Too Reckless

"Meet the ancestors!"

As the rays of light between the twin peaks lit up, the monks outside the sword platform were all restless, countless disciples from Luojian Mountain bowed their heads, Bao Xiangyang and others showed some respect.

With the appearance of the figure, a tyrannical aura covering the entire sect was pressed on the heads of everyone present, and all the wind and rain noises disappeared without a trace.

The face of Xiaoshan Patriarch looked like a middle-aged man. He was dressed in commoner clothes, with a saber hanging from his waist. He had no extra accessories. His eyes were like those of a falcon above the sky. pressure.

This oppressive force comes from the tyrannical spirit. It can't be seen or touched, but it is an extravagant hope for ordinary people to stand firm, just like when Zuo Lingquan first met Shangguan Patriarch in Xihuang Valley.

However, Zuo Lingquan has been watched too much by the condescending ancestor of Shangguan, and he has no feeling of this chilling coercion. He even looked at each other calmly, and his expression is estimated to be the most relaxed except for the old Taoist Lotus Crown. .

Xiaoshan Patriarch was suspended on the Coiling Dragon Wall and looked at the young man in white robe below, but did not speak for the first time.

To be able to sit in a sect and serve as the ancestor, he has already figured out the rules of the mountain, and people who do not have self-knowledge will not be able to take this step.

Just now, the ancestor of Xiaoshan saw Zuo Lingquan's sword, but he couldn't recognize which 'Jianyi' it was. Heavy.

Under this circumstance, the power of the 'Jian Yi' displayed is still so arrogant that it exceeds the average of the peak sword cultivators of Youhuang, indicating that this child not only knows Jian Yi, but even touches some peak sword cultivators. thing.

The ancestors of Xiaoshan have been able to get to the present, and the talent is definitely the most top-notch, but the 'Jian Yi' who realized the ancestors still worked hard to face the thousands of miles of dangerous peaks behind the mountain. The direction is uncertain.

The kid below, who can explore this step, Xiaoshan Patriarch is 100% sure that he is the direct descendant of a certain kendo giant, and most of the people who can teach this kind of apprentice can't beat him.

If this kid is killed on the spot, the other's teacher will kill him, and Luojianshan will be removed; if he doesn't kill him, if this kid comes over a hundred years later, Luojianshan may still be removed, because the other party has this talent.

For the sake of a stupid sect's waste, to die to this point, in terms of sect's interests, it is a **** ghost that is hard to persuade with good words.

Therefore, Xiaoshan Patriarch did not speak in anger, but faced everyone:

"This deity just heard the disciples talk about the reason for today's incident. Luojian Mountain has adhered to the right path for thousands of years, and many Taoist friends have seen what he has done, but no matter how big a sect is, it is inevitable that there will be a few scumbags, Juejianya, Taoist The ancestral court is not immune, making mistakes is not terrible, but you can correct them if you know them. Han Song!"

Under the dragon wall, Han Song hurriedly knelt on his knees and cupped his hands:

"There is no way for a disciple to teach a child, so they shouldn't have selfish intentions. This is to clear the door on your own, and go to Hanzhi Peak to face the wall and think about it."

When everyone present heard this, they nodded slightly, feeling that the head of the family was still sensible.

"Killing the loyal guards in order to survive, this is the act of evil demons, and death is not a pity. The shield is the same crime, even if it is the deity's direct descendant, it will not be partial."

After saying this, Xiaoshan Patriarch changed his words:

"But things are one code at a time. There is a scum in the sect, and it is natural to clean up the door by yourself, but others are not qualified to point fingers."

Xiaoshan Patriarch looked at the white-robed swordsman below:

"Especially, Your Excellency, relying on your cultivation, hides your clumsiness in the market, does not reveal your identity, and makes the younger generation misjudgment to kill, so it makes sense to kill for an excuse?"

Zuo Lingquan is very calm: "When drawing a sword to someone, I have always been conceited about life and death. I don't know this, because the sect didn't teach it well, no wonder others didn't let it go. Besides, if I didn't have this cultivation, I would just have a stubborn temper. , should I just die in Duobaotan, and the women around me are bullied?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded slightly. No matter how **** the sect was, they all knew that if they couldn't figure out the details, don't provoke them. If this is a low moral behavior, wouldn't the white-robed Sword Immortal explain it?

"Luojianshan is indeed helpless, and has cleared the door. Luojianshan will not defend it."

Xiaoshan Patriarch's voice was a little deep: "But as a senior from Gaojing, the junior has already reported to the family, and if you haven't made a big mistake, shouldn't you be a little more disciplined and give the junior a chance to reform? Wouldn't it be too much to kill someone without saying a word?"

This time, many monks looked at each other in dismay, and their opinions were divided.

The Taoism displayed by the white-robed Sword Immortal must be close to the Jade Rank Immortal Venerable. Which sect this Taoism is placed in is the core teacher.

If according to the concept of 'teaching people to be kind', the teacher should be kind to the younger generation, and even if he does not know the younger generation from another family, he should be disciplined, or he should beat the other master and kill the younger generation. The air is exhausted, and I also lower my identity.

But this is just a matter of knowing the sects. They don't know each other. A scumbag came to ask for trouble, and even drew his sword to kill and offended several times. Isn't it right to be beaten to death?

Generally speaking, it is natural for the white-robed sword immortal to do it, but it also means that the old bullies the young and the big bully the young.

However, if Zuo Lingquan is really a centenarian elder, he does have the meaning of bullying the small, but Han Chupeng is a bit older than his father!

Han Chupeng is a junior, can't he be a baby?

Outside the Sword Stage, Tang Jingxuan, Xie Qiutao, and even Zhao Wuxie on the other side all had very strange eyes.

Zuo Lingquan did not explain the problem, but said:

"Then what do you want?"

In the face of the ancestors of the immortal family, it is very offensive behavior not to call "Xianchang, Xianzun".

But everyone present is used to it. It is really strange that this white-robed sword immortal can use the honorary title.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan was a little displeased, but he didn't get angry, he just said:

"Your request for this trip is as it should be, and the door has been cleared. But it is true that you ignore Luojianshan and kill the younger generation. The deity does not care about the younger generation, but you should at least pay a salute to Jianmen, you said. Yes or no?"

To put it bluntly, it is to admit and apologize to each other, and today this matter is over.

This solution seems to all the monks to be no problem, but they still look at the white-robed swordsman, and feel that this iron sword fairy will not bow to Luojian Mountain.

Facts are not.

Zuo Lingquan was absolutely right. He deserved to be half a point to Luojianshan. He didn't kill Song Qianji just now, and he even kept his hands. What apology did he have?

"What if I can't?"

"Oh……"

Even though it had been expected, this remark still caused a commotion.

Bao Xiangyang put his hands on his back and shook his head:

"The ancestors have come out, at least give people a step, this sword fairy is really... really domineering, but it has to be beat..."

Others think the same way.

Xiaoshan Patriarch actually expected that this young man would not be resigned, and nodded slightly:

"I admit I'm right, I won't press you to apologize to Luojianshan, but it's true that Luojianshan was offended. The swordsman speaks with a sword, and the matter is caused by Han Song's nephew. Your Excellency and Han Song have a fight, and you win. , Luojianshan no longer asks half a word, if you lose, how about you apologize for this?"

The onlookers all nodded, thinking that this method was good.

Fighting is the most common way for sword sects to resolve conflicts. Betting against each other is not ashamed if you are willing to bet and lose.

Several high-level figures even understood why Xiaoshan Patriarch let Han Song go up instead of the sword-wielding elder who was specially responsible for fighting.

What Xiaoshan's ancestor wanted was the steps, the other party didn't admit his mistake, Luojianshan just let it go, he couldn't save face, and they fought each other, no matter if they won or lost, the matter could be settled.

The sword-wielding elder goes up, his realm is higher than that of Zuo Lingquan, relying on the domineering of 'Jian Yi', he can kill with one blow without incident; Zuo Lingquan also carries 'Jian Yi', and he has a high probability of replacing it with a head-to-head attack. By the loose weeping. The result can only be one pair of dead, or one death and one serious injury, which is a red eye, and there is no winner at all.

Even if Patriarch Xiaoshan could pull the two of them apart, he couldn't guarantee that nothing would go wrong. Any damage to the foundation of either party would cause endless troubles.

And Han Song is the elder of Dan Qi, and the ancestor of Xiaoshan is watching over, and he is not worried about hitting Zuo Lingquan; even if Han Song is defeated and accidentally injured by Zuo Lingquan, it will not affect Han Song's handling of sect affairs. .

Zuo Lingquan had no objection to this proposal, and retreated to the other side of the sword platform:

"After World War I, the matter was written off."

"Okay."

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later.

Han Song, who was wearing a brocade robe, had a slightly gloomy expression and walked slowly to the sword platform.

Han Chupeng was cleared of the door, even if he took the blame, how could Han Song, the uncle, not have the slightest anger?

However, those who can reach this stage have long been pessimistic about life and death. If a son is gone, he can be reborn, not to mention a nephew. Living in his 70s is considered a happy death. Everything depends on the sect and his own prospects.

In the early stage of Han Songyou's cultivation, he did not lack self-confidence after learning the exact realm of the other party from his ancestors.

But the deterrent power of 'Jian Yi' is too great, and he is invincible at the same level.

But fortunately, Han Song knew the way of Jian Yi——

So this battle, Han Song has no fear.

Han Song stood still on the sword platform. Although he was a Jade-rank Immortal Venerable, he still didn't show off his posture. He stretched out his right hand, and a azure light condensed in his palm, gradually turning into a crystal-clear sword, pointing diagonally to the ground.

Pulling out the sword of life in advance shows its solemnity.

On the opposite side of the sword platform, Zuo Lingquan, who was wearing a white robe, still didn't react much. He just put his hand on the hilt of the Xuanming Sword and made a 'drawing sword' sword stand.

When the people in the audience saw this scene, they were a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to speak.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan above, saw the realm of Zuo Lingquan, and said:

"Facing Han Song, you still don't draw your sword. Your Excellency is too much."

This 'sword' naturally refers to the sword of life.

The difference between the natal sword and the saber is that the saber is a foreign object, and the natal sword is a part of the body. The differences in manipulation, perception, feedback, etc. are like touching things with fingers and touching things with wooden sticks.

People can use wooden sticks to perfection, but there is always a gap compared to fingers, and it takes more effort. This gap is the difference between life and death for swordsmen.

Han Song has the superior realm, and the sword of life is the best magic weapon. The opponent does not even draw the sword of life, which is really arrogant.

But the 'right wife' is too tight, and Zuo Lingquan can't tell outsiders about the matter that he is not allowed to pull it out.

Moreover, Zuo Lingquan had no idea of ​​moving the sword of life, he held the hilt of the sword and said plainly:

"unnecessary."

"Huh..."

Many monks made some noises, but they were used to Zuo Lingquan's extremely mocking tone. Now they just want to see if this white-robed sword immortal's "Sword One" can beat Han Song.

Seeing that the battle was about to start, Bao Xiangyang in the veranda shook his head and said:

"This battle is very hanging."

Yahe and his wife are not swordsmen, but they have seen a lot of peak sword immortals. Yahe said:

"If you don't take out the sword of life, even if you take the sword of immortality, at the speed of just now, the odds of winning against Han Song are less than 30%."

"Yeah, the talents and talents are amazing, but from the perspective of the weather, there is a gap between the realm and the realm, and it is difficult for 'Jian Yi' to suppress Han Song..."

...

Other people's thoughts are similar. The old Taoist in Shiting commented more directly:

"If you don't take out the sword of life, you will lose this battle. If you take out the sword, it is also a situation of three or seven.

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he took a step forward!

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Outside Shuxi Peak, ten thousand people stood silently, staring at two tiny figures a hundred feet away.

Sen Leng's sword intent climbed steadily, spreading out from the sword platform, gradually making the low-level cultivator feel stuffy in his chest, and instinctively retreated.

Han Song pointed at the ground diagonally with the sword blade in his hand, and then turned into raising the sword of life. His left hand pointed the sword blade, and his feet were ready to go. It was already the most perfect posture to defend against the enemy. White robe swordsman.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes showed seriousness for the first time in so many days, and he was so serious that he didn't have any distractions, and he also stared at Han Song.

The purpose of unfolding Sword Intent before taking out the sword is to interfere with the opponent's mind to find flaws.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't control the power of the soul. Knowing that he moved, the other party could respond in advance, so he had to deter the other party with the sword killing intent to distract the other party, so as to find the opportunity to use the sword.

But Han Song is still a jade rank no matter what. He was born in the sword sect. It can be said that he grew up in the ring since he was a child. For this kind of game, it has long been commonplace.

As the name suggests, Han Song's body is as motionless as a pine tree, and even his breath is even to the extreme. His tyrannical spirit even interferes with Zuo Lingquan in the opposite direction.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't control the power of the soul, but the strength of the soul was not weak.

If the confrontation continued for a long time, Zuo Lingquan lost without using a sword.

Knowing that he couldn't hold the other party down, Zuo Lingquan's thoughts moved, and the Xuanming sword around his waist had already left the scabbard.

Sa——

Almost no one can see how Zuo Lingquan draws his sword, Han Song too.

But Han Song relied on the power of the soul to lock Zuo Lingquan's body up and down, and the moment the wave of the soul spread to his arm, he had already shot.

When the outsiders went to the sword platform, Han Song took the lead, turned into a blue phantom, and went directly to the center of the sword platform.

At this time, the swordsman in the white robe turned into a dazzling sword light just like the last time, rushing towards the opponent.

Although most cultivators couldn't see the difference, the tall people on the mountain could see it clearly.

Swordsmen fight, one step is the difference between life and death.

The Xiaoshan ancestor who was hanging in the air, saw this scene and showed a bit of contempt in his eyes, knowing that Zuo Lingquan would lose.

Han Song rushed out preemptively, and already knew the timing and direction of Zuo Lingquan's sword - the sword was pointing at his right chest. If you rush out a few steps in advance, the opponent will be able to make a move. If this can't be prevented, it will be hell.

As for whether the other party will feint a shot, Han Song is not worried at all, because the other party can't hide the fluctuation of the soul, and everything will show signs in advance, and he is not afraid of unexpected situations.

In an instant.

The white-robed swordsman pushed the simple and simple sword, turning it into a dazzling sword beam, attacking Han Song, the sword qi was like a black dragon, and it was pointing to Han Song's heart.

However, Han Song's body moved sideways ahead of time, and the sharp blade in his hand was on the side of Zuo Lingquan's sword.

The sword stance is so fierce and fast that it is impossible to turn at all. Even if it can be forced to deviate a little, it will open a blood trough in Han Song's chest at most, which will not be fatal at all.

It can be said that before the two start, the outcome is already doomed, even if it is a difference of one level, the suppressing power of the jade rank on the half-step jade rank is so strong that people can't think of any backhand opportunities.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan even began to analyze the situation - Han Song did not directly attack the killer, and the white-robed swordsman couldn't kill Han Song, so he didn't need to pull...

Even Han Song's mind flashed a little distraction, thinking about how to smear the other party later to relieve his anger.

But as soon as Han Song's distracting thoughts arose, he immediately turned into shock.

Because of the unexpected, it still happened!

And it makes people want to break their heads, never expecting such an accident.

When Han Song was concentrating, he suddenly found that after the other party found that the stab could not be stabbed, there was another violent fluctuation of spirit in his body.

This kind of fluctuation is very strange, as if the soul was torn apart in an instant, and another arm was forcibly pulled out from the arm.

Humans only have two arms, and if they tear their souls to pieces, they are also two. If the third one appears, it is a monster, and the body can't do it.

But Han Song clearly felt that there were two right arms, holding two swords and stabbing at him, and the other was still pointing at his chest!

Han Song confirmed that Zuo Lingquan only had one right arm and one sword, so he couldn't infer how the opponent could use the sword, and even beware of the sword on Zuo Lingquan's waist.

And soon, the next move of the abnormal soul fluctuation came.

The white-robed swordsman was already close, and the ancient and simple sword stabbed with a sharp edge capable of piercing all things in the world, but was hit by Han Song's sword on the side and deflected outwards.

Han Song brushed past the Xuanming Sword that condensed the vast sword energy, avoiding the "Sword One" style, but when it was pushed halfway, something incomprehensible appeared.

Han Song is connected with the sword, first of all, he felt that the tip of the sword was empty, and the simple and simple sword that stabbed seemed to disappear out of thin air.

However, the Xuanming Sword, which was wrapped in a tyrannical sword energy, still stabbed forward in the field of vision, and the sword energy did not dissipate, because this sword was originally real.

When Han Song was at a loss, he found that the arm of the swordsman in white in front of him had a vague feeling, and another fierce swordsmanship appeared out of thin air.

The fuck? !

Han Song's whole body is numb. He has seen too many people on the mountain in his cultivation life, but he has never seen this scene before.

Han Song knew that the opponent had made two swords, but with the naked eye, the two sword shadows could hardly be distinguished. When he pushed the first sword away, the second sword had already reached his chest; The sharp touch will definitely be mistaken for the fork of the first sword.

The Xiaoshan ancestor in the sky was full of astonishment. He could see all the details, but he still couldn't believe it.

'Jian Yi' is all about doing his best, and if he has spare strength, he can't be Jian Yi. If he can't improve his own 'Jian Yi' killing power, he can only start from other aspects. The easiest one to think of is naturally 'One sword is not enough, then another sword'.

Xiaoshan Patriarch had also tried it, and after finding that the interval could not be shortened to the limit, he gave up this path. He never thought that there are really fools in the world who would do this, and they can really practice it!

Although it is still possible to distinguish between two swords, it is meaningless to distinguish between the first sword and the second sword. skill.

Killing with a single sword is the core of 'Jian Yi'. Even if you know all the details and all the routes, the upper limit of your body is still doomed to be impossible for you to avoid. This is the essence of 'Jian Yi', and this sword is obviously better than the same The 'Jian Yi', whose sword breaks all laws, is stronger!

The astonishment in the eyes of Xiaoshan's ancestors was undisguised. He never expected that today, on such an occasion, he would be able to see the most splendid brilliance of this kind of kendo from the hands of an unknown young junior.

Although in a state of hostility, as a swordsman, Xiaoshan Patriarch still felt a sense of honor in his heart.

Because only the swordsmen at the top of the mountain understand the difficulty of this sword.

Not to mention enlightenment, even if you see it, you can say that you have no regrets in this life!

The only pity is that the only person present who can understand the style of this sword is Xiaoshan Patriarch.

The old Taoist in the stone pavilion does not practice kendo, so there is surprise and doubt in his eyes.

And the rest of the living beings are just a foil under this sword light! Valley

In the eyes of countless onlookers, the scene was no different from playing against Song Qianji.

First, Han Song's sword light flashed, and then the white-robed swordsman turned into a sword light and passed through the Baizhang Sword Platform.

call out--

The sound of the sword sounded like a dragon in the sea, but this time there was more noise than last time, and it was not as clear.

When everyone saw the figures on the stage again, the scene was the same.

The white-robed swordsman stood in front of the Panlong Wall and looked up at the Xiaoshan Patriarch above. The simple and simple sword in his hand was slowly put into the scabbard, and there was no smoke or dust all over his body.

Kh~~~ Khh-

The long sword is sheathed.

Like Song Qianji, Han Song stood in the center of the podium with a sword hole in his chest.

Han Song's face was not even horrified and shocked, but full of dazed eyes. He looked down at the sword hole in his chest, as if wondering how the sword hole appeared.

! !

Everyone's eyes were dull, and they might have guessed that Han Song would lose, but they didn't guess that Han Song's way of losing was no different from Song Qianji. It was an instant kill.

In their impression, 'Jian Yi' shouldn't be overbearing to this point, it's against common sense.

Beyond the thousands of mountains and rivers, there is a white pool with sword qi rushing into the sky.

The white-haired old man held a fishing rod and put his eyes on the pool water below. His eyes were calm but focused.

Behind the old man, four men in different costumes were standing or sitting, talking to each other:

"What a fast sword!"

"Who is this son? Never heard of it before."

"Old Ancestor, what do you think of this child?"

The fishing old man didn't have much expression, just commented casually:

"Before entering the mortal world, you have entered the holy world, but you are close to the demons in your posture. It's still acceptable."

"Is this still acceptable?! How many of us..."

"You are trash."

"Forehead……"

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anyway.

Outside the Sword Gate of Shuxi Peak, there was a long silence before a roar broke out. There were mistakes and exclamations. The noisy words resounded through Luojian Mountain, which sounded like locusts passing through.

I don't know if Han Song's heart was injured or not, but Jian Xin must have been injured.

Because Zhao Wuxie didn't see the details clearly, he felt the same as the first time, but there was no difference, he just continued to feel sad.

And those who have nothing to do with the swordsman, the only reaction is amazement.

The female Xiu Yahe had nothing to say, she just whispered:

"This sword fairy is too... Xiang Gong, why don't you go and say hello? There are a few single girls in Yuefu. Although they are high up, their appearance is unknown in Huajunzhou. Concubine, people should not refuse."

Bo Yezi shook his head: "Such an ancient swordsman genius must be indifferent and love swords like crazy, how can he be interested in beautiful women, don't go up and make fun of yourself."

Bao Xiangyang originally wanted to say that this sword immortal had two girls beside him, but he was not from Qianqiu Yuefu, so he asked Qianqiu Yuefu to hook this sword immortal away with a beauty trick, and turned back to hit him with the Eight-Armed Mysterious Gate. Like the ex-suicide apology, so just said:

"I don't even dare to think about the future of this kind of arrogance. It is so strong that the future ten immortals must have his place. I don't know which ancestor has such good luck and picked up such a big bargain..."

...

As today's background board, everyone in Luojian Mountain was speechless.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan fell from the sky at some point and stood on the steps in front of the Panlong Wall.

The way of practice is like this. If you have the corresponding strength, you have the qualification to speak equally. The seniority is not given by the ancestors, but by yourself.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan was much stronger than Zuo Lingquan, but he saw the potential of the other party, and his eyes changed from looking at the junior to a fellow Taoist who was only a little lower than him. This was not appreciation or respect, but it should have been.

"Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is worthy of the four words 'to reach the pinnacle'. Today's matter is over, and I will never mention it again in the future. In addition, Xiaoyou is famous in my Luojian Mountain, and it is not a stranger. If there is a chance in the future, feel free to do so at any time. You can visit Luojian Mountain as a guest."

Xiaoshan Patriarch spoke in a loud voice, suppressing the crowd of noise.

The ten thousand scattered cultivators who watched the shocking drama all nodded with a smile. The ending of this turmoil is already a perfect ending.

Speaking on the sword platform, the white-robed sword immortal said that he won, accomplished his goal, and gained reputation and face.

Luojianshan neatly conceded defeat, and the damned person died. Although he suffered a little loss, such a big sword immortal made a name for himself at the door of his house. Even if he was a background board, it would be an honor. Maybe he will blow it like this in the future—— Zuo Jianxian is famous in my Luojian Mountain, and the sword sect in the world is like a cloud. Don't you think about why Zuo Jianxian chose me at Luojian Mountain?

As for reckoning after the autumn, as long as Luojianshan has no problems with his mind, it is impossible for a waste who has corrupted the sect to settle accounts with the future kendo hero for no reason.

Anyway, that's the end of it.

In the eyes of everyone, the white-robed swordsman, no matter how stubborn he is, should stop and leave gracefully.

but……

On the sword platform, Zuo Lingquan's expression became more modest. After entering Luojian Mountain, he bowed his hands for the first time and said:

"This matter is indeed closed, but I have another matter that needs to be discussed."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place went silent.

The smiling ancestor Xiaoshan's face turned black;

Bao Xiangyang in the distance directly spread out his hand:

"What is this? When Yuan Xiaoshan, the ancestor of Xiaoshan, is he really an ape who can only call on the mountain?"

?

These words were heard by Xiaoshan Patriarch!

The ancestor of Xiaoshan just glanced at the veranda, Bao Xiangyang just groaned, and quickly bowed his hands:

"Junior offended, senior forgive me."

The ancestor of Xiaoshan turned his eyes back, still the color of the cloud and the wind, and said warmly:

"What do you want to say, little friend? If you have old grudges, you should mention them just now."

Zuo Lingquan said in a plain voice that everyone could hear:

"I was born in Dongzhou. A few days ago, I heard that Luojianshan declared to the public that 'Dongzhou swordsmanship is all sideways'..."

"Oh? Oh! Oh!!..."

Before he could finish speaking, the onlookers froze like thunder.

The few monks who came from Dongzhou went mad. After being shocked for a while, they started beating their chests and screaming. Although the description was inappropriate, they were happy like a baboon!

Zuo Lingquan's words were interrupted, and he continued:

"I'm interested in kendo, and when I heard this, I couldn't bear it, so I came over to ask Luojianshan for the sword..."

"...?"

The whole city was silent again, looking at the gentle and elegant white-robed sword immortal in shock.

Ask the sword?

You ask how many!

Song Qianji and Han Song were both carried down, and the ancestors were standing on the ground. You still ask about the sword?

Who are you going to ask?

The ancestors of Xiaoshan were stunned.

Angry is not to be angry, after all, the words are released by his apprentice, and it is natural for people to ask the sword politely.

But according to the rules, Wen Jian has to play three games!

Han Song was already lying down, and the talents of Luojian Mountain were withered. Only the four elders who could play were left, plus one head, and three others were crippled. In the next few years, the ancestor of Xiaoshan might have to show himself up and go to fight with him. The juniors talked about business and contacted Zongmen for friendship.

But as a sword sect, people come to the door to discuss and ask about swords, but no one can be found to fight.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan stood with his hands behind his back, and it was really difficult to answer for a while.

Zuo Lingquan is not aggressive, but Luojianshan ridicules the monks of Yizhou, and increases his reputation, he should know that there will be a dilemma one day.

It is said that Dongzhou swordsmanship is a sideshow, and even he is scolded together, then he needs to use the most honest and bright way to let Luojianshan understand what is meant by 'the sky is high and the earth is thick'.

If you think you lose, you just admit that 'Dongzhou Swordsmanship is not a sideshow', then you accept it?

"pick up!"

"Send someone to come to the stage, and ask the sword from the left and right. Is it possible that Luojianshan doesn't like it?"

"Yeah yeah……"

...

The few monks who came from Yuyaozhou were like crazy, not afraid of being beaten to death.

The ancestor of Xiaoshan knew that today’s hurdle could not be overcome, and there was no good way to do it, he could only say:

"My apprentice doesn't know how high the sky is, and there is something wrong with his words. It is natural for the little friend to ask about the sword. The little friend has already played two games, and there is no need to prove his strength. In this third game, the winner will be determined in one round. Who does the little friend want to fight against? Ask the sword?"

When I came to the door to ask about the sword, the first two games were over the door gods, and the last game I saw the real Buddha, usually the elders holding the sword and the master Qingkui played.

The meaning of Xiaoshan Patriarch's words is to let Zuo Lingquan pick an elder at random to vent his anger, and the matter is over; if he really chooses an elder with a sword, it is Zuo Lingquan himself who is looking for stimulation, no wonder Luojianshan deliberately arranges someone to hold strong. Bullying.

Everyone knows that the last scene is a play, Luojianshan has already been cowardly, and there is nothing to watch, but I still want to watch the terrifying scene of the white-robed sword immortal killing him with a single sword, and my eyes are all focused on the eyes of the white-robed sword immortal. .

But the eyes of the white-robed sword fairy are very... very terrifying!

Look left, look right, and then fall in the middle...

Bao Xiangyang's eyes widened, he couldn't help raising his hand and said:

"Eh? Eh? Eh?! Jianxian, you...my mother..."

Hit the forehead!

The rest of the people reacted similarly, the old Taoist all flicked the lotus crown, and looked like "today is a long experience".

Under the eyes of the public, the young sword immortal in white clothes like snow swept across the Panlong wall, and then landed on the old ancestor of Xiaoshan in commoner clothes.

The left hand of the white-robed sword immortal moved from the quaint long sword to another green sheathed long sword. The voice was calm, but it never made people so terrified:

"I have a sword, and I have never shown it to anyone after I practiced it. I don't know how powerful it is. Senior Xiaoshan is here today, so it's just right for you to be old-fashioned. If there is any inadequacy, please advise."

"..."

The whole place was silent.

The ancestors of Xiaoshan are all numb!

The Patriarch of Xiaoshan stood with his hands behind his back, and the state of mind of the Patriarch on the top of the mountain could not suppress the desire to speak, and the desire to speak.

Do you still have a sword?

Two swords have been made. The second sword will be able to look down on the top of the mountain and startle the old man's jaw. What is the third sword?

Are you ready to smash the Tao of Longevity?

And let the old man slap his eyes? I think you want to slash the old man's **** with a sword and let the old man open his eyes!

And what's up with this sword?

The one just now looked like an immortal weapon, could this one be the Heavenly Official Divine Sword?

So what is your life sword? Excalibur Sun?

Xiaoshan Patriarch was full of complaints for a moment, but he felt that it was not impossible.

This child's background is mysterious and terrifying. I don't know how many messes are hidden in the crotch. I really can't tell if I really take out the Divine Sword Sun.

As for the sword?

The old ancestor of Xiaoshan didn't say that his realm was too high, and he would be ashamed if he made a move.

If it's even weirder than the sword just now, if you accidentally hit it, it may hurt his golden body.

Luojianshan's talents were all withered, and he was supported by the ancestors of Xiaoshan. He was injured, and the wolves outside could smell it, and it was impossible to do such a battle of will.

But if you don't pick it up, you can't say, "Are you worthy?"

With this kid's violent temper, he will definitely beat up all the elders, and then come to him again.

Xiaoshan Patriarch struggled for a long time and could only smile bitterly:

"Little friendly and courageous. However, the practice is about seniority. If you don't want to reveal your teacher's inheritance, the old man can only blame you for treating you as a junior. It's okay to give pointers, and you can avoid it."

Zuo Lingquan held the cyan sword and turned to look at the sword-wielding elder behind him:

"This sword has been practiced and has never been shown to anyone, so I don't know its killing power. Elder Song can teach me the best, but I can't fully control it. If I miss it and hurt my life, I hope Senior Xiaoshan will not blame it."

"..."

Look how polite this is, it's definitely not a threat.

The audience looked strange, looking at the people in Luojian Mountain.

The sword-wielding elder Song Chang wept, facing the second sword, he was shocked to heaven and man, and he has not recovered until now. He even took the third sword of the hammer. He had no fighting spirit in his heart, and his face was even uglier than the ancestors of Xiaoshan.

How could Patriarch Xiaoshan let the apprentice carrying the beam run to test the opponent's sword speed? Seeing that Zuo Lingquan chose the sect pillar to name him, after a little silence, he still compromised:

"The purpose of discussing swords is to ask each other for advice. Seeing blood will hurt peace. Since the chances of winning a long cry are not big, there is no need to fight for nothing. This time, I will admit defeat at Luojianshan. Yizhou kendo dare not make a rash conclusion, but Your swordsmanship is indeed superior to Luojianshan."

After saying this, the ancestor of Xiaoshan has nothing to be unwilling. Jianzong speaks with a sword, and the swordsmanship displayed by the other side, the second sword has the ability to overwhelm the whole family of Jianshan. No, this is not superior to what is it?

Hearing Luojian Mountain's surrender without a fight, the monks in Yuyaozhou turned into happy baboons, "Ow~" yelling.

The Hua Junzhou cultivator did not feel unwilling, because this sword fairy was too terrifying, they were convinced, but they were a little regretful that they did not see the style of the 'third sword'.

Zuo Lingquan has achieved his goal~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Naturally, he will not say more, his hand is released from his wife, and he presses the hilt of the Xuanming sword:

"Admit, farewell."

When the words fell, he turned and walked outside the sword platform.

"Jianxian walk slowly!"

"Respectfully send Sword Immortal..."

The monks at the foot of Shuxi Peak were respectful and eager, and they opened a road to the left and right, and they were sent off together, until the white-robed sword immortal walked to the edge of the crowd and rose in the wind, passed through the guardian formation, and disappeared into the sky. autumn rain.

Xiaoshan Patriarch stood in front of the Panlong Wall with his hands behind his back. He never showed any anger. He just turned back with a sigh and glanced at a few unsatisfactory apprentices.

Even if you don't want to admit it, Luojianshan has really fallen behind, and it doesn't belong to the same era as today's kendo.

It is still second-rate now, and when he dies, Luojianshan will inevitably become third-rate or fourth-rate.

Others reacted differently, and they watched for a long time before gradually dispersing.

Bao Xiangyang only met this sword immortal for three days, and he didn't say a word, and he was convinced by this demeanor. The Yahe couple, who were too embarrassed to go up to recruit a husband, left together.

Among all the people, there was only one young woman with a flower hairpin on her head, standing in the group of monks, her face was different from everyone else - she was very annoyed with her small waist, and she was still thinking in her mouth, if anyone could hear, what she said was :

"What is this? The deity is secretly setting up a formation, and taking medicine pills to prepare magical treasures, just waiting to appear on the stage to go shopping, Luo Jianshan is cowardly, didn't I do it for so long? He doesn't even know that I have done so much. …”

"Self-motivated."

"Hey? I... This deity is happy!"

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