Tianling Mountain said that it was the Gathering Spirit Altar on the Baiming Peak, and the aura was the most prosperous, but only a few elder peak masters knew that on this immortal mountain, the place with the strongest aura was actually the Black Rock Valley hidden deep in the mountain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that this Black Rock Valley has always been the cultivation place of the head of Tianling Mountain, and to what extent the spiritual energy is dense in it, I'm afraid no one can find out a thing or two.

And recently, in this mysterious Black Rock Valley, there is a second person besides Yuan Ling-Qin Yan. Since he was punished into the valley that day, this Qin Yan understood Yuan Ling's intentions.

Asking him to break away from the ordinary courses of the new disciples and retreat early to impact the foundation building period was the real purpose of punishing him to come to Black Rock Valley this time.

Now that the next month has long passed, the cultivation in this outrageously strong valley cave mansion, the daily absorption of spiritual power is almost ten times that of the past, which makes Qin Yan's cultivation advance rapidly. Seeing that he was only one step away from building the foundation, but at this juncture, Qin Yan was distracted.

There have been two impacts on the foundation building before, and he has failed, and he has always been a genius who has had a smooth ride, but when he encounters such ups and downs, he seems to be a little lost.

"When I was away, I didn't know if Xiao Yu'er was doing well or not, whether she was bullied."

Three days have passed since the last impact, and Yuan Ling also came to Black Rock Valley early this day, preparing to help Qin Yan Chong build the foundation again, he just walked into the cave with his front foot, and immediately heard Qin Yan's self-talk.

"Ridiculous! At such a critical juncture, you would be distracted for the sake of women! ”

As soon as Qin Yan looked up, he saw the anger on Yuan Ling's face, and his expression suddenly sank, and he stood up from the long couch made of spirit stones.

"Meet the master in vain!"

"Qin Yan, do you still have me as a master in your eyes! I told you before entering the valley that there must not be the slightest distraction after the retreat, you look at you, Zhuji failed twice, and I was still thinking about women in my head, my Yuan Ling really saw the wrong person! ”

This Yuan Ling is very strict with himself on weekdays, but Qin Yan has never seen Yuan Ling get so angry, thinking that he has failed to build a foundation twice, which must have disappointed him. He also knew that he couldn't walk at all during this period of retreat, but he still couldn't help but think of Yuru's weak figure in his heart.

Before he entered the valley, he told her that he would go out of the customs in a month, and he would go to her after he got out of the customs, but this month's time to build a foundation was not enough at all, the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes, how could the genius who was the number one on the list of shallow immortals fail to build a foundation twice?

Mo said that Yuan Ling was going to be angry with Qin Yan, and even Qin Yan was very disappointed in himself.

"Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong!"

"That's it, you prepare, wait and prepare to rush the level, if you fail to build the foundation today, I will see that the competition in ten years will be stopped, I will directly send the Tianming Sword to Shuyi Building, you and I don't need to have any face!"

Qin Yan originally had a lost look on his face, but when he heard Yuan Ling say the words Tianming Sword and Yue Xiaohuan, his starry eyes suddenly widened, his brows were tightly locked, and the inexplicable anger in his heart suddenly soared.

This Tianming Sword is Yuan Ling's sword, and it is also a great immortal weapon in the famous Longzhou, according to common sense, the master will definitely give him a magic weapon to take advantage of, and when Yuan Ling accepts him as a true disciple, Yuan Ling privately said that this Tianming Sword will be given to Qin Yan sooner or later.

But the world has changed, but Yue Xiaohuan was killed halfway, the master clearly said that this Tianming sword would be passed on to him, why did he take it to make a bet on a ten-year appointment with Yue Xiaohuan!

The more Qin Yan thought about it, the more angry he became, how could Xiao Huan compete with himself for the Heavenly Sword this month! It's just an outer disciple, just a cultivator who can't gather energy!

"Master, I am bound to build the foundation today!"

Yuan Ling saw that this Qin Yan had rekindled his fighting spirit, and now he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he already knew that although Qin Yan had excellent qualifications, he was arrogant and conceited, and he would not let the Tianming Sword that should belong to him be taken away by others, dealing with such a child, and then Yue Xiaohuan to stimulate him is the best way, otherwise how could Yuan Ling use the Tianming Sword as a bet?

However, this move, he still sought stability, after all, Yuan Ling never thought that ten years later, Yue Xiaohuan would have the ability to defeat Qin Yan, let alone ten years, maybe after a hundred years of struggle, she would not be able to survive ten rounds under the disciples she taught.

Yuan Ling couldn't help but think of everything that happened on the Xiaoyun Hall that day, and couldn't help but show a slight smile on his face, if it was the first big mistake you made in your life to punish the same sect back then, then now, if you accept Yue Xiaohuan as an apprentice, you will become the second and the last mistake in the rest of your life.

Different from the silence in the Black Rock Valley, at this time, on the Wanjian Ping on Baiming Peak, there was already the sound of sword whistling, cutting through the sky.

Qingfeng sword and emerald green bamboo sword intersected, a piercing sound sounded, startled countless cranes, when and Yuru drew the sword to each other, Yue Xiaohuan began to silently count the time limit of the wind talisman in his heart, now the two of them are connected by the blade, Yue Xiaohuan doesn't know if it is because of the previous overexertion, resulting in the current body weakness, a sword shot is actually without the terrifying sword aura burst out, this blow The two seem to be evenly matched, and no one has benefited.

There are still ten breaths, and the Wind Charm will be invalid.

Yue Xiaohuan silently thought in her heart, she had to find a way to end this duel quickly, otherwise as soon as the effect passed, she would expose herself to Yuru's sword because of her loss of strength!

Thinking about this, Yue Xiaohuan frowned, that is, he took the hilt of the bamboo sword and suddenly closed it, taking retreat as a defense, Yuru saw that Yue Xiaohuan collected the sword and thought that she was no longer supported, and then increased the spiritual power to urge, got up and jumped, holding the Qingfeng sword is to slash down towards Yue Xiaohuan's face, this move is the third type of Kun sword in the gossip sword!

Everyone stared intently at the battle between the two, seeing that Yue Xiaohuan was about to be slashed by a sword, but what they didn't expect was that the figure that was forced to retreat by Yuru seemed to have lost all their ability to act after retreating a few steps, and they watched the Qingfeng sword fall on her face.

"Why didn't she hide again!"

The Qingfeng blade in Yuru's hand was getting closer and closer to the tip of Yue Xiaohuan's nose, inch by inch, until the blade was about to sink into her skin, Yuru's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly,

Now is the time!

Yue Xiaohuan's eyes flashed, pinching the slightest mistake of Yuru, she held the bamboo sword in one hand and quickly pulled it, and for a while, the afterimage was heavy, and when the Qingfeng sword fell, it turned out to be a big split.

At this time, Yue Xiaohuan had already jumped up under the cover of the afterimage, holding the bamboo sword and going straight into the air, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak, Yue Xiaohuan's move was still the Kun sword in the gossip sword!

That figure is as sharp as thunder, fast without a trace, with a trick, it is really wonderful!

Lu Yi saw this Yue Xiaohuan's sword style, and her face couldn't help but show a little relieved smile, although her strength was not as good as Yuru, but she used the momentum of dying to deter the opponent's temperament, but it was the most wonderful stroke in this duel.

Yue Xiaohuan's body rose and fell, obviously Yuru was frightened by her resolute sword, this time there was really no power to fight back, everyone saw that Yue Xiaohuan's hand seemed to be cast with an immortal spell, so quickly slashed down, but the blade stopped steadily when there was still an inch away from Yuru.

"Yuru, I won."

Yue Xiaohuan's expression was indifferent, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly and whispered, the world seemed to see it again, the girl who was shining in front of the Xiaoyun Palace.

Yuru looked at Yue Xiaohuan in amazement, and there was a bit of crystal in her eyes.

"Xiao Huan, I don't know why you've been avoiding me so much lately, why you hate me, today I finally have the opportunity to say a few words to you head-on."

"What do we have to say, you know what you have done yourself, you don't need me to remind you."

"No, Xiao Huan, you must have misunderstood me something, I just want to ..... like before"

"Enough!"

Yue Xiaohuan stared at the pitiful person in front of her, she obviously betrayed herself, she obviously wanted to kill herself, why could she still pretend like this in front of this person!

The people around were confused when they saw this, these two people were fighting to the death just now, why are they all red-eyed now, and they are acting in a deep sisterhood?

Lin Luoxi stood behind Yue Xiaohuan, seeing her gradually floating figure, he understood in his heart that she was afraid that she would not be able to support it for long, and he was about to reach out to help Yue Xiaohuan, when suddenly a figure passed by in the sky, and the terrifying aura suppressed his expression.

When he came back to his senses, a familiar figure appeared on the Ten Thousand Swords Ping. All the disciples were shocked by this sudden intruder, and the bursts of rich spiritual power fluctuations coming from his body made everyone feel shocked.

"Senior Brother Qin Yan, you have succeeded in building the foundation?!"

"Hmm."

The red-clothed young man standing on Wanjian Ping nodded, his eyebrows were full of spirit, and his face could not hide the joy after the success of the foundation, and then he turned around to help Yuru, who was paralyzed on the ground.

"You're okay, little Yu'er."

Yuru shook her head in a panic,

"It's okay, Xiao Huan and I are just learning in class. Victory and defeat are common, and Xiaoyu's skills are not as good as others. You don't have to blame Sister Xiao Huan......"

Yuru's voice became smaller and smaller, Qin Yan saw her gradually pale face, his brows furrowed, he picked up the hand on her shoulder, only to find that the palm of the hand was already stained scarlet with blood. And one of Yuru's sleeves was quickly dyed red, and a stream of blood red flowed down her forearm.

"Senior Brother Qin, don't blame her...... No..... Blame ....."

Yuru's voice was finally inaudible, she closed her eyes and seemed to faint, and the people around her were shocked, everyone saw Yue Xiaohuan stop her hand, why was this Yuru so seriously injured?

Seeing this scene, Yue Xiaohuan had to clench her fists and chuckle lightly.

She didn't even open the blade of this bamboo sword, how could she hurt people? In order to provoke Qin Yan to become an enemy of herself, this Yuru really did everything she could.

"Yue Xiaohuan, you are really hidden, you can repel Senior Brother Lu Yi with a sword, and now you are hurting people with your sword qi! Awesome! ”

A sour voice sounded in the crowd, and Bai Zhenzhen showed a smile, which made Yue Xiaohuan feel sick for a while.

"Yue Xiaohuan, I remember I said that no one can touch her at all!"

Qin Yan was holding the unconscious Yuru, his face was already black at this time, his tone was extremely cold, and his eyes were bursting with a strong killing intent.