The soft rice king of the empress's family

Sima Lang was overjoyed and immediately said:

"Okay, as long as you are willing to dance the sword with me, I won't blame you!"

Speaking of this, he also laughed sinisterly, and said with a smile:

"But if I hurt you, you can't blame me!"

Sima Lang sneered in his heart.

This Huangfu didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, originally invited him to dance the sword together, but it was just to trick him, so that he could take the opportunity to teach him a lesson during the sword dance.

It's just that no one thought that this bastard would use the relationship between Yaochi Shengji and the Sima family to talk about things!
I thought the matter of teaching Huangfudou a lesson was over, but no one thought that he would deliver it to the door by himself again!

Huangfudou chuckled, and said calmly:
"That's natural, even if you hurt me, I won't care about you, a junior!"

Sima Lang gritted his teeth in hatred.

I'll let you show off your tongue for a while, and then once you make a move, I'll make you look good!

The people present were also in different moods.

The members of the Sima family naturally waited to see how Huangfudou would be taught a lesson, while the others were mostly gloating and watching jokes.

Mo Yunhua looked at Sima Jian and asked:
"Brother Sima, your son's aptitude is extraordinary, he should have the realm of the void, right?"

Sima Jian showed a proud look on his face, and said calmly:

"What Brother Mo said is that Quanzi is indeed at the Void Expansion Realm, but under the guidance of the old man, Quanzi's swordsmanship is not something that ordinary Void Expansion Realm cultivators can resist. Let him fight against the Void Expansion Realm!"

Mo Yunhua nodded, and said to himself, aren't you intentionally bullying others?

Let a master whose strength is comparable to that of aspiring to the top, fight against the Heavenly Spirit Realm?

However, at this moment, Huangfudou directly took out his great sword!
The holy artifact, the Heaven Extinguishing Sword!

Sima Jian just took a sip of the wine in his mouth and sprayed it out.

He stared wide-eyed, looked at Huangfudou in disbelief, and blurted out.

"Where did you get this magic sword?"

The Mietian Divine Sword is too famous!
Even among the holy artifacts, it is the best.

A sword cultivator like Sima Jian naturally recognized him.

Huangfudou smiled lightly, and asked suspiciously:

"It's just a broken sword, what's all the fuss about?"

broken sword?

Sima Jian was speechless for a moment.

This kind of Heaven Extinguishing Sword is the ultimate dream of countless sword cultivators. The most important thing is that this sword can continuously absorb spiritual power and strengthen itself. It is a sword that can grow with its master!

As long as it is warmed up properly, it may become a legendary artifact!
Just this thing, became a worthless thing in Huangfu's bickering?
However, Sima Jian didn't know that Huangfu Dou had a lot of money, and a mere Heaven Extinguishing Sword was really nothing!
At this time, Sima Lang was scared!

As soon as Mietian Shenjian came out, the powerful aura emanating from his body made him feel timid.

Most importantly, the spirit sword in his hand trembled constantly, as if he was afraid.

Before the fight started, the weapon in his hand was so resistant to confronting the Mietian Divine Sword.

If there is a real fight, what is the use of this spirit sword?

Sima Lang looked at his father in embarrassment.

At this time, he doesn't need to say much, Sima Jian also understands the plight of his son, and there is a level of suppression between the spirit weapon and the spirit weapon.

Sima Jian snorted coldly, threw out his saber, and said to his son:
"Lang'er, I will lend you my father's sword. Although you will not be able to use its full strength, it is enough for you to dance with this little friend Huangfu!"

Sima Lang caught his father's saber and immediately felt confident.

He sneered, looked proudly at Huangfudou and said:

"Don't think that you are the only one with the holy weapon. Let me tell you, my father's blue dragon is also a weapon of the holy weapon level. It will never lose to the holy weapon sword in your hand!"

Huangfudou chuckled, and said calmly:
"The way of the sword is about the meaning of the sword, not the shape of the sword. You care so much about the weapon in your hand. From this point of view, you have already lost to me!"

Sima Lang was taken aback for a moment, and was immediately speechless.

He became angry from embarrassment, and said viciously:

"Slick tongue, I want to see what real skills you can have!"

After speaking, Sima Lang rushed over!
The agreed sword dance turned into a competition in an instant!

Fortunately, the place where everyone held the banquet was spacious enough to accommodate two people fighting back and forth.

However, everyone present secretly mobilized their spiritual energy and quietly raised a protective barrier in front of them. No one can guarantee how far these two young people can go.

If they accidentally hurt them, that would be bad!
Clang clang!
In the beginning, neither of them used spiritual power, it was just a competition of swordsmanship.

Seeing Sima Lang's flowing sword moves, everyone couldn't help but praise.

"Mr. Sima can practice swordsmanship to such an extent at such a young age. It's really admirable. Among the young people who practice swordsmanship in this world, there are few who can surpass him!"

"That's right, Master Sima's achievements like this are not only due to his own talent, but also Master Sima's good teaching. The so-called famous teacher can produce excellent disciples!"

Sima Jian chuckled, knowing that these were flattery, but he was still flattered in his heart.

After all, which father doesn't like being praised by others for his son's excellence?
However, at this moment, the sword move in Huangfu Dou's hand suddenly became fierce, and he swung back suddenly, catching Sima Lang by surprise.

The latter quickly retreated to resist, but Huangfu fought more and more fiercely!

Clang clang!
After three moves, Sima Lang was knocked back several steps and almost fell!
Huangfu Dou chuckled and said:

"Your swordsmanship is not very good, do you have the nerve to dance swords with me?"

Sima Lang, who had just stabilized his body, was shocked.

His swordsmanship has been affirmed by his father!

Not to mention people of the same age, even people of the same realm, there are very few people who can win him.

Why was he so unbearable in front of Huangfudou?
He understood that if Huangfudou hadn't stopped in time at the beginning, the consequences would be unbelievable!

For a moment, everyone present fell silent.

Just now he praised his child for his good sword practice, but now Sima Lang was beaten into such a mess.

What they said just now seemed to be slapped hard on their faces one by one, making them very embarrassed!

Everyone was embarrassed, Sima Jian was even more embarrassed!

His son has won his true biography, and now his son has lost to Huangfu Dou, doesn't that mean that he is not as good as Huangfu Dou?

Sima Jian snorted coldly, and immediately said to Sima Lang:

"Lang'er, have you forgotten the sword intent that my father taught you before?"

Sima Lang was slightly taken aback, and immediately nodded to his father.

In the next second, he looked at Huangfudou extremely sternly, as if a different person, with a slight golden light on his body.

At this moment, Sima Lang's aura was different.

Everyone was shocked. This is one of the legendary Sima's three talents, the domineering sword intent?