A few years ago, I don't know if I borrowed Zhao An's light, Li Ruyun and Lin Qiang actually fell in love with each other.

was supposed to be a good man and a talented woman, a pair of beautiful people, but he didn't think that the two parties didn't know until they agreed to marry, it turned out that Li Ruyun had a marriage contract with another talented man since she was a child, and this marriage contract was set for her by her master.

Thinking that Li Ruyun was still young and didn't understand love, her master didn't talk about this matter, and just wanted to let Li Ruyun stay by his side for a few years, but who knew that Li Ruyun secretly promised outside!

Li Ruyun is an orphan, raised by the second elder since childhood, and treats her master as if she were her own parents, under these two dilemmas, Li Ruyun had no choice but to separate from Lin Qiang with tears, and Lin Qiang was sad, but he turned around and left Ling Jianmen alone and returned to the family.

Ling Jianmen accepts a wide range of disciples, in addition to orphans, some wealthy people will also send their children to these sects to study, not only to let them grow their skills, but also so that one day when the family is in trouble, there can be a big backer of the sect behind them to rely on.

Although there have been many disciples who have left over the years, as soon as they heard that Ling Jianmen was suffering, many people still put down everything they were doing and came back to help, and Lin Qiang was one of them.

I don't know if it's providence to make people, or to fulfill this pair of mandarin ducks before death, in the previous battle, Li Ruyun's husband accidentally died, and it is precisely because of this that when Lin Qiang called her, Li Ruyun was able to let go of everything and boldly run behind her lover.

Seeing that everyone in Ling Jianmen was in a hurry, as if fleeing for their lives, they rushed to the last main peak of Ling Jianmen, the smug light in the eyes of the Qingyang Dao people was even worse, and the whole person was radiant, looking around at the magnificent halls and beautiful mountains, the Qingyang Dao people took a deep breath, according to the current situation, I believe that in less than half a day's effort, all this will belong to themselves.

"Master, aren't we going to chase after you?" asked a disciple of the Maddened Sword Sect, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

In the bloody slaughter in front of him, the beastly nature in the hearts of everyone present was stimulated, and it was almost red-eyed, but if the Qingyang Dao people did not give an order, none of them dared to act rashly.

Qingyang Daoist smiled coldly and said, "What's the hurry, the few roads down the mountain have long been blocked by us, behind that mountain peak is a cliff, there will be no second way to retreat, those fools from Ling Jianmen who fled there are undoubtedly digging their own graves." After they all fled to that peak, we could just catch them all, and from then on, there would be no more Ling Jianmen in the world. ”

"But master, even we can see such a simple truth, the people of Ling Jianmen definitely don't know that there is a dead end behind that mountain peak, and I am afraid that there is fraud in it. One of the disciples closest to the Qingyang Daoist spoke, with a hint of nostalgia between his eyebrows.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them also nodded, as if they were speaking in their hearts.

Hearing this, instead of showing half a bit of worry on the face of Qingyang Daoren, he laughed loudly, looking fearless.

"If it was placed in this seat before, I would still be worried, but now that this seat has the help of nobles, it is easy to destroy his small Ling Jian Sect. ”

As he spoke, Qingyang Daoist glanced back at a masked man, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The disciples followed the gaze of the Qingyang Daoist, and saw a person dressed in a gray shirt and wearing a mask, standing alone on the side, looking quite unsocial.

The man looked to be in his thirties, tall and thin, with extremely pale skin exposed to his shirt, I don't know if he was seriously injured or born like this, and the clothes and accessories on his body were also extremely ordinary, and there was nothing outstanding in appearance.

Seeing Qingyang Daoist looking at him, the masked stranger still looked cold, as if he was not interested in anything.

When the disciples saw that the strange person had such an attitude towards the Qingyang Daoist, they were all a little dissatisfied in their hearts, and their eyes were also a little chilly when they looked at him, I don't know where this person is so powerful, and he actually made the Qingyang Daoist so trusted.

The Mask Daoist naturally saw everyone's doubts and dissatisfaction with him, but he still looked cold, ignoring the attitude of those people at all, and just said to the Qingyang Daoist,

"Qingyang, don't forget the agreement with me, after I make a move, you will give me the main peak of this as a cave mansion, and I will take thirty percent of the annual income of the Crazy Sword Sect. ”

"Immortals rest assured, these Qingyang naturally know in their hearts, as long as this Ling Sword Gate arrives, they will immediately hand over the main peak for the immortals to live in. Qingyang Daoist spoke respectfully, looking extremely respectful of the masked stranger.

Coincidentally, this masked strange man was accidentally bumped into by a Qingyang Daoist, and he didn't know the name and origin of this person, but after seeing that this person could control the flying sword, he was deeply attracted by the magic spell, not to mention that under the hand, with his swordsmanship, not only could he not get close to the strange man, if it weren't for the strange man's mercy, I am afraid that he would have been killed by the flying sword a long time ago.

After contact, he knew that the other party was actually an immortal cultivator, and there was a deep sense of friendship in his heart. Therefore, he has great respect for this masked monster, no matter what the other party wants, he should be fully prepared, and finally coaxed this person to be willing to take action for him, but the price is to split a mountain peak for him as a cave for cultivation, and he has to take out a certain amount of worship every year.

Although the profit of thirty percent is not small, but now that there is such an immortal cultivator in charge, he will have greater power to expand his power in the future, so even if this masked monster never gives him a good face, he does not dare to show the slightest impatience and disgust.

Hearing this, the masked freak nodded slightly, as if he was extremely satisfied with the attitude of the Qingyang Daoist.

"This matter has dragged on for so many days, it's time to solve it together, just wait for these people to go up to the cliff of the mountain, I burned them directly in it with a fire, and it was a hundred. ”

"Then there are Lao Immortals, immortals rest assured, I Qingyang is a good talker, as soon as Ling Jianmen arrives, he will immediately enshrine the largest and best main peak, and I am willing to give another thousand taels of gold as a reward." Hearing the other party's answer so happily, Qingyang was also extremely happy, and hurriedly increased the amount of remuneration a lot.

Although the Mask Daoist is not very fond of money, but no one has a hard time with gold, since someone is willing to take the initiative to send money, he is naturally happy to get it, and nodded with satisfaction with the hospitality of the Qingyang Daoist.

In this way, the Qingyang Dao people didn't care even more, and stood aside quite leisurely, watching the Ling Jianmen disciples in front of them flee for their lives up the mountain peaks and cliffs, with a look of ease and work, and made up their minds not to let go of any of them.

After waiting for only half an hour, seeing that the people on the left and right were almost up to the peak, Qingyang Daoist raised his right hand and waved it lightly in mid-air. The next moment, as if they had received an order, all the disciples of the Madness Sword Sect shouted to kill and rushed towards the mountain peak.

Following behind everyone step by step, Qingyang Daoren's face turned red with excitement, it was not the first time he had set foot on Ling Jian Gate, every time he would be shocked by the majesty of Ling Jian Gate, and he had countless fantasies that these were his own.

Although they are both the masters of the same sect, after all, Ling Jianmen has a hundred years of inheritance, and under the accumulation of generations, the profound resources are not comparable to a rising sect of his Crazy Sword Sect at all. Even if he tried his best to decorate the façade, the sect was still not as grand as Ling Jianmen.

The mountain peaks are precipitous, and the sunset is gorgeous!

Under the light of the twilight, the peaks that illuminate the entire mountain are beautiful and magnificent!

Looking at the magnificent color of swallowing mountains and rivers in front of them, the Crazy Sword Sect and his party were shocked on the spot, and a sense of greed rose in everyone's eyes.

Seeing that the disciples of the two factions were about to fight together again, suddenly, four figures suddenly fell from the sky, and in an instant, four extremely strong sword qi slashed down together, and in mid-air, they fell fiercely in the middle of the battle between the two sides.

"Boom!"

Both sides of the battle were surprised by this shock, and they couldn't help but take a step back, leaving an open space in it.

"It's you four old things!"

The pupils of the Qingyang Dao people shrank, and the few people in front of him were not the four elders of the Ling Sword Sect, but who were they.

"Qingyang, I've always really underestimated you. A middle-aged man looked at Qingyang Daoist and slowly spoke.

This person's eyes were blazing, and when he stood casually, he rose up with a momentum that was not angry and self-righteous, and his right hand gently pulled out a sword flower, and a crisp whistle sounded out, and the long sword in his hand was already withdrawn into the scabbard.

Although facing all the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, these four people were not afraid at all, they just stood side by side, blocking the front of the disciples of this sect.

"Elder!"

When the disciples of Ling Jianmen saw these four people, their eyes were full of joy, and the morale that was originally a little decadent suddenly shook, and their eyes once again turned out to be bright.

Qingyang Daoist sneered, "Xiangxuzi, I have heard this sentence too many times in my life, but now I can hear it from the mouth of the Great Elder of Lingjianmen, I really feel extremely happy. ”

Xiang Xuozi looked at Qingyang Daoist coldly, without saying a word, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became cold for a while.

Seeing that the other party was so calm, the four of them all looked fearless, and the disciples of the Madden Sword Sect, who were originally bent on rushing to kill, were a little panicked, and their eyes revealed suspicion and vigilance, for fear that the other party would have some powerful backhand waiting for.

"Xiang Xuzi, I have always respected you, if you are willing to surrender and submit to my Crazy Sword Sect, I will take your life. What do you think?"

After pondering for a long time, Qingyang Daoist slowly spoke, with a rare bit of sincerity in his voice.

"Surrender?"

Xiang Xuzi glanced at the Qingyang Daoist expressionlessly, and said, "Since the ancestor founded the Ling Jian Sect, the disciples under the sect have never died in battle, and have not surrendered. If I lead my disciples to surrender today, what face will I have to face my ancestor after death? ”