Qingfeng City is one of more than 300 cities in the Demon State, also known as Jiancheng.

This city is full of sword cultivators. In the past, it was not outstanding among more than 300 cities. However, recently, strong people from outside the territory often came here and came to this place. In a short few days, the restaurants in Qingfeng City were full of people and were like banners. Some strong people from outside the territory can often be seen on the streets.

There is a man dressed in luxury on the street, who is from outside the domain, named Lin Qi. He is an unparalleled genius in the Lincheng of Qingfeng City. He has the fourth level of the emperor at the age of 28, and his bloodline is still there.

"Lin Qi, do you think the rumors are true? Will the Sixteen meridians come here to recruit disciples?" A woman next to Lin Qi chuckled.

"Maybe." Lin Qi nodded seriously: "You don't know that the sword king who left Junya who saw Junya was extremely powerful. It is said that he once reached the Jun Palace and once competed with Tianbei Mountain. He is a legendary figure of a generation. How could his descendants be simple?"

The woman giggled and said, "I don't know who is better than Yang Chen or you."

Lin Qi raised his lips and looked extremely proud: "I'm really curious. If you have the chance, you can talk about it."

Because there are rumors that there will be several veins in the Sixteen Meridians of the Heavenly Monument to recruit disciples, Qingfeng City is particularly lively.

Even though Qingfeng City is already very strong, it is still weak in front of the Sixteen Veins of the Heavenly Monument. Tianbei Mountain is the real overlord for hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, being able to worship at the foot of Tianbei Mountain is something that everyone dreams of.

In the Jianhai Sect, an elder looked at Jian Wuya and said seriously: "Wuya, this is an opportunity. If you can worship the sixteen meridians of Tianbei Mountain, your future will be unlimited. When your master picked you up, he named you Jian Wuya. The same name as one of the sixteen meridians is to have high hopes for you."

"Uncle Master, I will work hard." Jian Wuya nodded.

Not only Jianhai Sect, but Zixia Sword Lord came to Qingfeng City in person this day.

She was wearing a purple long skirt, with a beautiful figure as beautiful as a willow, every step was graceful and light, but it gave people a sense of blasphemy and coldness. The purple sword energy was soaring, and the seven disciples she sat down immediately came to greet her.

Fengxi flew into the sky and said respectfully: "I have seen Master."

"Well! During this exchange meeting, I heard that you were defeated by Lu Meng of the Xishan Sword Sect?" Zixia Sword Master said lightly.

"The disciple is not talented, which disappoints the master." Feng Xi was slightly sad. When he thought of the battle that day, the free and easy young man was abandoned, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"No obstacle, the Tianbei Mountain lineage will come here to attract people. You must perform well and strive to join one side." Zixia Sword Lord said calmly.

"Yes!" Feng Xi agreed.

Yang Chen, a person who has attracted much attention this time, is rumored that someone from Tianbei Mountain came this time, and it was because of him. The owner of the manor arrived in Yujian Villa in person and had high hopes for Yang Chen.

The old sword master of Xishan Sword Sect also came and personally called Zhang Jiayu and Yang Chen. When Yang Chen saw the old sword master, he said politely: "I have seen the Xishan Sword Master!"

"It's okay, it's true that a hero is a young man." Xishan Sword Lord smiled calmly and said, "Yang Chen, I will leave Jiayu to you in the future. If you dare to bully her, what kind of sword master inheritance will I have to deal with you."

"I'll follow my orders." Yang Chen smiled and the Lord of the West Mountain Sword nodded with satisfaction. The old man flashed his pampering moment, obviously very satisfied with his future son-in-law.

Yang Chen is a top disciple of Yujian Villa and is also inherited by the Sword Lord. His future achievements are limitless.

Chu Yan also heard about the Sixteen Meridians taking disciples, but it did not arouse much interest. If he wanted to join the Sixteen Meridians, he would have a chance to join the Tianbei Mountain. Since he refused that year, why should he join this time?

What's more, he agreed to Gu Lie and wait for the ancient demonic sect in Qingfeng City.

Although the sixteen meridians belong to Tianbei Mountain, they are also competitive with each other.

On this day, Chu Yan came to the sword platform and watched the battle. Suddenly, a few rays of light rose from the sword platform, and then shone down and landed on several people.

One of them was covering Chu Yan, which surprised Chu Yan.

"What is this?" Chu Yan said in confusion. Tuoba Kuo enviously: "This is the sword light, which is the reward of Feng Qing Sword Lord. In every sword technique exchange, Feng Qing Sword Lord will select a few sword cultivators he values ​​to give them to them, and have the opportunity to participate in the last battle. Unexpectedly, Brother Chu will be shrouded by the sword light."

"But I did not participate in swordsmanship exchanges." Chu Yan said.

"I guess I'm going to see Jun Ya fight Xia Fan." Tuoba Kuo smiled; "Although this sword light was communicated with him, the selected ones were all those who valued by Senior Feng Qing."

Chu Yan suddenly realized, then he looked towards the city lord's mansion. Feng Qing Jianjun smiled at him, nodded, and expressed his approval.

Chu Yan smiled politely and then realized the sword light, which surprised him a little. The sword light contained a unique set of sword techniques.

This sword technique is called Qingfeng Sword Technique, which is divided into nine styles. The sword technique is simple, but it has a little charm of being simple. It is like a wave, layer by layer, one layer higher than another.

"Yang Chen, Feng Xi, Jian Wuya, and Zhang Jiayu are indeed appreciated by Jianjun." Everyone was talking on the side.

There were ten sword lights and five more. One of them fell on a senior brother of the Dadi Sect, Lin Xizhe, another disciple of the Zixia Sword Lord, and two more, respectively, fell on a disciple named Ziying and a disciple named Yu Wang.

These ten people are the ten most outstanding in this swordsmanship exchange.

Chu Yan was an accident. He did not participate in the exchange, but was still appreciated by Feng Qing Jianjun.

This also made Chu Yan sigh that Feng Qing Jianjun is fair.

On this day, Qingfeng City became even more lively. On this day, a group of fairy-like figures descended, which was one of the sixteen veins of the Heavenly Monument, Wangxian Tower.

When the people from Wangxian Tower arrived here, Feng Qing Jianjun flew out of the city to greet him, showing great politeness: "Feng Qing has seen the fairies looking at the building."

"Hehe, Feng Qing Jianjun, I haven't seen you for many years, and Qingfeng City has produced another genius." A female king from Wangxian Tower nodded.

"Borrowing the blessing of the Heavenly Monument." Qingfeng smiled.

The people from Wangxian Tower were settled, and then there were people from the remaining sixteen meridians. The next day, someone from the Poison Sect came, and the people from the Beiming Dynasty and Jiuyou Dynasty also arrived.

For a time, the major sword sects in Qingfeng City were busy visiting and making friends. The original swordsmanship exchange meeting was a little weaker for a while.

On this day, Chu Yan was practicing, and a noise suddenly came from the restaurant where he was.

Lin Xizhe and the disciples of Juesheng Sword Sect stepped into the restaurant. Wang Feng was drinking on the first floor. Lin Xizhe sneered: "You still have the face to stay in Qingfeng City?"

"My senior brother's defeated general." Wang Feng glanced at Lin Xizhe and shook his head.

Lin Xizhe's eyes cold, and then he was not angry and said lightly: "That's right, there are so many people who want to kill you now. There are rules to protect you in Qingfeng City. If you leave, you're probably killed long ago."

"Will my senior brother be afraid of them?" Wang Feng said coldly. Lin Xizhe didn't say anything nonsense, stood up and winked at the person beside him.

"Take it!" Suddenly, several emperors in Juesheng Sword Sect, at level 4 and level 5, exploded, turning into a terrifying sword power, directly suppressing Wangfeng.

Wangfeng's face darkened, his waist bent and he glared at Lin Xizhe.

"If you want to blame, you will blame you for following the wrong person. Although you can't kill you in the city, if you capture you and take it outside the city, no one can control your life or death." Lin Xizhe sneered in a cold voice, then turned around and said to a young man next to him, "Senior brother, please trouble you."

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The young man was extremely arrogant and dressed in white: "It's okay, it's just a second-level monk of the Emperor, sword seal."

As soon as he raised his palm, Wang Feng's limbs were blocked by the sword energy. His face was pale, and the level 5 of the emperor brought him extremely terrible pressure.

"It's the senior brother of Juesheng Sword Sect, Luo Tian. The sword seals the bloodline!" Everyone in the restaurant was slightly amazed. At the last exchange meeting, Luo Tian was extremely famous. With one sword sealing the bloodline, he sealed countless sword cultivators.

He stepped on his feet and the long halberd flew out, trying to cut off the sword lock, but a burst of light and shadow were filled with several forces to suppress it.

"Puff!" Wang Feng spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face paler.

"Ao!" The little wolf was standing aside, and a sharp look flashed in the wolf's eyes, and suddenly rushed towards a fourth-level emperor next to him. The emperor was full of contempt and the sword light in his hand slashed out in the void: "A little evil beast, dare to act rashly! Kill!"

"Roar!" The little wolf roared, like a beast king, which shocked the fourth-level emperor. His sword was bitten by the little wolf, and then a scratch of flames hit him, tearing his chest to pieces.

"Serious beast, how dare you hurt me!" The emperor was furious, and his sword power was raging, but the little wolf was not weak either. Now the little wolf's strength is also level 3 of the emperor, and with his ordinary divine beast bloodline, an ordinary emperor's level 4 person is not his opponent at all.

However, at this moment, Luo Tian glanced at the little wolf and showed a hint of joy: "What a strong demon wolf, if it can be used by me, this time, Tianbei Mountain will definitely help me soar into the sky."

Thinking of this, Luo Tian's sword power swept across, and immediately suppressed the little wolf, turning into a sword cage to trap the little wolf.

"Let's go!" Luo Tian scolded, and the people from Juesheng Sword Sect suppressed the little wolf and captured it.

Many people in the restaurant looked at it and felt sorry for the two of them. The Juesheng Sword Sect was extremely domineering and even broke the rules, but it had nothing to do with them, so they naturally would not interfere.

In the evening, Chu Yan woke up from his practice. The next moment, his face turned angry. He and the little wolf had a sense of mutual response. The feeling became stronger as the realm improved.

At this moment, a strong murderous intent flashed across his eyes. Little wolf, he was in danger.

"Boom!" Chu Yandong stepped out. There were originally a group of people in the restaurant discussing what happened in Bai Tiansheng, but when he saw Chu Yan, he immediately became silent.

Chu Yan didn't say anything nonsense. He walked towards a wine table, his voice like Bing: "Who is it!"

The disciple's face changed slightly, and he showed a hint of displeasure. He was also a genius of the Sword Sect. When had he ever been threatened like this? He sneered: "I am incompetent, and my friend was captured. Will I show my power to me here? Why should I tell you?"

"Bang!" Chu Yan raised his hand, and the disciple subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but then his eyes stagnated because he saw that a row of top-level fire patterns above level six were spread out on his wine table.

"Say!" Chu Yan asked here.
Chapter completed!