Chapter 1849 Drinking and Discussing Taoism, Admiring Beauty and Comparing Swords

The appearance of Chu Yan not only attracted the attention of Mo Wenjun, but also attracted the attention of other sword cultivators present.

All of a sudden, hundreds of eyes cast their gazes on Chu Yan, looking at him constantly, all kinds of eyes were complicated.

Some people looked at Chu Yan with surprise on their faces, some looked contemptuous and disdainful, and some looked downcast with thoughtful eyes.

Only Mo Wenjun, the holy son of the Ming clan, had a sneer on his face, and he was extremely proud.

"Chu Yan, here at Mojianya, as long as Guo Tiancheng keeps an eye on you, let's see how arrogant you are."

Sure enough, when the figures falling all over the sky began to thin out, Guo Tiancheng glanced over and stayed on Chu Yan for half a breath, then got up and announced:

"Okay! Thank you for your support. This time, the sword competition and discussion conference can begin!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, he waved his hand, and rows of ladies appeared on the garden path behind him, each of them holding fine nectar and jade food, like a group of fairies in the world, quickly shuttling among the flowers and green grass, serving the guests at each table. Wine table, rearrange.

"Huh!? Martial Emperor Realm!?"

In the crowd, someone glanced at them and found that these ladies were all extraordinary, and they were all warriors of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Moreover, almost every lady with a beautiful face carried a trace of fierce sword energy, like the true energy of body protection, lingering around her body.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Guo is really an elegant person, the beauty of wine, beauty and beauty is too beautiful to behold!"

"I didn't expect that within the Six Gods Sect, there would be warriors of the Martial Emperor Realm as servants, and all of them are delicate beauties with elegant sword aura. They really deserve the aura of one of the top ten races!"

"Drinking wine and discussing Taoism, appreciating beauty and comparing swords! This experience really didn't come in vain!"

"Senior brother Guo, dragon and phoenix among men, with a dragon sword, he has been comprehended in this sword sharpening rock for decades, and no one can compare. This kind of sword heart should be the number one sword cultivator in the Outland Continent!"

"..."

A group of warriors, drinking fine wine, looking at the beauties, all kinds of flattery, kept slapping Guo Tiancheng who was above the main seat.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Chu Yan looked around with a smile on his face. It was his first time participating in such a sword competition and discussion conference, so he naturally felt fresh and interesting.

"Everyone,

Please feel free! "

As the host, Guo Tiancheng stood up, held the wine glass, respected the audience from a distance, and drank it down in one gulp.

Immediately, the meeting officially began. After each wine session, people rose up with glasses, making friends and chatting everywhere.

What's more, it was Guo Tiancheng who walked towards the main seat, and surrounded him three floors in and three floors out.

"Cui Liyuan, an inner sect disciple of the Wuxu Sect, met Senior Brother Guo!"

A sword cultivator toasted Guo Tiancheng with a cup, with a flowery smile on his face...

"Da'an next week, from Tianxin Sect, thank you Brother Guo for the wine, it's just my taste, haha, I'll do it first..."

"Under the snow leaves, from the Tianhai region, I hope to get advice from fellow daoists through this sword meeting..."

"Next..."

A genius, while toasting Guo Tiancheng, reported his family background...

Every martial artist who speaks will get a burst of greetings and praise from other people present, the scene is so lively.

That Guo Tiancheng looked extremely powerful, he greeted everyone who came to toast with a smile, and drank it all in one gulp, it can be said that the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

Among the crowd, Chu Yan nodded slightly as he looked at the sword cultivators who reported themselves.

Especially for the three of them, Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness swept over them, and he also secretly praised them.

The first one is the inner hall disciple who came to the Great En Temple, named Miaolianju'an, his face is as indifferent as a green pine, but the majestic sword intent in his body is as powerful as the sky.

The second person is from Heijiao Cave Mansion. His face is pale, as if he has not seen the sun for many years. His name is An Yue, and he is also a rare genius.

It's just that although he was chatting with people, half of the time he stared at Chu Yan vaguely.

The last one, of course, is Mo Wenjun, the holy son of the Ming clan, with a dark face, staring straight at Chu Yan, full of hostility.

"I'm Chu Yan, disciple of Lingyun Pavilion!"

Holding the wine glass, Chu Yan also stepped forward to toast to show his gratitude to the host for the hospitality.

When Chu Yan finished his toast and returned to the wine table behind, several figures immediately surrounded him.

"I've heard about Brother Chu's name for a long time. That sword in the square, which cut off the ten thousand-year-old black iron sword pillar, is really a model of my swordsmanship!"

"Huh! Lingyun Pavilion!? Isn't Chu Yan a genius of the demigods!? I didn't expect to be a genius of the human race. The future is really limitless..."

"..."

Chu Yan's identity and cultivation base are much stronger than many warriors present, which naturally attracts everyone's pursuit and wants to make friends with him.

Chu Yan chuckled all over his face and raised his glass to greet him, lightly and naturally.

Not far away, Mo Wenwen's cold gaze swept across Chu Yan's figure, but he was extremely unhappy.

"Everyone..."

After drinking three rounds and speaking three times, Guo Tiancheng stood up again from the main seat, and when he spoke, the audience was silent, and they all turned their heads to look.

Seeing the scene quiet down, everyone looked at him, Guo Tiancheng nodded in satisfaction, and said

"Today's sword competition is almost ready to start! This is the first match, of course... the sword competition!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the eyes of all warriors in the audience lit up, and all of them were full of excitement and excitement.

The main event is finally about to begin!

"Everyone, everyone is a sword cultivator, so it is clear that I, a sword cultivator of my generation, cannot do without a peerless spiritual weapon! It seems that everyone gathered in the Nine Swords Heavenly Peak for the sake of This reason!"

"So, in this first match, everyone will compete to see whose spirit sword is more brilliant!"

After Guo Tiancheng finished speaking, he smiled lightly and looked at everyone.

"Competition of swords!? Is it competition of spirit soldiers!?"

"Haha, a sword matches a hero, and a spirit sword matches a hero. Let's see who has the peerless sword."

"This is good! Today will be an eye-opener and a feast for the eyes!"

"..."

Hearing Guo Tiancheng's words, a group of geniuses spoke together and echoed.

Only Chu Yan at the back was stunned and frowned slightly. He never thought that this so-called sword competition turned out to be a Biling soldier! ?

Hum...!

However, without waiting for Chu Yan to open his mouth, the Haotian Sword trembled directly in the scabbard behind him, telling Chu Yan clearly that he would never be grandstanding, and he would not do it unless he was fighting against the eight divine soldiers.

"Well...."

Chu Yan suddenly smiled wryly, shook his head, and looked helpless.

However, don't say that Haotian Sword is unwilling, even if he is himself, he is also unwilling. As a sword cultivator, how can a sword go out to kill people, how can it be watched! ?

Moreover, when he first stepped into the Nine Swords Heaven Peak, the Haotian Sword had caused reactions from the other eight ancient spirit soldiers. If he pulled out the Haotian Sword now, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

"I'll come first!"

Mo Wenjun of the Ming family stepped forward, glanced at Chu Yan from the corner of his eyes, smiled provocatively, and then raised the spirit weapon in his hand.

"This sword is called... Qianjun!"

Clang...!

There was a sound of sword sputum, like the howling of the empty canyon, which contained the momentum of thunder and thunder, the momentum was like a rainbow, and its power was extraordinary.

What an imperial spirit weapon!

"Thousands of troops! Slash generals and kill enemies, break through thousands of troops, defeat thousands of chieftains, there is no front to stop!"

When the sword came out, cold air and murderous aura surged. Everyone in the audience changed their expressions and nodded in unison, secretly praising.