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"Shuiyun, why are you looking at me with such eyes, are you surprised?" Jiang Nan waved his hand, put the invitation into the storage bag, and said with a smile, "I wanted to tell you, but I just forgot about it while I was just looking at the scenery along the way. Let’s go in first and talk as we go.”

"Wait! This girl hasn't shown her invitation card yet." Two guards stopped the two of them, and one of the men glanced up and down at Mu Shuiyun, even if he was pretty, he had to take out the invitation card.

Mu Shuiyun was about to speak but was interrupted by Jiang Nan, and said with a smile: "You two elder brothers, she is with me. It's just that she came in a hurry, so I forgot to bring the invitation card. I don't know if you can be more accommodating? "

"No, I think you know the rules of Wanli Villa. We have sent out countless invitations, and we must not let extra people in." The attitude of the two guards is not negotiable. Posts, certainly not to release.

Seeing that the time is coming, Jiangnan is impatient, several figures descended from the sky, and several young men in blue robes showed their invitations to enter the village. They didn't even glance at Mu Shuiyun. Eye.

"Forget it, you go in." Mu Shuiyun shook his head helplessly, but was stopped by Jiangnan when he was about to leave, and said: "Shuiyun, I have given you my invitation card, anyway, with my cultivation base, I guess I can't win Lord, you are my only friend, so this is considered a meeting ceremony. Don’t refuse, although I can’t see your sword skills, I will cheer for you.”

Mu Shuiyun looked at him quietly, and couldn't help being moved by these words in his heart. How could the disciples of Seven Immortal Peak not disturb the immortal master when they came to participate in the Heavenly Sword Conference? He must have come with his master's approval and expectation. But she was willing to give the invitation to her, and it was hard for her not to move, "You don't want to get the magic book?"

"There are so many sword masters in the world coming to compete, I may not be able to win, it is better to give this opportunity to you. There are only a handful of sword masters in the world, and almost all of them are the heads of some sects. The standard for this conference is only It is limited to the holy level, that is to say, if those masters want to win the sword manual, they will definitely send their most proud disciples to fight. I am not at the peak, and I will inevitably lose the opportunity. You are different. I feel your peak cultivation level. This time you go, it is the most suitable." Jiang Nan said so much, just wanting to let Mu Shuiyun enter the competition with peace of mind, but sighed in his heart, master, for my only good friend , you can only be disappointed.

"It's better not to, I was just here to join in the fun, and I didn't really want to compete in swordsmanship. You go in, go quickly." Mu Shuiyun shook his head and pushed him, but was pulled to the door by Jiangnan , the two guards immediately stopped him.

"Brothers, I have given her the invitation card, please let her in." Jiang Nan stuffed the invitation card into Mu Shuiyun's arms, and he could not help but push her in.

The two guards stretched their arms and stopped them again, "No!"

"Why?" Jiang Nan lowered his face, obviously displeased.

"The name has been annotated on the invitation, so you can't change it." The man looked at Mu Shuiyun's indifferent expression. The big beauty is pretty good, and he wanted to put it in too. Unfortunately, the gender of this man and woman really cannot be changed. He just wanted to open his eyes. It is not enough to close one eye.

"Who said she didn't have an invitation card." A cold voice came from not far away, and the four of them heard the reputation and looked around, only to see a woman in white walking towards her with a cold face.

Mu Shuiyun frowned, why is she here?

Jiangnan Queer Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, there was a hint of inexplicability in his eyes, he recognized the woman's attire at a glance, Wanli Villa even invited Tianxuanmen disciples, it really was a grand occasion.

Hua Ning's eyes were fixed on Mu Shuiyun's face, until she stopped beside her, smiled and took out two invitation cards from her bosom, opened them and said to Mu Shuiyun angrily: "Why don't you listen to yourself? You came here and got a brocade robe to wear. Last time you wet your clothes by the stream, you should change your original clothes later. I searched for you very hard, and I will never run around again. .”

The two guards glanced at the two dubiously, and then lowered their eyes to look at the name on the invitation, both of them were surprised. The man before said with a smile: "It turns out that they are the two girls from Tianxuanmen. It's not a good idea, please come in." .”

The arm was gently held, Mu Shuiyun's heart skipped a beat, seeing Hua Ning blinking at her, he smiled and walked in with her.

Jiangnan Yunli followed the two of them and walked in, slandering in his heart, isn't this Shuiyun a disciple of Tianxuanmen again?

The scorching sun at noon hangs high in the sky, shining down with dazzling light, coating the entire villa with a layer of dazzling golden light.

Members of various Sword Sects came to the scene one after another. In front of the crowd was a huge martial arts arena, and several young men and women sat under the stage. The handsome man in the center wearing a golden robe was the founder of the villa, Yang Wanli. His eyes squinted, Quietly scanning the disciples of each sect, his eyes seemed to be searching for something in the crowd, suddenly his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The head of the Qingmu faction, Qing Muzi, was sitting on the left side of Yang Wanli, squinting at the confident smile on his lips, and wondered, could it be that he is absolutely sure of winning the victory?Hmph, what the hell is the old man playing.

And the woman in white sitting on the right side of Yang Wanli turned her eyes and scanned the crowd. When she saw Hua Ning's figure, she felt a lot more at ease. How could Tianxuanmen be missing from such a huge competition platform of the Tianjian Conference? I hope Ning'er can win glory for Tianxuanmen.

Hua Ning, who was in front of the crowd, naturally saw the encouraging eyes of the master, and felt relieved, so she said to Mu Shuiyun, "That woman in white is my master, Qingyan."

"Oh? A disciple of the younger generation, I remember one named Qingling." Mu Shuiyun stroked his chin, quietly scanning the leaders of each faction.

"That's my Fourth Martial Uncle, but she has already left Tianxuanmen." Hua Ning started relatively late, and she had heard about Fourth Martial Uncle when she entered Tianxuanmen. She is the pride of Tianxuanmen, He is also the most outstanding talent cultivator on the mainland, and he ascended to the ancestor in less than a year. What an achievement, it is a pity that Uncle Qingling left Tianxuanmen for some reason. She once asked why , but the master didn't seem to intend to tell, so she couldn't ask any more.

Mu Shuiyun saw through her mind, so he stopped asking, but asked in confusion: "Could that man in Tsing Yi be Qing Muzi, the head of the Qingmu Sect."

"That's right. As the swordsmanship sect of today, the Aoki Sect has countless disciples. Have you seen over there, those few attractive men are the representatives of the Aoki Sect. It is estimated that there will be a fight soon." Holding the black sword in his arms, Jiang Nan squinted at several young men not far away, but he was disdainful in his heart. Now that the master is still practicing in seclusion, he has no time to come here to watch the battle. Otherwise, how could he be compared by these sects.

The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the disciples were eager to compete on stage, but the owner hadn't spoken yet, so they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"When will we be able to compete in martial arts! My hands are itchy!"

"That's right, after waiting for a long time, what are they waiting for?"

The scorching sun had already ignited the crowd, and everyone was discussing for no reason, especially the few men belonging to the Qingmu sect who were the most unstoppable, seeing Master Qingmuzi's sharp eyes sweeping over, they immediately stopped for a while.

Yang Wanli felt helpless, why didn't the master come here? Although they belonged to the sword sect, they all had to attach themselves to the royal family. The temptation of spectrum is too great, and several forces want to grab it, so it is still unknown who owns it.

The crowd continued to discuss, but there was movement from behind, and the crowd was forced to separate. A group of well-trained men in black came forward carrying a gorgeous soft sedan chair. Behind the curtain like a gauze was a The man in the Chinese robe, people couldn't see his face due to the curtain covering it, but they could feel a kind of lazy aura emanating from him.

The man leaned leisurely in the sedan chair, stroking a strand of hair on his chest with his slender fingers, and said in a magnetic and charming voice, "Pfft, this magic book is really alluring, even the Tianxuanmen, which is said to be isolated from the world, would like To win one or two. This is really frightening to the world's strong cultivators. No one knows that there is an ancestor under the seat of Tianxuanmen. If you want to challenge Tianxuanmen, you must weigh your own sect. Am I right about someone's heart?"

After these words, Qing Muzi was the first to react, there was a gloomy look in his eyes, the visitor was so tyrannical and domineering, he actually provoked the disturbance between Tianxuanmen and the Swordsmen in public, it really is true With audacity, he immediately slapped the table and shouted: "Who are you! How dare you provoke people in public! I'm so impatient!"

"Presumptuous!" A man in black in front of the sedan scolded expressionlessly.

snap!Before everyone could react, Qing Muzi covered his face and nearly stared his eyes out of their sockets, his eyes were full of disbelief, he was so angry that his internal organs ached, he was actually attacked?And he didn't even see his opponent's actions clearly, he was a respectable person after all, these people simply didn't take him seriously!

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and the disciples of the Aoki Sect were even more furious, but they didn't dare to take a breath.

Hua Ning and Jiang Nan looked at each other, and couldn't believe it, Qing Muzi, the sword master of a generation, was actually slapped in the face in public?Wouldn't this mean to lose face in front of the famous sword faction in the world? Could it be that this is the purpose of these people?Do you want to use this to teach Qing Muzi a lesson and deter the masters of the factions?

Mu Shuiyun knew very well in her heart, the identity of the person in the sedan chair was self-evident, she had already recognized him when she heard his voice, it turned out that this prince also came to participate in the Heavenly Sword Conference, But when he saw the scene where Qing Muzi was slapped in the face, he was surprised, could it be that this prince is a respectable expert?