The head of the Ice Silk Rope has a small metal ball, and by inertia, the metal ball turns around the iron chain several times and is tied to the iron chain.

As soon as Tang Muling pulled the rope, the person rose, and then turned over beautifully, and easily stood on the chain, although the group of ancient warriors were brushed down by her, but at this time they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Lin Tian was also amazed, drew his sword and made a move, threw the rope to save himself, and the whole process was calm and orderly.

However, Lin Tian didn't have time to stop and cheer for her, but continued to run to the other side. Tang Muling didn't stop after coming up, and as soon as he shook the rope and withdrew it, the person ran out.

Seeing that Lin Tian was about to go ashore, Tang Muling couldn't catch up, she suddenly shook the Qingshuang Sword, and with a buzz, the long sword dragon roared, and Lin Tian suddenly felt an overwhelming sharp aura rushing behind her.

This kind of aura is most familiar to him, and as soon as he turned his head slightly, he saw countless sword rays, intertwined into a net of sword qi of death, slaughtering.

Sword Qi is rampant!

Lin Tian's eyes froze, this is the high-level ancient martial art of the Qingshuang Pavilion, the lethality is huge, and the range is wide, and the attack speed is fast, if it is on flat ground, Lin Tian can avoid it in any direction, but now it is on the iron chain.

He glanced at the cliff on the opposite bank, suddenly jumped forward, and deviated from the iron chain, Lin Tian fell like a parabola down the canyon.

"Lin Tian......" Tang Muling, who had always had a cold face, finally had a fluctuating mood, shouted, and then retracted his sword momentum, and at the same time threw out the ice silk rope, trying to pull Lin Tian. But it was too late, Lin Tian had already fallen into the clouds and mist, beyond the range of the rope.

"Damn, Brother Lin Tian jumped down!" The ancient martial artists who were watching the battle were also startled.

"This brother is too strong, admire, admire!"

Other ancient martial artists also had a lot of discussions, most of them admiring Lin Tian. But in this exclamation, there is a different voice.

"Hmph, if you can't get in, you will jump into the valley, stupid or not. But it was the long-haired man with a look of contempt and sneer.

Some ancient martial artists couldn't get used to it, and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Lin Tian has forced the Qingshuang Sword out of the sheath, you don't even have this qualification!"

"What's the use of this qualification, if you die, you have nothing, and in my future, anything is possible. "The long-haired man is straightforward and vigorous.

But as soon as he finished speaking, an ancient warrior suddenly shouted: "Look, what is that!"

The long-haired man was interrupted and very upset, but he still looked forward, and on the cliff on the opposite bank, a figure was stepping on a stone and jumping up quickly, like walking on the ground!

"It's Brother Lin Tian!" I don't know who shouted.

"It really is!" the crowd became excited.

Tang Muling stood on the iron chain, slightly relieved, and a smile appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared.

Lin Tian jumped to the cliff on the opposite bank just now, and then climbed up along the cliff, it was not difficult for him, the last jump, and finally reached the top, and then turned to look at Tang Muling, with a faint smile on his face.

Tang Muling flew quickly, came to the shore, jumped up, and then walked in front of Lin Tian.

She didn't make a move, but said lightly: "Although you passed, I still said that, you go back, even if you come in, Miss Xiao will not see you." ”

"Do you know why I'm here?" Lin Tian frowned slightly and asked.

"I don't know, I just know, you'd better go back. Tang Muling said flatly.

"Let him in. A voice came from afar.

Lin Tian turned his head to see that Tang Ziqing was standing in the distance, his expression was still as cold and arrogant as ever. He wanted to ask something, but Tang Ziqing had already turned around and left.

"Miss Tang, where is the venue of the Sword Appreciation Conference?" Lin Tian didn't chase after him, but asked Tang Muling.

Tang Muling stretched out his hand and pointed to a mountain in the distance, and said, "Climb over the ridge and go east, there is a large valley, which is the residence of the Qingshuang Pavilion cabinet and the location of the venue. This is a temporary passboard, and without it, someone will stop you halfway. ”

Lin Tian took the sign, nodded, then turned around and walked towards the inner mountain, just a few steps, Tang Muling suddenly said, "What are you cultivating, why can't my sword intent shake your heart?"

"Ancient Physique. Lin Tian left a few words and left without looking back, leaving Tang Muling with a thinking face, as well as those ancient warriors on the other side.

All the way through, the surrounding environment is not barren, on the contrary, there is a bluestone road leading directly to the inner mountain, on both sides of the stone road are planted with exotic flowers and plants, and the mist in the mountain moistens the flowers and plants to be extremely luxuriant. Qingshuang Pavilion is worthy of being a woman's sect, and it makes the cultivation place very beautiful.

The bluestone road leads to the inner mountain, on the hillside, there are a lot of tea leaves, the tea planted in this place must be the best, after the ridge, and go down, and finally see the valley that Tang Muling said in the distance.

Lin Tian was about to move forward, when two women jumped out from the side and blocked the way. Without waiting for the woman to speak, he immediately showed the temporary passcard, and sure enough, the woman stepped aside when she saw the token and gave way to the road.

Continue to walk forward, see the full details of the valley, the valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the middle is a very open valley, the valley is also planted with exotic flowers and plants, in the flowers and plants, there are wooden buildings.

A stream meandered out of the valley, and before he could get closer, Lin Tian felt a sense of coolness coming to his face.

"It's really a good place to escape the summer!" Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh, who said that these women were cultivating in Qing, and the environment here was not inferior to the villas and manors of any big family.

Look at those wooden buildings, which are so much better than those villas made of cement bricks.

Getting closer, a faint human voice came out of it, Lin Tian didn't care about enjoying the beautiful scenery, walked in quickly, and finally saw the source of the sound.

In the middle of the canyon is a flat square, which is still paved with bluestone. In the main part of the square, there were two rows of seats, on which many people were already sitting, and behind these people, they were all standing.

Those who can have seats on this occasion are naturally not low, and several ancient martial arts families are indispensable, as well as some famous people. The rest can only stand, in addition to the young children of the family, there are also some ancient warriors who have no sect, no faction, and no power.

In the middle of the room, there is a shelf, which is shaped to hold swords, but it is still empty. Guess what, this is where the Shadow Sword is placed.

Since the conference hadn't started yet, the scene was a little noisy, no one noticed Lin Tian's arrival, and he didn't want to attract the attention of others, so he quietly walked into the crowd of ordinary ancient martial artists.

The conference is not Lin Tian's concern, he only cares about where the eldest lady and the second miss are, the second miss has been here for a while, how is her physical condition? Also, how should the eldest lady deal with this so-called sword appreciation conference.

(End of chapter)