The oriental leader wears the book

? Along the way, occasionally Dongfang Bubai? He will also hear some familiar place names, just like the place he is now - Shanxi.

It's just that, apart from the accent and food, the Shanxi here doesn't have any sects that he knows, and it's very different from the "Shanxi" he's been to.

Here in Shanxi, it has always been the place where the Yuecheng faction, the four major schools of the rivers and lakes, lived.In recent days, Ge Zhou, the master of the Yuecheng faction, celebrated his birthday. Although he did not plan to hold a big birthday because he did not live a full life, but because he still has some reputation in the Jianghu, besides the invited people, there are many others. People come uninvited.

Ge Zhou is also getting older, so he is in a good mood to see so many people coming, and the birthday banquet is so lively.Happily, seeing many young people who came, he recalled the past, and then asked to see how young people's martial arts are today.

Originally, the birthday person is the oldest, so it is not a big deal to make such a small request. Naturally, there are juniors who are willing to come out to practice their hands, and it would be better to get some pointers along the way.

However, the happy Ge Zhou also took out the lotus, an ancient sword from a hundred years ago.

This ancient sword looks very extraordinary, as long as anyone with a little vision can see that it is a good sword, otherwise Ge Zhou, whose weapon is not a sword, would not collect it.

Although some people wondered whether Ge Zhou even took out such a precious ancient sword because he was drunk, but since he took it out in public, he couldn't regret it even for the sake of face.

There are not a few people who use swords as weapons in the Jianghu, so the birthday banquet is now lively.

Seeing that the winner had not been determined until dark, and there were still a bunch of people behind who were eager to try, the head of the Yuecheng faction glanced at his uncle who was watching the scene with a happy face, and had no choice but to clean up the mess by himself.

Using the reason that it was dark and inconvenient, the head of the Yuecheng faction invited everyone to go back and rest for a night, and wait for the competition tomorrow.

Thus, a good birthday banquet evolved into a sword competition.

People nearby heard the news, and those who wanted to mingle or watch the excitement soon all arrived in Yuecheng.

Dongfang Bubai, who happened to be in Jiangxi, also heard the news by accident.

Now he is no longer attached to foreign things, no matter how good the ancient sword is in his hands, it is just for appreciation.Just thought there were a lot of people there,

You can also see how the martial arts of the people in the rivers and lakes are, so I plan to go there.

The place where he is located is very close to Yuecheng, but he arrived in an hour.

The place for the sword competition was in the martial field of the Yuecheng faction, and there were two disciples waiting at the gate of the Yuecheng faction, but because there were so many people who heard the news today, they didn't notice when Dongfang Bubai came in.

As one of the four major sects, the Yuecheng faction's martial field is still very large, so it doesn't feel crowded when hundreds of people are accommodated one after another.

After Dongfang Bubai arrived, he just chose a place not too far away to quietly watch the middle of the field, not attracting attention.

On the stage, the two held swords back and forth, fighting fiercely.

After reading it below for a while, occasionally some sword skills are not bad, but more are just mediocre.

Looking away from the stage, Dongfang Bubai noticed a simple and simple sword placed on the shelf directly in front of him.

Although the body of the sword has not been seen yet, one can tell that it is a good sword by looking at the sharpness that cannot be concealed by the scabbard.

Dongfang Bubai himself doesn't use a sword now, but a figure who is practicing sword suddenly appears in his mind.

When Si Kou Lingtian achieves some success in swordsmanship, this sword will be suitable for him.

Even though he thought so, Dongfang Bubai had no plans to play for a while.

Until noon, the people on the stage changed one after another, but there was still no result.

Speaking of which, although the ancient sword that Ge Zhou took out was good, more and more people were willing to go up to it, not only for the sword but also for the fame.

Think about it, being able to win that ancient sword among so many people will definitely increase the reputation in the Jianghu.

"Uncle Master, why didn't I know that you still have such a good sword?" A disciple of the Yuecheng School stared at the ancient sword with greedy eyes.

Ge Zhou glanced at him with a smile, "Do you want it, kid?" Seeing him nodding his head abruptly, he nodded his chin towards the stage and said, "If you want it, go up and win by yourself."

The disciple's face fell when he heard the words, and he muttered: "If I dare to go up and cause trouble, Master can't get around me."

Thinking of the black face of the head nephew, the smile on Ge Zhou's face subsided a little, and he continued to focus on the stage.

As time goes by, the martial arts of the people on stage are getting better and better, and the fighting time is getting longer and longer.

Just when a young man in black came to the stage, Ge Zhou's eyes lit up, he patted the shoulder of the disciple of Yuecheng School beside him and said, "This is not bad."

The swordsmanship of the young man in black was clean and neat, and he also shot very quickly, but he knocked people off the stage in just three moves.

Seeing this, there was an uproar in the audience, and then a white-clothed swordsman who had just made a name for himself in the arena came onto the stage.

The swordsman in white clasped his fist and announced his name. Although his tone was polite, he glanced at the person opposite with a bit of disapproval.

"Cui Qi." The boy in black still had a calm expression on his face.

Although the black-clothed boy had just won a match, the people in the audience had never even heard his name, and they only felt that he was just a fluke last time.However, after the two of them matched more than a dozen moves, it was the swordsman in white who lost.

Afterwards, those who went up were all people who had heard of it more or less in Jianghu, but several of them were defeated by the black-clothed boy within thirty strokes.

While being surprised, no one went up rashly for a while.

Ge Zhou was quite happy. When he was about to take the sword up to the boy, he saw a red figure appearing on the stage.

"Your sword?" The people in the audience hadn't reacted yet, but the boy in black looked at the empty hands of the opposite person and said.

"No." Dongfang Bubai said.

The boy in black frowned, "I won't compete with you without a sword."

He wanted to see his swordsmanship only if he thought it was interesting, and he would be sloppy when he saw him, but Dongfang Bubai had one hand behind his back and two fingers closed together to attack him.

The sharp sword energy came towards him, the pupils of the boy in black opened slightly and he quickly drew his sword to block him, but the figure of the opposite person came back behind him in an instant, the sword in the boy's hand swept around his body, and stabbed fiercely at him... …

Back and forth, the two of them already did not know how many tricks they had removed.The people in the audience looked left and right, and couldn't help muttering for a moment: When did two people with such good sword skills suddenly appear in the Jianghu?

When his swordsmanship started to repeat, Dongfang Bubai lost his interest and stopped keeping his hands, and put two fingers on his throat.

Forced by him to try his best and still lose, the black-clothed boy not only did not feel depressed, but his eyes were shining brightly. He stared straight at the person in front of him and respectfully said, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Although the swordsmanship he used was good, but he was not dexterous enough, Dongfang Bubai withdrew his hand and glanced at him, rolled up his sleeves and took an ancient sword before leaving.

Unexpectedly, he could draw out a master with a sword, Ge Zhou's heart skipped a beat, seeing that he was about to leave, the judge's pen slipped out of his sleeve, and immediately attacked him.