The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Bai Xiaosheng had the allegiance of sword greed, so he naturally knew that Han Chen would come, so he was very polite and invited Han Chen to sit in the bamboo building.

Entering the bamboo building, Han Chen looked around and found that the furnishings inside were equally simple, a bamboo table, a few futons, and a bamboo bed. If there was anything else, it was books scattered on the floor.

Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile: "A Confucian scholar, obsessed with books, Mr. Wang is no wonder..."

Han Chen didn't care, and sat on the futon and said, "The owner of Baixiao Villa is a man of great learning, so he naturally looks like a man of knowledge."

Bai Xiaosheng casually picked a few leaves from the tree outside the window, put them into the teapot, Jian Tan stepped forward in time, and filled it with hot water.

Duanlang and the others looked at each other, there was Han Chen and Bai Xiaosheng in the bamboo building, and there was no place for them to stay.

Han Chen waved his hand and said, "Go and wait outside the door, don't let others disturb you!"

Duanlang took the order to leave.

Bai Xiaosheng also said to Jian Tan: "You go too, tell the servants to prepare lunch!"

Jian Tan hesitated for a moment, looked at Han Chen worriedly, and left.

Bai Xiaosheng picked up the teapot, shook it lightly, and said, "Mr. Wen came back and transplanted the best tea tree in the Zhuangzi here in Xiate. Wait for a while, and I hope you can have some tea!"

Han Chen quietly watched Bai Xiaosheng do something.

Although he doesn't have the strength to restrain a chicken, but walking, sitting and lying, there is a certain mysterious charm, which adds a bit of a feeling of being out of the world.

Not long after, bursts of aroma wafted from the teapot, mixed with a bit of sour taste.

Bai Xiaosheng poured out the tea without haste, and for a while, the aroma was so strong that one couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

"Famous tea has to go through hundreds of processes, such as greening, kneading, network shape, extraction, and aroma, etc., all of which are indispensable. Otherwise, no matter how good the tea is, it will be impossible to realize the samadhi in it. Only the tea in my Baixiao Villa, You only need to pick it, and you can soak it, there are too many, but it is not beautiful... Sir please!"

Bai Xiaosheng offered the teacup, and Han Chen looked down at the sword-shaped tea leaf floating alone in the cup, smiled, and sipped it lightly, feeling comfortable all over.

Seeing Han Chen's state of intoxication, Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Mr. is good at tea. I have already heard about it. I think I am also a master of the tea ceremony. I don't know how does this tea look in the eyes of Mr.?"

Han Chen stretched out his hand to pick up the leaf in the cup, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully for a while, before saying: "The color is so bright, it is the best product!"

Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile: "If Master likes it, I will send someone to send this tree to the Supreme Palace tomorrow morning. If it is cultivated properly, the taste will not be reduced by half!"

Han Chen took a deep look at Bai Xiaosheng, put down his teacup, pulled out the Canhong Sword from his waist, and placed it on the bamboo table.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, and moved closer, but did not touch the sword. After looking at it for a while, Bai Xiao let out a long breath and closed his eyes.

After a long time, he said leisurely: "God Nuwa left four sacred stones, one of them is made of snow, the other is entered into the master's sword, the third is still in the palace of Xia Wang, and the fourth..."

He paused, opened his eyes, and continued: "The fourth one is in Dongpu!"

Han Chen didn't seem to be surprised, glanced at the books scattered on the ground, and said, "Mr. Han knows that the God Stone is in Dongying, so I just want to ask, there is absolutely no God, when will I bring the God Stone?" Invade the Central Plains?"

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes flashed with imperceptible surprise...

Filled up the water in Han Chen's cup, and then said: "I consider myself wise enough to know seven points about the affairs of the world, but my master's plan is beyond my expectations. I dare to ask you, but I have to find the two men. people?"

Han Chen stretched out a finger, flicked lightly on the body of Can Hongjian's sword, causing the sword to groan again and again.

"This sword has been with Han for many years, and the edge of the sword has been opened. It is a pity that it has not yet entered the immortal way with Han. Only the sword spirit can have the power to fight with the two people in your mouth!"

Bai Xiaosheng was silent for a moment, then stood up and paced back and forth in the bamboo building, looking a bit hesitant.

Suddenly, he stood still, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone in the world wants to find the twelve panics and fulfill their lifelong wishes. Only sir, wants to fight with them. Throughout my thirteen generations, I have never seen them. For a person like Mr., if Bai Xiao can't help Mr., it may be difficult to show the glory of his ancestors!"

He walked up to Han Chen in a few steps, bowed and cupped his fists and said, "Today is indeed a chance for Bai Xiao, sir, it will come true!".

Han Chen took a deep look at him, and said loudly, "Duanlang!"

Duanlang walked in respectfully, and took out an imperial edict from his bosom with great care.

Unfolding slowly, there is nothing on it except the great seal of the martial arts supreme!

"Ms. Han is well aware of the owner's great wish, and the agreement is made. Then from today, the Supreme Palace will establish the Tianji Pavilion, and the owner of the villa can be called the owner of the pavilion. He is more than the three princes and above ten thousand people!"

As he said that, Han Chenxin took the wolf hair on the bamboo table with his hand, and swung the pen like a knife, with a square inch dragon snake.

When the ink was dry, he stood up and handed the edict into Bai Xiaosheng's hands.

Chapter 64: The Undead (3/3)

Outside the bamboo building, it is already overcrowded, and everyone's eyes are full of eagerness and longing.

For them, this is a rare opportunity, and it is also a great opportunity. If they don't grasp it firmly, they may regret it for the rest of their lives.

Among them, there are a few people with complicated expressions.

Because they know that the arrival of that person indicates that everything will come to naught.

Qin Shuang stood under the protection of a dozen Tianxiahui disciples, with an uncertain expression~.

"The patriarch of the royal family must have come because of twelve panics. With his ability, no one would dare to touch his brow..." Qin Shuang thought to himself.

crunch...

The door of the bamboo building was pushed open from the inside.

Han Chen and Bai Xiaosheng stood side by side.

The crowd rushed over at once.

Duanlang and Sword Demon immediately took a step forward and guarded the door, preventing others from taking half a step forward.

"Villa Master Baixiao, Villa Master Baixiao, where is Twelve Panic?"

Desire is like this, making people forget their identities and even their fears.

One person's words immediately made everyone speak.

Qin Shuang saw Han Chen's smiling face, her heart sank, she shook her head, and said to the guard beside her, "Let's go!"

The guards looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing the young master leaving, they didn't dare to stay alone, so they could only leave with them.

Han Chen saw Qin Shuang at a glance, and gave Duanlang some instructions, and Duanlang rose up from the ground and landed directly in front of Qin Shuang.

A group of guards nervously clenched the sword in their hands, ready to fight.

They knew Duanlang well, and even more knew Duanlang's strength. Several of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, their legs trembling slightly.

Duan Lang glanced at them, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then said to Qin Shuang expressionlessly: "Brother Qin Shuang, my master is here to invite you!"

Qin Shuang sighed helplessly, turned around, and walked towards Han Chen.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaosheng said in a clear voice: "My fellow martial artists, a distinguished guest from Baixiao Villa is here today, everyone, please come back!"

A large group of people immediately became noisy.

"Villa Master Baixiao, I waited thousands of miles to come here just to find out, and I would like to ask the Villa Master to clarify my doubts!"

There were also some who were irritable, pushed the person in front of him away, and said angrily: "Bai Xiaosheng, if you know the person, quickly hand over the whereabouts of Twelve Panics, otherwise, today I will let you, Baixiao Villa, Rivers of blood flow!"

Hearing this man's words, Bai Xiaosheng's face darkened, and he looked at Jian Tan beside him.

Jian Tan understood, sneered, and walked towards the person who uttered such wild words.

Sword Greed is a mythical pinnacle powerhouse, showing off his aura, immediately made those people with low cultivation levels back several steps.

"presumptuous!"

With a loud shout, the long sword came out of its sheath, and pointed directly at the man.

The man was not afraid, and snorted coldly, a knife shadow flashed in front of him, only a loud bang was heard, smoke and dust filled the surroundings, and a big hole was blasted out on the flat ground!

Jian Tan raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "He is actually a strong man at the sixth level of mythology!"

The man was holding a long knife, looked at the sword coldly, and said: "I don't think I'm your opponent, but you can't help me!"

After finishing speaking, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Bai Xiaosheng.

Jian Tan stepped forward to block him, but he didn't know that the person was so fast, he even flew past Jian Tan's side, and went straight to Bai Xiaosheng!

However, Jian Tan is not in a hurry.

The person standing next to Bai Xiaosheng is the patriarch of the royal family. If Bai Xiaosheng is really captured by this person, it will be the biggest joke in the world!

Sure enough, that person was about to arrive in front of Bai Xiaosheng, with a ferocious smile on his face.

The Sword Demon took a step expressionlessly, but he didn't see any movement, only a low sword groan could be heard.

groan!

Jian Yin came and went quickly, the figure of that person was frozen in place just like that.

The next moment, a bloodstain appeared from the top of his head and slowly spread downward.

"what…"

The man screamed hoarsely, and the long knife fell to the ground.

Under the eyes of astonishment and fear, the man's body was slowly separated from the middle, the wound was smooth, and there was no trace of blood.

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Whoa!

Flesh and internal organs fell all over the floor, and blood flowed out.

silence!

Endless silence.

It was so quiet that even the sound of the wind seemed so harsh.

Everyone's eyes widened, watching this scene in disbelief.

The sword demon smiled lightly, as if the previous incident had nothing to do with him.

He stretched out a finger and stroked it lightly on the ground a few times.

A knotted [Magic] character was engraved on the bluestone floor tiles with his fingers.

magic!

"He's a sword demon!"

Someone recognized the identity of the sword demon, and his whole body was alerted, and he hurriedly fled towards the distance.