Ethereal Peak Vulture Palace, in the main hall, Dugu Qiufu stared at the young man sitting on the throne and asked slowly.

"Are you the Lord of the Vulture Palace, the Evil Venerable?"

The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a slender figure, wearing a white robe, looking like a rich boy more than a martial arts master, if it weren't for the two sides of the throne, everyone in the Xiaoyao faction, including the three masters, stood respectfully on both sides, Dugu almost couldn't believe it, this young man was the Xiaoyao evil venerable who had made the entire martial arts frightened in the past hundred years.

However, when he thought of the three masters with an ageless appearance, he was also a little sudden, and it was estimated that he was an ageless old monster.

Listening to Dugu's question, the young man opened his eyes suddenly, and Dugu felt that the entire hall was bright, and there seemed to be two white rays flashing in his eyes.

"Are you ready to lose?" With his hand on the side of his face, Mo Wen stared at the old man with white hair and beard, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, and asked lightly.

"Good!"

Dugu asked for defeat but did not answer, but held the wooden sword behind his back.

"It's enough for your internal cultivation to let me use the sword!"

There was a long silence, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, and the pride of each other made them not admit that they would lose.

"Come with me! You can't do it here! ”

Mo Wen stood up, tiptoed, and the whole person floated out of the hall like a gust of wind.

Looking at the pace of fireworks, the corners of Dugu's mouth involuntarily showed a smile, this kind of pace he had also seen in other people in the Xiaoyao faction. But it was the first time he had seen it in such a way.

Immediately, he did not slack off, and chased him out. Holding the wooden sword in his hand, his heart began to boil.

--Finally, there is an opponent who can give me all my strength and an opponent who can make me taste defeat.

The two of them shuttled through the forest one after the other, and went straight up the mountain road, and after a while, they came to the top of the Ethereal Peak.

Looking at the mist-shrouded mountaintop, Mo Wen stopped. Suddenly turned around and smiled softly: "How is it?" It's a great place to bury bones! ”

Dugu also smiled and looked at the sea of clouds outside the sky. said: "It's good, it's very suitable for your identity as the master of the free faction!" ”

Mo Wen shook his head, and then said, "Before the war, I have one condition. Can you listen to it? ”

Dugu frowned. "Speak!"

"I won this battle, I want your Dugu Nine Swords!"

Cracking his mouth with disdain, Dugu was stunned for a moment, and there was a contempt in his eyes when he looked at Mo Wen.

"Another guy who covets advanced martial arts, don't you know that only martial arts that are really suitable for you are the strongest?"

Mo Wen smiled.

"Yes, only the martial arts that really suit me are the strongest, so I want to create my own set of kung fu to override all martial arts, and your lonely sword technique is qualified to be used as a stepping stone for my martial arts!"

"Haha! Interesting! It's the first time someone has told me that the old man's swordsmanship is suitable for stepping stones! ”

Dugu's face was grim. The wooden sword in his hand pointed at Mo Wen.

"If you want Dugu Nine Swords, you can get it yourself!"

The pinnacle of the Ethereal Peak. The clouds were filled, and Mo Wen and Dugu Qiu looked at each other quietly, as if time was frozen at this moment.

The next moment, the two shot at the same time.

"Six-vein Divine Sword!"

"Burst!"

The blazing and indestructible sword qi, the antelope hanging horns, and the ethereal and traceless long sword.

The sound of dragons and swords roaring came and went, and the sea of clouds outside the peak seemed to be surging because of this.

The figures are staggered, and the fists and swords intersect.

Vertical and horizontal, the moves are connected.

The battle lasted for a day and a night, and the sun set on the ethereal peak.

Listening to the roar on the top of the mountain, even the female lieutenant general Mo Wenjing was like a god, and Ah Zi also showed a few wisps of worry in her eyes.

At noon, I heard a loud bang, as if a figure had slipped from the peak, and all sounds stopped abruptly.

In the gradually dissipating clouds, a figure slowly walked out.

Looking at the white-clothed young man covered in blood and with a wooden sword stuck in his right chest, the group of girls exclaimed and surrounded him.

In the crowd, looking back at the Ethereal Peak, Mo Wen sighed.

"This time I lost a lot, not only did I not get the swordsmanship, but I also got injured."

"Dugu seeks defeat this old guy, and he really has some ability!"

"Old immortal bastard!"

"It's a pity—"

Generations of talented people have come out, and in the blink of an eye, decades have passed, and the new generation of martial arts masters has shown their prominence on the rivers and lakes, and the older generation has gradually faded away, and the ethereal and evil land has begun to be forgotten by people.

In the sixth year of Qingyuan, a book of nine yin scriptures came out, known as the treasure book in martial arts, rolled up bloody wind and rain on the rivers and lakes, the world's five masters gathered at the top of Huashan, on the sword to seize the scriptures, competing for the title of the first in the world.

I saw that on the top of Huashan Mountain, five figures rose and fell, there were Taoist priests, beggars, people from the Western Regions, scribes, and palace women, they sometimes fought each other, and sometimes they hit each other together, only to kill inseparable, and fought in the wind and snow for seven days and seven nights.

Then I saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly roared, and under the fierce fight, the internal force was not exhausted at all, and several palms were slapped out one after another, except for the palace woman, the other people were invincible, and they fell to the ground one by one, and the palace woman was also shocked to retreat a few steps.

looked around at the few people sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then saw the Taoist priest saying to the woman: "Mrs. Su, now there are only you and me left, and please ask Mrs. to make a move." ”

Mrs. Na Su shook her head and said, "I'm a woman, how can I be the opponent of Wang Zhenren, and the Nine Yin True Scripture is a real person." ”

With that, he walked straight to the side and crossed his knees to recuperate.

The Taoist priest frowned, when he just fought, he felt that this woman still had strength left, although it was estimated that she was not his opponent, but if she really fought together, it was not yet known who would kill the deer, but after all, the other party was a woman and child, and the sect to which she belonged was mysterious and abnormal, people should not, and they could not force their own shots, so although they were puzzled in their hearts, they still gave up their hands and walked down the mountain with the Nine Yin True Scripture.

But he did not see the pity in the woman's eyes.

"Wang Chongyang, the lord has already been released, no one but him wants to take the Nine Yin True Scripture away, you can ask for more blessings!"

Then he bowed his head and sighed, and said no more.

However, she did not notice that this subtle movement was actually seen by the scribe beside her, and the man looked down at her, and did not know what to ponder.

Since then, the Huashan sword has come to an end, and people respectfully call these five masters as 'East Evil, West Poison, South Su, North Beggar, Zhongshentong", among which 'Zhongshentong' martial arts are the first in the world. (To be continued......)

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