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Autumn is already strong, and the mountain breeze is extremely bleak, especially on a high cliff.

The blue sky on the opposite side is like a wash, the distant mountains are picturesque, and the clouds and mist are shrouded under the feet, and in front of Lin Tianheng and Lin Ziqing is a bottomless abyss.

At this time, more than two months have passed since the battle between Lin Ziqing and Ye Gucheng Wangfuzhong, Lin Ziqing has completely stabilized the realm and completely digested the harvest of that battle, so she ushered in the strongest battle in the true sense of this realm, and her opponent is Mu Daoren and a group of ghosts under him.

Mudaoren violated the rules of Wudang and secretly married a wife and had children, so he had to give up the position of Wudang in charge.

Only those who have "died" once can join Ghost Hills, so they are a real group of outlaws.

The location of the Ghost Villa is very secretive, otherwise it would never be possible to protect this group of lonely ghosts in the Villa, but in front of the more powerful invisible people, all the secrets of the Ghost Villa will soon be gone, including its secret location.

Thinking of the invisible man, Lin Tianheng thought of Wu Ming, who had practiced the "Cihang Sword Codex" for half a year, he seemed to be a little weird, the whole person was quiet like a piece of wood, at first glance there was a feeling of great virtue and high monk, extremely weird.

"Looking at the sword masters in the world, the strength of the old sword handle in this villa is the best in the world, and he has a lot of helpers, this battle must not be taken lightly." Lin Tianheng explained.

Lin Tianheng once discussed with Wu Ming about the world's swordsmen, Wu Ming also thought that the Mudao people should be the first, just because he himself did not use swords, although Gong Jiu used swords, but he was still under the Mudao people in terms of swordsmanship alone, so Lin Ziqing's opponent in this battle would be the Mudao people, and Gong Jiu's kind of perversion is not good, although it is just some special hobbies, but it will inevitably bring bad children.

Hearing this, Lin Ziqing nodded solemnly, and then turned his head to look at the deep ravine, someone is coming!

There were white clouds in the blue sky, and there were also white clouds under the ravine, and a person suddenly appeared between the clouds, and he stood there in the air, exuding a cold and cold aura around him, like an ethereal ghost.

Of course, this person is not a ghost, and his martial arts are by no means enough to support him to stand in the air, Lin Ziqing looked at the curling white clouds under his feet, and seemed to see something strange.

This man came quickly, as if he were walking in the wind, like a ghost, and his face was already visible in an instant.

However, he has no face, his face has been flattened by his own sword, he is the soul envoy of the Ghost Villa, Shi He!

Shi He is a disciple of the Mudao people, twenty years ago, his prestige was still above the current head of Wudang Shi Yan, and he is the most prestigious swordsman of the Wudang faction!

Compared with Shi Yan, Shi He at that time had more hope of inheriting the Wudang Dao system, but an accident forced him to give up his position as the head of the house, and then he even self-destructed, faked his death and escaped, and incarnated as a soul envoy to establish this ghost villa with his master Mu Daoren.

Lin Ziqing suddenly saw this hideous and terrifying face, it seemed that even her legs were a little weak, and she almost fell into the ravine, but then she stabilized her mind, because she saw the sword in Shi He's hand!

Shi Crane stared at the two people who suddenly arrived, a pair of eyes looked like a crater that had just erupted from lava, hot and dangerous, he didn't speak, he didn't have to speak, the sword in his hand was what he wanted to say.

There are dead people in Ghost Villa, and there is only one way for people without a contract to enter the village, and that is death!

A little cold mangwu appeared among the white clouds, like a meteor across the sky, and with a snort, an incomparably sharp sound suddenly broke out in the air!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the white clouds, shooting out a thunderbolt like a match, of course, it was difficult for the white clouds to give birth to thunderbolts, and some only had a sword light like lightning breaking through the sky!

Although Shi He's sword is far inferior to Ye Gucheng's unparalleled "Flying Immortals from the Sky", it is enough to beat nine out of nine swordsmen in the world.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Ziqing felt Sen Han's sword qi rushing towards him, such a fast sword!

"Choking" There was a long roar, Lin Ziqing's sword was unsheathed, and the sword light like the rainbow of autumn water suddenly lit up, and the wooden sword in her palm was finally replaced with a sharp blade, Qiuhong sword!

This sword came from Lin Tianheng's Hidden Weapons Pavilion, and it was a treasure weapon that only the grandmaster level could wear, which was enough to defeat all the divine weapons in the world.

Lin Ziqing's sword is not unusual, and there is no change between moves, but it is too fast, incredibly fast!

The two swords intersected, the sword qi roared, and the two brilliant sword lights twisted in the air, and immediately the thunder sounded, and Shi He's long sword was broken in response, and then a bright blood flower bloomed in his throat.

Lin Ziqing put away her sword indifferently, there was no sadness or joy in her heart, her sword was sharper than Shi He, and her sword was faster than Shi He, so it was Shi He who died.

Shi He whimpered twice, but he couldn't speak, and fell into the abyss with a soft foot, truly becoming a ghost.

Lin Ziqing flew down and landed on the steel cable between the white clouds, which traversed the cliffs on both sides, like a bridge from the earthly world to the ghost gate.

The steel rope is very slippery, the mountain wind is very strong, people walking on it, like a candle in the wind, but Lin Ziqing's steps are very steady, and soon she found a bamboo basket hung on the steel cable with a pulley iron hook, and she easily reached the opposite cliff with the bamboo basket.

Before Lin Ziqing arrived, Lin Tianheng had already arrived, there may be no one in this world who can sweep the distance of a hundred zhang, but he is an exception, in fact, as long as he makes good use of the wind, any great grandmaster can do it.

It's just that this battle belongs to Lin Ziqing alone, so Lin Tianheng didn't show up and just fell far away.

"Ah, how can there be a little sister here, is it a newcomer brought back by the soul? But where did the hook go? Lin Ziqing didn't take a few steps before she met a girl dressed in red, she didn't look much older than Lin Ziqing, and her big black eyes looked carefully at the strange little girl in front of her.

"My surname is Ye, my name is Ye Ling, and everyone else calls me Xiao Ye, but you have to call me Sister Xiao Ye." Ye Ling suddenly smiled, and her smile was very sweet, especially when she said the words "Sister Xiao Ye", her eyes had already narrowed into a slit.

Ye Ling has always been the youngest person in the villa, and now that she has the opportunity to be a sister for the first time, of course she is overjoyed.

Lin Ziqing's face changed slightly, Lin Tianheng had only told her that there was a group of vicious outlaws in the Ghost Mountain Villa, but she looked at the innocent girl in front of her, and she didn't look like the so-called vicious gangsters.

Lin Ziqing, who was at a loss, looked around for Lin Tianheng's figure, but Lin Tianheng had already hidden his figure, and she couldn't find it.

"Are you here for someone?" Ye Ling couldn't help but ask when he saw Lin Ziqing's movements.

"I'm most familiar here, who are you looking for, just tell me, I'm sure I can take you to find it!" Lin Ziqing was silent, and Ye Ling continued, patting his small chest as a guarantee.

"Old knife handle." Lin Ziqing slowly spit out four words, and at a loss, she could only remember that Lin Tianheng had called the owner of the Zengdao Villa as the old knife handle.

Hearing this name, Ye Ling's face suddenly froze.