Southern Sword Sect.

In the sky above the martial arts training ground, the space suddenly fluctuated violently, and then, the wind was old, and several people swept out of the space.

Falling to the ground, a figure greeted him, it was Shi Nanjian.

Veteran Feng handed over Zhang Xuan to him, and the latter said, "Thank you, Uncle Shi!"

Feng Lao turned around and said, "No need to be like this, after he wakes up, let him come to the Sword Tower to find me!"

With his hand behind him, Feng Lao disappeared directly into the field.

Immediately, Shi Nanjian turned around and brought Zhang Xuan in.

Wu Zong.

In a large hall, there were several people, four of whom were Su Tingxuan and the three old men, all four of whom had unsightly faces and were obviously injured. And there was an old man next to him, his face was a little pale, it was one of the two people who went to intercept Zhang Xuan first, only one came back, it seems that the other has ......

In front of them, above the hall sat a middle-aged man in a white shirt.

His appearance is dignified, with a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, and two curved eyebrows like paint. This person was none other than Wu Aotian, the Sect Master of the Martial Sect.

Wu Aotian sighed, "This time it was my miscalculation, I didn't expect that the one from the Southern Sword Sect was not dead!"

Su Tingxuan looked at him, "Senior brother, what you said is ......"

Wu Aotian said: "Sword Qingfeng! A hundred years ago, the era when he and Jian Wuyan were the most glorious era of his Southern Sword Sect. A hundred years later, I didn't expect him to be alive, but there shouldn't be much time!"

As he spoke, he looked at Su Tingxuan, "This time, you guys are careless!"

Hearing this, Su Tingxuan and the three old men were silent, this time they were indeed careless, they were too conceited!

Ghost Sect.

On the main hall, the sect leader of the Ghost Sect, Lu Tianming, sat above, wearing a black shirt, his black hair floating without wind, his eyes were extremely cold, and his bones and muscles were strong, like shaking the ground and coming to the seat. is like a demon lord in the sky, he is really a god of Tai Sui in the world.

Below is Na Xiaoshan and an old man, this old man is also one of the two people who went to intercept and kill Zhang Xuan before, and only one of them came back.

And the old man's face was not very good-looking.

At this time, the old man saluted slightly: "Sect Master, this time we underestimated Na Lin Jian, and the four of us besieged him, and two ...... fell."

Lu Tianming said suddenly: "I don't blame you this time! I underestimated him in the Southern Sword Sect! You don't have to come clearly, the one from the Southern Sword Sect has already come out of the mountain." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Shan, "Always pay attention to the actions of the Southern Sword Sect! ”

As soon as the words fell, his figure had disappeared from the field, Xiao Shan was silent for a while, and then turned to leave.

Southern Sword Sect.

In one room, Zhang Xuan was lying on a bed, his face extremely pale.

At this time, Shi Nanjian was injecting Xuan Power into him to heal his injuries!

Bian Qing stood aside and watched quietly, with deep worry on his face.

Half a month later.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes slightly and got up slowly, at this moment he felt that he had recovered a lot, he looked around, and was a little puzzled.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Bian Qing came over with a bowl of medicinal soup, "Brother Zhang Xuan, you're awake!"

Zhang Xuan nodded, "Qing'er, where is this?"

Bian Qing handed him the medicinal soup, "Brother Zhang Xuan, this is the Southern Sword Sect, you haven't fully recovered yet, let's drink this medicine first!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan nodded, "Well!

Immediately, he took the bowl, looked at it, and drank it slowly.

After drinking, Zhang Xuan put down the bowl and held Bian Qing's hand, "Qing'er, thank you for always being by my side and taking care of me!"

As he spoke, he stroked Bianqing's somewhat messy hair with his right hand, and then held Bianqing's face and said, "Qing'er, these days, you've worked hard!"

Bian Qing shook his head and smiled: "No, it's not hard! It's not hard at all!"

Zhang Xuan's heart hurt, his body leaned forward, he lived in Bianqing, his eyes were slightly closed, and two lines of clear liquid flowed down!

Bian Qing was slightly shocked, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he hugged Zhang Xuan tightly.

After hugging for a long time, Zhang Xuan let go of Bianqing, then got up, and the two walked out of the house together.

As soon as they went out, a figure appeared in front of the two, it was Shi Nanjian.

Seeing it, Zhang Xuan bowed slightly, "I've seen the sect master!"

Hearing Zhang Xuan's title, Shi Nanjian did not change on the surface, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

Shi Nanjian said: "No need to be polite! Zhang Xuan, someone wants to see you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan was a little puzzled, but seemed to think of something, "Sect Master, but Feng Lao?" ”

Shi Nanjian was slightly startled, "Exactly!"

He didn't know how Zhang Xuan knew, but he didn't want to ask more.

Immediately, Zhang Xuan and Bian Qing followed Shi Nanjian to the Sword Tower.

Shi Nanjian said: "Go quickly!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. Zhang Xuan glanced at it, smiled, and then entered the sword tower with Bian Qing, and he came to the original cultivation room again.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Xuan saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of the stone table.

This person is none other than Feng Lao.

Feng Lao looked at Zhang Xuan, "Boy, you're finally here!"

The two walked over, bowed slightly, and Zhang Xuan said, "Old Feng, I've kept you waiting!"

"Do it!"

Hearing what Feng Lao said, Zhang Xuan and Bian Qing immediately sat down, Zhang Xuan sighed: "Feng Lao, I didn't expect that the last time we said goodbye, we met today two years later." ”

Feng Lao smiled: "The world is impermanent!"

Sighing, he suddenly said, "Zhang Xuan, do you know what I came to you for?" ”

"Old Feng has something to do, just give orders!Zhang Xuanding is duty-bound!" Zhang Xuanzheng said.

Elder Feng paused and said, "Now, the Southern Sword Sect has fallen in this generation. The glory of the past has passed, and the Southern Sword Sect is not as good as the generation, and only me, an old immortal, is still there, but my time is running out!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan was silent and waited for the following.

Then, Feng Lao said: "The times are developing, but the situation of my Southern Sword Sect is like this, how can the thousand-year-old foundation of my Southern Sword Sect be destroyed in the hands of my generation, so I have no face to meet my ancestor! Although Nanjian also has some older generations, it still needs the younger generation to become stronger. ”

As he spoke, Elder Feng looked at Zhang Xuan, "Zhang Xuan, I intend to train you as the current sect master, are you willing!"

Zhang Xuan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Old Feng, Zhang Xuan's qualifications are mediocre and his strength is weak, how can he take on such a heavy responsibility." ”

Feng Lao said: "Don't panic about this matter, my Southern Sword Sect will devote all its resources to cultivate you, and my two disciples will also help you." Don't be presumptuous!"

Zhang Xuan said: "Why did Feng Lao choose me?"

Feng Lao smiled: "Because you are a person who values love, has a pure heart, and you are a genius, your achievements will definitely surpass us in the future, and the old man will never be wrong when he looks at people!"

Seeing that Feng Lao had made up his mind, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to agree, "Since Feng Lao is old, Zhang Xuan will not disgrace his life!"

Suddenly, Feng Lao looked at Bian Qing and said, "Little girl, who is in your family?" ”

Bian Qing was slightly stunned and said, "Only leaving the old!"

Hearing this, Feng Lao smiled, "Girl, if you see him in the future, take the old man to say hello to him!"

Bian Qing was surprised: "Seniors know the old? ”

Feng Lao smiled, didn't answer, and looked at Zhang Xuan, "Boy, this girl is good, treat others well!"

Zhang Xuan nodded, and suddenly, with a wave of the old wind's hand, Bian Qing disappeared directly and retreated outside the cultivation room.

Zhang Xuan looked at Feng Lao suspiciously, and the latter said: "In the next period of time, you don't have to go out, the old man has little time, I'll help you again!"

The next moment, Feng Lao pointed at Zhang Xuan.

Airplanes!

A sword roar resounded, and countless wisps of sword intent poured out, pouring into Zhang Xuan's body, and at the same time, Zhang Xuan's sword intent also poured out, directly enveloping Feng Lao's sword intent.

In an instant, the cultivation room was filled with two strands of sword intent, and Zhang Xuan's sword intent was actually devouring the sword intent of the old man!

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