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Ran Hanchuan stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, the robe on his small body hunted and danced in the mountain wind, in front of him, a loess tablet rose from the ground, and the book "A generation of heroes Mu Ran sleeps here" a few dignified words.

"Mu Ran all his life, he doesn't like luxury, he is not good at mundane, he is in the world, and he is at ease. Now, let him rest here, the mountains are empty and quiet, and the earthen monument is simple and natural, which is also considered to be his character. Hua Chengfeng told him.

The three-pillar fragrance burned silently in front of the tomb, a faint mist lingered on the stele, and Ran Hanchuan, who had stood in front of him for a long time, bowed deeply, looked at the vast clouds, and said softly: "Senior Mu, you are so good to rest in peace, the book you entrusted to me, I will definitely keep it well, and all this, if I Ran Hanchuan has enough strength one day, I will definitely figure out the ins and outs of this, and give you a clean slate." ”

With his back to Mu Ran's tombstone, Ran Hanchuan's back gradually faded away, after all kinds of things, he found that he could only be a spectator on the side every time, and he could never help anyone with anything. He wants to be stronger, and he wants to know the truth about the countless facts he wants to see.

On a hill dozens of miles away from Xiaofeng Mountain, a figure looked at the top of Juntian Peak in a daze, and said silently: "Mu Ran is dead, Mu Ran is dead?" Mu Ran is dead?? ”

Three sentences are exactly the same, the first sentence is obviously a big breath of relief, but the second sentence seems to be mixed with doubts. This third sentence is more of an unpredictable problem. "Why is it more ambiguous when you die?" A clueless sentence made several attendants behind the figure look at each other.

In another inconspicuous place, a young man the size of Ran Hanchuan held a tea cup in his hand and shook it gently, looking at the floating leaves in the water, and said to himself meaningfully: "Mu Ran..."

"According to the tokens you have obtained, below, I announce the list of contestants!"

The main building of Xuanyu Pavilion "Yin Feng", the painting building flies to the south of Puyun, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the west mountain at dusk. The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn. Over the past 2,000 years, it has been repaired several times, and the former style of Yinfeng Tower is still the same, standing proudly and floating out of the dust. Four huge vermilion logs, like pillars of the sky, support the huge volume of the Yinfeng Tower, carved with various mysterious cloud maps, unpredictable patterns. Biwa Zhu eaves, carved beams and embroidered columns, the top two layers, ventilation on all sides, carved railings and jade masonry, standing in it, as if in the heart of the eight directions, looking at the world, heroic and sudden.

The building in the mountain, the person in front of the column

The wind howls and the birds of the wild forest rise

It's good to see the mountains and rivers

Do you remember the spring flowers of the past

Under the autumn moon, I heard the wind and whispered

What's the groan? The wind used to cherish the wind

The cold is gone, and the sword is crazy

The breeze swept the silence of the world

The wind blows the world, ancient and modern

But the road is that it is hidden in the lonely building

Red Dust in a dream

Floating and floating hearts

In front of the Yinfeng Tower, a stone tablet that has been smoothed by time is engraved with such a poem. It is rumored that this was done by Feng Zhenyang, the patriarch of Xuanyu Pavilion. The patriarch refers to the sword, three points into the stone, but all of them are smooth, like a dragon sighing lightly in the clouds, like a wild bird tired of returning, the road is exhausted, and the words are exhausted.

The wind spreads today.

Ran Hanchuan and the other six young people were standing on the empty field in front of the building, and some Xuanyu disciples were standing around them, and in front of the building, there were three sect elders led by Hua Chengfeng and a group of teachers looking at these teenagers with great interest.

Directly in front, a disciple held the Xuanyu Sword Order in his hand, announcing the order of the competition to the seven teenagers.

"Trial disciple Ran Hanchuan, because he found the 'Yuzi Order' of my faction, he was exempted from the first round of the competition and directly entered the second round."

As soon as the words fell, the seven teenagers suddenly became noisy. Sun Yuan was still silent with his arms crossed, but the rest of the people all behaved differently, just like one of them, the injustice in his eyes became heavier, and finally, the young man stood up.

Several division commanders were stunned, their eyes focused on this young man, and at such a glance, the young man suddenly became nervous, and said unnaturally: "I, I think it's not fair!" As soon as he blurted out, the young man seemed to be out of the way, and he no longer hesitated, and continued: "I was at the bottom of the mountain, and I saw this Ran Hanchuan and Senior Hua chatting in private, along the way, he was too smooth, I suspect that Xuanyu Pavilion in this trial is suspected of deliberately releasing water to this person!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned, and then many disciples began to whisper. Hua Chengfeng glanced at him from afar, shook his head, and whispered: "Jealous and jealous, narrow-minded, blindly looking for reasons from elsewhere, and not thinking about his own faults, it is difficult for this son to become a big thing." ”

Several division commanders frowned slightly, Hua Chengfeng was their division commander, they knew Hua Chengfeng's personality very well, and they also knew Ran Hanchuan's identity, but they knew that Hua Chengfeng would never violate the public for personal reasons, but this young man spoke so wantonly in public, but it was detrimental to Hua Chengfeng's reputation in the door.

One person said: "Child, there is no injustice in this matter, the so-called chance is like this, how can you say that you want to release water." ”

"I don't accept this empty theory of chance to cover up the release of water!" The young man's temperament does not know how to converge and turn, this young man seems to be aggrieved and forced by nervousness, and he does not stick to it.

"Enough!" Ran Hanchuan saw that this matter had affected his grandfather Hua, so he walked out and said coldly.

This young man, Ran Hanchuan knows his name somewhat, it's called Bai Jie. Bai Jie looked at him, became angry, and shouted, "What are you shouting? You cheating thief, what qualifications do you have to speak! ”

The corners of Ran Hanchuan's mouth raised slightly, and he sneered: "If you are not convinced, you will know that it is inferior after a trial, so why shout." ”

Bai Jie was unhappy and annoyed in his heart, coupled with the nervous oppression, he actually accepted it in one bite.

"That's right, if you don't accept it, you will fight!" On the side, Sun Yuan interjected with interest.

"Come on!" If he put it himself, he was provoked by others, Bai Jie became more and more unable to hold his breath, and rushed to the side of the weapon rack prepared for the competition with an arrow step, took a long sword, and stabbed at Ran Hanchuan with a sword.

"It's really uneducated!" Several division commanders and the elders in the door frowned.

Ran Hanchuan looked at Bai Jie coldly, reached out and took the sheathed long sword on his back, and didn't see any other movements, just simply blocked it in front of his chest.

The "bell" long sword rang out, and Bai Jie's sword was stabbed on Ran Hanchuan's scabbard, and the sword was stabbed towards the tip of the sword, and he wanted to directly suppress people with force, and directly take Ran Hanchuan's sword away, and defeat the enemy with one move. But before the smug look in his eyes could flicker, he felt a heavy force surging up his arms, as if there was an unshakable mountain in front of him.

Ran Hanchuan's sword, weighing hundreds of catties, isn't it child's play? Bai Jie's long sword bounced back, and in his shocked look, his body fell back uncontrollably. Finally stabilized his body, Bai Jie was even more annoyed, shouted loudly, and the sword moves in his hand changed, attacking Ran Hanchuan.

Ran Hanchuan stood still in place, allowing Bai Jie to make all kinds of moves and tricks, but his sword could always appear at the end of Bai Jie's next move to prepare for the attack, which made Bai Jie angry. Ran Hanchuan made a sword move with one hand to prevent the airtight around his body, making him completely helpless, but thinking that he was shouting in front of him, so that there were no steps to go down now, he suddenly felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and in anger, his face burned red.

Facing another sword attacking him, seeing that Bai Jie was blushing and already wanted to find a hole to drill, Ran Hanchuan's eyes showed a cold light, and he snorted disdainfully, raised his sword, and slashed out!

This sword has nothing fancy at all, it is just the simplest sword, this sword, Bai Jie can be said to be completely unprepared to deal with it. After dozens of rounds, Ran Hanchuan only defended and did not attack, and Bai Jie subconsciously regarded him as a living target, although he was a living target that he could not shake. This abrupt sword slashed at Bai Jie, gently brushing past his sword, Bai Jie's brain was blank for a moment, he only knew that he was finished!

There was a muffled sound of "pop", bursts of sharp pain spread from his torso to his whole body, Bai Jie snorted miserably, flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and a wisp of blood randomly slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Although it is only a sword, or even a bladeless sword, how can Ran Hanchuan's hundred-pound heavy sword and arm strength far exceed that of his peers? What's more, this sword is like a rabbit, suddenly attacking, and slashing directly at his left body, this is still Ran Hanchuan's hand, otherwise this sword alone is enough to seriously injure Bai Jie.

"You've lost." Ran Hanchuan glanced at Bai Jie and said lightly. At this time, Bai Jie, after severe pain, half of his body was unconscious, and his face turned pale. He had already been injured under this sword, and when he heard Ran Hanchuan's voice, a feeling of humiliation rushed to his heart, and under the anger, a large mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and then his eyes closed, and he fainted.

"This kid was hurt by his own anger in the end, it's really hard to get into the climate." Several division commanders couldn't help but shake their heads, such seedlings, they categorically would not give them into the door.

The rest of the teenagers, looking at Ran Hanchuan at this time, looked at Ran Hanchuan's eyes with brilliance, each thinking about it, only Sun Yuan's eyes were not like others, in his eyes, what flickered was a fighting spirit, a kind of eager emotion. Even so, several teenagers were silent, Ran Hanchuan understood that there was no need to explain anything, and he silently returned to the trial team.

"Okay" An elder Xuanyu stood up and said, "The farce is over, and now the competition continues." With that, he nodded to the presiding disciple. The disciple returned the salute and said to the young men in the trial: "Now, after the deliberation of the teachers, Bai Jie will be directly eliminated from this trial, and we have also redistributed the list and regulations of the competition. ”

"Next, I will announce the order of the competition: the first game, Iwaqiu vs. Yemo. The second scene is Ran Hanchuan vs. Sun Yuan. In the third scene, Mi Li vs. Ye Ting. ”

This time the match was announced, Sun Yuan's silent eyes suddenly burst into essence, and Ran Hanchuan clearly felt the soaring battle intent in Sun Yuan's heart, or, in Sun Yuan's eyes, there was only one Ran Hanchuan among these people who was worthy of fighting with him. The head of the gun nodded at Mi Li, Ye Ting had a hint of a playful smile on her mouth, Mi Li smiled bitterly, and muttered in a low voice: "This girl who is like a flower and jade, how can I be willing to do it if I call my master." He shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly found that Ye Ting was staring at him, and he couldn't help but tremble. The other two, Iwaqiu and Yemo glanced at each other, but neither of them was convinced, and they walked forward together.

The presiding disciple said loudly, "Are you two ready?" Is it possible to get started? ”

Yan Qiu and Ye Mo nodded at the same time, and the presiding disciple didn't say much, and then waved his hand to signal the competition to begin. Iwaqiu Yemo chose a long sword in his hand, Iwaqiu was as calm as a mountain, and the horse walked steadily, holding the sword in front of him. Ye Mo preemptively stabbed out, only to see an iron plate bridge on the rock hill beautifully dodge this sword, and then he suddenly picked up the long sword in his hand, forcing Ye Mo to retreat, Ye Mo retreated slightly, and then another sword stabbed at the bottom of the rock hill.

"Bell bell bell", the long sword clash is not stopped, Ye Mo's swordsmanship is quite smart, it can be seen that his knowledge is not shallow, often a sword is stabbed by some tricky and ruthless key points, but the rock mound sword routine is the opposite of Ye Mo, the big opening and closing can always block Ye Mo's fierce offensive.

Ye Mo's sword stabbed in the abdomen, and the rock mound raised his sword and slashed violently, attacking instead of defending, Ye Mo attacked his face door, and the rock mound swept down the plate with his sword, and if Ye Mo attacked its front, the rock mound swung his sword and hit it. Although Ye Mo's swordsmanship is clever and tricky, Yanqiu is more proficient in attack and defense, and the fight between the two is in full swing.

The two young boys, showing such an evenly matched competition, seem to have some good skills, but it is quite rare, several division commanders are watching intently, after all, these children are all good jade in their eyes! They need to be optimistic about how each piece of jade should be carved.

The rock mound is like the abyss, and the seemingly rough swordsmanship has a simple effect, which is simply one word "keep". And Ye Mo is like a poisonous snake, the snake letter spits non-stop, and the continuous offensive seems to have the upper hand. Seeing such a scene in the eyes of everyone, they couldn't help but think of the scene when Ran Hanchuan took over Bai Jie's provocation just now, but Ye Mo is not Bai Jie, and Yanqiu is not Ran Hanchuan.

The division commanders present could see that the sword momentum of this rock mound was slowly accumulating, he was waiting, waiting for Ye Mo's momentum to retreat slightly, and he was greeted by his hidden killing move in the rock mound! These division commanders were as wise as torches, and they were all sure of the victory of the rock mound in their hearts, and they couldn't help but sigh lightly when they looked at the same extraordinary Ye Mo.

But at this moment, the form on the field changed suddenly, and Ye Mo himself knew in his heart that he would be exhausted if his repeated attacks were fruitless, and at this time, after his attack was blocked by the rock mound, he actually held his breath, did not retreat or defend, but slammed the sword against the rock hill face door!

Xuanyu's disciples and teachers are all bright-eyed, this son knows how to make trade-offs, seeing that it is not good, he knows how to fight hard, and now, the form is unclear again. The rock mound was finally young, and he was stunned for a moment in the face of Ye Mo's sudden sword, and his calm mind suddenly became nervous, and seeing that a sword was about to hit him in front of him, he reacted dangerously and tried his best to fall to the side.

"Hmm" Iwaqiu snorted, and his left shoulder suffered a blow from Ye Mo's full strength, although the blade of the sword was not opened, but this sword really hit him, and the skin and flesh were split.

At the same time, Ye Mo also let out a muffled snort, and his body was extremely uncomfortable. His abrupt sword paid for the incomparably painful afterward change beyond the limits of his body, and although he hurt the enemy, he hurt himself even more.

In this round, it's a tie again!

The two of them were evenly matched, and at this moment, neither of them would admit defeat, and the left arm of the rock hill was numb, but he was big and strong enough, holding a sword in his right hand, and his fighting spirit had not diminished in the slightest. Ye Mo coughed heavily, gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand, he knew that he was hanging, but he would not give up easily! Because the results of this competition will determine the path of their respective lives!

Iwaqiu held a sword in one hand, rushed up, changed the defense to attack a sword and slashed, at this time Ye Mo suffered from internal injuries, his strength was sharply reduced, although he said that he injured an arm, but it did not affect his strength, as the so-called taking advantage of his illness to kill him, such a good time, how could Iwaqiu let go, of course, to overwhelm people, with the simplest but most effective way to win.

At this critical juncture, Ye Mo gritted his teeth and dodged fiercely, while stabbing a sword into the abdomen of the rock hill. Unbeknownst to him, Yan Qiu didn't care about this sword, but it was also a state of fighting, and the sword that was originally cut out came out of his hand and threw it upward, and at the same time, his sturdy figure skillfully avoided Ye Mo's desperate sword.

Ye Mo stabbed the air with a sword, and before he had time to return the sword, he happened to meet the long sword thrown by Yan Qiu, with a "bell", the momentum from the sword slightly blocked Ye Mo, Yan Mo took advantage of this gap, and was already on Ye Mo's side, clasping his hands tightly, and slammed into his vest!

"Hmm" Ye Mo snorted in pain, and the whole person fainted. Iwaqiu gasped heavily, and his only movable right arm raised his sword high, and he won.

Hua Chengfeng and several other elders and some contemporary teachers all nodded appreciatively, not only admiring the rock mound, but Ye Mo, the child, was not bad at all. Both of them have a good foundation, and at the same time have a tenacious will and unyielding quality. The path of cultivation is cruel, elimination is everywhere, and none of the teachers will be soft-hearted because of this, but it is a pity.

At the end of the competition, the master of Xuanyu Pavilion immediately instructed, and the four disciples immediately ran to the two of them and began to use the immortal family technique to heal the two of them.

"In the first competition, Iwaqiu won! The trial disciples of the second competition are out! ”

Ye Mo and Yan Qiu were taken down, Ran Hanchuan and Sun Yuan walked up to the field at the same time, the two looked at each other, Sun Yuan grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm very curious about you." ”

Ran Hanchuan bowed and replied, "I'm also looking forward to competing with Brother Ren." Ran Hanchuan's words came from the bottom of his heart, although he said that he had practiced martial arts for more than five years, he was rarely able to compete with people in the same generation, and there were really not many people who could compete with him at the same age, and the reason for this was quite complicated.

"Are you two ready?"

"Ready"

"Yes"

Ran Hanchuan took off his mysterious sheathed long sword, calmly concentrating, Sun Yuan also took out a long sword and a short sword from the weapon rack behind him, held them in his left and right hands respectively, and smiled evilly at Ran Hanchuan.

"Let's go!"

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