Chapter 637
Night Chapter
Chapter 637
In the room, the woman sitting cross-legged was stunned, and the casual and playful smile on her seductive face froze at that moment.
She looked at the man with a calm face in front of her with three points of suspicion and seven points of disbelief, and repeated his words,
"——You mean, the young boy who is rumored to have defeated the Holy Lord of Huangtian has surpassed you in the first way of swords? He has surpassed the second way of Kunkan, the sword master who is known as the emperor of swords?"
Sword Master took a look at her and lowered his eyes, "I won't say it a second time."
Although he didn't answer directly, he admitted the question of the Nightmare Lord.
A serious expression finally appeared on the latter's face.
——Undoubtedly, there is no need for the Sword Master to lie. He is extremely proud of the way of the sword, and he will never lie like this.
In other words, the attainments of that young monk with unknown origins in the way of swords really surpassed that of the Sword Master.
"But...how is this possible?" The Nightmare Holy Master frowned deeply, and murmured, "If there is such a character, why haven't I heard of it before?"
"I don't know." The Master Sword Master indifferently shook his head: "Actually, according to what those two said, I'm afraid he is also inseparable from the matter of the evolution of heaven."
The Lord of Nightmare was startled, and then came to a sudden realization, as if remembering something, and sighed quietly: "That's why they let me cross the Great Domain to come to help you, this smelly and hard iron stone—then You two, don't you believe that you can stop Tianyan and his party?"
Master Juggernaut was expressionless, but nodded slightly.
"What are you going to do?" Nightmare Holy Master was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I am just ordered to help you, it is up to you to decide what to do."
"Have you brought the things mentioned in the letter?" Asked the Sword Master.
"Naturally." Nightmare Holy Master smiled enchantingly, raised her soft and boneless little hand, turned it over lightly, and immediately, a round container the size of a human head appeared in her hand.
It looks like a strange wine jug.
It is narrow at the top and bottom, only the middle part is bloated, and the whole body is made of crystal clear crystal, which looks like an upright oval, with a curved snake-like handle extending from one side of the edge, like jade and stone, warm to the touch.
On top of it, there is also a circular jade cover carved with this strange pattern, covering everything inside this oval thing.
The Nightmare Holy Master put it on the table, rubbed the handle of the pot with his white fingers, and said softly, "But since you plan to use this thing, it means that you still don't plan to do that, right?"
She smiled slightly, her expression became ambiguous, and she looked at Juggernaut Jokingly: "He is secretly called the most ruthless man, but he is quite hesitant about this kind of thing. It's really interesting."
The Sword Master glanced at her, as if he had already gotten used to it, and said: "The orders of those two are just to obstruct, if possible, I don't want to kill my former colleagues with my own hands."
After a pause, he stared at the jug and sighed softly: "But if the immortal can't stop them even if he's drunk, then there's nothing he can do."
Lord Nightmare spread his hands, noncommittal.
"If that time really comes, I will trouble Nightmare and you to fight together." The Sword Master lowered his eyes and said.
"Isn't this the reason why I came here to do this?" The Nightmare Holy Master raised the corners of his lips, his eyes flickering, "But I'm a little surprised. With the majestic Sword Master, can't he be no match for those three people?"
"Tianyan has been proficient in the way of deduction all his life, but his strength is mediocre; as for that crazy girl Huangtian, she is just my defeated general and cannot succeed."
Sword Master slowly shook his head: "To tell you the truth, before they came to the Holy Land, we had no intention of asking you to take action. Until..."
"Until that mysterious monk who overwhelmed you in the way of the sword?" Nightmare Holy Master asked, "Is he very strong?"
"I don't know." The Sword Master shook his head very bluntly, "Outside the Sword Palace today, not only was I half-headed in the way of the sword that I am proud of, but I also couldn't see through his depth—in my eyes Here, this is an ordinary mortal with no trace of cultivation."
"Oh?" Nightmare Lord seemed to be interested all of a sudden, and his beautiful eyes flickered: "Perhaps...he is really an ordinary mortal?"
"Don't be joking." The Sword Master looked out the window and shook his head: "How can a mere mortal defeat Huangtian? What's more, according to Jianchao, this person is faintly dominant in their group."
"Understood."
Nightmare Lord's eyes became more curious, and his winking eyes narrowed slightly: "If there is a war, you can just deal with Huangtian and Tianyan at ease, and I will hand this person over to me."
After hearing this, Master Juggernaut lifted the jug on the table, turned around, and disappeared into the Nuoda room.
Immediately, as soon as the lights went out, only Nightmare Lord remained, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, like a hunter ready to move in the dark.
"Holy Nightmare?"
At the same time, in the room where Jiangnan was.
A chaotic curtain of light enveloped the entire room, and Tianyan Shengzhu sat opposite Jiangnan.
Jiang Nan looked at Tianyan Shengzhu, who had an ugly face, and frowned: "I remember, you and Huang Tiancai mentioned this not long ago? Is she also in this Ten Thousand Swords City?"
Not long after returning to the room, when Jiangnan was about to rest, the Holy Master Tianyan paid a sudden visit, and then opened the domain without any reason, isolating all sounds from the outside world, and then told him the news——In Wanjian City , there is not only a fairyland, the Sword Saint, but also another mysterious fairy named Nightmare Lord.
"That's right, it's exactly the guy that girl Huangtian mentioned earlier."
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath, "In Wanjian City, this is not a secret. I asked the deacon of Jianmen who came to serve me for a while, and then I learned the news-just yesterday, I was one step ahead of us. A Nightmare Lord has also come to Wanjian City."
"Is she here because of the big banquet tomorrow?" Jiang Nan frowned.
"It seems to be so, at least the disciples of Jianmen think so. But what I mean is, this so-called big banquet is the problem." Tianyan Shengzhu slowly shook his head and asked: "Do you know that your sword Since the Holy Master ascended to the Immortal Realm, how many times have the so-called feasts been held in this Jianmen Holy Land?"
Jiangnan shook his head.
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath, his face was not good-looking: "Not once."
He added: "For countless tens of thousands of years, the entire Holy Land of Lianmen has never held such a vain ceremony-people live up to their name, Jianmen Jianmen, what they rely on and believe in is only the sword in their hands .”
"And this time, this so-called grand banquet is also extremely abrupt--ordinarily speaking, it is a feast for Holy Land-level forces. Usually, planning will start at least a few years in advance, inviting all sects from all over the world to prepare various affairs. But this time Jianmen The banquet was hastily scheduled six days ago, and no sect power other than the Nightmare Holy Master was invited."
Jiang Nan was taken aback: "Six days ago?"
"Exactly!" The Holy Master Tianyan took a deep breath: "That day was the day when the cage of the Tianyan Domain collapsed and we embarked on a journey."
The unexpected banquet, the hasty preparations, the timing of the match...
Jiang Nan frowned.
——It's almost as if it was specially prepared for them.
"So, from the very beginning, it wasn't the Sword Gate Holy Land that was going to hold a big banquet. We just happened to pass by and were invited as guests."
Tianyan Shengzhu looked at Jiangnan: "It's more like a so-called big banquet held for a reason to keep us."
Jiang Nan sighed: "You made a pot of dumplings just for a plate of vinegar?"
The Holy Lord of Tianyan was taken aback. Although he had never heard such a metaphor, he still understood Jiangnan's meaning and nodded, "From the current point of view, it is exactly."
"Since this is the case, the Sword Master will probably not let us go to the Holy Land of Tianwang Peak by moving the formation after the banquet as he said?" Jiang Nan rubbed his temples.
"If my guess is correct, they should not let us go." The Lord Tianyan nodded, "Now, what do you think should be done?"
Jiang Nan spread his hands, "It's all here, can you eat and drink to your heart's content?"
The Holy Lord of Tianyan was stunned, and smiled wryly: "You don't have to be joking."
Jiang Nan was serious: "Holy Master, I'm not joking - the only thing we need to be sure of is that this sword holy land really has a large teleportation formation leading to Tianwang Peak, that's enough. As long as it exists, we will pass it , arrived at Tianwang Peak."
Tianyan Shengzhu swallowed, "Where is the Sword Master? Where is the Nightmare Master? What about tomorrow's tricky Sword Gate feast?"
"It's not important." Jiang Nan shook his head, his tone was calm, "Nothing can stop us."
Tianyan Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.
He stared at Jiangnan in a daze, and suddenly realized—this person in front of him seems to be more determined than himself to go to Tianwang Peak?
"Holy Master, rest assured, I rested earlier." Jiang Nan stood up and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes." After a long time, the Holy Master Tianyan took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, removed the barrier, and exited the room.
The next day, in the early morning, the sky was bright.
hum-
The dull sky clock rang, ushering in the first ray of sunlight from sunrise, echoing in the majestic city of ten thousand swords, and spreading in all directions.
At the same time, the sound of the bell seemed to wake up the sleeping people. In Nuo Da's Sword Palace, figures in ceremonial robes poured into the towering and majestic Sword Palace like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.Above the sky, the melodious and melodious sound of fairy music is sprinkled, which is extremely pleasant and pleasant.
Jiang Nan and the others also changed into robes under the Jianmen deacon's costume, walked out of the room, walked through the wide corridor, and headed to the Sword Palace hall where the banquet was held.
Following the respectful deacons, they pushed open the last heavy door, and what they saw was a scene like a fairyland.
The main hall of the Sword Palace is not covered with domes like ordinary palaces, it is an incomparably huge platform of black jade, from which you can see the faint sky when you look up.
On both sides of the main hall, a woman in a table dress danced to the sound of drum music.And on this shiny black jade platform, the antique gilded tables and seats are neatly arranged in two rows, facing each other, extending tens of miles outward, like two straight long dragons, all the way from the deepest part of the palace to the Temple gate.
There are green and gold lamps placed on each long table, emitting a dense soft light. Under the light, there are pots of glass wine jugs. The pure fragrance of wine is like clouds and mist floating in the hall with a radius of hundreds of miles. among.
By the time Jiangnan and the others walked into the hall, the dragon-like table was already filled with many great experts from the Holy Land of Sword Gate.
Even though they were at the banquet, they still sat upright and meticulous, their eyes calm and composed.
Under the leadership of the deacon, several people from Jiangnan walked through the crowded hall, walked past dancing girls, and came to the depths of the hall, the place closest to the throne of the Sword Master.
Here, there are a few seats that are obviously different from the rest of the seats, and are neatly arranged. Obviously, it was specially ordered by the Sword Master.
"My lords, please take your seat."
The deacon of Jianmen was extremely respectful, and after inviting Jiangnan and the others to sit down, he bowed and left.
At this moment, it was almost noon, and after the last Jiang Nan and others took their seats, the entire hall was full of seats.
Jiangnan looked to the right, Jianchao and the others were sitting upright, noticing Jiangnan's gaze, he turned his head and nodded slightly.
At the same time, Jiang Nan noticed that there were eight other people wearing the same clothes as this sword, and they should be the remaining eight most powerful immortals in the holy land of Jianmen.
After taking a look, Jiangnan retracted his gaze without any trace, and looked to the opposite side.
——On the seat with the same personality as them, a woman as soft and charming as water is sitting with her back, her frown and smile seem to be natural, like an incomparably deep whirlpool, trying to attract people's eyes.
"This is the Lord of Nightmare."
On the side, Tianyan Shengzhu sent a voice transmission to Jiangnan, and said in a low voice: "This person has always been mysterious. Even if she is also the Holy Master, very few people know her details."
"and……"
The Holy Master Tianyan took a look at the rather luxurious banquets around him, heard the sound of bells and drums like fairy music, and shook his head lightly: "The woods in the Holy Land of Jianmen may not be able to hold such an elegant banquet. Shengping's singing and dancing are probably the work of this nightmare."
And when looking at her in Jiangnan, the woman seemed to be aware of his gaze, turned her head slightly, and smiled, her dark eyes were full of curiosity.
Jiang Nan nodded, looked away, and looked at the empty throne on the left.
Just as Jiangnan expected, it was a simple and majestic Iron Stone Throne without any extra decorations, completely in line with the cold personality of the Sword Master.
hum-
Immediately afterwards, the bell rang again, and sunlight poured down like a waterfall on the hollow dome.
It's noon!
Immediately afterwards, a familiar figure walked slowly from the direction of the side hall.
At that moment, the drums and music stopped, and everything was silent.All eyes were on the not tall figure.
The Master Sword Saint looked pale, walked up to the throne, and moved up one seat. Between the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, a low and majestic voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Sword Gate Mangmang, tens of thousands of years have passed since the present. The kings were born to practice swords, live for swords, and die with swords. They have left iron-cast prestige in the vast land of Kunkan."
He looked at the Jianmen disciples in front of the hall and took a deep breath: "My heart is very happy, so I wanted to have a feast."
He stood up, looked at Jiangnan and his party and the Nightmare Lord, saluted slightly, and said again: "Just when the distinguished guests come to the door, and the saplings are shining, it is bliss to drink and have fun together."
After the words were finished, the drums in the hall sounded again, the fairy sounds resounded, and the dancers flicked their sleeves melodiously.
The waiters who brought the world's most precious delicacies entered the hall, and put down the precious delicacies on the long tables. The index finger-moving aroma mixed with the aroma of wine rushed to the face, lingering in the hall.
Countless Jianmen disciples and disciples cheered like a tide.
The Sword Gate feast is officially opened.
(End of this chapter)
In the room, the woman sitting cross-legged was stunned, and the casual and playful smile on her seductive face froze at that moment.
She looked at the man with a calm face in front of her with three points of suspicion and seven points of disbelief, and repeated his words,
"——You mean, the young boy who is rumored to have defeated the Holy Lord of Huangtian has surpassed you in the first way of swords? He has surpassed the second way of Kunkan, the sword master who is known as the emperor of swords?"
Sword Master took a look at her and lowered his eyes, "I won't say it a second time."
Although he didn't answer directly, he admitted the question of the Nightmare Lord.
A serious expression finally appeared on the latter's face.
——Undoubtedly, there is no need for the Sword Master to lie. He is extremely proud of the way of the sword, and he will never lie like this.
In other words, the attainments of that young monk with unknown origins in the way of swords really surpassed that of the Sword Master.
"But...how is this possible?" The Nightmare Holy Master frowned deeply, and murmured, "If there is such a character, why haven't I heard of it before?"
"I don't know." The Master Sword Master indifferently shook his head: "Actually, according to what those two said, I'm afraid he is also inseparable from the matter of the evolution of heaven."
The Lord of Nightmare was startled, and then came to a sudden realization, as if remembering something, and sighed quietly: "That's why they let me cross the Great Domain to come to help you, this smelly and hard iron stone—then You two, don't you believe that you can stop Tianyan and his party?"
Master Juggernaut was expressionless, but nodded slightly.
"What are you going to do?" Nightmare Holy Master was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I am just ordered to help you, it is up to you to decide what to do."
"Have you brought the things mentioned in the letter?" Asked the Sword Master.
"Naturally." Nightmare Holy Master smiled enchantingly, raised her soft and boneless little hand, turned it over lightly, and immediately, a round container the size of a human head appeared in her hand.
It looks like a strange wine jug.
It is narrow at the top and bottom, only the middle part is bloated, and the whole body is made of crystal clear crystal, which looks like an upright oval, with a curved snake-like handle extending from one side of the edge, like jade and stone, warm to the touch.
On top of it, there is also a circular jade cover carved with this strange pattern, covering everything inside this oval thing.
The Nightmare Holy Master put it on the table, rubbed the handle of the pot with his white fingers, and said softly, "But since you plan to use this thing, it means that you still don't plan to do that, right?"
She smiled slightly, her expression became ambiguous, and she looked at Juggernaut Jokingly: "He is secretly called the most ruthless man, but he is quite hesitant about this kind of thing. It's really interesting."
The Sword Master glanced at her, as if he had already gotten used to it, and said: "The orders of those two are just to obstruct, if possible, I don't want to kill my former colleagues with my own hands."
After a pause, he stared at the jug and sighed softly: "But if the immortal can't stop them even if he's drunk, then there's nothing he can do."
Lord Nightmare spread his hands, noncommittal.
"If that time really comes, I will trouble Nightmare and you to fight together." The Sword Master lowered his eyes and said.
"Isn't this the reason why I came here to do this?" The Nightmare Holy Master raised the corners of his lips, his eyes flickering, "But I'm a little surprised. With the majestic Sword Master, can't he be no match for those three people?"
"Tianyan has been proficient in the way of deduction all his life, but his strength is mediocre; as for that crazy girl Huangtian, she is just my defeated general and cannot succeed."
Sword Master slowly shook his head: "To tell you the truth, before they came to the Holy Land, we had no intention of asking you to take action. Until..."
"Until that mysterious monk who overwhelmed you in the way of the sword?" Nightmare Holy Master asked, "Is he very strong?"
"I don't know." The Sword Master shook his head very bluntly, "Outside the Sword Palace today, not only was I half-headed in the way of the sword that I am proud of, but I also couldn't see through his depth—in my eyes Here, this is an ordinary mortal with no trace of cultivation."
"Oh?" Nightmare Lord seemed to be interested all of a sudden, and his beautiful eyes flickered: "Perhaps...he is really an ordinary mortal?"
"Don't be joking." The Sword Master looked out the window and shook his head: "How can a mere mortal defeat Huangtian? What's more, according to Jianchao, this person is faintly dominant in their group."
"Understood."
Nightmare Lord's eyes became more curious, and his winking eyes narrowed slightly: "If there is a war, you can just deal with Huangtian and Tianyan at ease, and I will hand this person over to me."
After hearing this, Master Juggernaut lifted the jug on the table, turned around, and disappeared into the Nuoda room.
Immediately, as soon as the lights went out, only Nightmare Lord remained, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, like a hunter ready to move in the dark.
"Holy Nightmare?"
At the same time, in the room where Jiangnan was.
A chaotic curtain of light enveloped the entire room, and Tianyan Shengzhu sat opposite Jiangnan.
Jiang Nan looked at Tianyan Shengzhu, who had an ugly face, and frowned: "I remember, you and Huang Tiancai mentioned this not long ago? Is she also in this Ten Thousand Swords City?"
Not long after returning to the room, when Jiangnan was about to rest, the Holy Master Tianyan paid a sudden visit, and then opened the domain without any reason, isolating all sounds from the outside world, and then told him the news——In Wanjian City , there is not only a fairyland, the Sword Saint, but also another mysterious fairy named Nightmare Lord.
"That's right, it's exactly the guy that girl Huangtian mentioned earlier."
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath, "In Wanjian City, this is not a secret. I asked the deacon of Jianmen who came to serve me for a while, and then I learned the news-just yesterday, I was one step ahead of us. A Nightmare Lord has also come to Wanjian City."
"Is she here because of the big banquet tomorrow?" Jiang Nan frowned.
"It seems to be so, at least the disciples of Jianmen think so. But what I mean is, this so-called big banquet is the problem." Tianyan Shengzhu slowly shook his head and asked: "Do you know that your sword Since the Holy Master ascended to the Immortal Realm, how many times have the so-called feasts been held in this Jianmen Holy Land?"
Jiangnan shook his head.
Tianyan Shengzhu took a deep breath, his face was not good-looking: "Not once."
He added: "For countless tens of thousands of years, the entire Holy Land of Lianmen has never held such a vain ceremony-people live up to their name, Jianmen Jianmen, what they rely on and believe in is only the sword in their hands .”
"And this time, this so-called grand banquet is also extremely abrupt--ordinarily speaking, it is a feast for Holy Land-level forces. Usually, planning will start at least a few years in advance, inviting all sects from all over the world to prepare various affairs. But this time Jianmen The banquet was hastily scheduled six days ago, and no sect power other than the Nightmare Holy Master was invited."
Jiang Nan was taken aback: "Six days ago?"
"Exactly!" The Holy Master Tianyan took a deep breath: "That day was the day when the cage of the Tianyan Domain collapsed and we embarked on a journey."
The unexpected banquet, the hasty preparations, the timing of the match...
Jiang Nan frowned.
——It's almost as if it was specially prepared for them.
"So, from the very beginning, it wasn't the Sword Gate Holy Land that was going to hold a big banquet. We just happened to pass by and were invited as guests."
Tianyan Shengzhu looked at Jiangnan: "It's more like a so-called big banquet held for a reason to keep us."
Jiang Nan sighed: "You made a pot of dumplings just for a plate of vinegar?"
The Holy Lord of Tianyan was taken aback. Although he had never heard such a metaphor, he still understood Jiangnan's meaning and nodded, "From the current point of view, it is exactly."
"Since this is the case, the Sword Master will probably not let us go to the Holy Land of Tianwang Peak by moving the formation after the banquet as he said?" Jiang Nan rubbed his temples.
"If my guess is correct, they should not let us go." The Lord Tianyan nodded, "Now, what do you think should be done?"
Jiang Nan spread his hands, "It's all here, can you eat and drink to your heart's content?"
The Holy Lord of Tianyan was stunned, and smiled wryly: "You don't have to be joking."
Jiang Nan was serious: "Holy Master, I'm not joking - the only thing we need to be sure of is that this sword holy land really has a large teleportation formation leading to Tianwang Peak, that's enough. As long as it exists, we will pass it , arrived at Tianwang Peak."
Tianyan Shengzhu swallowed, "Where is the Sword Master? Where is the Nightmare Master? What about tomorrow's tricky Sword Gate feast?"
"It's not important." Jiang Nan shook his head, his tone was calm, "Nothing can stop us."
Tianyan Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.
He stared at Jiangnan in a daze, and suddenly realized—this person in front of him seems to be more determined than himself to go to Tianwang Peak?
"Holy Master, rest assured, I rested earlier." Jiang Nan stood up and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes." After a long time, the Holy Master Tianyan took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, removed the barrier, and exited the room.
The next day, in the early morning, the sky was bright.
hum-
The dull sky clock rang, ushering in the first ray of sunlight from sunrise, echoing in the majestic city of ten thousand swords, and spreading in all directions.
At the same time, the sound of the bell seemed to wake up the sleeping people. In Nuo Da's Sword Palace, figures in ceremonial robes poured into the towering and majestic Sword Palace like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.Above the sky, the melodious and melodious sound of fairy music is sprinkled, which is extremely pleasant and pleasant.
Jiang Nan and the others also changed into robes under the Jianmen deacon's costume, walked out of the room, walked through the wide corridor, and headed to the Sword Palace hall where the banquet was held.
Following the respectful deacons, they pushed open the last heavy door, and what they saw was a scene like a fairyland.
The main hall of the Sword Palace is not covered with domes like ordinary palaces, it is an incomparably huge platform of black jade, from which you can see the faint sky when you look up.
On both sides of the main hall, a woman in a table dress danced to the sound of drum music.And on this shiny black jade platform, the antique gilded tables and seats are neatly arranged in two rows, facing each other, extending tens of miles outward, like two straight long dragons, all the way from the deepest part of the palace to the Temple gate.
There are green and gold lamps placed on each long table, emitting a dense soft light. Under the light, there are pots of glass wine jugs. The pure fragrance of wine is like clouds and mist floating in the hall with a radius of hundreds of miles. among.
By the time Jiangnan and the others walked into the hall, the dragon-like table was already filled with many great experts from the Holy Land of Sword Gate.
Even though they were at the banquet, they still sat upright and meticulous, their eyes calm and composed.
Under the leadership of the deacon, several people from Jiangnan walked through the crowded hall, walked past dancing girls, and came to the depths of the hall, the place closest to the throne of the Sword Master.
Here, there are a few seats that are obviously different from the rest of the seats, and are neatly arranged. Obviously, it was specially ordered by the Sword Master.
"My lords, please take your seat."
The deacon of Jianmen was extremely respectful, and after inviting Jiangnan and the others to sit down, he bowed and left.
At this moment, it was almost noon, and after the last Jiang Nan and others took their seats, the entire hall was full of seats.
Jiangnan looked to the right, Jianchao and the others were sitting upright, noticing Jiangnan's gaze, he turned his head and nodded slightly.
At the same time, Jiang Nan noticed that there were eight other people wearing the same clothes as this sword, and they should be the remaining eight most powerful immortals in the holy land of Jianmen.
After taking a look, Jiangnan retracted his gaze without any trace, and looked to the opposite side.
——On the seat with the same personality as them, a woman as soft and charming as water is sitting with her back, her frown and smile seem to be natural, like an incomparably deep whirlpool, trying to attract people's eyes.
"This is the Lord of Nightmare."
On the side, Tianyan Shengzhu sent a voice transmission to Jiangnan, and said in a low voice: "This person has always been mysterious. Even if she is also the Holy Master, very few people know her details."
"and……"
The Holy Master Tianyan took a look at the rather luxurious banquets around him, heard the sound of bells and drums like fairy music, and shook his head lightly: "The woods in the Holy Land of Jianmen may not be able to hold such an elegant banquet. Shengping's singing and dancing are probably the work of this nightmare."
And when looking at her in Jiangnan, the woman seemed to be aware of his gaze, turned her head slightly, and smiled, her dark eyes were full of curiosity.
Jiang Nan nodded, looked away, and looked at the empty throne on the left.
Just as Jiangnan expected, it was a simple and majestic Iron Stone Throne without any extra decorations, completely in line with the cold personality of the Sword Master.
hum-
Immediately afterwards, the bell rang again, and sunlight poured down like a waterfall on the hollow dome.
It's noon!
Immediately afterwards, a familiar figure walked slowly from the direction of the side hall.
At that moment, the drums and music stopped, and everything was silent.All eyes were on the not tall figure.
The Master Sword Saint looked pale, walked up to the throne, and moved up one seat. Between the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, a low and majestic voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Sword Gate Mangmang, tens of thousands of years have passed since the present. The kings were born to practice swords, live for swords, and die with swords. They have left iron-cast prestige in the vast land of Kunkan."
He looked at the Jianmen disciples in front of the hall and took a deep breath: "My heart is very happy, so I wanted to have a feast."
He stood up, looked at Jiangnan and his party and the Nightmare Lord, saluted slightly, and said again: "Just when the distinguished guests come to the door, and the saplings are shining, it is bliss to drink and have fun together."
After the words were finished, the drums in the hall sounded again, the fairy sounds resounded, and the dancers flicked their sleeves melodiously.
The waiters who brought the world's most precious delicacies entered the hall, and put down the precious delicacies on the long tables. The index finger-moving aroma mixed with the aroma of wine rushed to the face, lingering in the hall.
Countless Jianmen disciples and disciples cheered like a tide.
The Sword Gate feast is officially opened.
(End of this chapter)