On the open space by the East Lake of Yandi City, countless people from the world gathered on this day. On a high platform in front, there were a long row of people sitting. On their tops, there was a huge banner with four big red words "Jiangnan Sword Club". In the middle, a woman in white clothes was as beautiful as snow, sitting there, with a layer of veil covering her face, only a pair of beautiful eyes exposed. Even so, the people below were shouting wildly for it, and the crowd was surging.

Soon, several people walked out from the side. One of them was wearing a blue dress, with long hair, and their big and lively eyes were like stars in the sky. They were carrying an ancient sword. This heroic look made people feel undesecrated. Behind her, a monk wearing a gray cassock followed her with a solemn appearance, her eyes flashed with brilliance. The few people who were accompanying were also the best young people in the world. As soon as these people came out, they immediately calmed down.

"Hehe, Fairy Ye, we meet again." The voice still made people feel soft and soft, with a coquettish expression, charming all living beings. Kuirong and Cheng Zitian also walked up from the stage with a few people. Jiang Yiyun stood up and put his hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and made a seat to sit calmly. Xuanyuan Wuji and Jiang Yonghao also came. On the long stage, there was a place full of young masters of the world, but there was still a seat next to Jiang Yiyun. Everyone guessed who was left for this location, and only three people were present knew. Even Ye Ruoyu, Kuirong and others also showed very expectant expressions. Who had such a great face to leave the most beautiful man in Jiangnan for free, and this charm was beyond the reach.

The protagonist's late arrival made the people below impatient, and some people began to curse. Jiang Yiyun was a little anxious and stood up. Just as she was about to speak, a figure fell from the sky, with a tall and burly body, with sword eyebrows entering her temples, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

"Ah~, it's him." Many people in the crowd recognized Zhang Hao and shouted in surprise.

"Zhang Hao" everyone on the stage was also surprised. They never expected that Jiang Yiyun was waiting for him. After thinking about it, he felt relieved. He was the only young man in the world who had this charm.

"Zhang Hao, thank you for coming." Jiang Yiyun stood up and greeted her.

"I'm sorry, something happened just now, so everyone has been waiting for a long time." When Zhang Hao turned around and sat down, Jiang Yiyun noticed that his clothes were cut by a knife. He must have been ambushed on the way when he came here. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who is so bold that he actually openly attacked Mr. Zhang in the city."

Zhang Hao also stretched his head, stared at Jiang Yiyun's beautiful eyes and said softly, "No matter who it is, the offender will kill me." A sense of pride arose, and Jiang Yiyun quickly turned his head away.

The people below saw Zhang Hao whispering with Jiang Yiyun as soon as they arrived. They were extremely intimate and sensation again. Jiang Yiyun pretended to be angry and looked at Zhang Hao, stood up gently, with a graceful posture, extremely charming, and cheers everywhere.

Jiang Yiyun's hands were quiet, and the lower part immediately became quiet. A voice like a sound of nature spread from afar, "I announce now that the Jianghu Sword Association has officially begun."

"Okay" "Okay" With everyone's cheers, Jiang Yiyun sat back to her original position and introduced the situation of the sword meeting to Zhang Hao. "The Jiangnan Sword Meeting is held once a year, and the four major families in Yandicheng sent people to take turns to host it. As long as the young generation is from, you can participate, no matter where you come from, and some more famous youth conferences will be sent to invite famous posts and listed as guests of honor." His jade hand pointed to the people on the stage lightly.

"The rule of the Sword Club is to have a free competition, and the winner can get a bounty of 30,000 and a mysterious prize."

"Mysterious Prize? What did it come from?"

"I don't know either. This prize is in the hands of the Lord of Yandi City. After the sword meeting is over, the champion can go to the Lord of the City Mansion to collect it. It is said that last year it was a thousand-year-old ginseng, a treasure that martial artists dream of. I don't know this year, so I guess it's not bad."

At this time, a strange-dressed man walked up and clasped his fists around and said, "I Tiejin". Then another person walked out. Standing opposite Tiejin, he clasped his fists and said, "Hongwu". After reporting his names, they started fighting in the open space in front. They were both warriors of about level 2. In the eyes of everyone on the stage, the two below were like children fighting. Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly when he saw it, and even the people below booed.

The two of them fought for an hour, and finally Tie Jin was kicked by Hongwu. After Hongwu won, he looked at Jiang Yiyun happily. Just as he was about to walk up, Zhang Hao, who was sitting next to him, shot two golden lights in his eyes, directly shooting him down.

"Young Master Zhang" Jiang Yiyun nodded gratefully.

After being beaten down, Hongwu was already unconscious and was so scared that he left without looking back after being awakened.

The next thing was still so boring. Some people with relatively low cultivation came out to compete, making the people on the guest table so bored that they were about to fall asleep. Cheng Zitian finally couldn't help it and flew down from the guest table and punched the two second-level warriors who were fighting into the crowd one by one.

He said to Zhang Hao on the stage, "Zhang Hao, dare you fight me?" Cheng Zitian had already seen Zhang Hao from the beginning, and the fighting spirit was already rising. It was undoubtedly a very attractive thing to be able to defeat the most popular young man in the world at the sword meeting. Maybe he really won the favor of Jiang Yiyun and embraced the beauty. Cheng Zitian has made great progress in the past two years. He is now in the state of a level seven warrior Mahayana, and the Black Magic Technique is also in a state of about to break through. He is eager for a happy battle. In summary, Zhang Hao is the best opponent.

Seeing Cheng Zitian openly provoking his guests regardless of warning, Jiang Yiyun's face looked a little bad, and she was about to have an attack, but when she saw Zhang Hao laughing, she stood up, "Haha~, okay, why don't you dare?" As soon as she finished speaking, she arrived off the court. Ye Ruoyu's beautiful eyes were moving, and her inner surprise was conceivable. In just a few days, Zhang Hao actually made another breakthrough, and Xuan Zhen next to her was also secretly surprised.

Cheng Zitian didn't expect Zhang Hao to face the challenge. Judging from the speed just now, Zhang Hao's strength was no less than him, which aroused his fighting spirit. Cheng Zitian madly activated the Black Magic Technique, and his whole body began to linger in black air. A powerful vibration spread out, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back around the crowd. "Wow~" Someone began to scream in the crowd, and others also followed suit.

Zhang Hao stood there motionlessly, letting the strong wind sway. His clothes were blown wildly, and his long hair flew. Zhang Hao's body shook violently, and the invisible air spread out, and everything returned to normal. The strong wind that was rushing to his face automatically separated and surrounded him, making everyone secretly shocked.

Cheng Zitian rushed straight with his gun, and the speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao finally moved, turned with one hand, took Cheng Zitian's spear aside, and punched out with one punch. Cheng Zitian thought of Zhang Hao's strange tricks, so he hurried back to the gun grid. "Bang" Cheng Zitian was knocked back by Zhang Hao, and the whole audience was in an uproar again. "Okay~" "Okay~"

"Come again" Cheng Zitian knew Zhang Hao's strength, no longer retained it, jumped out high, and the spear turned into countless spear lights and stabbed straight down. Zhang Hao turned around sharply, but still had his hands empty-handed, and he hit the gun lights directly together. "Boom" and "Boom" made a huge noise in the battle. The energy in the field flew around, and the circle of people watching became larger and bigger.

The two of them fought faster and faster. Cheng Zitian was bombarded by Zhang Hao again, and he retreated dozens of feet away before he stopped. Cheng Zitian stood away from a distance, and his originally strong body bulged up. "Ah~~" Cheng Zitian screamed in pain. "Senior Brother Cheng" Kuirong, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't help but worry when she saw this.

"You forced me." Cheng Zitian's body doubled. "It's possessed by the black demon, Senior Brother Cheng doesn't want it."

The possession of the black demon is the highest mental method of the black demon skill. It can only be used after reaching the ninth level. Low-level people cannot control this energy and can easily lose control. Kuirong is worried only when she knows the benefits and harms.

After Cheng Zitian's body doubled, he finally stopped. A violent aura emanated from his body, his eyes began to turn red, staring at Zhang Hao not far away like a beast. Zhang Hao also felt his strength increase greatly and had to be serious. The Xuantian magic power was running wildly, and his whole body began to flash golden light, and his hair was dancing randomly. With him as the center, a more powerful aura dispersed far away. The power of the level eight warrior dispersed. Those with low cultivation below had an urge to worship, a worship to the strong.

Cheng Zitian's whole body began to tremble. It took him a while to open his eyes. His eyes were no longer red, but his skills were still there. "Zhang Hao, let's come again."

"Okay" Zhang Hao was afraid of hurting the innocent, so he soared into the sky. Cheng Zitian held a gun and chased him up. Everyone sitting on the stage also stood up. The people below even raised their heads high. The battle between level 8 warriors cannot be encountered casually.

The war began soon, Cheng Zitian's body flashed, and a distance of several meters arrived immediately. With a gun, Zhang Hao turned around, slashed the spear on the spear, and his right fist was shot out. Cheng Zitian turned around and elbowed out. After dissolving Zhang Hao's punch, the spear swept across. Zhang Hao's body flashed back, and a golden dragon claw slapped, "boom" Cheng Zitian's spear shook countless spear lights and knocked out the dragon claws.

Soon the two had fought in the air for nearly a hundred rounds. Although the people below could not see clearly that they took action, they heard loud noises in the sky, occasionally catching their figures and screaming wildly.

Because Cheng Zitian used his unique skills more and more, he became more and more crazy as he fought. The blood that had been suppressed was rising again, and his eyes began to turn red in the battle. Zhang Hao, who was fighting with him, also felt his momentum soaring, and a powerful killing aura came out to him. Even the people below felt it. Ye Ruoyu couldn't help but feel worried. Even Jiang Yiyun began to grab the stool next to him nervously, and Kuirong was also worried that Cheng Zitian would lose control. The three women were looking at the sky nervously, Jiang Yonghao and Xuanyuan Wuji were looking at the sky calmly, and the occasional fighting spirit scared the people around him.

"Cheng Zitian, if you continue like this, you will fall into the devil's path and become a tool for the black demon," Zhang Haoyun shouted.

Cheng Zitian was shaken by him, his body was shocked, his hands covered his head, and screamed in pain, "Ah~~" Losing balance and falling from the air, Zhang Hao chased him, and his dragon claws grabbed him, landing gently, Cheng Zitian's eyes were unstable, and the true energy in his body began to turmoil, which was a sign of being possessed by the devil. Seeing this, Zhang Hao pressed his palm behind him and knocked him down into the East Lake. "Senior Brother Cheng" a figure flashed quickly to the edge of the East Lake, looking at the lake nervously. After a while, the originally calm lake began to surging, "Touched" a figure jumped high from the water, and walked out quickly as soon as it landed. Zhang Hao did not chase him, but only heard Cheng Zitian's voice coming from afar, "Zhang Hao, the kindness of falling into the water, Zitian will repay you again the day after tomorrow."

"Senior Brother Cheng, wait for me." Kuirong glared at Zhang Hao angrily and chased after him.

"Okay, it's okay, the sword will continue," Jiang Yiyun walked out and said.

After seeing such a shocking battle, the people below have lost the courage to show off. It’s just that many people began to recall the battle just now.
Chapter completed!