When Fang Shaoyang was sleeping, a city called Fengzhou around the old Xinjiang became very lively, and countless heroes and heroes came here.

Countless luxury cars have gone to the famous Yin Yang Mountain, today is the day of the opening of the Yin Yang Sword Shrine, although it is opened during the day, but they are still very unified to rush over in the early morning, after all, there are too many people, and the number of places to enter is limited, if you can't enter, you will regret it for life.

At this time, countless luxury cars were discharged in an open space at the entrance of the Sword Shrine of Yin Yang Mountain, and many ancient warriors stood here, looking at each other hostilely because they didn't know each other.

The Sword Demon led Xiao Jiu, the Four Shura, and the Great Sword Ghost to stand quietly in the crowd, but because the Sword Demon's Shun Demon Sword Technique was too famous, many people still looked at this sword master.

"Master, many factions have come here. Xiao Jiu said as he stood behind the Sword Demon.

The Sword Demon smiled and said softly: "Yes, all the major sects are here now, I originally thought that there would not be so many, it seems that the prestige of the Yin Yang Swordsman is still really big." ”

"Fairy Wen. Xiao Jiu saw a group of men dressed in white and holding folding fans walking towards them, and spoke.

The Sword Demon didn't know what Xiao Jiu meant, so he looked back at Xiao Jiu and asked, "What Fairy Wen?"

"Master, a person from the Heavenly Pavilion of Calligraphy and Painting. Xiao Jiu explained.

"Mention them as a bunch of hypocrites, just a bunch of ants. The Sword Demon said as he glanced at a group of men who were walking towards them.

Xiao Jiu thought for a while and said, "Master, we still have some grievances between our sword style and the Calligraphy and Painting Heavenly Pavilion. ”

"Huh?" The Sword Demon looked back at Xiao Jiu again in confusion, did not speak, and was waiting for Xiao Jiu's response.

"Master, last time I went to arrest Fang Shaoyang, I don't know what's going on, Fairy Wen came to us, and he also did it with us. Xiao Jiu recalled the events at that time and said.

The Sword Demon's face sank, and he asked, "Why didn't you kill him at that time?"

Listening to the tone, Xiao Jiu knew that the Sword Demon was angry, but he just pursed his lips and lowered his head without speaking.

Soon, Fairy Wen followed the large army to the sword demon, an old man with a stacked fan, aged about sixty years old, looked alive, not old at all, walked to the sword demon's side, and said with a smile: "Mr. Sword Demon, how are you today?"

"Hmph. The Sword Demon just snorted coldly, and did not put the master clerk of the Calligraphy and Painting Heavenly Pavilion in his eyes, and said lightly: "Oh? The sword mound of the Yin and Yang Swordsman, is it possible that the hypocrites of the Calligraphy and Painting Heavenly Pavilion are also coming to share a spoonful of porridge?"

There was no politeness between the words, but this did not make Wen Sheng any anger, just shook off the fan and shook it and said: "I came this time to meet Mr. Sword Demon, I heard that he is so old now, and he is more enthusiastic than before, I really want to see it." ”

"Of course, my sword demon is still not as hot as a scholar, a lot of debts, there are sons everywhere in the world, you haven't lived in vain in your life. After the Sword Demon finished speaking, he laughed.

If the clerk can fight the sword demon now, then he will definitely get started without saying a word, and he will not give face at all in front of so many people, and he is saying, what's wrong with a lot of romantic debts? What's wrong with the sons all over the world? It's a lot better than the kind of people who don't have a son, right?

"Scholar, this place is not for you, you are playing with ink, why are you here to dance with knives and guns?" said the man with the sword on the side.

The sword was inherited for many years at that time, and their swordsmanship reached its peak, but with the death of the previous head of the sect, there was a great internal chaos, and they all fought in order to snatch the position of the head of the sect, and there were countless casualties, and since then the strength has been reduced a lot, which makes the sword gate jump on the head.

In fact, every disciple of Jiandang did not take Jianmen in his eyes, because most of Jianmen's swordsmanship is imitation of Jiandang, and it can also be said that Jiandang has achieved Jianmen.

But now the people of Jiandang know that the strength of the Sword Gate is much stronger than them, and they can't be provoked for the time being.

And the two factions don't have any grievances, it's just that the people of Jiandang look down on Jianmen in their bones.

After hearing this, the clerk looked back at the person who spoke, fanned the fan in his hand, folded his hand, and said, "What does the Taiyuan Zhenren of Jiandang mean by saying this?"

It seems that Taiyuan Zhenqi also looks down on the style of the Heavenly Pavilion of Calligraphy and Painting, and he stands with his hands and says: "Your martial arts are all playing with ink, it seems that you don't know anything about swordsmanship, right?

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? Even the Yin Yang Swordsman didn't explain that he didn't play with swords, so he wouldn't let him come, right?"

Taiyuan Zhenren laughed and said, "That's really good, but after your people go in, I don't think they will get any benefits." ”

At this time, the Sword Demon stood aside and said the same: "Yes, our people will never let you hypocrites get the treasure." ”

"Isn't that too much?" said the clerk with a little fire.

"So what?" the Sword Demon sneered instead of being angry.

The clerk knew that the strength of the Calligraphy and Painting Heavenly Pavilion was not as good as the sword style, so he could only endure the fire and lead people to retreat.

When it happened here, it didn't attract many people to see it, and it didn't seem to attract much to them.

This time, the opening of the Yin Yang Sword Shrine made the famous sects in China gather once, and some people who have resentment and hatred will naturally quarrel a few times, and there is nothing to see at all.

"The famous sword demon, when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, and my sword should have admired the name for a long time. Taiyuan Zhenren turned his head to look at the sword demon and said, and when he spoke, he hugged his fists.

The sword demon also clenched his fists and said: "Taiyuan Zhenren, my sword style has also admired the name for a long time!"

"Sword Style?" Taiyuan Zhenren was stunned, and then said: "I'm really sorry, I forgot that the Sword Gate was divided into two factions!"

"Haha, it seems that the news of Taiyuan Zhenren is really not very well-informed. The Sword Demon laughed.

The two of them started chatting sentence by sentence, from the things of the sect, to homely things, and then to the sword mound, and the two of them were very enthusiastic, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

When the sky slowly turned white, Xuan Shen came here with people, Kong Youyou, Ouyang Ruoqing and Yao Huan naturally followed them, this time the Sword Sect did not bring many people, but the three people who entered the Sword Shrine and Kong Youyou were three, a total of seven people.

Their appearance attracted a lot of people's attention, of course, just for a moment, and then turned their heads and began to wait for the sword shrine to open.