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

Countless luxury cars went to the famous Yin-Yang Mountain. Today is the day when the Yin-Yang Sword Tomb is opened. Although it is opened during the day, they still rushed over in the early morning. After all, there are too many people and there are limited places to enter. If you can't get in, you will regret it for your whole life.

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

The Sword Demon led Xiaojiu, Si Shura and the Great Sword Demon to stand quietly in the crowd, but because the Sword Demon's Shunmo Sword Technique had already done too well, many people still turned their eyes to this swordsman.

Master, many famous sects have come here. Xiaojiu stood behind the sword demon and said.

The sword demon smiled and said softly: Yes, all major sects have come now. I originally thought that there would not be so many. It seems that the reputation of Yin and Yang Swordsmen is really great.

Fairy Wen. Xiaojiu saw a group of men wearing white clothes and holding a stack of fans walking towards them and spoke.

The sword demon didn't know what Xiaojiu said meant, so he looked back at Xiaojiu and asked: What Fairy Wen

Master, the man from the calligraphy and painting Tiange. Xiaojiu explained.

He mentioned that a group of hypocrites did something, just a group of ants. The sword demon glanced at the group of men who were walking towards them and said.

Xiaojiu thought for a while and said: Master, our sword style and calligraphy and painting are still a bit of grudges.

The Enjian Demon looked back in confusion and looked at Xiaojiu again, without saying a word, waiting for Xiaojiu's response.

Master, when I went to capture Fang Shaoyang last time, I don’t know what happened. Fairy Wen came to our place and even fought with us. Xiaojiu recalled the incident at that time and said.

Jian Mo's face darkened and asked: Why didn't he kill him at that time?

After listening to the tone, Xiaojiu knew that the sword demon was angry, so he just curled his lips and lowered his head without saying anything.

Soon, Fairy Wen followed the large army to the sword demon. An old man holding a stack of fans was about sixty years old. He looked lively and didn't convinced him at all. He walked to the sword demon and said with a smile: Mr. Sword Demon, today is good.

Humph. The sword demon just snorted coldly, and did not take Scholar Wen, the head of the Calligraphy and Painting Tian Pavilion, and said lightly: Oh, the sword tomb of Yin and Yang Swordsmen, can the hypocrites of the Calligraphy and Painting Tian Pavilion also come to share a piece of porridge?

There was no politeness between the words, but this did not make scholar Wen angry at all. He just shook his fan and shook it and said: I came here this time just to see Mr. Jianmo. I heard that he is so old now, he is more passionate than before. I really want to see it.

Of course, I, the sword demon, is not as passionate as the scholar. I am full of love and debt, and my sons are everywhere in the world. You will never live in vain in your life. After the sword demon finished speaking, he laughed.

If scholar Wenshu can beat the sword demon now, he will definitely get started without saying a word. He will not give face at all in front of so many people. He is talking about it. What's wrong with a lot of debts in the world? What's wrong with sons? It's better than a kind of person who doesn't have a single son.

Scholar, this place is not suitable for you. You are a person who plays in the ink. Why are you here to dance with swords and guns? At this time, the person who is on the side of the sword said.

The sword was passed down for many years at that time, and their swordsmanship reached its peak. However, with the death of the last leader, there was a huge internal chaos. They fought to seize the position of the leader, and countless casualties were killed or injured. From then on, their strength was reduced a lot, which made the swordsman jump up to their heads.

In fact, every disciple of Jiandang did not take the Sword Sect seriously in his heart, because most of the sword techniques of Jiandang are imitated by Jiandang, and it can also be said that Jiandang has made the Sword Sect a success.

But now the people in Jiandang know that the sword sect is much stronger than theirs and cannot be provoked for the time being.

Moreover, the two factions have no grudges, but the people in Jiandang look down on the Jianmen in their bones.

After hearing this, Scholar Wen looked back at the person who was talking, slapped the fan in his hand, swayed his hands and said: What does Taiyuan Zhenren, who is the sword, mean?

It seems that Taiyuan Zhenqi also looked down on the style of calligraphy and painting Tiange, and said with both hands: Your martial arts are all about playing ink, it seems that you don’t know anything about swordsmanship, what are you doing here?

This seems to have nothing to do with you, even if it is a Yin-Yang Swordsman, it doesn't mean that he is not a sword player, so he won't let him come. Scholar Wen said to Taiyuan's true qi.

Taiyuan Zhenren laughed and said: What he said is indeed good, but after your people enter, I don’t think they will get any benefits.

At this time, the sword demon stood aside and said: Yes, our people will never let you hypocrites get the treasure.

Are your words too much? Wenshu is a little angry?

So how could the sword demon laugh instead of being angry and mocking.

The scholar Wen knew that the strength of the calligraphy and painting Tiange was not as strong as that of the sword, so he could only endure the fire and take people away.

When it happened here, it did not attract many people to see it. Such things seemed to be very attractive to them.

The opening of the Yin-Yang Sword Tomb this time allowed all the famous Chinese sects to gather together for a while. Some of them with resentment and hatred would naturally make a few noises, and there was nothing to watch.

The famous sword demon is indeed extraordinary when I saw it today. My sword is worthy of being famous for a long time. Taiyuan Zhenren turned his head and looked at the sword demon and said, and when he spoke, he even hugged his fists.

The sword demon also clasped his fists and said: Taiyuan Zhenren, my sword spirit has long been recognized by the famous name.

The sword-style Taiyuan Zhenren was stunned for a moment and continued: I'm really sorry, I forgot that the sword-sect was divided into two factions.

Haha, it seems that the news about Taiyuan Zhenren is really not very well-versed. The sword demon said with a smile.

The two of them started chatting one by one, from the sect to family matters, and then to the sword tomb. The two of them were very enthusiastic, just like old friends I haven't seen for many years.

When the sky slowly turned white, Xuan Chen and his men also came here. Kong Youyou, Ouyang Ruoqing and Yao Huan naturally followed their ranks. This time, the Sword Sect did not bring many people, but the three people who entered the sword tomb and Kong Youyou and the three of them, totaling seven.

Their appearance attracted a lot of attention. Of course, they just paid attention, and then turned around and started to wait for the opening of the sword tomb.
Chapter completed!