But it is precisely because of this that it has brought a monstrous disaster to Sword Sect Mountain.

After being killed by the ancestor of the Sword Sect Mountain, the ancestor of the demon clan was a half-step battle saint who personally killed the Sword Sect Mountain, and smashed a Sword Sect Mountain Zhanzun with one punch, except for three punches, he left angrily.

Since then, the fortune of Sword Sect Mountain seems to have been shattered by the power of the demon clan, and it has decayed all of a sudden, and until now, there has not been a single strong person who has returned to the grand occasion of the year.

Although the ancestor died, the Sword Sect Mountain could be regarded as the first sword cultivation holy place of the human race in the atrium realm.

Although there was no Zhan Zun in charge, the several sword qi arrays in the gate were very powerful, and no one dared to go to the Sword Sect Mountain for a while.

However, after the fall of the three battle venerables of Sword Sect Mountain, the current head of Sword Sect Mountain knew that with the current strength of Sword Sect Mountain, it would perish sooner or later if it remained surrounded by second-rate forces.

Therefore, he single-handedly disagreed, and gave most of the secret swordsmanship skills in Sword Sect Mountain to those family forces who coveted the inheritance of Sword Sect Mountain for a long time, and then moved the foundation of Sword Sect Mountain from the realm of second-rate forces to the realm of third-rate forces, and occupied a mountain peak where the essence of heaven and earth was still strong - Luoxia Mountain, which can be regarded as the last first-line inheritance of Sword Sect Mountain.

Later, because of the fanning of the evil people in the heart of the sect, the head of the sect was punished for the crime of moving the mountain gate without authorization and leaking the 10,000-year inheritance of the Sword Sect Mountain, and he was burned alive in front of the mountain gate of Luoxia Mountain by those elders of the Sword Sect Mountain.

Then the entire Sword Sect Mountain fell apart, and the elders of each Sword Sect Mountain cultivated to the average realm, but they were all ambitious, coaxing the inheritance of the entire Sword Sect Mountain, and they went outside to open a sect.

Only the true disciple of the head of the sect, Hong Yunyao, was left in the empty Luoxia Mountain, and there were only a few dozen people who followed him at that time.

But after the collapse of the sect, that Hong Yunyao seemed to have opened his mind, and he was as stupid as the master of the sect to turn the tide, and he actually cultivated from a small war general to the battle commander level within thirty years.

is worthy of it, and the eight-character comment that his head master gave him a long time ago "If you are wise and foolish, you will be a late bloomer!"

"If you want to talk about this Hong Yunyao, it is really a well-known figure, at the beginning, the elders of the Sword Sect Mountain who opened a sect outside thought that he had some secret skills in his hands, so they cooperated to force Hong Yunyao to hand over the secret skills, Hong Yunyao had no secret skills to speak of, so he could only fight alone against the three battle lords and the hundred war kings, and killed a dark sky, the sun and the moon were dark, and they simply killed those elders with bad intentions. ”

In the hall of the restaurant, an old man with hair like a chicken nest said with saliva and passion, only to hear a black-robed young man who had just come here on the other side stunned.

"Child, come to the altar again!!" the old man raised his hand and pulled his lips, and greeted him boldly.

The child with the towel on his shoulder trotted over with a slightly sad face, holding the wine jar.

"You dead girl's expression, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?!" the old man scratched his chicken nest head and glanced at the little boy unruly.

The restaurant boy glared at the old man and said, "When did you pay for it?!"

The old man's face was not embarrassed in the slightest, but he rightfully pointed to the black-robed young man opposite and said, "He will pay me the bill by designation, otherwise, my saliva will be in vain." ”

"Phew, you still have to be faced, Lao Huang, people are good at drinking tea by themselves, you have to come over to eat and drink, and say something that a seven-year-old child knows. The villager on the side of the wine table couldn't stand it, frowned, and said in a muffled voice.

"Yes, Lao Huang, you are also thick-skinned!"

"Young people who know the kindness of the pit people all day long, tell me about you, the reputation of our Luoxia Village has been ruined by you, a drunkard!"

The old man's behavior seemed to provoke the displeasure of a group of village drinkers around him.

"What's the noise, what's the noise! People themselves didn't speak, you are really the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry. In the face of everyone's accusations, the old man had no fear at all, but raised his chest and raised his eyebrows coldly.

The hotel boy frowned and looked at the black-robed young man, this outsider seemed to be a stuffy gourd, from the moment he entered the door, he only ordered a plate of peanuts and sake, his appearance was not ugly, and he looked at it with a little handsomeness, but it was ordinary in the crowd.

It's just that the eyes of this black-robed young man are extraordinarily bright, which makes people look at it, not why they feel a sense of weakness.

Han Ming grinned and smiled at the hotel boy, the smile was warm and naturally reassuring, and he said, "This old man's wine money is all counted on my head." ”

"Come on, it's still your juniors who know how to honor me, a helpless old man. The old man sat down with great pleasure, slapped the wine jar with his big hand, and drank it like a drunkard.

When the villagers and drinkers on the side heard what Han Ming said, they all smiled helplessly, and after secretly scolding the wronged head, they no longer cared about the fact that the two of them were willing to fight and suffer.

Han Ming pinched a peanut and chewed it carefully in his mouth, and then took another sip of sake before he asked again: "Old man, I see why so many sword cultivators have gathered in Luoxia Mountain in the past few days?!"

The old man burped, the smell of wine was filled, and said: "This, this is the Sword Sect Mountain Great Competition once every ten years, when the Sword Sect Mountain was disbanded, the various elders robbed a lot of the secret skills of the Sword Sect Mountain to open a sect outside, and Hong Yunyao opened the rules of the Sword Sect Mountain Great Competition in order to recover these secret skills." ”

"With the young and qualified sword cultivation disciples of each sect taking the stage to compete, with each family taking the inheritance of a secret technique as a bet, which disciple wins the first place, he can naturally take back all the secret skills. ”

The old man explained clearly in a few words, probably because the wine was a little stronger, and he spoke with a big tongue and sleepy eyes.

Click!

Han Ming put four or five pieces of bright Yuan Jing on the wine table, then got up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

Luoxia Village is under a small slope at the foot of Luoxia Mountain, and when you turn over the small slope, the graceful and colorful Luoxia Mountain suddenly appears in front of you.

The Zhenzi devouring character in Han Ming's body involuntarily drilled, he looked up at the towering Luoxia Mountain, and sighed: "It's so high!"

Laugh at!

In the distance, you can see that many sword cultivators who are walking with the sword have turned into countless colored lights, and they are attacking towards Luoxia Mountain.

Han Ming grinned, and walked steadily towards Luoxia Mountain.

Although he is also a sword cultivator, he does not belong to any branch of the Sword Sect Mountain, and he is afraid that he will be stopped by the guardians of the mountain gate when he climbs the mountain.

But fortunately, two days ago, Han Mingda heard another news, saying that for some reason, the Sword Sect Mountain of Luoxia Mountain was quietly summoning the Fu Array Master and making an appointment with a large amount of money.

Fu Array Master is the best reason for Han Ming to enter the mountain, and the deeper he goes into this Luoxia Mountain, the more excited the two Heaven Cutting Ancient Characters in Han Ming's body become, as excited as if he is about to see an old friend who has been reunited for a long time.

"Don't worry, if it's something someone else has, it's naturally not easy for us to take it, if it's an ownerless thing, then I'm going to do my best to get it. ”

The cool mountain peak slowly blew down in his face, Han Ming grinned pleasantly, did not change his face, he pedaled towards Luoxia Mountain and went to the stone steps in a dashing manner, his body became faster and faster, and in the end it was like an afterimage.