In the back mountain of the Tianshan Sect, there is a huge stone, the stone is very huge, it looks bigger than an ordinary house, and there is a cedar growing on the stone, and two people are sitting under the cedar.

One of them, wearing a long white dress and holding a short sword, was none other than Ning Rong'er.

The other also changed into the snow-white robe of the Tianshan faction, with a slender body, a face like a knife, and the appearance of a jade tree in the wind, more like an ancient hero, this person is Xuanyuan Po, who came to the Tianshan faction from Kyoto to study.

At this time, Xuanyuan was broken, his breathing was restrained, and his blood and qi faintly erupted from his body.

With the help of several elders of the Tianshan Sect, Xuanyuan Po had successfully stepped into the Broken Mirror.

I have to say that Xuanyuan Po's martial arts talent is really extremely high.

Perhaps he is the youngest realm breaking powerhouse among Yan Xia's younger generation.

"Brother Xuanyuan, in two months, the heavy snow will close the mountain, and then we will have to stay in the Tianshan Sect. ”

Ning Rong'er leaned on Xuanyuan Po's shoulder and looked at the scenery under the snow-capped mountain, with a happy face.

One is a martial arts genius in Kyoto, and the other is a heroine of the Tianshan faction, and the two of them are also a good match, and they are completely a pair of people.

Especially through this period of time in the Tianshan Mountains, their relationship has become better, and they are inseparable every day, which has attracted the envy of many disciples of the Tianshan Sect.

"Hey, I don't know what happened to Grandpa. ”

Xuanyuan Po looked at the golden eagle soaring above the sky and sighed.

"Otherwise, I'll accompany you down the mountain and go back to Kyoto to see grandpa and his old man!"

Ning Rong'er glanced at her lover.

"Forget it, now my cultivation is improving at the most critical time, so don't go down the mountain!"

Xuanyuan Po shook his head, although he missed his grandfather very much, but now he had a sense of oppression in his heart.

That time, Liu Fanchen left a deep impression on him, because that man was so strong that he was not even his opponent even the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Pivot.

Xuanyuan Po kept telling himself in his heart that he must improve his strength.

Only in this way can we protect grandpa and protect the Xuanyuan family.

He had already made up his mind that as long as he was successful in martial arts, he would definitely go to Liu Yu and settle all the accounts that should be settled, so that he would know that the Xuanyuan family was not easy to mess with.

"But is it really good to leave grandpa alone at the bottom of the mountain?"

Although Ning Rong'er is simply ignorant of the world, she can see through Xuanyuan's broken mind.

She knew that the reason why Xuanyuan Po worked so hard was to dissolve the layer of demonic obstacles in his heart and kill Liu Yu.

But Xuanyuan Lu worked too hard during this time, almost day and night, which made her very distressed, and more worried.

Because the martial arts are all the way, the emphasis is on gradual progress, and no master can be achieved overnight.

That's why she said this, wanting Xuanyuan Po to go down the mountain with her to rest and rest.

This year, we will stay on the Tianshan Mountain for a winter, and when the snow melts next winter, we will go down the mountain together to visit Grandpa and his old man, sometimes separated, just to get together better, and when we go down the mountain, we must let Grandpa hold a grand wedding for us!"

Xuanyuan Po whispered in Ning Rong'er's ear.

As soon as she heard about the wedding, Ning Rong'er's face turned red all of a sudden.

For a young girl, the most beautiful love words are these two words.

Ning Rong'er's blushing face was very attractive, looking like a ripe apple, delicate and beautiful.

Although Xuanyuan Po is not a veteran of the love scene, he is not a fool either, and he really likes the girl in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, hugged Ning Rong'er's body, and gently pulled her to his side.

At this time, Ning Rong'er only felt her heart pounding, as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she subconsciously closed her eyes and pouted slightly.

Xuanyuan Po also slowly approached the small mouth.

Just as the two of them were about to stick together, in the palace, there was a sudden reminder of an alarm bell, which was very urgent, as if something important had happened.

Hearing the sound of the alarm bell, the two people separated as if they were electrocuted, and then one bounced and rushed towards the main hall quickly.

At this time, there were already many people standing in front of the Tianshan Palace, and the two sides were facing each other.

In the direction of the main hall, the leader was naturally Ning Baitou, the head of the Tianshan faction, and behind him, there was also a group of disciples of the Tianshan faction, these people were dressed in white and robes, and they looked personable, but everyone had a solemn face, holding the long sword in their hands rigidly.

Standing opposite them was a group of black-clothed deacons of the crowd sect, led by an old man wearing a golden robe, with crane hair and a childish face, the old man was holding a golden sun scepter, it was the True Yang Yan Jun, the head of the Ten Great Yan Monarchs, and behind him were the two Great Yan Jun, Old Man Huang and Lihuo Yan Jun.

"You guys came to my Tianshan Sword Sect with great momentum, I don't know what you have to do?"

Although Ning Baitou's words were light, his expression was not relaxed, because he could feel that the two people standing behind the old man were first-class masters, and he was afraid that he would not get any advantage if he faced them.

"I'm the True Yang Yan Jun of the All Living Sect, and I have only one purpose for visiting the Tianshan Sect with my men today, and that is to hope that the Tianshan Sect can submit to the rule of my All Living Sect!"

Although True Yang Yan Jun's voice was not loud, it revealed majesty, giving people a sense of arrogance and irresistibility.

"Who is this old man? It's like 2580,000, don't you think about it before you speak? Let's let the Tianshan faction surrender to their bullshit sentient beings, it's just a pipe dream!"

"That is, what are they all teaching?"

"I think this group of guys should have run out of a psychiatric hospital, otherwise how could they be so ashamed!"

Ning Baitou hadn't spoken yet, but the disciples of the Tianshan Sect were not happy.

The Tianshan sect has been passed down for thousands of years in the yin and yang rivers and lakes, when did it surrender to other sects?

This kind of behemoth naturally has their heritage, so every disciple is proud, and it is simply impossible for them to submit to the Sect of All Beings.

"Noise!"

Zhenyang Yan Jun frowned, and slammed the scepter in his hand to the ground, and in an instant, the ground paved with bluestone was poked out of a big pit by him, and the clanging sound of the gold and stone colliding seemed to resound in everyone's hearts, and the disciples of the Tianshan Sect who were talking about it also quieted down.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, old man, our Tianshan faction has not surrendered to the conventions of the major sects since ancient times, Ning Mou is not talented, he must not be able to break the rules here!"

What Ning Baitou said was neither humble nor arrogant.

Although he was trying his best to hide his emotions, he couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, the old man in front of him was too powerful, just the hand just now, he asked himself that he couldn't do it.

"Master Ning, I hope you think twice and don't mistake yourself!"

At this time, True Yang Yan Jun's voice became very cold, as if if Ning Baitou did not agree to his request, he would use his hands to destroy the Tianshan Sword Sect.

"Old man, your request is too unreasonable, Ning Baitou will not obey his orders even if he dies!"

Ning Baitou bowed to Zhenyang Yan Jun very politely, and then moved one palm to the sword behind him, as if he was about to make a move.

"Hehe, I've heard of the prestige of the Tianshan Sect for a long time, and today I'm going to learn the peerless swordsmanship of Master Ning!"

After listening to Ning Baitou's words, the beautiful young woman standing behind Zhenyang Yan Jun said with a smile, and then swayed her steps, and walked in front of Ning Baitou with a twist of her buttocks.

It is surrounded by snow-capped mountains, which is very cool, but the beautiful young woman is still wearing a fiery red cheongsam, which is extremely coquettish, and looks like a beating flame.

"Then please!"

Saying that, Ning Baitou slowly pulled out the sword behind him, his sword was very special, the cold light was shining, very thin, and it was almost impossible to tell where the sword was and where was the hilt.

Just as the beautiful young woman wanted to make a move, suddenly a figure fell steadily in front of Ning Baitou.

That person was Xuanyuan Po, who had just arrived.