Chapter 50 Invitation to the Sword Festival
Aotian sneered: "Hey! Bu Jingyun, you may be discerning, but you ruined my marriage, I will settle the account today!"

Bu Jingyun couldn't help but remind him: "That girl's heart does not belong to you, and it is in vain to get her."

Aotian said proudly: "I don't care whether her heart belongs to me! As long as this young master wants to get it, he must get it!"

At this time, no one's sword was moving, but none of them seemed to be in a hurry. What was anxious was the subordinates of Jianjian Villa.

They heard them saying anxiously: "Although Bu Jingyun's sword is not as fast as the young master's, the falling sword is extremely accurate!"

"The young master is naturally competitive and must win back face. Continuing the stalemate like this is not an option!"

The old man who carried the sword for Aotian said worriedly: "It is not unusual for the young master to make unnecessary sacrifices just for the sake of anger!"

His words were always mature and solemn, and everyone shouted: "Then let's stop him quickly!"

The four sword servants were extremely fast. As they spoke, one of them rushed over and said respectfully: "Young Master! Although the wedding is a big event, the sword festival is about to be held. You must not take your wealth lightly. Important matters come first!"

Aotian only glanced at him, still staring at Bu Jingyun, and said in a cold voice: "Are you sure your sword is faster than mine?"

Bu Jingyun had no expression on his face, but slowly said word by word: "A sword that kills people doesn't necessarily have to be fast!"

After saying this, after having a cup of tea, Aotian burst out laughing: "Ha...ha..."

Everyone could tell that the laughter was full of contempt.

Aotian has a strong desire to win, and he is the kind of person who does not care about his life in order to win, but what Bu Jingyun's eyes reveal is a kind of courage regardless of life or death.

The lives of these two people were not in danger, but their attitudes were calm and unhurried.

On the contrary, all the disciples of Sword Worship Villa were so nervous that their whole bodies were tense and they were sweating all over.They held their breaths for fear of disturbing their minds.

At this tense moment, everything was astonishingly quiet, and even the original noise disappeared...

Suddenly, Aotian shouted: "Chang Li returns to the sheath!"

Throwing back with one hand, the sword fell into the scabbard on the back of a sword servant like a rainbow.

Bu Jingyun secretly marveled at this move, but he heard Aotian shout loudly: "Bu Jingyun! You really have the guts! I won't fight you today. In one month, there will be a sword sacrifice at the Sword Worship Villa. You have Let’s do it!”

At this point, his figure floated to the door like clouds and flowing water.

Then he said: "If you don't come by then, I will never make it easy for Ye Ping and that couple of bitches!"

With a twist of his body, he escaped like a whirlwind and disappeared.

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Baijian Villa was built on Zuojian Island in the middle of the river. It was more than ten miles away from the shore by water. Chu You was too lazy to fly over, so he hired a small boat to row slowly across.

The boatman was a talkative old man, and he started chatting when he heard that Chu You was going to Jianjian Island. Although the martial arts world was now dominating the world, people in this area still respected Jianjian Villa.

Ao Ri, the first owner of Baijian Villa, and Nie Ying, the ancestor of Nie Feng and the first owner of the Nie family in Beiyin, were lifelong friends.

Therefore, the Sword Worship Villa is by no means a general one. In addition, there is an endless stream of people from all walks of life who come to seek swords on weekdays, which also greatly increases the reputation of the Villa.

The waterway was more than ten miles long, and it only took half an hour for the swaying boat to reach the shore. There were more than ten people standing neatly on both sides of the ferry, and they looked like they were all guards of Sword Worship Villa. Their solemn appearance of standing guard showed that they were from a well-known family. Party style.This kind of demeanor made the boatman who was rocking the boat frightened and left early, but Chu You calmly walked onto the dock.

"This is the Sword Worship Villa. No one is allowed to enter." The person who spoke was a disciple standing on the bank, who seemed to be the leader.

If Chu You hadn't seen how light and agile he was when he came ashore, perhaps he was a disciple of a famous master, he would never have spoken so politely.

On weekdays, there are always people coming to ask for swords, but as the Sword Festival approaches recently, the Sword Worship Villa has closed its doors and will no longer receive foreign guests.

Chu You smiled coldly and without even looking at the man, he swung his palm and sent him flying away. The others were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and ran back, hoping to seek help from the village.

Chu You, however, didn't care and strode towards the gate of Sword Worship Villa.

The Baijian Villa was built on a rocky mountain in the middle of the island. It is majestic and tall. I don’t know how much manpower and material resources were spent on it.

When you enter the villa, you will see a door that is more than ten meters high. When you push the door open, you will find the 'Sword Testing Hall' for receiving guests. The main seat at the end of the hall is a large ornate chair. At this time, there is no one on the chair.

Naturally, only the owner of the village can sit on this chair. However, the owner of Baijian Mountain Villa was killed by someone 20 years ago. The young owner is not yet worthy of such a big responsibility, so the position of the owner is always vacant.

There are several seats next to the main seat, and a handsome young man in rich clothes and crown sits proudly. This person is naturally the young owner Aotian.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with a fierce face and eyebrows. Looking from a distance, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Chu You could already feel a strange and sinister sword aura.

This man's sword energy is evil, extremely evil, what a magic sword!
Looking at Aotian, Chu You smiled slightly, held his sword and saluted, and said: "Young Master Aotian, are you okay?"

"Boy, since you came to my Sword Worship Villa today, you must also want to get a peerless sword.

But a month ago, you and Bu Jingyun ruined my marriage together, and today you barge into my Sword Worship Villa like this, it's too arrogant!

Take my sword first! "

Aotian had already drawn his sword when he spoke. His sword was not on his body, but in the hands of the attendant standing beside him.

There were more than ten attendants standing side by side, each holding a sharp sword in their hands. The one Ao Tian took out this time was the one closest to his left side. "The name of this sword is "Chongchou", boy, I wonder if your sword is as sharp as your mouth! "

Aotian's skill is not low. After all, his record of beheading three sect masters with one sword was real. However, at the next moment, he heard the evil man behind him exclaim, "Get away!"

Aotian was stunned, and subconsciously stopped his sword to retreat, but he was shocked to find that he could not retreat.

The 'Chongchou Sword' in his hand seemed to be fixed in the rock. No matter how hard he pulled it back, it didn't move at all. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was only two fingers!

Chu You didn't even draw the sword, but stretched out his index and middle fingers, and lightly clamped the blade of the 'Chongchou Sword'. With just two fingers, Aotian couldn't pull it back even with all his strength!

"Good skill!"

There was a loud and violent shout, and a strong wind came towards him.The evil man takes action!Just like him, his finger strength was also extremely evil. It was obviously just a finger, but Chu You realized that what came through the air was clearly sword energy!

However, Chu You only sneered, flicked his finger, and shot out the same sword energy, forcing the sword demon to retreat seven steps in a row.

His throat felt sweet and a touch of blood welled up, but he had suffered internal injuries.

(End of this chapter)

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