Mountains have nine layers, and so do clouds.

Legend has it that in the deepest part of the Nine Mountains, the source of the Nine Clouds, there is a mysterious sect.

However, no one has ever confirmed this legend, because none of the explorers who entered the mountain were able to get out of Kuju Mountain.

Gradually, the legends of the Jiuju Mountain Sect became more and more mysterious and mysterious in the eyes of these ordinary people.

But in fact, if you are also a cultivator, the Nine Peaks are not mysterious at all, because the Divine Sword Sect here is declining day by day, and it has long lost the glory of a thousand years ago.

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Tibetan Sword Peak, martial arts field.

Bang!

A slightly thin figure slammed off the stage.

The dust cleared, and it was a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, who was gritting his teeth at this time, and his eyes were a little scarlet looking at the top of the stage.

"Waste. A handsome young man on the stage stroked his cuffs and stared coldly at the young man who fell off the stage.

"I don't know what the sect master likes about him and accepts him as a righteous son. Someone in the audience echoed, "The former genius, the genius of the solid ninth layer, hahaha." ”

There are also disciples who flatter the handsome young man, "Senior Brother Zhou Yan is good, like you, I am afraid that this waste of Qianzhong is not even qualified to lift shoes for you." ”

Zhou Yan glanced at the disciple who said this, smiled faintly, and then turned his head to look at Qianju condescendingly.

"Do you know why I'm so heavy today?"

Blood and dirt mixed together and stuck on the young man's face, but he was unconscious, just stared at Zhou Yan fiercely and didn't speak.

"You shouldn't be so close to her. Zhou Yan did not shy away from it, and many people present heard it.

The audience knew who Zhou Yan was talking about.

There are even some disciples who want to go up and step on a thousand feet in person: "A waste wants to match her like a heavenly pride, it's just a fool's dream." ”

Zhou Yan rubbed his palms and threatened: "Give you a piece of advice, stay away from her in the future, I can not blame the past!." ”

"Don't you think about it!"

Qianzhong looked at Zhou Yan and gritted his teeth.

"Then I'll have to let you crawl back today. Zhou Yan sneered, and then lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the sect master's retreat went wrong, do you think there is still someone in the Divine Sword Sect who can protect you?"

Qianzhong's eyes became even colder when he looked at Zhou Yan.

It doesn't matter what happens to him, but if he says he's a godfather, that's not good.

Gritting his teeth, he rushed forward again.

"I can't help myself. Zhou Yan was very disdainful, "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you." ”

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhou is serious. ”

The onlookers in the audience not only did not stop it, but coaxed a red-clothed girl not far away: "Yan Yue, you used to like this waste very much, why don't you come forward to help." ”

"Shut up. ”

The red-clothed girl named Yan Yue in the crowd glared at the person who spoke, and then sighed in her heart, "It's really a shame, I have wasted so many years of expression on him." Continued, looking at Zhou Yan's gaze, it was inexplicably bright.

The result on the martial arts stage was not unexpected, Zhou Yan slapped it with one palm, and Qianzhong slapped it hard, vomiting blood and falling on the stage.

Zhou Yan stepped forward slowly and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, my young sect master." ”

The three words "Young Sect Master" were bitten very hard, causing the disciples in the audience to laugh.

Zhou Yan bowed down again and whispered in his ear: "One day, she will become my woman, and you ...... Ahh

Qianzhong suddenly raised his head and bit Zhou Yan's ear. A sharp pain came, Zhou Yan's face was hideous, and he suddenly clenched his fist and bombarded Qianzhong's chest with hatred.

"Boom. ”

The boy's body flew upside down against the ground, and then curled up on the ground and gasped in pain.

"I want you to die!

Zhou Yan pulled out his sword to the side as he spoke, a touch of anger flashed in his eyes, and he went straight to Qianzhong's chest.

Are you going to die?

It is better to die, so as to save the person who loses his father-in-law.

Chiju had closed her eyes.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't feel the sword pierce into my chest.

Instead, I vaguely heard a burst of exclamations around me.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, only to see a girl in white standing in front of him.

The girl's body is graceful, her skin is like snow, and her long silky hair is draped over the vest.

But Chie didn't have the heart to think about this at this time, he knew who was coming.

The girl stood in front of Qianzhong, and gently clamped Zhou Yan's sword with two fingers.

Seeing this scene in the field, the people around him who laughed at Qianju also closed their mouths, and their eyes were full of fanaticism and awe.

"Heh, do you think he can still get up?" only the woman in red had a look of disdain in her eyes and whispered disdain.

When Zhou Yan saw that the person who came was the beautiful figure he had been thinking about for a long time, the gloom in his eyes instantly dissipated.

But the next moment, his face became ugly, because he found that the girl seemed to be relaxed and freehand, but his sword was difficult to move, and he couldn't take it back or stab it.

"Ruoli, you shouldn't have come. Chiju behind him said weakly, with bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

"Senior Sister Ruoli, what do you mean by this?" Zhou Yan said.

Lin Ruoli didn't speak, and as soon as the hand holding the tip of the sword was forced, Zhou Yan's sword came out of his hand and came into the girl's hand.

The girl pointed at Zhou Yan: "Don't let me see you bullying him again in the future, otherwise you know the consequences." ”

"Senior sister, this waste is not worth your attention. ”

"In your eyes he's a waste, and in my eyes, you're not even a hair of his life. ”

"Senior sister, I heard that you urgently need the "Xuanbing Fruit" As long as you follow me, I can tell my grandfather and ask him to make an exception to give you one. Zhou Yan stared at the girl who was about to break out, rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Hearing the Xuan Bing Fruit, Lin Ruoli's eyes moved, and it was obvious that this was indeed what she had been longing for.

"Senior sister, I ......" Zhou Yan saw that her heart was moved, and when she was about to continue, the girl rushed to say:

"Get out!"

After speaking, he threw the sword in his hand, rubbed Zhou Yan's body, leaned into the ground, and shot a deep hole in the stone floor that was difficult to see the bottom.

Zhou Yan was frightened by the girl's hand, and at the same time, he couldn't understand why she didn't look at such an excellent self, but she cared so much about the ant-like existence.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood that slipped from his ears and from his cheeks, Zhou Yan glanced at the girl and Qianzhong with a complicated expression, then shook his hand fiercely and whispered:

Zonbi waited. Then he turned away gloomily.

Lin Ruoli turned around and helped Qianzhong up.

"You shouldn't have come. Chiju still said so.

But Lin Ruoli didn't speak, gently patting the dust on the young man's body, and then luckily, the jade hand glowing with water blue light pressed on his chest.

Chie knew that she was healing herself, so she closed her eyes and let it happen.

Seeing Qianzhong's silence, the girl spoke up instead, and said softly: "He is the grandson of the Great Elder, and he is also in the realm of Peiyuan, why should you accept his challenge." ”

The boy closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Lin Ruoli pursed her lips and thought for a while, and said, "Is it worth it?"

The boy still didn't open his eyes: "It's worth it." ”