"Hahahaha, I like what you say, let's do this. I'll teach you a trick or two later, and I'll make sure you enjoy the spicy food!" Yuan Daoqing patted Qi Taichu's shoulder with one hand, and Qi Taichu's face

He was instantly distorted, and he kept shouting at his senior, please be gentle.

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at the backs of these two people and quickly followed them.

Why couldn't Yuan Daoqing see that she was interested in this boy? He walked away quickly and wisely, not forgetting to tease: "Today's young disciples are not only formidable in talent, but I am also impressed by their ability to talk about love."

I’m so jealous!”

Before Qi Taichu understood what was going on, he saw Zhang Xiaoyan coming to his side and pressing his hand. If he didn't understand this, he would be really an idiot.

Qi Taichu turned to look at Zhang Xiaoyan and asked, "Do you like me?"

Zhang Xiaoyan was stunned by his question. She was obviously a little panicked. She didn't know how to answer for a moment. She couldn't tell. She didn't know whether she relied on Qi Taichu or liked Qi Taichu.

Qi Taichu saw her little entanglement, patted her head, and whispered softly: "It's okay, I don't ask you to answer in a hurry now, just tell me later, Senior Yuan!"

"Hey!" Yuan Daoqing didn't turn around or look back, he just looked up to the sky and shouted, and then let out a hahaha laugh, which was very free and easy.

Qi Taichu chased after him.

Zhang Xiaoyan was pacing in place, with his head lowered as if he was thinking or hesitating.

Compared with other cities, the city of Jianning is a bit old-fashioned and shabby. Most of the houses in the city are built with wooden piles and thatch, which are extremely simple. They only need a little fire and can be built in one night.

Let this decades-old city become a historical city.

Qi Taichu originally came here thinking that Jianning had given birth to sword spirits, and that the quality of Jianning's swords would be higher than most swords in other places. This was indeed the case, but he never thought that Qingqing had a sword spirit.

I don't know what happened.

Qi Taichu held the scabbard tightly with his left hand. Even though the green sandalwood scabbard was separated from him, Qi Taichu could still feel the warmth of the fragrance.

Tempering it with blood is equivalent to giving the sword its master, and Qing Qingqing's instilling cultivation into it is tantamount to giving it spiritual intelligence. However, the sword spirit is only a legend after all. Qi Taichu also slept with Liuxiang for a few days.

, I didn’t feel like there were too many people at night.

Because his mind is one with Qi Taichu's, his mind is connected, and Tianshu's realm cultivation is close to him, so even if Qi Taichu doesn't use his internal energy, he can easily control the sword. Even if Qi Taichu's martial arts is abolished, with this sword, he can still wield it.

He can fly with a sword and fight enemies thousands of miles away.

"No one dares to compete anymore?"

The lively crowd, idlers with no important business, or some sword cultivators who came here to travel, all gathered together. It can be seen that a stage was built on the street. It was different from a stage for singing and joking, but for a martial arts competition.

The stage for recruiting a bride is almost the same.

Behind the stage, two big words were written on Nihaozhong rice paper, "Jian Tai".

Xiaobai Xiaosheng Zhang Xiaoyan jumped out and explained, "This sword stage is a traditional custom in Jianning. It is held every year before the Chinese New Year. The purpose is to elect a new sword king, the king of swords."

"I think they are all laymen. How can the King of Swords use a martial arts competition? I can crush everyone present with a toothpick." Yuan Daoqing took a step forward and aligned himself with Qi Taichu.

Qi Taichu was very interested in these new things. He said, "I'll try it." Then he jumped onto the sword platform. The referee on the sword platform saw someone on the stage and was surprised: "There are actually people who dare to challenge on the stage. Then the first

The round continues with a swordsmanship competition."

The man opposite Qi Taichu was square and square, with a pair of particularly thick sword eyebrows, as if he had been smeared with ink and dust on the bottom of a pot. This man was tall and tall, and he also used a heavy sword that was more aggressive and aggressive.

As the saying goes, an epee has no edge and is incompetent. An epee has an edge but is self-defeating. The epee has no edge. Since its owner chooses to use it, his power is beyond human reach and his lethality must be astonishing.

If it were to be opened sharply, with the force of a heavy sword, the blade would be curled, filed, and broken.

The man snorted coldly, kicked the sword, and swung the heavy sword over his shoulder. He ignored Qi Taichu's arrival and didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end.

Qi Taichu stepped forward and asked Zhang Xiaoyan: "Little panda, is there anything wrong with killing someone on the sword platform?"

Zhang Xiaoyan shook his head, his face turned red, and he cursed Qi Wugen in a low voice. At the same time, he looked at the exquisite and plump figures around him and asked: "Senior, do you guys like big breasts?"

Ass?"

Yuan Daoqing nodded and pointed to a beautiful woman as an example.

Zhang Xiaoyan was a little annoyed, looking at the flat ground where her little lotus was just showing its sharp corners, and seemed to be complaining about why it was so weak. She could only console herself that she was abducted and malnourished, and now she is eating well, President

.But she forgot that she was the one who ate the most after being abducted.

Zhang Xiaoyan probably knew it, but he just didn't want to admit it.

Qi Taichu got Zhang Xiaoyan's reply, turned around and looked at the man opposite him seriously. He was interested in this kind of fighting, but he sneered at this kind of indifference to the opponent. You must know that if you relax your vigilance against the enemy, you will give him trouble.

Increase your own risk.

The reason why Qi Taichu asked if he could kill people was because his skills were all about killing people, not stage performances or fake kung fu just for fun.

The man heard what Qi Taichu said at that time and was confused, but he still raised his knife and shouted and rushed forward.

Qi Taichu took Liuxiang out of its sheath. Liuxiang looked very ordinary, dark and slender, like a burnt wooden stick.

"You stole the fire stick from your house, hahaha."

"No, I laughed so hard at this scene so early in the morning that my stomach hurts. How can his broken sword be able to block a strike!"

"This young man is really not afraid of tigers. He didn't dare to climb up until we saw him. He kept on climbing up."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, most of them were discussing Qi Taichu's Liuxiang, which was very noisy.

Facing the man's sword, Qi Taichu did not resist. He dodged to the side. He didn't like teasing. He directly grabbed the gap where the man's heavy sword landed and pierced his throat with the sword.

"Well……!"

The man wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound. Instead, there was gurgling blood in his mouth. Qi Taichu pulled out his sword, and a pillar of blood came out. There was no blood on the incense, but Qi Taichu still wiped it into the heart of his left arm.

go.

The referee on the edge of the stage wiped off the sweat on his head and said staggeringly: "Ah, this swordsman has won. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? If not, then let's move on to the next round."

Originally, when that man was here, no one dared to come up to the stage to challenge him. Now there is a man who can defeat him, and he is also a killer. Who in the world doesn't cherish his own life? Why put himself in danger if he can live well?

?

The referee didn't even respond to what he said for a while, and then continued: "Then let's move on to the second round of sword fighting. My hero, please step down first."

Qi Taichu nodded and jumped off the ring. He felt very uncomfortable now because he saw several people on the stage staring at Zhang Xiaoyan with fascination. Qi Taichu only felt sorry that they were unwilling to go on stage to compete with him.

"Everyone knows the process of the sword competition. I won't say anything more. So please let it go quickly." After the referee announced, he immediately jumped off the sword platform. The sword cultivators gathered together and leaned on the sword platform, putting on their swords.

The sword is placed on the edge of the stage, with the sword tips facing the center of the stage.

Qi Taichu put the incense on the stage like a cat and a tiger. Looking around, the huge sword stage was surrounded by a circle of swords with sparkling white light and cold light.

Iron sword, silver sword, famous sword, precious sword.

Various and varied.

For those who don’t know, I thought someone wanted to build a fake sword tomb here. Their swords are very beautiful, but not so clean in comparison. They are also the most conspicuous among the swords.

"Okay, Yu Jian." Before the referee finished speaking, a swordsman couldn't hold it in any longer, pointed his sword in front of his chest, raised it up, and raised the sword.

In an instant, a group of swords were hanging in mid-air, which was quite a trend. At this time, only Qi Taichu's sword was untouched on the sword platform. People in the audience saw that most of them were talking about whether Qi Taichu couldn't handle the sword.

But the questioning and sarcastic words just came to his lips.

That person saw Qi Taichu gently wave his hand, and a stream of inner energy flowed into Liuxiang like a thread, and was nourished and nourished by Qi Taichu's inner energy.

The incense exploded into a golden light, covering all living beings. All the swords flying in the air fell straight down and were inserted into the sword platform.

The originally slender stick was like red-hot iron, just like a real dragon's new scales shedding old ones. It was one finger wider than before. Three wings grew out of each side of the sword grid, which was both flamboyant and delicate like a little girl's.

The upsetting has also grown three-thirds in size, with two wings pointing downward on each side.

A stream of light walked from the bottom of the sword body to the top of the sword's edge.

The fragrance hangs in the air, the sword points to the ground, no sword dares to rise!

Those sword cultivators in the audience had never seen such a sword before. They couldn't help but become greedy. Some of them couldn't bear it anymore and stepped on the sword platform. Using the strength, they rushed towards Liuxiang and stretched out their right hands in an attempt to grab the sword.

Strange phenomena arose, and the lingering fragrance was spinning towards the sky. Without waiting for the sword cultivator to react, he slashed down with his sword, and endless sword energy poured out, swinging for hundreds of miles and echoing for hundreds of miles.

Countless houses were destroyed.

Everyone looked at the sword cultivator and found that he had disappeared, only the blood mist in the sky was left in the world.

"The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, and there is a sword spirit in Jianning City!" A sound came from the distance, and everyone looked and saw that the person who came was none other than the city lord Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian stepped forward with his feet in the air, and many air waves formed under his feet. His whole body floated over and landed on a large wooden stake behind the sword platform.

Qi Taichu raised his hand, and Liu Xiang flew into his hand. Qi Taichu carried Liu Xiang on his shoulders, squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "I am from Nanyang, my name is Qi Taichu. It was not you who gave birth to the Sword Spirit in Jianning, but Senior Qing."

The sword spirit was born!"

Qi Taichu couldn't afford to take credit for other people's work casually. To put it nicely, it was called using other people's money to make money, but to put it worse, it was to pick up other people's shit and smear it on his face.

Ye Lingtian's face turned cold when he heard that the other party was not from Jianning. He originally thought that a local would use his identity to suppress him and bring the sword over. Since he was from out of town, he would give him a sword-stealing shit basin and kill him on the spot.

, get the Excalibur.

Ye Lingtian first praised the younger generation for their achievements, and then pretended to appreciate the fragrance of the divine sword. He pointed at Qi Taichu and said: "Boy, this is my house sword in Fangliang. It disappeared a few days ago. It turns out that it was stolen by you!"
Chapter completed!