."

"The other is Jiang Chen, who defeated Ye Dingzhi with one sword. I have fought with him. He used boxing!" The white-haired fairy took over and said calmly.

"Oh!"

"Are these two people Jianghu Rangers?" Yue Yao was a little surprised when she heard what the white-haired fairy said.

"Ye Dingzhi didn't introduce himself. Jiang Chen is from Jianghu Inn."

"Jianghu Inn? Isn't that an inn in Chaisang City?" The green-clothed woman sitting in front of the carriage suddenly thought of her previous experience.

"Yes, it is this inn, but I heard the swordsmen on the mountain say that there is also a Jianghu inn at the foot of the mountain." The white-haired fairy nodded.

"What is the origin of this Jianghu inn?"

Yue Yao murmured, and then said: "Go and find out about this Jianghu inn to see if it can be used by my Beique."

"Yes, Miss." The white-haired fairy and the purple-clothed marquis used their skills and disappeared on the spot.

"Miss, there are more and more young people in the Jianghu. If they can be used by us, there will be more hope for the restoration of the country." Qing'er looked into the distance and whispered.

For a long time.

"Alas..."

Yue Yao sighed faintly, "Let's go."

"Go!"