Haikou Cliff, the junction of the river and the sea, is named Haikou. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info here is not only a cliff of Wanzhang, but also the mouth of the Yangtze River. There is a chain bridge connecting the cliffs on both sides of the cliffs, and once a person stumbles, he will fall off the cliff and fall into the river, go down the river, and finally be swept into the depths of the sea by the whirlpool at the sea.

Ling Xuzhen led the two disciples to the mountain cliff, and saw that the mountain was towering into the clouds, and the river was rushing and tumbling, and he sighed with emotion. Today is the day he chooses to pass on his disciples, the eldest disciple Ling Tian, the second disciple volley, he has irrigated countless efforts for the two disciples in the past ten years, and now the two of them have begun to develop their skills, according to the door rules, they have a fight on the chain bridge, the winner passes on the mantle, and becomes a generation of martial arts gods across the world, and the loser is expelled from the division, wandering the world, and life and death are up to the sky.

Ling Tian, nineteen years old, martial arts third stage, wearing Xuanjin heavy sword, martial arts moves are gentle and elegant, but not losing calm, all the movements can be called perfect, often breaking the enemy invisible, without a trace of redundancy is its biggest feature, and he is extremely fond of his junior brother.

Volley, eighteen years old, martial arts five sections, wearing a pseudo-demon sword, but he does not know it, the martial arts routines are fierce and superb, and the skill changes with the courage, often making the opponent cold and frightened, conceited and arrogant, and has always been unaccustomed to Ling Tian being loved by the master.

Ling Tian stood on the side of the bridge, the wind god was like jade, his mood was as calm as a lake, and the occasional ripple caused by the wind was quickly smoothed out, he had already handed over the fate of himself and his junior brother to the sword in his hand, and also to his sincerity towards the sword.

The blue tendons of the volley's arms flared up, his hands and even his whole body kept trembling, desperately adjusting his breathing to calm his mind but with little effect, until he held the pseudo-demon knife to calm down, killing intent and fear quickly rose in his heart, he was like being dominated by a demon, no, he had become a demon.

Volley preemptively, surpassing the speed of the wind to Ling Tian rushed, and both hands from top to bottom straight split, its force was enough to break the stone and crack gold, Ling Tian sank dantian, condensed but not moving, became a mountain to respond to all changes, in the volley will not split the sword with lightning speed to pull out the sword and sweep the pseudo-demon knife, the sword collided with a little spark, volley's body was unstable, and then he took seven steps backwards to unload the power of Wan Jun, staggered and barely stood up his arms but was paralyzed, a round has passed, the advantages and disadvantages are immediately apparent, Ling Xuzhen looked at Ling Tian's eyes glowed, revealing a look of relief and satisfaction。

He had already seen that Ling Tian's sword swinging power was only one-seventh of that of the volley's slashing knife, but Ling Tian grasped the flaw when the old force of the volley was not gone, and forced Ling Tian back with skill, not moving like a mountain, moving like thunder, this is not only the mystery of martial arts, but also the true meaning of a soldier.

Blindly using brute force to collide is just a scoundrel's way of playing, and the sword is not light, it must be meritorious, even if it is in the midst of thousands of troops, it can retreat with all its body, this is martial arts!

Ling Kong was surprised, the secret road has not seen the senior brother's swordsmanship for a few days and has improved a lot, if it is allowed to develop, the consequences will be unimaginable, not only sweating, killing intent is stronger, volley is estimated to slow down, more tricks, the pseudo-demon knife is waved into a light curtain, covering the whole body, fighting a war of attrition in the way of fighting.

Ling Xuan and Ling Tianjun knew that the strength of the martial arts of the volley lay in strength rather than tricks, and the victory or defeat was already known after being repulsed this time, so why bother to fight with himself with the moves he was not good at? This was undoubtedly a strong attack on the weak and an egg against the stone, but thinking that Ling Kong had always been competitive and competitive, and it was human nature to refuse to admit defeat easily, he did not think deeply.

Only Ling Kong and Ji Wuying knew that they were carrying out a terrible conspiracy