Above the small building, Li Shu leaned on the railing and looked, looking at the distance in the sky, his thoughts were flying

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Every time he thinks of his husband and son, Li Shu's heart is like a knife, for his husband and that son, Li Shu owes too much, and wants to make amends, but there is no chance, the Iron and Blood Mansion is like a huge cage, imprisoning her, so that she can't escape from here.

With a light sigh, Li Shu withdrew his gaze and said silently in his heart: "I hope to give me a satisfactory explanation when I come back, I really can't wait any longer." ”

Waiting is the most torturous. Li Shu has been waiting for nearly eight years, she can no longer remain silent, she has to be responsible for the persistence of the year, and she has to make up for her son and husband.

As soon as the fingers moved, a trace of internal force was like a flame, jumping on the fingertips, the eyebrows moved slightly, and the internal force was like a sharp arrow, flying out quickly, and a chirping voice was suddenly silent.

The Sword Leader Conference is an annual event of the Sword Sect.

Early in the morning, when the morning light was faint, from the town at the foot of the Sword Sect Mountain, the people who came to watch the battle began to move.

The big bronze bell hanging in front of the Jianmen Mountain Gate was struck, and it rang eighteen times in a row, and the aftermath was endless.

On the top of the Sword Shrine Peak, the martial arts arena opened.

The disciples of the Sword Sect who participated in this sword leading conference rushed in and entered the special rest ground, which was specially prepared for the contestants, whether it was the disciples of the Sword Sect or the spectators, they were not qualified to enter.

On the left and right sides of the rest ground, there are rows of stone ladder seats, at this moment, the stone ladder seats on the right side are full of black pressure people, these are all disciples of the Sword Sect, on the seats, there are many unfamiliar faces that have never been seen, the Sword Sect has fifteen peaks, and there are disciples living on each peak, plus many disciples are used to cultivating alone, there is nothing important, it is difficult to see, on the stone ladder seats, all kinds of voices are endless, and the most discussed is of course who can win from this big competition this time, who has the highest odds and so on。

Li Qifeng observed the contestants this time with great interest, the competition of the sword competition has always been fierce, after all, there are only ten qualifications to enter the sword shrine, as long as there is a chance, no one is willing to give up.

Carefully feeling the breath coming from the surroundings, Li Qifeng's face showed a wry smile, this competition was wonderful, all around him were disciples of the acquired realm, and there was a suppressed aura that was already the great consummation of the acquired realm.

"Why are you afraid?"

Baili Chong appeared in front of Li Qifeng, with a hint of a smile on his face.

Li Qifeng shook his head.

Standing beside Baili Chong was Gongsun Bo, who was smiling at the moment, and the folding fan in his hand was shaking.

"Li Qifeng, as far as I know, among the contestants of this Sword Leader Competition, only your cultivation is the weakest, do you think you have a chance to enter the Sword Shrine?"

Gongsun Bo said softly.

Li Qifeng glanced at Gongsun Bo, his expression was very calm, and he said: "There is no absolute possibility of everything. ”

Gongsun Bo's expression became playful.

Baili Chong took a slight step forward and blocked in front of Gongsun Bo, "Li Qifeng, we want to make a deal with you, I don't know how"

Li Qifeng looked at Baili Chong, showed a hint of a smile, and raised the sword in his hand, "This is the sword that was traded?"

Baili Chong nodded.

Gongsun Bo was still smiling and watching quietly.

"What benefits can you give me?" Li Qifeng thought for a moment and said loudly.

Baili Chong pondered for a moment and said, "We can guarantee that you can win the qualification to enter the Sword Shrine." ”

Li Qifeng looked happy, "This condition really makes me very excited, but I still have to refuse, if I hand over my sword in exchange for the qualification to enter the sword shrine, I'm afraid I won't gain anything if I go in, besides, the sword is still comfortable for my own use, hand over my sword, I'm afraid I won't be able to find such a handy sword again." “

Baili Chong's expression was a little stiff.

The smile on Gongsun Bo's face retracted, became serious, looked at Li Qifeng, and said loudly: "Do you really think that with your ability, you can obtain the qualification to enter the Sword Shrine this time?"

Li Qifeng smiled slightly, ready to answer.

"How is it impossible?"

A resolute voice rang out.

Li Qifeng looked back and saw that Lin Yu was standing behind him, looking very serious.

"Boy, what are you?"

Gongsun Bo opened the folding fan in his hand, his face changed, and he said loudly.

Lin Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Gongsun Bo, "I used to look down on Li Qifeng and always thought that he was a waste, but I lost in his hands twice, and more importantly, he taught me that humility, failure is impermanent, everything is possible, and arrogance will eventually pay a price." ”

The answer that was neither humble nor arrogant made Gongsun Bo's expression a little ugly.

Baili Chong's face also became a little ugly, and Lin Yu's sudden appearance made his heart sink suddenly, and his firm thoughts became shaken.

"Qi Feng, you have to think clearly, there are countless opportunities in the sword shrine, if you are willing to hand over the sword passed on to you by Elder Shentu, then I guarantee that you will win this competition, and you will definitely win the qualification to enter the sword shrine, otherwise you will be the public enemy of the entire Xuan Alliance, I am afraid that entering the sword shrine will always be hopeless, you have to think about it carefully"

Baili Chong said in a calm tone.

Li Qifeng squinted slightly, he also clearly captured the changes in the title, and he was also very clear about the threatening words behind the words.

"I repeat the sword that Elder Shentu passed on to me, it is impossible for me to hand it over, unless I die, it is impossible!"

Li Qifeng's tone was very heavy and resolute.

Baili Chong's eyes showed a hint of viciousness.

Gongsun Bo's expression was calm, he slowly shook the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Li Qifeng with deep eyes.

"Let's go!"

After a stalemate for a moment, Gongsun Bo said softly.

Baili Chong glanced at Li Qifeng with a little meaning, and turned to leave.

Lin Yu's expression showed a sound of disdain, and he looked at Baili Chong and said: "Be careful, Baili Chong is a poisonous snake that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and if you accidentally catch his way, you better be careful." ”

Li Qifeng nodded, "Thank you." ”

Lin Yu's face showed a hint of embarrassment, "It should be that I thank you, when I was defeated by you, my mentality was seriously problematic, and I have not been able to get out of the shadow of failure, if you hadn't woken me up, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to participate." ”

Li Qifeng smiled.

Suddenly, among the disciples of the Sword Sect, there was a commotion.

Looking at it, many strangers dressed in different costumes entered the stone staircase seat on the left side under the leadership of the Sword Sect's law enforcement disciples, and at the front was a man dressed in cloth, his footsteps were very slow, followed by three men and one woman in the same costume.

"The one at the forefront is actually the Iron Blood King!"

Lin Yu on the side let out an exclamation.

Li Qifeng's body trembled slightly, he was too impressed by the man in the cloth clothes, it turned out that yesterday evening, the person who spent a lot of money to release the sign at Grandpa Zhang was the Iron Blood King.

"You see, behind the Iron Blood King, the three who followed, wearing white robes, embroidered with gold silk swords on their chests, they were the disciples of the Jixia Xueguan, and if they could follow the Iron Blood King, they must be the absolute powerhouses among the younger generation of the Jixia Xueguan. Lin Yu continued.

Li Qifeng nodded, "The one wearing a black robe with a black and white yin-yang fish logo embroidered on his chest must be a disciple of the Taoist Sect."

Lin Yu glanced at it and said loudly: That is indeed a disciple of the Dao Sect, and now the Dao Sect is getting stronger and stronger, you look at the way they walk, looking at me is uncomfortable, it seems like they are in their territory. ”

Li Qifeng couldn't help but be happy.

The sword technique of the Sword Sect shocked the world, every time the Sword Leader Conference opened, both the empire and the sect went to the Sword Sect to learn, and even on weekdays, those unruly and powerful warriors who did not bend their waists for wealth and nobility also went to the Sword Sect to watch the battle, and from the battle of the disciples of the Sword Sect, they learned martial arts moves, and looked for a chance for their own martial arts to seek a breakthrough.

However, according to Lin Yu's words, how could this Dao Sect disciple feel like he was here to provoke.

Lin Yu continued to look around, suddenly his neck shrank, and he spit out a dirty word in his mouth, and said angrily: "Those guys from Tianxuanzong are also here, they are all guys with their nostrils facing the sky, last year, the disciples of Tianxuanzong came to watch the battle, and when they left, they made a lot of nonsense, the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, but I didn't expect it to come again this year." ”

Regarding Lin Yu's resentment, Li Qifeng deeply agreed.

For last year's incident, he also heard about it, the disciples of Tianxuanzong are also good at swordsmanship, and they have long been eyeing the first position of the sword sect's swordsmanship, and the ridicule at that time was issued, and many disciples of the sword sect asked to fight against the disciples of Tianxuanzong, if it were not for the pressure of the sect master, I am afraid that there would be a bloody conflict.

The power of the Sword Sect must not be desecrated.

Suddenly, Li Qifeng's eyes were attracted by the crowd wearing black suits and carrying big knives, there were a total of ten people carrying big knives, with dark skin, resolute expressions, and fierce killing intent exuding from their bodies.

"The disciples of the Badao Sect are actually here!"

Li Qifeng couldn't help affirming in his heart, all the disciples of the Badaomen practice swords, no matter when, no matter where, they will never leave the sword, and with such a fierce killing intent, I am afraid that only the mental method of the Badaomen can be cultivated!

The disciples of the Sword Sect gradually calmed down, and the stone staircase seats on both sides of the rest ground were full of black pressed people, all of whom were waiting for the start of the competition.

A high-pitched sword roar shook the void.

A figure came in the air.

Deng Yiming, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, appeared in mid-air, the powerful sword qi crisscrossed the four directions, the void shook endlessly, the sword qi under his feet was like a dragon, and the sound of the sword roar was like rolling spring thunder, shocking the sky.

"Welcome to my Sword Sect to watch the battle. ”

Deng Yiming spit out a sentence lightly.

"The Sword Collar Conference begins now. ”

Another sentence was spit out softly.

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi pierced the sky.

The quaint, vicissitudes of the bell rang in all corners of the Sword Sect.