Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Baili Dongjun, who was lying on the table, suddenly looked up, his nose twitched, and his eyes lit up.

"What a nice smell~"

"Eh~ It's them!"

Baili Dongjun suddenly said again, his eyes flashed, and he saw the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis who had stopped.

Baili Dongjun rubbed his head and felt that his head was about to explode.

One hand was on the table, supporting his chin.

Seeing Jun Lintian still drinking slowly, Baili Dongjun was stunned and a little discouraged.

Jun Lintian smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"Wake up~

"Did you secretly use your true qi to catalyze the alcohol?"

Baili Dongjun said with a wooden face and depressed.

I have been drinking since I was a child, and I actually lost?

"Then you blamed this kid wrongly. "Wenhujiu smiled and tapped Baili Dongjun's head.

"But this kid's physique is different from that of ordinary people. Even if it is an ordinary Vajra Realm, using true qi to drink wine, it may not be able to drink more than him."

Baili Dongjun felt comforted. It was not that he was not powerful, but that Jun Lintian was too abnormal.

However, Baili Dongjun was still a little unconvinced. He planned to brew better wine in the future and then compete with Jun Lintian.

Baili Dongjun burped, his eyes turned, and suddenly stopped on the stage.

Wei Changfeng reached out to take the sword, and gently waved it. There was a whistling sound of wind, passing by everyone's ears.

There were also a few thin sounds of cutting the air.

Masters like Wenhujiu and Elder Chengyu all noticed it.

"It is worthy of being the sword of the Immortal Palace. It is so sharp. "

Muttering in a low voice while warming the pot of wine, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

A beautiful, white lotus was embroidered on the hilt, while the sword body was bronze in color, full of ancient style.

There seemed to be a layer of mist lingering on the sword body, which made the long sword more lively in addition to its ancient style, not looking so old-fashioned and boring, but more ethereal.

"Good sword~"

Bai Li Dongjun was so fascinated by it that he couldn't help but shout out loud.

"This sword is good, I want this sword. ”

The hand holding the wine in the pot of wine shook, and almost spilled the wine. He drank it quickly and was about to cover the boy's mouth with his hand.

"My little nephew, you really know how to cause trouble for your own uncle~"

Wenhujiu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't pay attention, and this boy was so careless.

But Baili Dongjun seemed unaware, and his eyes were fixed on the sword in Wei Changfeng's hand, as if it was full of magic and could seduce people's souls.

"This sword is made of the iron essence of the Five Mountains and the golden essence of the Six Directions. It was bathed in the fairy air of the mountain for three years in the lotus pond of Qianzhang Lotus Mountain to obtain this sword of the fairy palace."

Wei Changfeng introduced loudly with a strong smile.

"This sword can kill people without staining blood, and keep clean in mud, so it is named [Unstained Dust]. "

"I hope there will be a peerless young man to take it, ask the sword of the world, and make this sword rank on the sword list. "

Everyone was in uproar, and then fell silent.

Peerless Young Master, how many people in the world can be called peerless?

"Bu Ran Chen!"

"What a good name! Uncle, uncle, I want this sword."

Bai Li Dong Jun muttered, and pulled Wen Hu Jiu's sleeve drunkenly, which gave Wen Hu Jiu a headache.

"Idiot, you are making things difficult for your uncle. "

Wen Hujiu scolded angrily, and he was about to doubt whether he was his uncle.

What nephew would be so deceiving to his uncle?

Many people looked at Baili Dongjun sideways after hearing his crazy words.

Seeing the three teenagers and the warm pot of wine, they were stunned.

The three teenagers ignored these looks.

Sikong Changfeng sat comfortably and nodded in response with a smile on his face.

Jun Lintian drank by himself and didn't take those looks to heart at all.

As for Baili Dongjun, the fool, only the sword was left in his eyes, and even his uncle had no choice but to hold his forehead.

"It seems that someone wants to snatch the sword from us, Black Charcoal Head, what do you think we should do? "

A lazy voice came in, followed by Master Zhuo Mo, who was dressed in black, and Lei Mengsha slowly walked out.

Beside him, there were Master Qingge holding a jade flute, Master Liuyue sitting in a sedan chair, and Master Mochen, who was dressed in black and covered his face with a bamboo hat.

Hearing the three words "black charcoal head", Master Mochen's face twitched under the bamboo hat, his eyes flashed, and he sighed silently.

Since being nicknamed "black charcoal head" by the little ghost last time, Lei Mengsha, this cheap The goods are always on his lips.

So much so that now everyone in the streets and alleys of Tianqi City knows that the taciturn Master Mo Chen has a new nickname.

How annoying!

The four masters appeared,

Everyone in the audience cast their eyes, and there were whispers in the crowd.

Some young people were excited, their hearts were surging, and their eyes were fiery.

Lei Mengsha and Luo Xuan looked natural, their eyes slightly raised, and they stood sideways, and stopped in a very handsome posture.

Lei Mengsha lookedAs soon as the light moved, he found Baili Dongjun mumbling.

"So it's you, kid. How much did you drink?"

"Look at how drunk you are. Obviously you drank a lot."

Luo Xuan also smiled.

Then, the two of them looked at Jun Lintian with a flickering gaze, and were both stunned.

"This kid seems to have made another breakthrough..."

Luo Xuan frowned, and looked at Lei Mengsha beside him hesitantly.

Lei Mengsha's face had turned dark, and he squeezed out a few words.

"This little bastard must have done it on purpose."

He had just broken through to the Great Accomplishment Vajra Realm when he returned to Tianqi.

He hadn't been proud for a few days, but he met Jun Lintian again, a little guy, and Jun Lintian's realm had also been raised to the Great Accomplishment Vajra Realm.

Lei Mengsha was extremely depressed, but Jun Lintian raised his glass to invite him enthusiastically.

"Brother Lei, Brother Luo, sit down and drink quickly. Drinking too much of this sword wine can also temper your body."

Many people were shocked to find that there were three empty wine jars in front of Jun Lintian alone, and their eyes showed strange colors.

This amount of alcohol is really a bit scary.

As for the effect of tempering the body... Most people shook their heads. They couldn't bear so much sword wine.

Lei Mengsha glared at Jun Lintian and was about to run to the stage to get the sword first.

But as soon as he moved, he stopped again and looked at the stage in astonishment.

There was a figure there.

I don't know when he climbed up while everyone was not paying attention.

"I want a sword...I want a sword..."

Bai Li Dongjun hiccuped, swayed his body and stretched out his hand to take the sword.

Everyone was stunned, and then laughed lightly, just thinking it was a joke.

Warming the pot of wine, he smiled bitterly.

On the other side of Wushuang City, a young man stood up with a frown, looked at Baili Dongjun, and then looked at the four young masters.

He immediately jumped onto the stage and whispered before going on stage.

"Elder Cheng, we swordsmen do not seek famous swords, but seek people to fight with swords."

If we come only for the sword, it would be a waste of this sword test meeting.

Song Yanhui bowed to Wei Tinglu and Wei Changfeng, turned around, and slowly drew out the sword.

It was a somewhat special sword, with a slight arc at the head of the sword.

"Song Yanhui from Wushuang City, I came here to take the sword."

"Did I ask your name?"

Song Yanhui looked at Baili Dongjun swaying, feeling a little unhappy, but still asked respectfully.

Baili Dongjun's eyes were blurred, his steps were left and right, and he spoke.

"Bai Li... My name is Bai Li Dong Jun..."

"... Dong Jun means the God of Spring... Hahaha..."

Song Yanhui was stunned. He had never heard of this name in the martial arts world.

Could it be that the other party is a low-key swordsman who doesn't care about a little fame?

Thinking of this, Song Yanhui had more respect for Bai Li Dong Jun.

"Come on, let's fight it out!"

Bai Li Dong Jun burped and waved his fist.

Song Yanhui nodded, "Our duel this time is a sword test to determine who is better. I wonder where your sword is?"

Bai Li Dong Jun was stunned, and the drunkenness in his eyes was awakened a little. He was confused and asked.

"Yes... Where is my sword? Where is my sword!"

Song Yanhui's face darkened. Who are you asking about your own sword?

Bai Li Dong Jun looked at Wei Changfeng. The other party had an excellent sword in his hand, but it didn't belong to him yet.

What about his sword?

Baili Dongjun turned his head and looked at the audience, searching with his eyes, and suddenly shouted.

"Sword!"

"Give me the sword!!"

Lei Mengsha shook his head and laughed, but still spoke.

"We are friends, so lend him the sword."

Qingge Master Luo Xuan stepped forward, smiling like a spring breeze.

"I have a sword named [Qingge], and I will lend it to Young Master Baili."

Luo Xuan waved his right hand, and the long sword on his waist flew out and fell directly into the high platform.