The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 78 Heroes Conference (1)
This Xuanyuan Pavilion was built in this Hanyang City, and Xi Bojian must not let that guy know, Xi Wanqing had an idea and gave himself a random name.

"What, Mr. Lanyue, you said that it is a peerless sword, how can you see it, don't deceive me, wait for a hard fight, just for that scrap metal." , a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes questioned loudly.

Xi Wanqing was not angry either, she looked in the direction of the voice, and said in a confident tone, "This elder brother, is it a peerless sword or not? You can see for yourself if you can't draw it brightly."

"Mo Yan." Xi Wanqing called out to Mo Yan with a full-on tone.

Mo Yan understood, walked to the side of the ring, and took down the Juechen sword from the sword stand next to the master seat.

"Pull out the Juechen sword and show it to the heroes." Seeing Mo Yan walking over with the Juechen sword, Xi Wanqing ordered Mo Yan lightly.

"Yes, sir." Mo Yan held the scabbard in his left hand, and pinched the hilt with his right hand. With a bang sound, the Juechen sword was pulled out of the scabbard. The bang sound was exactly the sound of the sword edge. The dust sword must be sharp.

Mo Yan held the Juechen sword in a good-looking pose, and the sharpness of the Juechen sword was exposed in front of everyone. The whole body of the sword was glowing with silver light, and the edge of the sword was bursting with cold air.

Just as Mo Yan was posing and showing the Juechen Sword to everyone in the audience, Xi Wanqing gave Mo Yu a wink, Mo Yu understood, suddenly drew his own sword, and quickly attacked Mo Yan with a move. Seeing Mo Yu attacking him, Mo Yan's moves were fast and hateful. When Mo Yu's swords collided, Mo Yu's sword was instantly cut in two by Juechen Jian. Seeing that Mo Yu's sword was destroyed, Mo Yan was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly withdrew his move.

The two brothers and sisters fought each other, Juechenjian only lightly brushed the sword in Mo Yu's hand just now, it can be seen that this Juechenjian is indeed a rare and good sword, cutting iron like mud.

"This is indeed a rare and good sword." Before the person arrived, the voice came first, and Jun Wuxi fell from the sky after finishing a sentence, and landed lightly on the ring on his toes. He was still dressed in white today. , is white from head to toe, looks like a living piece of white tofu.

Seeing Jun Wuxi floating above the ring, Xi Wanqing glanced down the ring out of the corner of her eye. Sure enough, as she expected, Su Wang Feng Yixiao and Chen Wang Feng Yichen of Nanheng Kingdom were also under the ring at the moment.

"Young Master Jun, I am honored to be able to attend this hero meeting today." Xi Wanqing glanced at the stage, then walked up to Jun Wuxi and greeted him politely.

Jun Wuxi stared at Xi Wanqing carefully with sharp eyes, but her face was full of spring breeze. She shook the folding fan in her hand, and she was flirtatious: "When we got together in Fengxian Tower that day, I felt that the young master was born with beautiful features, and he must not be waiting for you. My generation, I didn't expect that the young master is actually the master of this Xuanyuan Pavilion."

"Ahem... It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's a great honor for Lanyue to be able to get into the eyes of Mr. Jun. Please go inside Mr. Jun." Xi Wanqing was dumbfounded by Jun Wuxi's bright eyes. , coughed dryly twice, and laughed, while talking, he invited Jun Wuxi to sit in the stands.

After Xi Wanqing lured Jun Wuxi to sit down on the stand behind the ring, Feng Yixiao also flew down on the ring.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness Su Wang's light work is not bad." Jun Wuxi watched Feng Yixiao falling, and joked in front of Xi Wanqing.

"Mo Yan, please come here and sit down." Xi Wanqing didn't want to see Feng Yixiao, but she didn't want to offend him, so she ordered Mo Yan to invite him in.

Mo Yan spread his hands, put on a posture of inviting guests, and respectfully said to Feng Yixiao: "His Royal Highness, please come inside."

"Yeah." Feng Yixiao didn't look at Mo Yan, simply uttered a word, lifted his robe, and strode towards the stands.

Compared to Feng Yixiao and Jun Wuxi, Feng Yichen is much more low-key. He didn't use lightness kung fu, but like Xi Wanqing, who can't show off lightness kung fu, he stepped on the short ladder of the ring step by step, slowly Climb up the ring slowly.

Feng Yichen climbed up to the arena and stood on a high place. The crescent-white brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and his black hair flew behind him like ink and silk. His face was slightly pale, and his whole body stood upright in the wind. With a slightly unearthly handsomeness, Zhan Feng followed closely behind him, serving him personally.

"His Royal Highness, please come inside." Seeing Feng Yichen climbing up the ring, Mo Yan respectfully invited Feng Yichen to sit on the stage just like before.

"Okay." Feng Yichen stopped, turned his head and glanced at Mo Yan, his face was warm and his words were elegant.

"Heroes, heroes, the hero meeting is about to start. On the stage, swords have no eyes. I hope you can stop right away." Mo Yan stood on the stage, bowed his hands to everyone in the audience, and after loudly announcing everything, he stepped back. to the side.

"Is there any hero who is willing to teach you in the Xiananling sect?" After Mo Yan retreated, a young man in green clothes flew onto the ring. Tall and straight, he is upright, this Nanling sect Xi Wanqing has learned from books recently that he is a small sect of martial arts in Nanheng country.

As soon as Gao Da finished speaking, a man in gray flew onto the stage. The man in gray clasped his fists and cupped his hands at Gao Da: "Xue Yuan, a young hero in Xiayun Mountain, came to learn Gao Daxia's brilliant moves."

The two of them were courteous, and showed their respective weapons. Swords and swords suddenly appeared on the ring, and the two fought inseparably. After Yuan was defeated, Gu also quickly withdrew his move.

"Great Xia Gao's martial arts are really amazing, Xue Mou is willing to bow down." Holding the sword, Xue Yuan was polite to Gao Gao again, and then flew off the ring.

Next, more than a dozen people came up to challenge Gundam one after another, and the ring was full of enthusiasm. The man named Gundam really had some real skills, and he fought against more than a dozen people one after another.

Xi Wanqing fixed her eyes on the ring, thinking to herself, this Gundam has been winning, fighting one after another, and there are so many people under the ring, no matter how good his martial arts are, he will eventually run out of energy and lose the battle. It seems a bit unfair to him.

"Hey, Young Master Lanyue, what are you thinking?" Just as Xi Wanqing squinted her eyes and thought about something, Jun Wuxi leaned sideways, took his precious fan, and waved it in front of her eyes.

Xi Wanqing opened his fan angrily, and gave him a blank look: "Mr. Jun, if you are bored, go up and play two games and replace that Gundam. He has played against more than ten people. I think he will also Need to rest."

At this time, the person who was fighting Gundam in the arena happened to be defeated.

"Mo Yan, let Gao Daxia rest for a while, it's not fair for him to take turns fighting like this." Xi Wanqing said, glanced at Jun Wuxi calculatingly, opened and closed her red lips, and said loudly: "It's rare to be the number one son in the world. Mr. Jun thinks highly of our Xuanyuan Pavilion. Today he is going to go to the ring to learn the best moves of heroes."

(End of this chapter)