Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

The past week in a blink of an eye.

In the main courtyard of Chaoyangfeng, Yang Buji on the bed is like a gossamer.

Lin Kun knelt aside, looking sad, with his head down.

"The madness formula is harmful and unprofitable, and once it spreads out, let the evil forces know that it will bring disaster to Huashan, let it enter the soil with me.

"I have another thing, Qianshan, come here."

Yang Buji had run out of oil, and he raised his hand laboriously, beckoning to the distraught Yue Qianshan.

Yue Qianshan hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother, you said, any of your last wishes, Qianshan will go through fire and water, and it will be fulfilled."

He tilted his ear to Yang Buji's mouth.

After a long time, Yue Qianshan was full of horror, and he looked up at Yang Buji in disbelief, "Brother, what are you saying is true?"

"Since ancient times, blessings and misfortunes have depended on each other. This is Huashan's opportunity, and it may also be the cause of Huashan's destruction. Before there is absolute strength, this secret will only be a disaster, so you have to judge the situation and make judgments.

"If you don't bet to win, I think...you should bury a secret. As a secret of the head, pass it on. Don't be greedy."

Yang Buji exhausted the last trace of strength, raised his hand, and fell suddenly. He had already closed his eyes and passed away.

"Brother Yang!" Yue Qianshan cried bitterly, no longer entangled in the secret that Yang Buji revealed to him before he died, it was a treasure that was enough to make a sensation in the Southern Territory and make everyone crazy!

…

On this day, Huashan's sorrows were bleak, and the whole faction was clothed with hemp and filial piety.

Yang Buji died.

Only the four generations of disciples knew about Yang Buji's character, and Huashan deliberately promoted Yang Buji's life and achievements, so that his disciples would remember.

Suddenly, Yang Buji became a hero who was praised by all four generations of disciples.

After the funeral had passed for a while, another piece of good news came out that Lin Kun was promoted to middle rank.

You must know that he only broke through to the lower grade of the earth four months ago.

This speed of breakthrough caused all the disciples to be in an uproar, and they became more and more urgency, and for a while they also worshipped Lin Kun to a higher level.

Lin Kun's status, no one can shake, the future leader is firmly established.

"Sign in to the Tomb of Heroes."

"Congratulations to the host, for getting the'Six-Medical Sword'!"

Qian Jianfeng, Ye Qing came to Hero Tomb again to sign in after many days. Since the first time, he signed in for more than ten days, and gained very little. Ordinary swordsmanship and medicine can make most warriors ecstatic. He has become accustomed to it.

Except for the first-class magical techniques of Nine-Yang Magical Art and Nine-Yin Scripture, the rest did not help him much.

But this time, it really surprised him.

Six Vein Excalibur!

Some people may think this is fingering, but in fact it is swordsmanship! It is an invisible qi sword that uses the power of the fingers to transform it into sword qi. One yang finger is matched with the sword technique, using the internal force of the six veins, and one person uses the six sword techniques at the same time. The sword technique is its essence. The higher the internal force, the more powerful powerful.

Ye Qing's internal strength is self-evident, the Nine Suns Divine Art is strong and strong, and the six-channel divine sword he uses is naturally extraordinary, which does not count the blessings of devil energy and sword intent.

In addition, Ye Qing, who has a wide range of kendo knowledge and unparalleled, also opened his eyes and expanded his cognition and application of sword qi.

Once he has mastered the Six-Medition Divine Sword, he will be able to reach the ultimate level with the sword qi, and reach the extreme of the heavenly rank!

…

The night is quiet, and the moon is high.

Mountain bamboo forest behind Chaoyang Peak.

Yue Ling'er sat on the boulder with his knees, his head resting on his knees, and the pink and pink female disciple's dress, exquisite and tight-fitting, outlined the graceful figure of a woman.

She looked sad, and she wanted to cry.

From the age of fifteen, the whole faction has been saying that she and that person are a match made in heaven, a golden girl and a beautiful girl.

She always laughed it off, thinking that these people liked to make fun of it.

But over the years, she also felt that Lin Kun would belong to her, and she anticipated her life in the future, but it seemed that she would love to play tricks in reality. She anticipated that her life would deviate a few months ago.

I don't know where a daughter of Langya Pavilion appeared, and easily snatched the big brother. During this time, I came to Huashan from time to time to talk to Lin Kun.

It made Yue Ling'er feel more uncomfortable, so that during this period of time, he was suffering from gains and losses.

"I turned my heart to the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch." The old voice suddenly came from behind.

Yue Ling'er was taken aback. He looked back and saw a rickety figure standing under the shadow of the bamboo forest.

He stepped slowly, exposed in the moonlight.

An old man with a sloppy hair and chicken skin, with his hands under his hands, is quite the demeanor of a master.

Yue Ling'er asked himself that he had been in Huashan for so long and knew everyone on Chaoyang Peak, but he had never seen this old man.

"Grandpa, which mountain do you belong to?" Yue Ling'er frowned unhappily. The idiot knew the meaning of the verse just now, when would it be an outsider's turn to tease about his own affairs?

She looked at the old man.

"Old man...no name."

This old man was really dressed up by Ye Qing Yi Rong.

"Nameless? Who are you fooling... dare to know where this is?"

Yue Ling'er stood up sharply, holding the hilt with his right hand, "If you don't tell the truth, I will treat you as a spy who sneaked into Huashan.

"Yo? Little girl, it's not that I look down on you." Ye Qing raised his index finger and teased: "But you are really too weak, I can deal with it with one finger. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Yue Linger's eyebrows were raised, and she was angrily laughed. Although her qualifications are not as good as Lin Kun, her talent and strength are also ranked high in Huashan. Otherwise, the relationship between her parents would not allow her to become a true disciple.

"Bad old man, don't be ashamed! Then don't blame me for being impolite."

Yue Ling'er's aura was released, and he had the strength of a mysterious rank.

He drew his sword out, and the tip of the sword pierced Ye Qing's chest straight.

In the moonlight, the sword body shimmered faintly.

Baiyun comes out of Xiu!

Ye Qing withdrew half a step, and weirdly dodged the tip of the sword.

Yue Ling'er was startled, but quickly transformed his sword moves, and Cang Song welcomed the guests!

Since then, the offensive was like a gust of wind and rain, and Huashan's swordsmanship did not work, so it was replaced with a gust of wind fast sword, Ning's sword, and even the three green peaks of Taiyue who had learned something fiercely.

In her opinion, the fragile old man, but like a leaf in the wind, fluttering freely, with her sword wind swaying, she always almost hit him.

After using what he had learned all his life, Yue Ling'er panted and tried his best to use the ultimate move again.

Zheng!

Ye Qing's index finger flicked at the weak part of Yue Ling'er's sword, a sword weapon that could be called a good sword, and let out a mournful wailing, three inches near the tip of the sword, cracking apart.

With vigorous strength trembling, Yue Linger's mouth was numb at the same time, and he could no longer hold the broken sword.

"The sword is not good, the swordsmanship is worse." Ye Qing commented in a condescending tone.

Yue Ling'er was frightened and furious. This Qingyun sword was a treasure treasured by her mother Ning Yuqiu. It had blown hair and broken hair, so it was shattered by a single finger?

"..." Yue Linger tried his best to calm his emotions, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at the exit of the bamboo forest, and said slowly: "What is the purpose of the predecessor's sneaking into Huashan? It shouldn't be nasty enough to bully the weak, just to bully me, a weak woman, right?"

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