"Keng!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing is like a rainbow penetrating the sun, resounding across the sky and earth.

The next moment, two figures appeared in front of everyone. Regarding what happened before, everyone present, except for a few people with sharp eyes, basically had no idea what happened. [..com]

"Haha! Have fun!"

Song Que held the heavenly sword in his hand and looked up to the sky and roared.

"I haven't had such a good time in a long time, come again!"

Following Fu Cailin's shout, the two disappeared from everyone's eyes again.

"Keng!"

"Crack!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of fists and feet clashing, most people only heard the sound, but couldn't see clearly the movements of the two people, but they were too fast.

"Senior Fu, be careful, Song is about to make a move." Song Que reminded Fu Cailin, and then everyone saw a scimitar rising into the sky like a bright moon, shining brightly into everyone's eyes.

"[Eight Styles of the Heavenly Sword]-[The Heavenly Sword Asks for Love]."

"Haha, [Heavenly Sword] is such a unique skill, it seems that I can't hide my clumsiness anymore." Fu Cailin smiled lightly, waved the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "[Yi Sword Technique] - [Junzi Sword]."

[Yi Swordsmanship] has three styles, divided into [Junzi Sword], [Emperor Sword], and the most powerful [Tianxia Sword]. Each sword has eight styles, totaling twenty-four styles. Each sword is sharper than the other.

[Junzi Sword] comes out, Fu Cailin's figure is like flowing clouds and flowing water, each move is extremely smooth, which makes people feel uncomfortable; [Heavenly Sword Asks for Love], there is tenderness in the domineering, and the murderous intention is hidden in the tenderness, making people can't help but get lost in it.

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"Hey! With the great success of [Heavenly Sword], who else in the world can match it?" Fan Qinghui said with emotion as he looked at the domineering Song Que.

Zhu Yuyan also had a solemn look on her face. Only those who have witnessed the Grandmaster's battles can understand the pressure brought by the Grandmaster.

[Water Curtain Cave] You Chuhong stared at the two people in the private room without blinking, as if she wanted to learn something from the battle between the two. Looking at her expression, sometimes excited, sometimes frowning, the people watching

So not anxious.

Perhaps, among the people present, only Li Jiancheng looked calm, as if he didn't feel anything.

"Brother Jiancheng, who do you think will win, Uncle Song or Grandpa Fu?" Shan Wanjing ran up to Li Jiancheng and asked with a sweet smile.

Taking her in his arms, Li Jiancheng asked curiously: "Wanjing, why are you so concerned?"

Under the gazes of the girls, Shan Wanjing lowered her head slightly in embarrassment and said in a whisper: "Sister Yuzhi made a bet with sister Junqiang and asked me to be a notary. Whoever wins will have to pay

Notary fees.”

"Haha!" Li Jiancheng stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, and said a little funny: "I didn't expect that our Wanjing is still a little money-crazy. From now on, I will let you keep all the money in the family."

He rubbed his nose gently and glared at Li Jiancheng to show his dissatisfaction.

"I don't want it. There are so many troubles in money management. I used to be so tired of helping my mother calculate the accounts of the party. I just want to be a young lady who eats and drinks." Shan Wanjing hugged Li Jiancheng's hand.

Arms, he said coquettishly.

Her behavior made many women present envious. Some people wanted to do it, but they couldn't bear it; some people wanted to do it, but their status didn't allow it.

"By the way, Brother Jiancheng, you haven't told me who will win yet."

Li Jiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said easily: "If Uncle Song uses a special skill, Senior Fu will definitely lose. However, now it is just a competition, and I think the two will eventually tie."

"Ah!" Shan Wanjing let out a sweet cry, pouted and said very depressedly: "In this case, it doesn't mean that I can't take advantage of Sister Yuzhi and this girl Junqiang."

"Hehe!" Fu Junqiang looked at the depressed Shan Wanjing and made a face to her happily. "It's not that easy to make money from me and sister Yuzhi!"

Regardless of the conversation between Li Jiancheng and others in the restaurant, the fight between Song Que and Fu Cailin was coming to an end.

"Keng!"

After another exchange of long swords and scimitars, Fu Cailin and Song Que returned to their previous positions.

"Haha, I am getting old, and the name of [Heavenly Sword] is indeed well-deserved." Fu Cailin put his long sword into its sheath and said with a rather emotional expression.

"Senior Fu is too complimentary." Song Que said respectfully, Fu Cailin is the senior after all, and there is no grudge between us, so politeness is necessary. "If Senior Fu uses all his strength, Song will not be able to get any favors."

"Haha, the truth is whatever it is, but I, Fu Cailin, will not open my eyes and tell lies." Fu Cailin laughed loudly, then turned his head and said to someone: "Brother Ning, you have been watching for a long time, why don't you show up and see me

?”

Many people present were puzzled by Fu Cailin's words.

However, the next moment everyone finally understood the reason.

"Haha! Since Brother Fu has invited me, Ning dares not to obey." Following a loud laugh, an old man in gray robes, with white hair and a childlike face, and kind eyes jumped out from a house.

"Ning Sanren?" Fan Qinghui exclaimed, seeming a little surprised.

Many people present who knew him also showed surprised faces. Ning Daoqi, who had not been heard in the world for a long time, actually appeared here today?

Yes, this old man is one of the three great masters in the world, the monk-like Taoist Ning Sanren Ning Daoqi.

Ning Daoqi can be said to be the only detached person in the Tang Dynasty, and his true intention is to have no desires and no demands.

He appeared three times: fishing for Kou Zhong with fish near the water, retreating from the demon gate with the sound of the flute in the deep alley, and fighting the Heavenly Sword in the Piaoxue Temple. The reason why he fought against Kou Zhong and Song Que was just at the invitation of Fan Qinghui.

He had been helped by Fan Qinghui, so in order to repay his favor, Ning Daoqi took on the task of preventing Kou Zhong and Li Shimin from fighting for the world.

Perhaps we should thank him for his inaction, so Kou Zhong was able to escape from him safely. This may be fate.

However, in this time and space, Ning Daoqi stood in front of everyone with a different attitude. Perhaps, he also had a battle with Song Que, but Song Que in this time and space was the master.

"Ning Daoqi?" Seeing the person coming, Zhu Yuyan also frowned.

If Shi Zhixuan was once the leader of the Demon Sect, then Ning Daoqi can be regarded as the nominal leader of the righteous path.

Why a figurehead?

After all, it has something to do with his inaction. Because of inaction, there is no dispute. Therefore, in Ning Daoqi's eyes, there is no difference between the righteous way and the demon sect, although he is standing on the righteous path.

Shi Zhixuan can fight against him with his strength and the evil emperor's relics, but who else in the Demon Sect can fight against the master-level Ning Daoqi?

However, Zhu Yuyan's eyes soon lit up.

Nowadays, the [Yingui Sect] is also a regular sect in Chang'an City. If anything happens, Li Jiancheng will naturally take action. Although I don't know Li Jiancheng's true strength, I think it's not bad.

"Haha, it's so lively today that so many heroes have gathered together." Ning Daoqi said boldly. At the same time, his eyes swept across the venue.

Previously hiding and watching, Ning Daoqi knew that he had been sensed by many people, especially one of them who seemed to be extremely powerful, and he did not dare to compete with him.

However, after scanning for a while, Ning Daoqi did not find this person.

"Brother Ning is here, everyone must come and pay homage to Grandmaster Ning." Fu Cailin said with a chuckle.

"Brother Fu is so humble. I think that when you were young, Brother Fu, you also favored the best son. How many ladies from famous families wanted to marry Brother Fu, which made Ning very envious."

"Ahem..." Fu Cailin coughed awkwardly. This sentence seemed to praise himself, but no matter how it sounded, it felt like he was making fun of himself.

"By the way, why is Brother Ning here?" Fu Cailin quickly changed the subject.
Chapter completed!