The uninvited appearance of the old swordsman really frightened the demonic warriors in the southern region. Even the great monks at the peak of the Nine Realms were uneasy and uneasy, like frightened birds.
"Why, do you want to compete with me?"
On the top of Qingxiu Mountain, in front of the old sword immortal, Xue Xiaokuang took the lead, standing at the front, followed by dozens of people from the Nine Realms behind him The peak monks were lined up in a row, and their momentum was quite fierce.
The demonic path in the Southern Territory has no rules and can't help but fight. These great monks at the peak of the Nine Realms have reached this state, and their hands are stained with countless blood. Although they are afraid of the old swordsman, they still have the courage to fight to the death.
"I dare to ask the senior, why did you come here?"
Among the great monks at the peak of the Nine Realms, Xue Xiao, the owner of the trading building, stood out from the crowd, especially calm. Although the old swordsman is famous far and wide, Li Huangquan is omnipotent, and he has nothing to fear.
"I can have bad thoughts, but it's just that Mr. Lu wants to invite me to drink."
The old swordsman glanced at a dozen of the top monks of the ninth realm, and he lost interest. , in the entire Southern Territory, except for Li Huangquan, there really was no one worthy of his sword. Xue Xiaokuang, a giant in the Tenth Realm, was worthy of his sword, but it couldn't make him enjoy himself.
Drinking This is the time to drink
Xue Xiaokuang felt doubtful and raised his head to look at Lu Xuanlou. He saw Lu Xuanlou nodded lightly and said with a smile, "Everyone is gone." "
It seems to be true. Xue Xiaokuang and all the great monks at the top of the Nine Realms couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although the sword cultivator is unique, he always sticks to his word, especially Lao Jian. Immortal, Great Sword Immortal.
After Lu Xuanlou gave an order, a disciple from the Demon Palace brought a table, served several plates of exquisite dishes to go with the wine, and offered two wine cups.
Lu Xuanlou sat opposite the old swordsman with a casual manner and a condescending air, which made the old swordsman praise him.
"Sure enough, he is born a noble man."
Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the son of mouse can dig holes.
Not to mention Lu Xuan Tower, even Lu Xuancheng will make people look at him with admiration.
He relied on this word of ruthlessness to fight against the three religions for a long time, and actually saved the great Wei State Zuo. Although he often talks about the Ancestral Court of the Three Religions, he doesn't take the Ancestral Court of the Three Religions seriously at all, otherwise he would not dare to make so many small moves.
My son is so brilliant, I will only make people shine even more. The old swordsman has no reason to think of Wei Emperor Lu Qi. Maybe he should not have rejected Mo Jingchun in the first place. It is very possible that he missed a match. The wonderful question of swordsmanship made him very happy.
Lu Xuanlou took out the sword gourd and poured wine for the old sword immortal.
The old swordsman couldn't help but his eyes lit up. It was a sword cultivator, preferably a flying sword, and then there were sword-nurturing things such as sword-raising gourds, sword-hiding boxes, and sword-holding ponds.
The killing power of a swordsman is closely related to the killing power of his flying sword.
Sword cultivation requires sword cultivation, and swordsmanship and sword cultivation require even more sword cultivation. This is where sword cultivation and sword cultivation are not as good as swordsmanship and sword cultivation.
The old swordsman raised his glassAfter finishing the drink, he let out a breath of sword energy and said with a smile, "Your wine is not worthy of this sword-raising gourd."
"Senior thinks this wine is not good, but I think it tastes great." "
Lu Xuanlou said with a smile, "Everyone likes radish and green vegetables. The seniors like the wine from the mountains, and the juniors prefer this old wine from the mountains."
The monks at the foot of the mountain make wine. Treasures from heaven and earth, full of aura, but less alcoholic. The old wine at the foot of the mountain may not have the aura of heaven and earth, but it is full of wine flavor.
Lu Xuanlou said, "Drinkers like us drink not wine, but joy and sorrow. We drink when we are happy, and we drink when we are sad. All we ask for is the word drunk."
< p>"It's pure to drink like this. I've fallen behind."The old swordsman suddenly became heroic and said with a smile, "It's a small broken cup. Who are you looking down on? Change the bowl, change it." A big bowl, I want to fight with you and get drunk."
Lu Xuanlou said with a smile, "My drinking ability is not as good as my swordsmanship, I'm afraid I will disappoint my senior."
" The old swordsman laughed loudly and pulled Lu Xuanlou, just pushing the cup and changing the cup. After a while, he was drunk and his eyes were hazy.
"You kid, you are also talking nonsense and deceiving an old man like me. Your drinking capacity is much better than your swordsmanship."
Lu Xuanlou also laughed heartily. He couldn't drink enough, but he didn't expect that the old swordsman was even worse and even drunker than him.
"There is no competition in swordsmanship or drinking capacity. I will let the senior drink ten glasses of wine."
Smell of wine made Lu Xuanlou talk very coquettishly.
The old swordsman was immediately displeased and pulled Lu Xuanlou to drink. He muttered, "I'm just drinking this wine for the first time, and I'm not quite used to it. Otherwise, for a little creep like you, I'd be able to beat you ten times." "
The two of them were going back and forth, drinking like crazy. In an instant, they were all drunk, and they became more and more unruly. They put their arms around each other, called each other brothers, and suddenly started talking nonsense. Hai boo, both words have the same meaning. I am a wine god, and everyone else is the same.
Not long after, both of them were very drunk, and they crawled on the table and fell into a deep sleep. Falling asleep, snoring like thunder.
Xue Xiaokuang and all the great monks at the peak of the Nine Realms were dumbfounded.
"I never thought that the old swordsman would have such an interesting face."
When it comes to this old swordsman, people always look up to the mountains. Who would have thought that this The old swordsman is so interesting.
"The master of my palace is still a dragon and a phoenix among people."
The Lady of Chun covered her mouth and smiled, looking at the world of Jiuzhou, she could be as drunk as the old sword immortal, and fell asleep. Just this one person.
"The old swordsman is drunk"
The Demonic Sect Leader said sadly, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"I don't even dare to think so. Where did you get the courage?"
Xue Xiaokuang sneered. The old swordsman was drunk, but he knew clearly in his heart that as long as someone dared to wait for an opportunity, the old swordsman could kill him while drunk. .
"The old swordsman and the giants of the three religions naturally haveLi Huangquan and I will take care of it. As long as you don't die, this battle will be one in which the demonic path of the Southern Territory will defeat the ancestral home of the three religions. "
When I woke up from being drunk, my sword energy wiped away the smell of alcohol. The old swordsman smiled and said, "Drinking with you is still a different experience. After this battle, if you don't die, you can come to Tianxia Sword Immortal City and get drunk with me for a thousand more times. ”
“Let’s talk about it”
Lu Xuanlou smiled and refused. The two of them have different positions. After all, they cannot be seniors, juniors, or friends.
Lu Xuanlou said seriously, "Senior, I never drink with me just to get drunk. If seniors have something to do, just tell them directly and juniors will just do their best. "
The old swordsman got straight to the point and said, "I want you to gamble on swords."
"Senior, you are not being honest."
Lu Xuanlou smiled bitterly and shook his head. , in a sword bet with the old swordsman, he will lose whether it’s the sword or his life.
“Boy, don’t think of me as that dirty person.
The old swordsman smiled and said, "It's true that the person you're gambling with is an old man, but the person you're asking about swords is a young swordsman from all over the world." "
"There are two types of sword cultivators in the world, one is Wenxi and the other is other sword cultivators. This is indeed the case. "
The old swordsman sighed and said, "But I don't think this should be the case. Young swordsmen can be inferior to Wenxi, but there shouldn't be no one behind Wenxi."
" Senior wants me to be the sword sharpening stone."
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "I have a saying, those young sword cultivators are really weak, so you are not afraid that I will kill them all."
The old swordsman smiled and said, "That's why I want to invite you to drink."
"You can hurt people, but you can't kill them. Is that what you mean, senior?"
Lu Xuanlou said, "Now that the monks on both sides are fighting for their lives, I'm afraid it's unjustifiable for me to show mercy with my sword."
The old swordsman smiled and said, "Over the years, I have collected a lot of swords, all of which are of high quality." It's not too low, but it's cheap for you kid. "
"Senior has been stubborn all his life and rarely asks for anything from others. How can I not agree to this?"
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "Senior, you can make some more small requests. , otherwise the younger generation will feel guilty and have uneasy conscience."
"You kid, you really don't take those young sword cultivators seriously."
The old swordsman smiled and said, " Then from tomorrow onwards, let’s start betting on swords.” Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading