God said the world

Chapter 342 Opening of the Sword Appreciation Conference

"Sister Yu'er, don't be angry? When I get back, I'll help you teach that damn ugly Zhuo a good lesson." Wan Luo followed Yu'er with a look of standing up for Yu'er.

Seeing Wan Luo beside her, Yu'er felt even more uncomfortable, but she still smiled and said: "My good sister, I'm fine, you'd better go back and watch him carefully, or let him run away again."

"He dares."

Yu'er smiled helplessly.

In the evening, the Shaolin monks delivered meals on time, and at the same time notified that the sword appreciation meeting would begin after sunset.

After Yu'er came back, she didn't have much interaction with Tian Yinke, after all, Wan Luo has been sticking to Tian Yinke.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, everyone ate something in a hurry, and then rushed to the pointed place, the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, a place big enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Of course, at least the players had more than six figures, but they were all accommodated.

On the way to the back mountain, a crowd of people continued to crowd towards the back mountain; if Tianyinke and his party were here to deliver swords, they might also be crowded together.

Shaolin Temple sent ten monks to escort Qingjing, Tianyinke and others to the back mountain from the shortcut. Naturally, they also saw Lin Shihao, Wang Cheng and others on the way together, as well as Jiangshan, the vast sea and sky, and demons from the Zhengdao League. Xiaohu and others.

As soon as he saw Tian Yinke, Haikuotian glared at him viciously, but he didn't dare to mess around. After all, each group of people was escorted by ten monks. They will all be thrown out by Shaolin monks.

"The one with the mask is the evil knife Cao Zhuo?" Fu Junhe asked in the queue.

"That's right, it's him." Pointing Jiangshan replied.

"It seems that they are really good-looking talents. We lack such talents. It is best to recruit them. If they cannot be recruited, then they will be killed." Fu Junhe spoke in a low voice, and he could still hear Jiang Shan, and nodded. .

The Shaolin monks who were escorting them outside had clear eyes and ears, they just pretended they didn't hear, Jianghu people have their own way of dealing with things, as long as they don't cause trouble in Shaolin Temple, they don't have to take care of themselves.

After arriving at the venue, everyone saw that the entire venue was crowded with people. There was a ring in the middle, and a square stone platform with a swastika in the shape of a swastika. It seemed that at least four or five thousand people could stand there.

On the west side are the seats of Shaolin Abbot and Juggernaut, and the left and right sides are VIP seats.

And Tianyinke and others are on the left hand side. Shaolin monks arranged Zhengdaomeng and others on the right hand side of the chairman's seat in order to avoid unhappiness, and separated the two groups of people, but Jin Yiwei and others were arranged on the chairman's seat. After all, they represent the celestial dynasty, the background of this absolute strength.

After entering the seats, the entire venue was noisy. Players said to each other. Although the voices were not loud, there were nearly 50 people in the entire venue, a huge number, and it was chaotic and noisy all at once.

Tiger seat Feiwei looked at the Jinyiwei on the rostrum, and said to Tian Yinke strangely: "Master, why do I feel that the ten Jinyiwei standing there are a little different?"

Hearing Hu Zuo Feiwei's mention, the others also looked over.

"What's the difference? Isn't it just a little whiter." Wan Luo looked at Jin Yiwei and said boringly.

"It's a little different." Qing Jing also felt a little different, but couldn't tell.

Tian Yinke was startled suddenly, and frowned: When will there be "eunuchs" in Jinyiwei?

Wan Luo smiled and said, "Different? Are they all born too fair?"

"No." Tian Yinke said in a deep voice.

"What is that?" Everyone looked at Tian Yinke and asked.

"Those ten Jinyi guards are all eunuchs." Tian Yinke then replied.

"Eunuch?"

"No wonder it looks a little strange."

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For Wanluo, Yu'er and others, it is not unusual for Jinyiwei to have eunuchs, but for Tian Yinke, this represents a change. Perhaps Jinyiwei has changed since he left.

These ten eunuchs, Jin Yiwei, reminded Tian Yinke of a person, a peerless master, whose martial arts pierced the clouds and reached the sage, almost like a god, he was Xu Wu, an old eunuch, a very young eunuch.

At that time, it was said that the great swordsman was the number one expert in the capital, but after seeing Xu Wu, Tian Yinke realized that there was no one other than Xu Wu who could be called the number one. Gathering one set, he became a Sunflower Excalibur, which is already a mythical existence. Even now, Tianyinke still feels that he can't stop Xu Wu's sword.

Thinking of Xu Wu, Tian Yinke was startled again, and looked at the ten eunuchs in a cold sweat, could it be?They were taught by Xu Wu?Otherwise, how could Jin Yiwei let the eunuch join?Unless there is Wang Chuyi's will.

No matter how Tian Yinke guessed, he couldn't figure it out, and finally put aside and didn't think about him.

Maybe they found that the players were too noisy, and the total number of monks present was only a hundred, so they chanted a Buddha's mantra collectively, directly suppressing the voices of tens of thousands of people.

All the players looked at every monk present in surprise, and immediately sat in their seats obediently, very honestly.

One can imagine why monks recite Buddha's name.

When night fell, although there were braziers around, the brightness of the braziers was still covered by moonlight. The moon was extraordinarily bright tonight, like a big daylight bulb, making the whole venue as if it were daytime.

After a long time, an old man with a kind and ordinary face slowly walked into the rostrum, followed by a man in cassock and holding a tin staff with nine rings, bowed and nodded to Lin Shihao and others.

Lin Shihao and Wang Cheng didn't dare to neglect at all, they stood up and returned the salute.

Seeing the two old men appear, Tian Yinke didn't feel anything special, but the cold light knife on his waist trembled, as if it was about to be unsheathed, Tian Yinke hurriedly pressed the cold light knife on his waist.

Seeing Tian Yinke holding the knife, Wan Luo frowned and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Chou Zhuo?"

He turned his head and said to Wan Luo with a smile, "It's okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Yinke immediately became vigilant all over, and turned his head to look at the rostrum, but found nothing.

Just now...someone was looking at me just now, it felt like a needle prick, it was the eyes, the sharp eyes.

But no matter how hard Tianyinke searched, he couldn't find out who was watching him.

Not long after, the abbot of Shaolin came out first, and recited "Ani Tuo Buddha": "I am the abbot of Shaolin. Please bear with me." After finishing speaking, he retreated.

Another old man dressed in plain clothes stood up with a senile appearance.

Tian Yinke found that Hanguang Dao's reaction became more intense, and was surprised. Why is Han Guang Dao so hostile to this old man?No matter how you look at it, this old man is very ordinary, so ordinary that he doesn't even know martial arts, he is completely an old farmer.

Not only Tian Yinke had this idea, but other people also thought the same way.

Could it be that the Juggernaut can't come because of something?Shaolin Temple is going to teach you how to cultivate fields and vegetables?

The old man cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Hello, everyone." The voice was not loud, but it penetrated directly into everyone's ears, making them hear clearly.

With a "whoosh", all the players stood up from their seats and looked at the old man in astonishment.

The words are very common, but the internal force is definitely not simple.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, sit down." The old man smiled and waved his hands down.

This time, everyone was even more shocked, as if their shoulders were forced down and they sat back on the chair.

Tianyinke and others are no exception.

There was only one person, muttering in his mouth: "The Sword Master, he is the Sword Master." Fu Junhe.

Pointing Jiangshan, Hai Kuo Tian Tian and Devil Xiaohu were surprised to see that the old man, who was not very handsome, turned out to be a famous sword master.

A Juggernaut is worthy of being a Juggernaut, this skill is enough to dominate the world.

Hundreds of thousands of people were pushed back to their seats by Juggernaut Kong Kong.

"Presumably, everyone who comes here knows that the old man borrowed Shaolin's precious place to hold a sword appreciation meeting. He Jian is the one to be rewarded. Everyone also knows?"

Ancient Seven Swords: Chixiao, Zheri, Longyuan, Chunyang, Yuchang, Ganjiang, Moxie.

One of these seven swords is enough to divide the world. The sword contains shocking power, which can kill even gods and demons.

Although only three swords entered Shaolin this time, there was one more than the old man expected, which can be said to be gratifying.

As for sword appreciation, it is natural to take out the sword to appreciate it, but viewing it is not enough, it is necessary to let everyone know exactly what kind of power these ancient seven swords contain, so that everyone can have a bottom line.

"Senior Juggernaut." A deep voice sounded, echoing throughout the venue as if breaking the silence.

The Juggernaut was not unhappy because his words were interrupted, but instead smiled and looked at the crowd on the right and said, "Young man, what's the problem?"

Among the group of people being watched, you look at me and I look at you, all looking for the person who was watched by the Juggernaut.

Soon the man rose into the air and landed on the ring in the venue.

A group of Shaolin monks immediately surrounded the ring, staring at the people who entered the ring.

The Juggernaut shook his head with a smile, and all the monks immediately returned to their original positions.

Tian Yinke stood up again: "Sword God?"

At the same time, Wan Luo and Yu'er also shouted the word "Sword God".

That's right, the person in the arena is none other than the Sword God Yijian Fenghou.

Knowing that the Juggernaut held a sword appreciation conference, how could Yijian Fenghou, who is a master of swordsman, miss this opportunity, so he rushed from Xiliang City to Shaolin alone.

"The young man doesn't want to make gestures with the old man, does he?"

The Juggernaut immediately revealed why he came to Fenghou with a sword.

Yijian Fenghou replied: "Sure enough, I am not as busy as senior, and this junior has exactly the intention."

The Juggernaut smiled and nodded: "You are good at swordsmanship, go back and practice more."

"Thank you so much, Senior."

No one thought that the sword god would leave the ring with just a few words, but everyone did not despise or sigh the sword god. After all, the strength of the sword master is already unparalleled in the world. At least no one in the arena is his opponent. I really admire Jianshen for taking the risk of being thrown by Shaolin monks to challenge the Juggernaut in the arena. Although nothing happened, I still admire his courage.

Seeing the sword god retreating from the ring, Tian Yinke hurriedly recruited him and motioned him to come over.

Seeing a man in a gorgeous white shirt and a mask, the Sword God frowned, who is it?After seeing Wan Luo, Yu'er and others beside the man, it was only then that he thought of who else would be wearing a mask besides Tian Yin Ke?So I walked over.

There was a small episode of Sword God, and everyone was not disappointed by it.

The Juggernaut, on the other hand, seemed even happier, announcing loudly, "The Sword Appreciation Conference has officially begun, and the Ancient Seven Swords 'Gan Jiang', escorted by the Imperial Guards from the Celestial Dynasty, will come on stage."

(End of this chapter)