Chapter 1233 (2/2)

The team is mainly composed of more than 20 young people. Each of these young people is in high spirits. Several of them are still outstanding figures shining at the Lingwu conference.

Although it is to celebrate Qingchengzi's birthday, as a sword sect as famous as Qingchengshan, Feihong sect can't lose in array.

When Feihong sect arrived, all sects were basically together, and the dragon group represented by Yin Lao also came.

With the arrival of Feihong sect, people whispered again.

”See? The people of Feihong sect have also come. ”

”I remember a hundred years ago, Feihong and Qingcheng competed for the position of the first sword sect from the beginning of their establishment, and they haven't found a place yet.”

”In my opinion, if Qingcheng doesn't have Qingchengzi, I'm afraid it can't compare with Feihong.”

”If you want to die, you dare say that.”

The speaker quickly shut up. After all, this is Qingcheng Mountain. It would be bad if Qingchengzi were nearby.

”Drink!” Suddenly a loud drink sounded from the edge of the martial arts arena.

Then, nearly 100 disciples of Qingcheng Mountain rushed out with long swords and quickly formed a huge sword array.

”Brush...” the long sword in the hands of these disciples was sharp and shining brightly in the air.

The disciples' internal Qi was injected into the long sword at the same time, and suddenly stabbed in the same direction. The internal Qi gathered into a huge sword Qi rising into the sky.

Because this sword was struck by 100 elite disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, it was deadly!

At the moment when the sword Qi rose into the sky, a body in black fell into the sky with the sword Qi, and fell steadily next to the Lord.

This is Yu kuohai, the contemporary leader of Qingcheng Mountain.

”Is every leader so popular when he comes out?” Shen Feng said in his heart.

Last time, Lord Feihong came out with his sword, and Yu kuohai came out directly with his sword Qi.

”Thank all the leaders for giving me face. I gathered in Qingcheng Mountain to attend my supreme elder's birthday banquet. I thank you here.” Yu Kuo Hai laughed and raised the glass on the table next to him.

After saying that, he was lifted up and drank it in one gulp.

”Headmaster Yu, you're welcome.” The leaders also picked up their glasses and drank the wine in them.

Shen Feng came on behalf of the ghost gate, and naturally he was among them.

After drinking a glass of wine, Shen Feng felt very refreshing. This wine felt very different from the poisonous dragon wine of poisonous dragon sect.

Poisonous dragon wine is pungent, and this wine is refreshing, giving people a feeling that they won't get drunk when they drink too much.

”Yes, the blue and white wine in Qingcheng Mountain is becoming more and more mellow.” Chongxiao old man put down his glass and smiled calmly.

After drinking a glass of wine, Yu kuohai said loudly, ”next, please welcome the supreme elder!”

As Yu kuohai's voice fell, everyone held their breath and looked at the empty position around Yu kuohai.

Although Yu kuohai is the leader of Qingcheng Mountain, he does not sit on the throne, because today's throne is reserved for the birthday Qingchengzi.

The younger generation are very curious about what Qingchengzi, who is known as the Chinese sword saint and has reached the age of 120, looks like.

Shen Feng is no exception. He wants to see which is stronger or weaker between the Chinese sword saint and the Beihai giant demon!

”Hoo!”

A gust of wind suddenly set off over the martial arts arena. This gust of wind is not only very violent, but also has a strong sword meaning in the wind!