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Standing at the bottom of the cliff in the valley, looking up at the cliff where there was almost no end in sight, Lin Sha's face smiled indifferently......

The tall and burly body suddenly flew into the air, as if the roc spread its wings and soared into the sky, and when the body was stranded in mid-air, it was dozens of feet away from the ground.

Stretching forward with his right foot on the slippery mountain wall lightly, Kuiwei's body rose to the sky again as light as nothing, so that there was a chain of feet to point out, and his body was like a flying bird rising rapidly along the cliff wall as high as hundreds of zhang, but in just half a cup of tea, his tall Kuiwei figure had rushed to the top of the cliff, and his feet landed steadily.

His face was not red or panting, and his expression was calm, as if he was standing on the top of the cliff and watching the scenery.

Turning his head and glancing at the bottom of the cliff where the white mist was shrouded and he couldn't see the true face, he chuckled and shook his head and walked slowly, the long shirt on his body hunted in the howling wind on the top of the cliff, and his back was straight like a javelin standing upright to the sky, but his temperament was ethereal, like a fairy.

The back mountain is a forbidden place for immeasurable factions, and it is located in the middle of nowhere, and there is no figure to be seen.

He didn't care, when he followed the young disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect before, he had already memorized the path he had come, and it was not a problem to find the past slowly.

……

"Senior Brother Zuo, is the atmosphere of your Eastern Sect so weird?"

At this time, the Sword Lake Palace was quite popular, and as the time for the sword competition between the Eastern and Western Sects of the Boundless Sword Sect was approaching, the disciples of the Western Sect finally rushed to the Sword Lake Palace of the Boundless Mountain under the leadership of the head Xin Shuangqing.

It's just that what Xin Shuangqing didn't expect was that Zuo Zimu, who had always been high-spirited and always remembered to be sarcastic when they met before, was rare and silent this time. It made her a little uncomfortable, and the tone of her voice was very impulsive.

"Senior Sister Xin, Hugh has succeeded in her tongue!"

Zuo Zimu was hit by Lin Sha, and his mental state has not been very good recently. It doesn't mean that he will be weak in front of his 'competitors', and his face is not angry: "After the disciples under him have fought each other." You will know how big the gap between the two of us is! ”

"Hmph, who wouldn't talk big?"

Xin Shuangqing didn't let it go at all, a mature and beautiful woman's delicate face was as cold as frost, and she snorted angrily: "Wait until the disciples see the real chapter in their hands!" ”

"Then we'll see!"

Zuo Zi Mu Lianlian sneered, but in a blink of an eye, he didn't know what he thought, and his face cushioned Xin Shuangqing and admonished seriously: "Senior Sister Xin, before our two sects compete in swords, you still have to restrain your disciples, so as not to make any mistakes, I can't help!" ”

"Senior Brother Zuo, what do you mean by that?"

Xin Shuangqing's face changed slightly when he heard this. Feng Mu glared at Zuo Zimu fiercely.

"That's all I say, it's your own business whether the junior sister listens or not!"

Zuo Zimu was angry in his heart, and secretly said, I kindly remind you that you really don't know the hearts of good people.

But when he thought of the terrifying figure again, the anger in his heart instantly dissipated cleanly, and he felt bored and suddenly lost the mood to argue, and turned around and left without looking back.

Xin Shuangqing looked at Zuo Zimu's back as he gradually moved away, and for some reason he had an inexplicable feeling of a rabbit dying and a fox hurting his life.

……

Somewhere in a small forest outside the forbidden land behind Wuliang Mountain, a pair of wild mandarin ducks are chirping at me, I am so intimate.

"Senior Brother Yu, the atmosphere in your Sword Lake Palace is so weird!"

A coquettish woman's voice came out. Suddenly, a rough male voice laughed, and teased: "What's weird about junior sister, let me touch it!" ”

"Oh, senior brother, I really hate it to death, people are talking about business!"

The woman snorted coquettishly. followed the male voice and laughed softly, and then turned back to the topic.

"What kind of atmosphere is weird or not, it's not that a few days ago, the six-bag disciples of the beggar gang were so arrogant that they annoyed the master, if it weren't for the fact that the master had a large number of people, I was afraid that the kid would have died many times......"

The rough male voice didn't know if it was stupid and bold or nervous. Even the role of his master Zuo Zimu, who has a headache, can be dismissed casually like a scoundrel in his mouth.

"Yes. You ask Zuo Zimu to come over and try it, I promise not to kill him, a guy who has no way to teach him! ”

An indifferent voice sounded suddenly. Interrupt the boasting of the gruff male voice in the grove.

"Who?"

There was a loud shout in the forest, and a sound of messy footsteps came out, and two disheveled figures of men and women staggered out.

"Is that you?"

In front of him was a middle-aged man, holding a long sword with a hideous face, but when he raised his eyes and saw the burly figure in the middle of nowhere, his face suddenly changed greatly, and his feet fell to the ground with a soft plop.

"Beware of the misfortune that comes out of your mouth!"

Lightly glanced at the immeasurable sword disciple who was kneeling in front of him, his hair was scattered and embarrassed, Lin Sha had no interest in doing it, but only gave a faint warning.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's me gibberish, it's me gibberish!"

The middle-aged male disciple of the Boundless Sword Sect still has the prestige he had before, he was even more pug than a pug, and he nodded again and again with a flattering smile, and almost pasted the word 'dog cai' on the door of his head.

The woman with a gorgeous posture next to her was stunned, and for some reason her legs and feet were weak and fell to her knees, looking at Yu Guanghao's performance with a blank face.

"I'm too lazy to bother with a guy like you, next time I meet you again, I will bear the consequences!"

When the last negative word was spoken, the voice was already ethereal, and when Guanghao and Ge Guangpei raised their heads, there was still that tall and burly figure in front of them, and their faces suddenly turned pale with fright!

"Yu, Yu, Senior Brother Yu, this, this is, yes, who is it?"

Ge Guangpei, who was quite a bit of a look, looked frightened, and asked in a trembling voice with frightened eyes.

"That's it, that's it, it's the one who is a beggar gang, a gang of six, six bags of disciples!"

Yu Guanghao's face turned pale, his body trembled, his head was full of embarrassment, how could he still have the arrogance when he laughed with his junior sister just now, it was like a stupid chicken with a frightened head, only Mu Ran nodded with a frightened face.

……

In Jianhu Palace, Zuo Zimu sat in the first place with a majestic face.

"Master, our preparations have been very sufficient, just waiting for heroes from all walks of life to go up the mountain!"

A young disciple was standing respectfully at the bottom and said honestly.

"Okay, let the disciples below not slack off, this gathering of heroes is a rare opportunity for my Infinite Sword to show his face, don't mess it up!"

Zuo Zimu showed a satisfied smile on his face, nodded and commanded softly.

"Yo, Lao Zuo, you're busy with business!"

At this moment, an ethereal and uncertain indifferent voice suddenly sounded, startling Zuo Zimu and the disciples of the report, whose faces changed greatly, and instantly drew their swords in their hands.

"Who is it?"

Zuo Zimu's face was pale and ugly, and he was even more frightened and uneasy in his heart, he didn't even notice that he was being bullied so closely, if he ......

"It's only been half a month, Lao Zuo, you are really forgetful!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, as if teleportation had appeared, and sat firmly in the guest chief position, teasing with a chuckle.

"Yes, yes, it's Lin Shaoxia!"

Seeing the nightmare-like burly figure, Zuo Zimu suddenly smiled bitterly, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground and he was nervous, waved his hand to signal the stupid disciples under the seat to leave quickly, with a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, and said with a dry smile: "Overreaction for a while, Lin Shaoxia must not be surprised!" ”

"If I'm surprised, I'm afraid that you won't be able to stand and talk now!"

Lin Sha laughed, waved his hand and said calmly: "I don't bother to say nonsense, I took advantage of the Infinite Sword last time, and this time I came over ......"

……

Time passed in a hurry, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, the Boundless Sword Sect's Sword Lake Palace was at its peak, and the five-year Boundless Sword East-West Sect Sword Contest had begun.

The "Boundless Sword" was originally divided into three sects: east, north and west, the northern sect has been declining in recent decades, but the east and west sects are both prosperous. "Wuliang Sword" was created in Nanzhao Wuliang Mountain during the Tang Dynasty after five dynasties, and the head of the family lived in Wuliang Mountain Jianhu Palace.

Since the Great Song Ren was divided into three sects, every five years, the disciples of the three sects competed in the Jianhu Palace, and the winning one had to live in the Jianhu Palace for five years, and the sixth year was re-examined. Of the five sword fights, the winner of three wins.

In the past five years, although the loser has tried his best to study in order to wash away the shame in the next sword meeting, the winner will not dare to relax at all. Beizong won forty years ago and stayed in the Jianhu Palace, five years later defeated out of the palace, the head of the family was angry and led the people to move to Shanxi, after that he no longer participated in the sword competition, and the east and west sects did not communicate with each other.

In the past 35 years, the East and West have won and lost each other. The Eastern Sect is better than four times, and the Western Sect is better than twice.

Lin Sha sat at the head of the guest seat, leisurely watching the extremely boring competition in the field.

The elite disciples of the Infinite Sword East and West Sects have been fighting fiercely, and the sword and sword moves are complex and exquisite, but in his eyes, there is nothing to break.

With him, it was Zuo Zimu, the head of the Eastern Sect who was sitting in the first place, at this time he had no intention of watching the disciple competition, and his thoughts had already drifted to the newly acquired thirty-six fast sword, if it weren't for the fact that the sword competition between the East and West Sect was already a tradition, and it was related to the face of the Eastern Sect, he wanted to stop the sword competition directly.

Nothing is more important than improving strength, even the East and West Sects are more important than swords!

There is no doubt that Zuo Zi Mu Xin's thirty-six fast sword was given by Lin Sha free of charge to make up for his previous arrogant and domineering mistakes.

After achieving the goal of this trip, he is still very generous.

As for these thirty-six fast swords, it was the point of the fast sword swordsmanship that he obtained in the Luding world, Zuo Zimu saw that he had obtained a treasure, and the resentment in his heart had already been thrown out of the clouds, and he was full of the thirty-six fast sword swordsmanship that was even more subtle and immeasurable.

Laugh at!

Just as everyone's eyes in the palace were attracted by the competition on the field, they pinched a cold sweat for the middle-aged man who was one less than one year in the competition, and saw that the two of them had already divided the winner and loser, but the handsome young man sitting at the end of the guest seat suddenly sneered, which immediately attracted the attention of all the present.

This is Duan Yu, one of the lucky duo in the Tianlong world?

Lin Sha smiled and looked over, and felt that it was not very good, just an ordinary powerful son, of course, the Buddhist meaning on his body was a little stronger...... (To be continued.) )