said that it was inserted back into Sword Mountain, but in fact it was thrown back to Sword Mountain, and it was thrown under the foot of Sword Mountain, screaming for no reason, looking extremely pitiful.

"Hahaha!" Not as upright as the right enshrinement, the relatively easy-going personality of the left enshrinement couldn't help laughing, at first he knew that Zhao Jianchen threw the Nine Dragons Xuanyuan Sword back to Sword Mountain, he was also so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but then he thought about it and was relieved, the sword path in the heart of the pavilion master Zhao Jianchen was still formed, if it was forcibly attached to him, it would be counterproductive if it was not good, looking at the sweet potato that was fighting against Wei Song and being slightly inferior, he was relieved, "Although the pavilion master often said that his sword path is not as good as sweet potato, But in the current situation, it seems that it is difficult to open the coffin, the pavilion master and the sweet potato whose kendo is higher, but unlike the pavilion master, the kendo of the sweet potato is taken from nature, and it is natural, and it doesn't matter if you are born and enter the world. Back then, the pavilion master Jian Shan sharpened his sword, and he relied more on his invincible sword qi to forcibly suppress every sword divine soldier, and several times ten thousand swords roared in unison, as if they were going to rebel collectively, but they were forcibly suppressed, and only then did they gather the luck of the Sword Pavilion that gradually fell apart. Sweet potatoes are different, his own qi and Sword Pavilion are natural, and ten thousand swords on Sword Mountain recognize him, which is very rare. ”

When it comes to sweet potatoes, even the serious and dull right worshipper on weekdays nodded, showed a happy smile, and stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard under his forehead: "Yes, the great atmosphere that has not been seen for thousands of years, ten thousand swords recognize the master, but it is really the resonance of heaven and earth, strange and strange, and fortunately." Even if the Sword Pavilion Patriarch collected so many famous swords in his life, he had never reached the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and he never thought that this little sweet potato would be able to reach it. ”

The two worshippers vaguely remembered that night was full of stars and the stars were bright. Above the Sword Pavilion, the light is shining, as bright as day. On the sword mountain, ten thousand swords fly together, led by the Nine Dragons Xuanyuan Sword, the group of swords into dragons, the momentum is magnificent, the sword body and the sword body are superimposed on each other, gently collide, and a beautiful light sound of mountains and flowing water is played.

Except for Zhao Jianchen's sword. Above the Sword Pavilion, everyone's swords brushed out of the body and converged on the stegosaurus. Then he flew in the air, rushed to the thatched house where the sweet potato with the scenery under the mountain lived on the Sword Pavilion, and then circled around the thatched house three times, and flew back to the Sword Mountain from the new.

The left and right offerings were ecstatic. Sigh Sword Pavilion is saved. Zhao Jianchen also showed a happy smile, at this time, the Sword Pavilion Wanjian no longer needed him to continue to suppress, so he had the words to go down the mountain to challenge Xiahou Xiangyang.

And the sleeping protagonist sweet potato seems to be dreaming, chirp and chirp, reach out and scratch his buttocks, turn over, and continue to sleep.

"If it weren't for the return of ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords would have the same heart with him. How can sweet potatoes enter the Sword Mountain, and with a single grab, they can bring out the six divine weapons with completely different sword intentions, such as brightness, listening to music, spring and autumn, winter snow, killing and cutting, and splitting the sky? Zuo Xianfeng said with a smile. The snow-white clothes on his body fluttered in the wind, and he was indescribably free, like an immortal, "There are sweet potatoes in this world, and if you go to Sword Mountain as the pavilion master, you can also bring these six swords down the mountain, but you will definitely not be so complacent when you use them." ”

The battle between Wei Song and the sweet potato is getting faster and faster, the two of them can no longer be seen in the air, only the layers of afterimages left by the two Angren, Wei Song's gun is as fast as lightning, and a shot goes out, with thousands of attitudes, the sweet potato keeps changing swords, and the sword has been changed between a suck, and there are seventy and two out of seventy, bright, listening, spring and autumn, winter snow, killing and cutting, and splitting the sky in his hands rotate in turn, as soon as the mind arrives, the sword is already in hand, although it is a little hasty, but it also takes Wei Song's gun.

The left and right worshippers nodded at the same time, the swordsmanship of the sweet potato progressed rapidly, it was no longer enough to describe it as a thousand miles in a day, and when he went down the mountain with the three senior brothers, the sweet potato was still very resistant to practicing the sword, but after returning to the Sword Pavilion, except for occasionally looking at the chicken bone in a daze, the rest was the practice of the sword day and night, and the left and right worshippers were extremely happy, but Zhao Jianchen, who returned from the Zhenbei Army, was greatly annoyed, and had a big quarrel with the two worshippers, and finally came to the sake of doing it.

Zhao Jianchen jumped to his feet and said, the two old immortals mistakenly took the sweet potato, and a piece of jade was stunned to let the two of you old things be harmed. The left and right worshippers were indignant, and scolded back, you little rabbit cub, you only know that you are happy, you go down the mountain to find someone to fight, but you lose, and you are happy to go back to the Sword Pavilion with a face, this is all right, and you even have a shameless lesson to the diligent sweet potato. Zhao Jianchen pulled out his sword, spit on the ground, and stepped on it with his foot, but he couldn't beat Xiahou, and it was more than enough to kill the two of you old immortals.

The Sword Pavilion looked at the three of them scolding like a village man, and 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in their hearts, but the three of them were still the three people with the heaviest speech in the Sword Pavilion, and no one dared to express their comfort. In the end, it was a sweet potato with a wooden sword in his waist that pushed the third senior brother Xia Lan, who was in a wheelchair, to come to the scene to calm down the matter. Everyone dispersed, but they were muttering in their hearts, it was a pity that they didn't see these three people draw their swords against each other. One of the most regrettable is that the eight leaders of the Beidou Array kept shaking their heads, and each echoed in their hearts a sentence that they would never tell others, a dog-eat-dog drama was not sung, and it was a big regret in life.

"Hey, you and I are old bones, we have nothing to do in our lives, we just want to protect the Sword Pavilion passed down from our ancestors, and if we die in the future, we will have the face to face our ancestors and ancestors. You and I have a lifelong wish to prosper for the Sword Pavilion, but in the generation of the Pavilion Master Zhao Jianchen, it seems that it has changed too much, they only have the sword in their hands, and any Sword Pavilion luck is not in their eyes, hey, I don't know if it's good or bad. Indeed, it cannot be denied that swordsmen like Li Mubai and the Pavilion Master, the swords in their hands are already much sharper than ever, and that is a situation that no one dared to imagine before. It's just that I don't know what their kendo is when it comes to the sweet potato generation, just with the current habits of sweet potatoes, I think most of them will be angry with the pavilion master Zhao Jianchen. Zuo Xianfeng's face suddenly rippled with a little expectation, I really hope to be able to live to that day and witness the annoyance of Zhao Jianchen, this kid who is so angry.

As Zuo Feng worried, more than ten years later to the generation of Yubao and sweet potato, they shocked the world with the name of the sword, but they did not even have the belief in life and death for the sword, the two kendo leaders, the world's unparalleled kendo double wall, one person wandered around the eldest sister and his wife all day long, physically and mentally exhausted, in his free time, he concentrated on cooking, pickling small pickles and teasing his baby daughter to play, and the other had a good skill in roasting grilled chicken. The ambition is even more lofty, not to level the injustices of the world with one sword, but to go all over the world. tasted the world's grilled chicken, and because of this, he also met a girl looking for her younger brother in the land of Liangliao, and since then she has had more worries, and she doesn't know where she was thrown into the sword practice. And the masters of the two, Li Mubai and Zhao Jianchen, one sighed to the moon, helpless, and the other scolded the world. Kendo doesn't exist.

The two of them mentioned Li Mubai and Zhao Jianchen, and even the right worship couldn't help but admire: "Li Mubai and the pavilion master are worthy of being the two strongest in the sword path today, and strong sword qi is only one aspect." The most fundamental thing is that the understanding of the sword has gone beyond the past. Although the pavilion master is not in shape on weekdays, he has a very reasonable remark, and the world is advancing. In the romance novels, some people earn their heads and blood for a certain ancient book. Or a certain magic weapon can control the rivers and lakes, and someone is invincible in the world if he gets the martial arts cheats, which is not credible. After all, ancient books were written by the ancients, and the language is not full of true meaning, although later people are not necessarily smarter than the ancients, but standing on the shoulders of others, how can they not comprehend stronger martial arts? ”

Zuo Xianfeng nodded lightly: "This statement is full of truth, and it also makes me suddenly enlightened at this age." Realized a few moves, although it can't be compared with Li Mubai and the pavilion master's swordsmanship. But it's also quite self-satisfied. By the way, what do you think of the battle between Li Mubai and the pavilion master today? ”

The right worship looked up at the sky, where there was a dark cloud, black, as if it was about to fall from the sky and smash a big hole in the ground: "The victory and defeat are five or five, but the scenery here, with the realm of you and me, I am afraid that it will not be seen." ”

Since Li Mubai and Zhao Jianchen fought in the air, the two of them disappeared collectively, and they could no longer find a trace of breath between heaven and earth, let alone thunder and rolling, and the breath was horizontal. The two just disappeared, and no one knew where the two had gone, maybe they had gone to the Nine Clouds, or maybe they had arrived at the Nine Shadows Mansion.

The battle between Wei Song and Sweet Potato had destroyed all the trees on the entire side of the snow-capped mountain, and the rocks were exposed, giving off a burning smell. The sweet potato, which had exhausted its strength but was still standing, was extremely tenacious, and every time it fell, the next moment it stood up, grasped one of the six swords, and resolutely rushed forward.

Tiger Bear Wei Song is not the kind of country man who will be merciful and sympathetic when he sees you fall down and stand up, or he is afraid in his heart.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Fengfeng couldn't bear it slightly, and sighed: "Although Haiqing, Chonglou and Xia Lan's injuries are serious, they are not incurable, you and I lied to the sweet potato that the three senior brothers have lost their martial arts, and they can't hold a sword again in this life, and the sweet potato is heartbroken, and he is determined to take the sword down the mountain and stand with Wei Song, will it be a little cruel?" ”

"Cruelty? Hmph, as a disciple of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, you should have the consciousness of life and death for the Shushan Sword Pavilion. Today, Sima Qi set off the palace incident, among which Li Mubai and Wei Song are the most tricky, the swordsmanship and marksmanship of the two have reached the peak, and they are extraordinary. Only if my Shushan Sword Pavilion has such ability, the pavilion master can fight Li Mubai, and the sweet potato can hold Wei Song back, so that he can buy time for Sima Qi to become a big thing. Right worship said angrily, thinking of the current situation of the Sword Pavilion and couldn't help sighing: "Pavilion Master Zhao Jianchen went to the Sword Mountain to sharpen his sword, and kept the scattered Sword Pavilion Qi, and the sweet potato Ten Thousand Swords returned to the sect, condensing the luck of the Sword Mountain, but in the final analysis, it was just delaying time and delaying the collapse speed of the Sword Pavilion's qi, and the foundation of the Sword Pavilion was taken away by the Ten Dead Soldiers down the mountain, and was cut off by Xiahou Xiangyang with a knife, you and I have been exhausted for many years, not to prolong the luck of the Sword Pavilion?" ”

Thinking of this, Zuo Xianfeng also sighed: "We are all from the mountain, and we can't fight this group of people from the mountain." At the beginning, Sima Qi with a smile on the face of the Sword Pavilion, holding the jade seal of the previous dynasty, said that it was the luck of the Sword Pavilion that could be extended, I thought it really caught your mind, the jade seal to the Shushan Sword Pavilion, the grass grew under the Sword Mountain, and the dead welcome pine on the top of the pavilion sprouted, and the lotus pond behind the Sword Pavilion bloomed twenty-four golden lotuses, you and I were ecstatic, regardless of the dissuasion of the pavilion master, insisted on inviting the jade seal into the Sword Pavilion, who would have thought that this disaster was buried here. ”

The two old men suddenly didn't want to say much, they only remembered that the Shushan Sword Pavilion was thriving, and they knew the strangeness of this matter after a long time, the grass on the Sword Mountain grew wildly, and the welcoming pine only sprouted and did not grow leaves, and the twenty-four golden lotus flowers were undefeated, and there was no natural way for flowers to bloom and fall, and they could not give birth to lotus fruits, and the people of the Sword Pavilion discussed together, and later learned that Sima Qi was the stumbling block, and divided the luck of the jade seal of the previous dynasty into two parts, one was only gas, and there was no luck at all, so that the Sword Pavilion was empty, angry everywhere, blooming everywhere, but there was no time to operate, the result of the landing, the appearance is bright, but the inside is rotten, sweet potatoes stay on the mountain and often mutter: "It's so desolate here!" The others didn't understand, looking at the red and willow green flowers all over the mountains, and kept shaking their heads, the sweet potato head was confused again.

"Hey, if Sima Qi had already plotted against Xiliang at that time, and included my Sword Pavilion in his scheme, then this person would be too terrible!" Zuo Fengfeng opened his mouth to speculate that he was not looking at the battle circle of Wei Song and sweet potatoes, but at the Xiliang Wangfu at the foot of the mountain, his eyes were full of inexplicable anxiety, "It's too late to say anything now, the Sword Pavilion has been firmly held in Sima Qi's hands, you and I can only be regarded as marionettes, otherwise the qi will collapse faster, and then you and I will have no face to go to see the ancestors and ancestors." At the beginning, Zhao Chengde, the king of Jing'an, went to the Sword Pavilion to ask for someone to worship the Sword Pavilion to intercept and kill the king of Xiliang in the capital, you and I did not agree, and it was not because of Sima Qi, you and I refused, that's it, and it caused Sima Qi to be furious, blaming you and I for not leaving King Jing'an. ”

Right worship clenched his hands into fists, his face was pale, and he couldn't wait to stab Sima Qi to death with a sword, but he weighed the pros and cons in his heart, he also knew the severity, and let out a deep breath of turbidity: "This time under the Sword Pavilion, Shushan is considered to be exhausted, the pavilion master, you and me, sweet potatoes, and the little dolls of the eight array masters, the rest of the Shushan others are difficult to pick the beams, those little dolls besiege Li Mubai, but they don't want to be so quickly broken by him, they were counterattacked by the Beidou Array, and the injury was not light, and they are unable to fight again today, the pavilion master fights Li Mubai, and the sweet potato drags Wei Song, and the rest is only you and me." , if you return without success today, and anger Sima Qi, the fate of the Sword Pavilion ......"

Speaking of this, the right worship stopped talking, the two glanced at each other, and at the same time swept away, their bodies were free into the heavenly immortals, and they swept towards the Xiliang Wangfu under their feet. (To be continued......)