Chapter 331 The storm is coming
Chapter 331 The storm is coming
On a hill with peach blossoms in full bloom on Xiayin Island.
On the top of the mountain there is an octagonal pavilion with open and ventilated sides called Guanchao Pavilion.
The pavilion has a wide view and is filled with sea breeze, making it an excellent location for viewing the scenery.
At this moment, the Guanchao Pavilion was bustling with activity and conversation.
Lu Bei was soon punished for his outrageous remarks.
Many disciples and elders from Xiayin Island toasted their glasses with him enthusiastically.
They stood up one by one, not giving him a chance to rest, as if they were trying to test his alcohol tolerance.
Shangguan Yurou just watched with a gentle smile and did not stop him, because she had seen Lu Bei's drinking capacity and knew that he usually would not get drunk.
Many disciples were also happy to drink with him. One reason was that his father was famous as the Free and Easy Sword Immortal, and it was under his leadership that the Xiayin Sect was founded. This made many disciples who had never met him feel regretful and admired him.
Secondly, he himself has a lot of reputation and has made a name for himself in the land east of Dongsheng Shenzhou, which also makes many people admire and appreciate him.
So, unable to refuse the kind invitation, Lu Bei soon became slightly tipsy with flushed cheeks.
But Lu Bei was also inspired by the enthusiasm of the crowd and had great ambitions.
He arrogantly threw away the wine cup and replaced it with a large bowl, saying boldly, "Come on, drink!"
As a result, the fight in the bar among a group of disciples became more intense.
Lu Bei fought against the heroes alone, like a cow drinking, and was not at a disadvantage at all.
Seeing him so happy, Xiao He's initial worried look gradually faded away, and he sat quietly by the side, with curved eyebrows and a serene smile.
Yu Baoer also learned to drink like his master. He picked up a small wine glass and kept looking for Li Xiangling, Bai Zhi, Shangguan Yurou and others to drink and get close to them.
Miss Baizhi always looked at Miss Xiao He's beautiful profile intentionally or unintentionally, with curious eyes, wondering why Jiang Nan was not there and why she was with Lu Bei instead.
Yu Baoer is Lu Bei's apprentice, so it is normal for her to follow him.
Finally, she couldn't help but pick up her wine glass and greeted Xiao He, "Hello, Miss Xiao He, I'm Bai Zhi."
Xiao He looked at her and smiled kindly, then raised his wine glass and said, "Hello, Sister Baizhi, my name is He Yuechan."
Baizhi is 22 years old, so Xiao He calls her sister.
Bai Zhi nodded slightly and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking it, she frowned slightly again, as if she felt that the name He Yuechan was somewhat familiar.
But she didn't think much about it.
As Lu Bei drank, he began to throw away the bowl and held up a wine jar and said domineeringly, "Senior Brother Xiao, do you dare to drink with me?"
Xiao Qingfeng smiled faintly, threw away the big bowl in his hand, picked up the wine jar with one hand, and drank it without saying a word, boldly and generously.
"it is good!"
A group of people applauded.
There was a peaceful and joyful scene in the Tide Watching Pavilion.
at this time.
The previously gentle, wet and salty sea breeze suddenly became rapid.
The howling wind, the surging waves, and the noisy and rapid sounds undoubtedly broke the peaceful and joyful atmosphere in the attic.
Everyone involuntarily stopped drinking and talking, frowning and looking at the sea in the distance.
At the end of the sea, a black light spot was approaching rapidly.
There was a constant strong wind blowing towards the Tide Viewing Pavilion.
The waves crashed on the shore.
The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.
The strong wind made the air in the Tide-Watching Pavilion stagnant, making it difficult to breathe smoothly.
Everyone's faces turned heavy, some were filled with indignation, and some were filled with righteous indignation.
Lu Bei chuckled, put down the wine jar and sat down.
Liu Bufan coughed lightly and slowly put down his wine glass.
"Snapped."
The crisp sound of wine glasses hitting the table seemed to break the stagnant air in an instant.
It keeps the surrounding mountain wind away and allows the air inside the pavilion to flow smoothly.
Liu Bufan said calmly, "Come on, keep drinking."
"Okay, let's do it."
Everyone returned to the lively scene, not caring at all about the blackness at the end of the sea level that was approaching rapidly.
Just then, a sharp shout came from a distance. It was a woman's voice with a shrill voice.
"You are so good, Liu Bufan, you really have such a leisurely and elegant temperament!"
"You've severely injured dozens of our disciples, and you feel so at ease with that?"
The voice spread throughout the world, containing an angry questioning tone.
Everyone in the Tide Viewing Pavilion seemed to be used to it. No one paid any attention to her and continued drinking.
"Hoohoo!"
Suddenly, there was a strong wind between heaven and earth, accompanied by heavy rain.
In an instant, endless heavy rain poured down from the sky.
All the raindrops were small and sharp like swords. If they fell to the ground, they would undoubtedly hurt people and destroy the Tide Viewing Pavilion.
Just like that, a rain of swords covered the sky and flew obliquely towards the top of the Tide Viewing Pavilion.
Liu Bufan drank alone without moving.
Chen Qingdai looked calm.
Lu Bei tapped the table out of boredom, ready to throw out the sacred sword Tensou and let the dog (Yamata no Orochi) bite people.
But I couldn't wait for him to make a move.
Just as the rain of swords was about to fall.
Shangguan Yurou, who had always had a gentle smile on her face, snorted softly, then threw out a handful of golden talisman paper.
In an instant, countless golden rune umbrellas opened in the air.
All the golden umbrellas were connected together to cover the sky, and not a single drop of sword rain could break through the defense and fall over the Tide-Watching Pavilion.
"Liu Bufan, you must give an explanation today!"
Another young man's cold voice sounded.
Suddenly, a huge hand covering the sky could be seen falling from the sky above the transparent golden rune umbrella formation.
Before the huge hand covering the sky fell, the golden rune umbrella formation was about to collapse and was about to break.
Liu Bufan showed impatience and slammed his wine glass down, "Shut up!"
He raised his sword with disgust in his eyes.
A moment.
The broad heavy sword behind him was instantly unsheathed.
"Keng!"
A loud and deep sword sound echoed in all directions.
A huge, heavy and broad sword light cut through the giant hand that covered the sky, and also cut through the heaven and earth.
The world returned to clarity, and there was no longer any trace of sword rain.
At this moment, another wave of black light spots approached rapidly from the sea in the southwest.
A beautiful woman in purple quickly flew into the sky and shouted towards Xiayin Island.
"Liu Bufan, why did you send people to attack my Yuchan Island disciples?"
Liu Bufan frowned slightly, looking puzzled.
"Why is there another one?"
Shangguan Yurou, Xiao Qingfeng and others were also confused.
Only Lu Bei looked slightly embarrassed, knowing what was going on.
The beautiful woman from Yuchan Island came with a fierce look, but she didn't say a word when she saw Liu Bufan.
She had a fierce look on her face, and she held a magic green jade staff in her hand and swung it violently.
Suddenly.
Sea levels are rising dramatically.
There are thousands of feet of blue waves rising.
The beautiful woman from Yuchan Island directly stirred up an endless tsunami, trying to directly submerge the Xiayin Sect.
The boundless tsunami rolled in, huge and powerful.
Liu Bufan had an ugly look in his eyes and was about to attack again.
suddenly.
Suddenly, a beam of ice-blue light fell from the sky above the rolling endless tsunami, accurately hitting the powerful and boundless tsunami.
In an instant.
The entire tsunami suddenly froze, as if it had turned into a thousand-foot ice wall, standing majestically above the sea.
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