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Just after twelve o'clock, a slightly feminine voice came from above the mountain road, followed by a mixed sound of footsteps.

In the shadow of a moment, dozens of figures appeared in everyone's sight.

Through the bright moonlight, Ji Lotian could clearly see the somewhat rude-looking man in the lead.

With a square-framed face and big horizontal meat, he is completely the image of a farmer's big brother, but his voice has a soft taste, which makes people have goosebumps all over his body when he listens to it.

The contrast between the voice and the image is too great.

However, the thirty or so people who followed behind the other party were much stronger than Yao Dashan's side.

It seems that Ji Letian has no impression of this person, and it is estimated that he will be eliminated at the beginning of the end of the world, so he doesn't have to care.

"Lao Jin, come so early today."

With a look in his eyes, Yao Dashan replied with a smile, but there was a feeling on his face that he was not smiling.

For Jin Kun, who is the strongest and most ruthless in the Huangshan base, Yao Dashan has no good feelings, but he will not easily offend the other party.

Although the other party's character is not very good, the power of the team is one of the best in the entire base, and the rest of the team bosses are also respectful.

"Aren't you afraid that Lao Yao is tired, yo, this brother is very kind."

replied casually, and Jin Kun's eyes quickly fell on the newcomer Ji Letian.

With a long sword on his back, he should have some skills.

Sister, why is Lao Yao's luck so ****, and he picked up a master again.

I don't know, can I pull the other party over.

For the winner Zimo who is one against ten, Jin Kun hates and loves, but unfortunately he just pulls out his sister to be a beauty, and he can't move the other party's indifferent expression, making him want to stuff the other party into the crotch.

If it weren't for Ying Zimo's support, Jin Kun would have merged Yao Dashan's team a long time ago, then he would have become the strongest person in the Huangshan base.

It's just that Ying Zimo's strength is strong, and he follows the movement of the large army on weekdays, so he can't find any chance to sneak attack at all. If he forced his move, it would be impossible to hide it from the other teams, and it would not be fun.

Although everyone secretly does something insidious, they turn a blind eye to each other. If it is put on the bright side, the rest of the big guys will definitely not mind falling into the well and attacking it in groups.

Reputation, that's all ****.

"Brothers, let's go, go back and drink."

didn't give Lao Jin a chance to talk to Ji Lotian, Yao Dashan waved his hand and walked to the top of the mountain with his brothers.

And Ji Lotian also directly ignored this weird boss, and his attention was all on a shadow of a tree in the middle of the mountain.

As everyone stepped up to the top of the mountain, the majestic halls flickered with dim candles, and with the occasional flashing figures, there was a sense of terror in the gloomy wind.

Well, the wind at the top of the mountain is indeed a bit strong.

Compared with the crowds of people in the past, the summit of the main peak of the entire Yellow Mountain seems to be extremely deserted and empty.

"The Boss is back."

"Welcome newcomers."

"There's a new person here, welcome."

......

Under the leadership of Yao Dashan, Ji Letian walked into a side hall, and a group of people came out of it, and it was roughly estimated that there were more than 30 people, including men and women, young and old, very enthusiastic.

By the dim candlelight, a group of people quickly fiddled, and a sumptuous banquet was soon presented in front of everyone.

"Come on, everyone, drink to your heart's content."

The brothers who were guarding the mountain gate were all seated, Yao Dashan picked up a large bowl of liquor, stood up and shouted loudly.

Here, you don't have to worry about any zombies attacking, let alone worrying about what zombies hear.

"Big brother, please."

"Thank you, big brother."

"Brother Xie."

……

A mixed response sounded, and everyone went on in one go, including the taciturn Ying Zimo.

In the midst of the commotion of everyone, some drunk and hazy Ying Zimo walked into the hall with a sword.

"Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and the battalion ......"

As Ying Zimo said the words, a faint golden light appeared on the sword dancing in his hand.

In an instant, the sword qi in the spacious hall was rampant, causing everyone to applaud.

And Ji Letian, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but stare in his eyes, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Poetry and Sword Immortal Inheritance.

At the beginning of the end of the world, the reason why Ji Letian chose the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal was because the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal did not need to practice the exercises at all. In an online game, it is equivalent to an additional powerful skill in the game account that does not need to occupy the skill bar.

In the two, the power of the Poetry Sword Immortal Inheritance increases with the strength of the immortal cultivators.

The most important point is that the power of the Poetry Sword Immortal Inheritance is beyond imagination, and in the end, it can even reach the realm of the real Sword Immortal.

Because, the poetry sword immortal is a real sword immortal.

In his previous life, Ji Lotian had obtained the posthumous work of a late Ning Dan immortal cultivator who had obtained the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal, which told some secrets of the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal, and one of the speculations was shocking.

At the beginning of the end of the world, as long as someone reads poetry, they can obtain the inheritance of poetry and sword immortals, and the power is varied.

With the passage of time, the number of immortal cultivators who obtained the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal gradually decreased, and the remaining immortal cultivators who obtained the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal became more and more powerful.

It's like the bloodline of an immortal, which was scattered to countless inheritors at the beginning. As the number of inheritors decreased, the immortal bloodlines converged to the remaining inheritors, allowing the strength of the inheritors to continue to increase.

When there is only one person left, that inheritor will obtain the entire immortal bloodline and become a new immortal.

Under such circumstances, some powerful and brain-filled inheritors of the Poetry Sword Immortal began to consciously hunt down the rest of the inheritors.

All the people who obtained the posthumous works of the Poetry Sword Immortal in Ji Letian's previous life were attacked and killed by the rest of the Poetry Sword Immortal inheritors.

Under the temptation of great strength, the iron law of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, which humans must not kill each other, is not binding at all.

You must know that according to that inference without any reason, it is very likely that the last Poetic Sword Immortal inheritor will become the new Sword Immortal.

Become an immortal, who can resist this temptation, even Ji Letian, who was reborn, can't.

It's no wonder that he hadn't heard of Ying Zimo when he came to the Huangshan base in his previous life, and he thought that he was hunted by the rest of the inheritors of the Poetry Sword Immortal.

There is no justice in the world, let alone in the last days.

"Brother Lu, how is it, do you want to show your hands?"

Patting Ji Letian on the shoulder, Yao Dashan smiled and teased, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"Brother Win's swordsmanship is superb, so I won't be ugly."

Shaking his head, Ji Letian said with a smile, but Yan Zhong showed a keen interest.

"Hey, let's learn from each other, so we don't care about anything else."

Seeing the meaning in the other party's eyes, Yao Dashan smiled even more in his eyes.

Obviously, there are two ways to do this.

"Okay, I'll try."

After refusing, Ji Letian, who was not good at refusing, flicked his fingers, and the Jinghong sword on his back let out a soft roar and fell into his hand.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

This hand made the eyes of the dozens of survivors who had experienced several battles around him light up.

Master, definitely a master.

"Huh."

As if breaking through the air, the Shocking Sword turned into a cold light and went directly towards the sword in Ying Zimo's hand.

"Ding."

Holding the opponent's sword, Ying Zimo, who was originally a little drunk, felt a strong force suddenly attack, and the whole person woke up.

This guy has some doorways.

"Brother Win, be careful."

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Ji Letian's figure flashed, and the shocking sword in his hand turned into a cold light to attack the other party.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort in his mouth, Ying Zimo's wrist turned quickly, and the sword in his hand shone with golden light, defusing the opponent's offensive one by one.

From an outsider's point of view, the two people fighting against each other are evenly matched.

Because, their eyes are basically a cold light, and they can't see who is who at all.

For them, Ji Lotian and Ying Zimo are both masters.

And the most pleasing thing is the boss Yao Dashan.

He really didn't expect that a survivor he recruited casually was a master who could be inseparable from the number one master in the team, Ying Zimo.

This luck is really amazing.

After a moment, the two of them suddenly stopped fighting, and their figures appeared in front of everyone.

I saw Ji Letian's long sword stabbed into Ying Zimo's chest, and Ying Zimo's long sword fell on the gap under Ji Letian's armpit.

The dangerous situation frightened the onlookers who had not yet come to their senses into a cold sweat.

They didn't understand how it suddenly became like this.

"I lost."

Putting away the sword in his hand, Ying Zimo said calmly, only a trace of frustration flashed in his eyes.

As his figure slowly receded, a small gash could be seen on the clothes on his chest, without the slightest trace of blood.

"Whew."

Looking at the little bare skin on Ying Zimo's chest, the onlookers couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The sword went a little further, but it was about to see blood.

"Concession."

An inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and the sword in Ji Letian's hand was quietly unsheathed.

When he was about to pierce the other party's chest, Ji Lotian stopped.

If the Thrilling Sword advanced one more point, Ying Zimo would definitely die on the spot, and there would be one less inheritor of the Poetry Sword Immortal in the world, but he still gave up.

Originally, in Ji Letian's calculations, Ying Zimo's sword would pierce his shoulder, and his sword would also 'miss' and kill the opponent by mistake.

But when the sword was about to penetrate his skin, Ying Zimo forcibly changed the trajectory of the sword blade, and Ji Letian's calculations were in vain.

Looking at this cold-faced and hot-hearted young man, Ji Lotian still didn't kill the killer in the end.

Keep it, keep it, anyway, this Ying Zimo may not be able to live for a few years, not to mention that Ji Letian does not rely on the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal to eat, his first goal is still the immortal mansion that is enough to change anyone's life.

The inheritance of the poetry and sword immortal is just his second insurance.

"Good. The two brothers are so humble that people should be white, let's continue to drink. ”

Yao Dashan, who was in a good mood, grabbed the shoulders of the two and laughed loudly.

With such a master who is not inferior to Ying Zimo joining, this Huangshan base is not their world.

An hour later, a bunch of drunken guys lay down in the side hall.

Ji Letian, who was lying on the table, opened his eyes and looked at the drunks around him, without the slightest drunkenness in his eyes.

After pausing at a certain figure, Ji Letian's figure shook and went straight out of the temple gate. (To be continued.) )