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

"The two little brats got there first."

Lei Mengsha chuckled, and then the four young masters stepped away a few steps, just blocking the door.

"You, the Eighth Young Master of Beili, are also going to block the way?"

Someone shouted in the crowd, but it was unclear who it was.

Lei Mengsha immediately waved his hand and laughed in rebuttal.

"No, no, no..."

"We don't mean that. We just want to treat everyone. Let's talk about other things after the banquet."

"Everyone comes from all over the world. It's hard to get together. There is Mingjian Villa, which is famous for its sword wine. It would be a pity if we don't drink to our heart's content and reminisce about the past."

"Besides, if you leave in a hurry after only drinking half of the wine, if this gets out, the world will inevitably criticize Mingjian Villa for its poor hospitality and lack of courtesy. How embarrassed are you, Master Wei? Isn't this slapping him in the face..."

"Listen to my advice. We can't be bad guests when we are guests. We should make both the host and the guests happy..."

Lei Mengsha talked a lot, and many people's faces turned black after hearing it.

"What a chatterbox~"

"It would be great if Master Zhuo Mo didn't have this mouth..."

Someone sighed and whispered in the crowd.

But not everyone was fooled by Lei Mengsha.

"I want to leave, and you want to stop me?"

The white-haired fairy drew his sword and stepped forward, looking at Lei Mengsha with sharp eyes.

Lei Mengsha grinned, glared, and pretended to be fierce.

"I can still kill you!"

"Are you going to be enemies with the world?"

Old man Cheng Yu led the people of Wushuang City and spoke in a calm voice with great majesty.

Dozens of swordsmen from Wushuang City behind him shot sharp eyes at him, with great momentum.

Luo Xuan chuckled when he heard it, "Old man, don't scare people, don't talk about the world all the time, ask them if they are willing to be represented by Wushuang City?"

Luo Xuan smiled playfully and pointed at other people in the field.

Those people turned their heads quickly and pretended to look around, after all, they couldn't afford to offend both sides.

"Why waste so much time talking to them? If you want to fight, fight. Otherwise, sit down and drink."

Jun Lintian shouted suddenly, his tone arrogant. Facing so many people, he still showed no fear.

"Boy, I give face to the Eighth Young Master of Beili. Who do you think you are? How dare you speak nonsense here?"

Old Master Cheng Yu turned his head suddenly, shouted, his face was cold, and a huge momentum came over.

Lei Mengsha secretly said that it was not good, but Jun Lintian did not move, looking at the other party with a sneer on his mouth.

"Old man, I call you old man because I think of your age. Don't really take advantage of your age."

Jun Lintian let the momentum come, his robe fluttering, but his expression was relaxed and unaffected.

Many people were secretly surprised, surprised at how strong Jun Lintian's physique was.

The eyes of Elder Cheng Yu sank, and he couldn't get over it.

"It seems that this person is the one who caused the unusual movement in Jianshan. He has been tempered by three thousand sword qi. I am afraid that he has already forged sword bones. He will definitely be a strong rival of Yanhui in the future."

A cold light flashed through the depths of Cheng Yu's eyes. He wanted to take action to destroy Jun Lintian, so as to clear a big enemy for Song Yanhui's future.

But he thought that under the watchful eyes of the public, the Mingjian Mountain Villa would definitely not sit idly by and watch him take action at will.

Cheng Yu snorted coldly, his eyes were gloomy, and he came to sit down next to him.

But the people of Wushuang City did not disperse.

"You seem to be a swordsman as well. Are you willing to learn from each other?"

Song Yanhui stepped forward with a cold face and spoke loudly.

The majesty of Wushuang City cannot be challenged by others.

Elder Cheng Yu could not take action, but the younger generation could do it.

Jun Lintian sneered and replied, "My sword can only kill people, not play tricks."

When these words came out, many people were inspired.

This young man is quite arrogant!

"Did you learn this mouth from you?"

Luo Xuan poked Lei Mengsha next to him with the flute and asked in a low voice.

Lei Mengsha shook his head quickly, "Don't slander me, when have I ever been so mean."

Then he sighed again.

"This kid, when he talks, he can really make people angry to death. Who can stand this?"

The white-haired fairy and the purple-clothed marquis stood aside calmly, and suddenly sighed: "I suddenly admire this little guy a little. If we can take him to our outer world..."

"Silence~"

The purple-clothed marquis hurriedly shouted, and his eyes swept around sharply, feeling a little helpless.

The white-haired fairy smiled and shrugged, not caring at all.

"Why do I feel like it's dangerous to stand next to you?"

Sikong Changfeng felt the hostile gazes coming at him, tilted his head and spoke with a helpless tone.

"You are going to be a gun master in the future, you have to get used to this kind of small scene."

Jun Lintian said earnestly.

Sikong Changfeng nodded seriously, "That's right!"

Immediately, Sikong Changfeng glared back, and at the same time, the spear in his hand shook.

"You want to fight alone, right!"

"Come on...those with guns come out...Oh, no, if you don't, then you lose."

Sikong Changfeng shouted arrogantly, and when he saw that no one on the opposite side made any move, he waved his hand casually, with a look of disgust on his face, and directly announced the winner.

Such a move made many people present angry and couldn't help laughing.

Wushuang City is famous for its swords, not to mention that this is a sword test meeting, and those who come to gain experience are naturally swordsmen.

You let those with guns come out for a duel, isn't this embarrassing?

There was some commotion among the people in Wushuang City, and some people wanted to chop Sikong Changfeng with swords, but were held back by the people around them.

Lei Mengsha laughed and said, "This mean look is more like me."

"As for that kid, he is too venomous, and it must have nothing to do with me. "

"If these two people go out to explore the world, I'm worried that they will be beaten to death in two days."

Luo Xuan said lightly, with a helpless look on his face.

Song Yan looked back with a chill in her eyes, and couldn't hold it back any longer.

"You are just showing off your eloquence!"

"Let me see if the sword in your hand is just as sharp. "

With a cold shout, the Water Moon Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, its sharp edge exposed, and slashed through the air.

Jun Lintian raised his eyes slightly, "It should be about time..."

As long as the warm pot of wine sets off first, these people will be difficult to intercept.

Then let's test the sharpness!

Jun Lintian slowly smiled, and his hand, which had been pressing on the [Zhulong] sword, finally moved.

Clang~

The long sword quickly crossed the sky and collided with the Water Moon Sword exactly.

Ding~

The sound of the collision was particularly crisp and pleasant.

But the people with swords on the scene didn't care about this.

It was that Jun Lintian had just drawn his sword, and it caused the swords in their hands to tremble, as if they were catering to each other.

Many people were stunned, and their eyes were all directed at Jun Lintian.

Jun Lintian stopped Song Yanhui with a sword, his figure was proud, his momentum was overwhelming, and he said leisurely.

"It's impolite not to return the favor! "

"Take my sword."

Jun Lintian suddenly felt a surge of momentum, and when he slashed with his sword, a hazy sword light swept out.

A strange artistic conception spread quietly.

Song Yan looked back and felt a dreamy light appear in front of his eyes. In a blink of an eye, the world was spinning, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion.

He thought it was not good, but he could not change the fact.

All the people nearby were hit, their eyes began to blur, and they stood there stupidly.

Jun Lintian turned around and put his sword back into the sheath.

A sword cut through the abyss of the world, some people were drunk and some were awake.