This murderous intent came without warning. Everyone looked over in shock and saw Yan Li pointing his sword in front of the door. The cold blade was only three inches away from his glabella. He indifferently looked to the left in front of him. Everyone followed his gaze and saw a thin man standing on a strange flower. His facial features were seventy percent similar to Feng Zhinian's.
"If you can't take it, you don't have the right to sit here." The man's figure swayed along with the strange flower. When he waved his hand, the sword that had been caught by Yan Li flew back.
"Old Seven!" Feng Chengwu slapped the table and scolded. "What's wrong with you? You attacked without a greeting. This is a sneak attack, do you understand? Even if you win, you'll lose face for the villa. Do you think it's glorious? Hurry up and take a seat. Really, you only know how to make trouble for me every day! "
"It's impolite not to reciprocate." Yan Li's sword fingers did not change. With a light flick, a chopstick on the table flew up. Guided by his sword fingers, it let out a sharp sound as it tore through the air towards the thin man. It turned into a dark sword light and shot over.
"Hidden sword …" The expressions of the siblings of the Sword God Villa changed. They had not expected that Yan Li would not use a sword and could absorb external force with just his body.
The chopstick split in the air as if there was an invisible knife that had carved it into the shape of a sword. The thin man caught the sword that flew back, took a sword stance, and fiercely stabbed forward. On one side was the small sword carved from the bamboo, and on the other side was the thin man's natal sword. The two collided and caused a small explosion. The deep aftershock surged in all directions like a tide, but it did not harm the flowers. The thin man suddenly felt his breath stop, and he involuntarily took half a step back. He was forced to fall from the flower. Although he landed safely, he was embarrassed. With a low whistle, he pointed his sword at Yan Li, and with a tap of his foot, he leaped toward the high platform.
"Enough!" Feng Chengwu's expression darkened, and he flashed over to stop the thin man. "You are becoming more and more unreasonable! If you want to spar, wait until after the banquet. Father isn't here, and I'm the rule. Sit down! "
The thin man thought for a moment, then sheathed his sword and sat down. He sat on a long table proudly, as if he was very disdainful of his brother.
Feng Chengwu turned to Yan Li, saying apologetically, "Junior apprentice-brother Yan, please forgive me. This Seventh Brother of mine has the same temperament as that father of mine, only having the sword in his eyes. He is an out-and-out sword maniac."
Yan Li smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind. Feng Chengwu returned to his seat, and the middle-aged man who looked like a steward below the high platform made a gesture. The female servants took out the steaming hot food and wine that had been prepared beforehand from their Cosmos Sacks. A dozen or so people lined up and walked up the high platform in a single file.
When the first dish was placed in front of Yan Li, the gluttonous worm in his stomach growled. In front of him was a square saucer, not very large, containing codfish rolls stewed in a thick soup.
"Junior apprentice-brother Yan, Little Sister Caiwei, please eat." Feng Chengyu smiled and invited them, "The first dish is called Deep Sea Codfish Stew. This was caught by fishermen in the deep sea this morning. I sent people to buy it at top speed, and only the best parts of each one were used. The soup ingredients are all precious medicinal ingredients, and the taste is very fresh and delicious. Use it as soon as possible, or the taste will be far from good when it gets cold. "
Yan Li was secretly shocked. These codfish were extremely hard to catch in recent years, and each one was extremely precious. Yet, this codfish stew actually only used the best parts. Even the leader of Confucian orthodoxy might not have the fortune to enjoy such a delicacy. It was really too extravagant. His current attitude towards food was very sincere. He carefully picked up a piece and placed it in his mouth. He first felt a rich fragrance filled with spiritual qi explode in his mouth, and the meat roll didn't need to be chewed at all.
As soon as it came into contact with his taste buds, it slid down his throat as if he was drinking wine. When it landed in his stomach, he immediately felt warm and extremely comfortable. There was also a surge of true qi circulating through his limbs and bones, as if it had swept away the impurities that had accumulated in his meridians. He felt several kilograms lighter in an instant.
Very quickly, the second dish was served. While Yan Li was still immersed in the enjoyment brought to him by the codfish stew, another feast for his taste buds arrived. The attitude and dedication of the Sword God Villa towards the dao of the sword, as well as their extravagance, all left a deep impression on him. He had to admit that there were some things in this world that could not be bought even with money. The Sword God Villa had silently developed in the Sword Region for hundreds of years, and the amount of power it contained was enough to shock people.
After three rounds of wine, the banquet began to liven up. Feng Chengwu smiled, "With junior apprentice-brother Yan's arrival, us brothers also have the good fortune to eat. These dishes are not something that we usually get to eat. Yu 'er has done some research on this. Actually, half of these dishes were personally cooked by her. "
"Brother, has this little sister not cooked enough for you?" Feng Chengyu protested coquettishly.
Gu Caiwei was also full of praise, "Elder Sister Yu has this skill. Any man who marries you is a blessing that he has cultivated in his previous life."
Feng Chengyu smiled reservedly, "How could that be? My dao of the sword is ordinary, so I can only place my thoughts on the small paths. I am often reprimanded by my father for being an acrobat. If Younger Sister likes it, you can stay in the manor. Elder Sister will cook for you every day. "
"What does junior apprentice-brother think?" She looked at Yan Li, a peculiar flirtatious expression on her face. She had spent a lot of effort on this banquet, and it was as if she had completely forgotten about the anger she had suffered at Yan Li's hands during the day. She was filled with anticipation like a little girl.
"This culinary skill has already reached perfection," Yan Li evaluated.
"As long as you like it," Feng Chengyu said joyfully.
Gu Caiwei smelled a hint and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Elder Sister really dotes on the little b * tch. It was the same in the afternoon. You clearly asked me to have a drink at Sunset Residence, but before I even arrived, you and the little b * tch had been drinking merrily for a long time, surrounded by beauties, allowing the little b * tch to enjoy the bliss of a man. I thank you on his behalf." She was now using a nickname to call Yan Li, as if she was declaring her ownership.
How could Feng Chengyu not hear it? She gritted her teeth in hatred, but she still wore a smile on her face, "Younger Sister Caiwei, really. I only said to invite you to Sunset Residence so that the three of us could talk about some intimate things. When did we ever talk about drinking? Besides, didn't you not come? Elder Sister and junior apprentice-brother have been waiting for you for a long time. "
Yan Li suddenly realized that Gu Caiwei had come in the afternoon. No wonder she was so angry.
"Cut the crap! Yan Li, Yan Shifang, I heard that you are now the leader of the younger generation in the way of the sword. I, Feng Yuanlie, am the first to be unconvinced. I've eaten and drunk, let's have a spar! "
Feng Yuanlie was like his name, unyielding and impatient. As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and pounced towards Yan Li. His sword was as fast as lightning. With a few bitingly cold strikes, he sealed off all of Yan Li's escape routes, forcing him to face him head-on.
Yan Li was still holding onto a chopstick, and he gently passed it over. He didn't know how he parried Feng Yuanlie's sword, but it went straight for his throat. His expression changed. He knew that his sword path had been completely seen through, and he had suffered a crushing defeat in terms of "skills". He could only retreat dejectedly.
"I've lost. Yuanmo, you go!"
"Feng Yuanmo, Xiao Ming Sword."
A clear and pleasant sword hum suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
However, Feng Yuanmo had already arrived in midair at some point in time. His sword shadows were as gorgeous as flowers, and the hidden killing intent had long been lying in ambush. Under the graceful rhythm of the interweaving sword cries, he silently attacked Yan Li's vital parts.
The short table in front of Yan Li broke into two without a sound, and the dishes scattered all over the floor. Feng Chengyu's expression changed, and he shrieked in pain, "Yuanmo, you dare to destroy my painstaking efforts!"
"I didn't do it on purpose …" Feng Yuanmo panicked. His movement technique paused, and the opening was grasped by Yan Li. That chopstick easily passed through the sword screen that covered the sky, and knocked him to the ground.
Yan Li's expression turned cold. "In front of me, at the critical moment of life and death, you dare to be distracted? If I had used twenty percent more strength, you would already be a pile of minced meat by now! "
Feng Yuanmo was silent for a moment, and then he stood up and bowed to Yan Li. "Thank you, Big Brother Yan, for your guidance." With that, he returned to his seat.
Then it was the third one, ranked seventeenth in the village. Just now, Feng Chengwu was only halfway through his introduction when he was interrupted by the thin man. At this moment, the thin man sat there and drank by himself, as if he was certain that his three younger brothers were definitely not a match for Yan Li, so he wasn't the least bit anxious.
The seventeenth was a shy youth. He walked out from his seat, and politely cupped his hands in greeting to Yan Li. "Feng Nanxing, Chen Beizhi, please enlighten me, Big Brother Yan."
"Come." Yan Li had already left his seat and stood up. A cool breeze blew gently, causing his clothes to flutter. At first glance, there was nothing special about him. However, his whole body was like a sword, with the brilliance of a unicorn and a phoenix, shaped like a profound mountain. Gu Caiwei couldn't help but stare in a daze. She thought back to the first time they met in the wine shop in the hut halfway up the mountain. She, a great expert at the peak of Enlightenment, had been taken advantage of by a little thief who hadn't even reached the Cultivation Realm. At first, she thought that this man exuded an aura of a scoundrel, and was basically the lowest of the low. She didn't expect that the more they interacted, the more surprised she became, and in the end, even her heart fell for him.
Feng Nanxing was originally very shy, but the moment he held his sword, he actually became cold and murderous, as if he had turned from a docile sheep into a cold assassin. Chen Beizhi's sword was unsheathed with a clang. The silver light drew a long and eye-catching arc in the night, as if there was lightning jumping within it. The earthworm-like thin threads twisted and split into a sky full of sword light.
This "Sword Light Division" actually had a bit of the style of a grandmaster. "Good!" Yan Li laughed. He touched his Universe Ring, and a cyan-steel sword appeared in his hand. Although he was forced by Jiang Mingcheng to use this sword to harm himself in Long Ling City, he still liked to use it. He waved the cyan-steel sword and took a step forward. His figure suddenly became blurry, and then he passed by Feng Nanxing.
The sky full of sword light suddenly disappeared, and the cyan-steel sword in Yan Li's hand broke into several pieces and fell to the ground. Feng Nanxing's face turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan. He slowly sheathed his sword, staggered, and bowed to Yan Li before sitting back down.
Feng Chengwu's eyes were full of splendor. Seeing it with his own eyes and hearing about it were two different feelings. Although his swordsmanship was not outstanding, he was a swordsman after all, and he still had good eyesight. In that instant of confrontation just now, Yan Li did not use any True Essence at all, and just used his superb swordsmanship to break Little Shiqi's "Sword Light Division". In other words, even if this person lost all his cultivation, anyone below the Earth True Immortal level would not be his match. It was really terrifying to think about it.
"Alright, alright. Junior Brother Yan must be tired. Let's stop here." He had his own thoughts, but he had neglected the thin man who had been waiting for him.
When the thin man heard this, he threw the cup of wine he was drinking on the ground, stood up, and said to Yan Li, "Draw your sword, or you will die."
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