On the main peak of the Yunhai Sect, Elder Liu, Elder Ji and the others were sitting in the main hall, their brows furrowed slightly.

"Although the Ling Sword Sect is only a small branch of us in the mortal world, it is insignificant, but after all, it has been operating and developing in the mortal world for many years, and it has never asked us for help for many years, but this time, I don't know what happened, and it actually smashed the spirit card that we passed to the previous heads and asked us for help, it is really strange to think about it. Elder Liu's expression showed a hint of puzzlement, and he continued,

"In the rebellion of the Ding Famine a hundred years ago, although the immortal world was defeated and the demons retreated to the wilderness, both sides lost their vitality. We have spent hundreds of years recuperating and recuperating our energy, but the demons have also continued to recover, and this is enough time for them to regain their vitality. If this Ling Jianmen incident is just an ordinary mortal struggle, I am afraid that this is a signal of the return of demons. ”

"Senior brother is really worried, after all, this Qingzhou is guarded by our four great immortal sects, and what blind demon dares to come and send him to death?" Elder Ji shook his head, unimpressed by Elder Liu's words.

"The evil thing must be guarded against, if not, it is the best, but if it is really guessed by me, I am afraid that the peace of this fairy world for a hundred years will be broken. Elder Liu tapped lightly on the table, a hint of worry in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, a voice sounded from outside the hall, "Disciple Zhao An asks to see." ”

Hearing this, Elder Liu and the others all consciously closed their mouths, did not say a word about the discussion just now, and looked towards the palace gate.

When Zhao An walked into the main hall, he saw several elders in the hall looking at him, and several of them still had a trace of worry on their faces.

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhao An still didn't dare to slack off in terms of etiquette, and respectfully bowed to a few elders, and said, "I don't know how many elders have called their disciples here, what do they order?"

Saying that, Zhao An stood aside with great propriety, his hands on his forehead, and the admonition of a few people quietly was extremely well done, and even Elder Liu, who had always been harsh, couldn't find any fault.

Zhao An was raised by Zhao Lan since he was a child, and he was not a polite person at all, but what he did in the sect before was really bold, if he didn't restrain at this time, I'm afraid that the first one who couldn't keep him at that time would be the sect!

"They are all their own disciples, so they don't need to be so restrained. Zhao An, how long have you been in the Yunhai Sect?" Before Elder Ji opened his mouth, he waved his right hand slightly, and suddenly a soft and irresistible force was held under Zhao An's arm, holding his body up.

"Disciple Lu Dut, it has been seven or eight years since he came to the sect. Zhao Andao.

"In this way, the time you have been coming to the sect is not short, this time the sect has a task to hand over to you, and you need to go down the mountain, which can be regarded as an experience for you. Elder Ji spoke.

"Mission?" A trace of doubt flashed on Zhao An's face, although the sect sometimes arranges some tasks for disciples to go down the mountain to complete, but most of the tasks are disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, and there is no precedent for letting a disciple from an outer sect perform a task. After thinking about it, Zhao An said, "I don't know what tasks the sect has to hand over to the disciples?"

"Coincidentally, this mission is related to your master. A few days ago, the spirit card handed over by my sect to Ling Jianmen was crushed, I think it should be that something happened to Ling Jianmen, since you are a disciple of the Falling Sword Sect, you will go down the mountain and deal with the matter. Elder Ji spoke.

Zhao An's expression changed, and he said hurriedly, "The disciple dares to ask the elders, what happened to Ling Jianmen?"

Elder Ji shook his head and said, "We just know that the jade pendant was crushed, and the others are completely unknown. Although the sect has never had a precedent for a disciple of an outer sect to go down the mountain to perform a mission, considering that you are from the Ling Sword Sect and your cultivation is also acceptable, after discussion among our elders, we still feel that it is most appropriate to give you this task. ”

"The disciple will not fail in his mission. Zhao An suppressed the anxiety in his heart and replied word by word.

Elder Ji nodded slightly, and said, "This time when you go down the mountain, everything is about safety, if there is any trouble, notify the sect immediately, don't take risks alone, deal with the affairs of your Qingyun Department as soon as possible, and go down the mountain as soon as possible." ”

"The disciples follow the teachings of the elders. ”

After returning from the main hall, Zhao An quickly finished the matter in hand, and then went to the deacon hall of the sect, took the flight talisman enough for this trip, and left the Yunhai Sect in the afternoon of the same day.

Although Zhao An did not lack the flying talisman in his hand, but this time, since it was a task arranged by the sect, Zhao An naturally refused to let go of what he should take, not to mention, in a critical moment, the flying talisman is something that can save his life, and naturally the more the better.

And because of Yin Fei's relationship, the disciples of the Deacon Hall took care of Zhao An a lot, and took out more than a dozen flying talismans in one go, and stuffed them into Zhao An's storage bag.

Although the journey from Yunhai Sect to Ling Jianmen was long, with the help of Zhao An's Wind Pursification Technique and Flying Talisman, it should have been a day's journey, but Zhao An only took half a day to arrive.

Looking at the familiar scenery not far away, Zhao An couldn't bear the eagerness to return home, and his body rushed back to the sect, but suddenly, Zhao An looked at the direction of the sect, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his body shook in place, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

At this time, halfway up the main peak of the Ling Sword Sect, the head of the Crazy Sword Sect, Qingyang Daoren, had a trace of excitement on his face, his whole breathing was a little short, and there was a trace of hesitation and fanaticism in his eyes.

He grew up in a gym on the mountain, and although he cultivated Taoism, he was born with a great attainment in swordsmanship, and he was a genius who practiced swords. It's a pity that his temperament is too competitive and competitive, and he has never been able to cultivate the true meaning of Taoism, but he feels that those Taoist Taoist rules have killed him, which is very unpleasant. In the end, the Qingyang Daoist simply didn't do anything, and left the Taoist hall directly, forming his own faction.

It's just that after all, he grew up in the Taoist hall since he was a child, and he was used to wearing Taoist robes, and he was too lazy to be vulgar, so he simply founded a sword sect as a Taoist and gave the arrogant name of "Crazy Sword Sect". Due to the superb swordsmanship of the Qingyang Dao people, after several years of hard work, they have swallowed up a lot of small sword sects, growing little by little, and finally becoming a big sect that is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Falling Sword Sect!

Over the years, he has dreamed countless times of annexing the Luojian Sect and monopolizing Qingzhou, and now that his long-cherished wish for many years is about to succeed, how can he not be excited!

At this time, he stood on the top of the mountain peak of Ling Jianmen, and around him were dozens of young men with swords on their waists, these people were all disciples he had secretly spent a lot of effort and financial resources to cultivate, not only were they all superb in swordsmanship, but each of them was taught by him personally, and they were the people he believed in the most.

Now, he is about to annex Ling Jianmen and bring these people out, not only so that they can share the moment of success together, but also to let them use the blood sacrifice sword of Ling Jianmen's disciples to enhance their swordsmanship cultivation.

Watching these disciples gear up one by one, they couldn't wait to rush up and kill them. Qingyang Dao people were quite satisfied, looking at the magnificent hall and halls of Ling Jianmen, a greedy light flashed in their eyes.

He was originally a person who liked luxury and grandeur, and he had coveted this Ling Jianmen for several years, and now that all this beauty would be his own, even he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart.

In front of him, there were nearly a hundred blood-stained Ling Sword Sect disciples, who were frantically making moves to resist the attacking mad sword sect disciples, as if they didn't want to die, and their shots were killing moves, with a desperate posture.

Looking at the anxious situation in front of him, Qingyang Dao people did not have any anxious look on their faces, but looked like they were watching a good show.

Right now, all the elite disciples of the Ling Sword Sect have all entered the field, and after several days of hard fighting, both physical strength and mental strength have been greatly weakened, and they can't last too long, and now they are just dying. What's more, he didn't expect these disciples to be able to take down the last and most dangerous mountain of Ling Jianmen, he just wanted these disciples to consume each other's energy first, and finally these secret disciples behind him would go up in one fell swoop and completely eradicate Ling Jianmen.

In the melee, the disciples of the two factions who rushed to the front fell one after another, and the blood continued to flow down the mountain peak, immersed in the soil, exuding a strong smell of blood. The sound of fighting resounded throughout the mountain, rolling all around into a faint sea of blood-colored mist.

"Senior Sister Li, stand behind me!" In the scuffle, an anxious voice roared out, only to see that in the sword formation of Ling Jianmen, a man slashed at the opponent's neck with a sword, and then rushed towards a young woman who was struggling not far away.

This man was different from the others, he didn't wear Ling Jianmen's clothes, he looked like a rich young master from a distance, although his body was covered in blood, he could still see the patterns embroidered with gold thread on his clothes.

Although this man doesn't look like a swordsman, he has a clear eye for every move he makes, and he is a little chic between offense and defense.

Hearing this shout, the beautiful young woman trembled slightly, looking at the rushing figure, there were rare tears flashing in her eyes, who was it not Li Ruyun!

After hesitating for a long time, Li Ruyun's white and tender jade hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and under the slightly scattered sideburns, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed a complicated gaze, and the silver teeth were bitten, as if they were out of the way, and the toes lightly touched the ground, and the whole person was like a butterfly, fluttering behind the man.

The moment he leaned behind the man, Li Ruyun gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression was not sure whether he was melancholy or joy, and only said softly, "I thought I would never see you again in my life...... Senior Brother Lin. ”

With a fierce sword, he slashed through the disciples of the Madness Sword Sect who were attacking from the opposite side, Lin Qiang felt the faint temperature coming from behind him, held Li Ruyun's hand, and took the disciples around him to retreat, while saying,

"Follow me, I swear I won't let anything happen to you. ”

Li Ruyun's eyes were hot, his eyes were blurred with tears, his voice seemed to be complaining and distressed, and he choked up, "Fool, the sect is in great trouble, why do you want to come back! You are sending you to death!"

"No matter what the sect did to me back then, I am a disciple of the Ling Jian Sect, the sect is in trouble, I have to come back to live and die with the sect no matter what, not to mention that you are still here, even if you die, I will die with you. "In the middle of the fight. Lin Qiang's voice carried a faint tenderness, he held Li Ruyun's hand tightly, and was silent for a long time before he said softly,

"Although we can't be together, I am infinitely happy to be able to die with you now. ”