Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

Ye Dingzhi looked around, his mouth slightly raised.

"Which faction does this young man belong to? He is so brave that he actually defeated the people of Wushuang City!"

"I have never heard of this name in the martial arts world. I think he is a martial arts knight who has become famous all over the world. However, he has successfully taken the first step."

"What a handsome young man. It should be fun to travel the martial arts world with him..."

The swordsmen in the audience talked a lot and were shocked that Ye Dingzhi could defeat Song Yanhui.

After a long time, no one came on stage. Wei Changfeng frowned and looked at the four sons of Beili.

He still hoped that the Immortal Palace Sword he forged would be in the hands of these people.

Lei Mengsha saw Wei Changfeng's gaze, looked at Mo Xiaochen, and motioned him to go on stage.

Mo Xiaochen shook his head and moved his mouth.

Lei Mengsha was surprised and turned to look at the high platform. He saw that someone had already gone up on the high platform.

He whispered, "This is..."

At this time, on the high platform, Baili Dongjun looked drunk and burped: "Bu Ranchen is mine, I'm here to fight you!"

"Where's your sword?" Ye Dingzhi looked puzzled, looking up and down at Baili Dongjun, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This is...

Some memories came to his mind. Is this Baili Dongjun?

Wen Hujiu looked worried under the stage. Baili Dongjun took advantage of him not noticing and slipped onto the high platform. Seeing that Baili Dongjun had no sword in his hand, he shouted helplessly, "Who can lend my little Baili a sword?"

"Haha, I'll lend this Vulcan Sword to you, little marquis." Wang Yihang brought his junior brother to Wen Hujiu, winked at Wen Hujiu and smiled, then waved his hand.

The Vulcan Sword instantly came to Baili Dongjun, and he caught it quickly.

"The sword is coming." Baili Dongjun narrowed his eyes, "But, you look familiar to me?"

Ye Dingzhi chuckled when he heard it, "Really? You look familiar to me too."

"Even so, I won't let you."

"Really? Then let's fight!" Baili Dongjun raised his eyebrows, his steps were weak, and he stabbed out with the sword.

Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi waved his hand and blocked the sword, and said speechlessly: "You don't know swordsmanship at all!"

The swordsmen in the audience were also puzzled.

"The young master of Zhenxi Marquis Mansion doesn't know swordsmanship!"

"Then why did he go up? Want to get Bu Ran Chen with his identity?"

"This is too embarrassing!"

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Ye Dingzhi stabbed with a sword: "Baili Dongjun, you'd better go down!"

"Humph, you actually underestimated me." Baili Dongjun dodged lightly, came behind Ye Dingzhi like a ghost, and the Fire God Sword in his hand exuded heat.

"Huh? Not bad Qinggong." Ye Dingzhi felt a hot air behind him, and he turned over with his toes, stepped on the Fire God Sword, and jumped away from the original place.

"Good skills!" Baili Dongjun shouted, his steps were psychedelic, and he rushed forward and chased him closely.

The two of them fought in an instant.

"Three Flying Swallows!" Baili Dongjun tapped his toes, borrowed the force in the air three times, and instantly came in front of Ye Dingzhi and stabbed with a sword.

Ye Dingzhi's eyes condensed, holding the sword to block.

"Clang!"

Ye Dingzhi took a few steps back and smiled slightly: "Not bad body skills, but it's a pity that there is no swordsmanship."

"Rainfall Sword Technique: Raindrops become swords!" The sword in Ye Dingzhi's hand shone brightly, flew into the air, and turned into countless raindrops, flying towards Baili Dongjun.

Wenhujiu saw this, and his face showed anxiety. His internal force surged. Just as he was about to rush to the high platform, he was stopped by Wang Yihang.

"Senior Wen, the young marquis seems to have a backup plan."

"Hmm?" Wen Hujiu looked at the high platform after hearing this.

Baili Dongjun felt the powerful force, and a memory surged in his heart. He suddenly closed his eyes and shouted:

"Swordsmanship, I also know it!"

Baili Dongjun moved his feet, and his sword was like a dragon, with sword flowers blooming at every step.

He was dancing with swords!

At this time, countless rain swords fell and were annihilated by the sword flowers.

"This is!"

The sword in the hand of Mo Xiaochen under the stage trembled slightly, and then the swords in the hands of the swordsmen around him also responded.

"Xi Chu Sword Song, ask the sky!"

At this time, someone shouted angrily, and the people around stood up in shock.

"It's really Xi Chu Sword Song!" Wang Yihang looked at Baili Dongjun with a sharp look.

But Wen Hujiu next to him was not happy, because Xi Chu Sword Song came from Xi Chu, and Xi Chu was destroyed by Beili, and it was Beili who destroyed Xi Chu and Zhen Xihou Mansion!

"It's a blessing and a curse!"

On the high platform.

When Baili Dongjun finished his last sword dance, Ye Dingzhi smiled: "I lost, Bu Ran Chen is yours."

He waved his hand, and Bu Ran Chen, which was stuck on the high platform, flew over.

Baili Dongjun took Bu Ran Chen, and a smile appeared on his face.He showed a happy expression: "Thank you, thank you."

Wei Changfeng, who was standing by, was relieved when he saw the result, and his face was full of smiles.

"Bu Ranchen matches the sword song of Xi Chu, and does not bury its brilliance!"

"Haha, congratulations to Brother Baili!" Lei Mengsha shouted from the stage.

At this time, Wen Hu Jiu flew into the high platform and said loudly: "Thank you all for your concession. I'm sorry for disturbing you today. I'll take my leave now."

After that, he returned the Vulcan Sword to Wang Yihang, and then picked up Baili Dongjun and went out of the courtyard.

"Uncle, I haven't said my words of gratitude for winning the sword yet!"

"What's the point of words of gratitude? There are a bunch of hungry wolves here now."

Some of the swordsmen in the stage suddenly became restless, and in a moment, dozens of figures went towards Baili Dongjun.

"Everyone, the banquet is not over yet, please go back." Lei Mengsha stopped at the door and looked at dozens of swordsmen with a smile on his face.

Next to him were the three sons of Beili and Wang Yihang.

Ye Dingzhi, who was on the high platform, wanted to stop them, but stopped when he saw this scene.

"You want to stop me too?" The white-haired fairy smiled softly, followed by the purple-robed marquis.

"Humph, stop you? I want to kill you!" Lei Mengsha glared fiercely, with murderous intent emerging.

The matter of the Southwest Road did not last long.

The white-haired fairy showed his jade sword, and at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Since everyone can't leave for a while, why don't I present a duel for everyone."

"Young man, please stay."

Jiang Chen flew onto the stage and said loudly, and also called Ye Dingzhi.

Immediately, everyone in the audience paid attention and showed a hint of interest.

The four sons of Beili blocked the way, and no one could get out. It would be nice to watch a duel.

Ye Dingzhi was about to get off the platform, but he didn't expect this person to call him. He frowned and said, "You want to compete with me?"

"Who are you?"

Seeing this, several young masters of Lei Mengsha showed confusion in their eyes. Who is this person?

The White-haired Immortal turned his head and saw Jiang Chen, and whispered, "It's him!"

"White-haired, do you know him?" Zi Yi Hou heard it and said in surprise.

"I have met him once."

On the platform.

Jiang Chen bowed slightly: "I am here."

"Jianghu Inn, Jiang Chen!"

As soon as this was said, the audience talked a lot.

"What kind of power is Jianghu Inn?"

"Jiang Chen? Never heard of him!"

"This guy dares to fight with Ye Dingzhi, so he must be quite strong?"

"I know, Jianghu Inn is at the foot of the mountain, the food there is delicious, I didn't expect the owner to know martial arts."

"Yes, I remember, the food at Jianghu Inn is really good!"

Lei Mengsha felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.