The next morning, Fabian slowly woke up in bed. He held his head and felt a little dizzy.
He had drunk a lot of wine when he sent Old Huang off yesterday. He didn't even know how he returned to his room to rest.
Fabian looked out of the window and found that it was almost noon. He quickly stood up and ran out without even putting on his clothes.
"Hey, hey, hey, ancestor, where are you going dressed like this in broad daylight?”
Xu Xiao came to the front of the courtyard and stopped Xu Fengnian. He helped him tidy up his clothes and said.
"Where's Old Huang? I was planning to send him off."
Fabian let the servant girl and Xu Xiao help him put on his clothes and replied with a frown.
"Old Yellow has already left with his beloved Little Yellow. When he left, he said that he didn't want to disturb your sleep. He said that you haven't had a good sleep in the past three years.”
Xu Xiao rambled on, completely unlike the Prince of Beiliang. Xu Fengnian hurriedly interrupted him and said firmly.
"Xu Xiao, I want to see Old Huang with my own eyes.”
"No, Wudi City is too dangerous, and the journey will be even more dangerous. Have you forgotten how you came back?”
Fabian, who had always been the leader, immediately denied it and refused to give in.
Fabian did not make a fuss. He just stared at his father. Their gazes met for a few seconds, and Fabian immediately softened.
"Don't worry, the old God of Swords, Li Chungang, has already gone with him. You don't have to worry.”
Xu Xiao also knew that Xu Fengnian was worried about Old Yellow, so he told Xu Fengnian about Old Yellow's schedule.
This made Fabian feel a little relieved. During these three years of escape, the relationship between the two was no longer a servant, but a friend.
The Prince of Beiliang's residence had stopped, but Wudi City was very lively.
The news that the Yellow Formation Map, whose sword had shaken 40 states, was going to challenge Wang Xianzhi once again spread like wildfire throughout the entire Jianghu.
As the main battlefield, batches of busybodies came to Wudi City.
Most of the people who came were here to watch this unprecedented showdown. They wanted to see what kind of confidence the Yellow Formation Map had to come to Wudi City to challenge Wang Xian.
At the same time, there were many people who wanted to know how far Wang Xianzhi had progressed in the path of martial arts over the years.
The storm of the martial world had all gathered in this city.
"Sister, I didn't expect so many people to come today.”
A graceful woman was lying on a couch as she spoke to another woman sitting beside her.
Although the woman who was sitting upright was called Elder Sister, she was very young and beautiful. Her extremely beautiful face, coupled with her bright eyes, was still dazzling even in the mountains.
"What's the use of having more people? They're just some trash.
Yao Yue, the First Palace Master of the Shifting Flower Palace, spoke in an ethereal voice that was hard to fathom.
However, his tone was very cold and heartless, and his words were arrogant and cruel.
Just one sentence was enough to let people know that she was an extremely cold-blooded and cruel person.
However, as the First Palace Master of the Shifting Flower Palace, her cold-blooded cruelty was supported by strength. Her lightness skill was unrivaled in the world, and her main spiritual cultivation method, Bright Jade Technique, had already reached the ninth level.
Lying on the bed was her younger sister, the Second Palace Master of the Flower Transferring Palace, Lian Xing.
Compared to Yao Yue, Lian Xing was not as cold and aloof. She was sweet and beautiful, like a spring flower. She was also a beautiful woman with beauty and temperament.
Her eyes were not as cold and heartless as her sister's. They were more lively and lively. Occasionally, there was a childish and naive look in her eyes.
Faced with her sister's cold judgment, her eyes were slightly worried. There were always people better than them in the martial arts world. How could they all be trash?
As if confirming the worries in her heart, a bold and hearty laughter came from afar. Then, the people of the Shifting Flower Palace saw a cloud of dust rise.
A figure flew out from within. This person had a masculine appearance and was about 40 years old. He wore a dark golden robe and his mottled long hair was bound by a golden crown. His entire person was domineering.
"I am Xiong Ba of the World Association!"
Xiong Ba introduced himself with a disdainful look in his eyes. His temperament alone was superior to Yao Yue's.
"I heard that Soliciting Moon Palace Master said that we are trash. I would like to ask you for advice.”
Although Xiong Ba said this with a smile, his eyes were filled with coldness. As an expert who dominated an area, he was not afraid of anyone, even if the other party was the famous Transforming Flower Palace.
Yao Yue's expression did not change. She stood up and was about to agree to a fight, but Lian Xing sat up straight nervously.
However, at this moment, three figures flew over from afar.
"Wudang Cloud Ladder!"
"Flying sword from beyond the heavens, Flying Rainbow!"
"White as snow!"
The surrounding crowd cried out in alarm. The origins of the three figures in front of them were extraordinary.
The person who was using the Cloud Ladder to hurry on was naturally a Wudang disciple. Upon closer inspection, this person was refined. He did not look like he was frightened by the wind, but he was calm and refreshing. Under his thin and weak body, there was an unparalleled strength.
"Wudang disciples, Zhang Cuishan greets you all.”
Zhang Cuishan's voice was loud and full of energy, which did not match his size.
As for the other two, they were both rivals and close friends. The one who wielded the Flying Immortal Flying Sword was the White Cloud City Lord, Ye Gucheng.
His face was very white, a kind of white jade that was sparkling and moist. His eyes were as bright as the morning stars. It was not too much to describe him as a celestial being from beyond the heavens.
The other person stood upright and was dressed in white. He was the owner of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuixue.
His cultivation was similar to Ye Gucheng's and both of them were swordsmen. Naturally, they would not miss the battle between Old Huang and Wang Xian.
The sudden appearance of the three of them made the fight between Yao Yue and Xiong Ba vanish into thin air.
No one could guarantee that the other three would not take the opportunity to attack and severely injure the other party.
The reputation of the Shifting Flower Palace and the World Association was not pleasant to hear.
The few experts looked at each other and the scene became much quieter.
At this moment, someone suddenly felt a peach blossom fall. He looked up and saw an expert standing on a flying sword floating in the air.
"Peach Blossom Sword God, Deng Tai 'a!"
The busybody directly said the name of this person. Deng Tai 'a did not feel offended. He stood steadily on the sword and looked at the wilderness not far away.
Everyone was curious. Could it be that the yellow formation map had already arrived?
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On the galloping road outside Beiliang City, Old Yellow was leading a horse and carrying a sword case on his back.
He was hugging the Cheng Ying Sword that he had obtained from Chen Mu.?
He looked back at Bei Liang with a confident smile on his face.
"Prince, this farewell may be successful or ominous!”
"If you win, I, Old Huang, will personally teach you martial arts!”
"If you die, use my life as a visiting card to invite the prince into the martial world!”
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