Above the sea of clouds, two blue-robed young men, one white and one black, stood with swords. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is setting in the west, and the wind is coming from the east, carrying white clouds.

The swarthy boy didn't move, and neither did the white-faced boy.

Until those clouds, which looked like cotton from a distance, drifted closer and turned into a thick fog, obscuring the figures of the two men.

"You said that you are the fastest in the North Courtyard, I won't argue with you about this......"

The swarthy young man, nearly six feet tall, with a layer of fluff on his lips, and a jet-black broadsword with serrated teeth on his shoulder, tried to pull his face and show depth.

"If you say bad things about my South Courtyard and slander my South Courtyard, I can also ignore ......"

"But you shouldn't stop us from joining the Guardian Society three times or twice!"

"Senior Sister Yun, it's everyone's !!"

Laugh at......

The white-faced young man laughed shamefully, the long sword in his hand was lightly fangned, and he paused word by word after holding a lotus-shaped sword flower.

"Wishful thinking!"

"Hmph! In that case, let's see the trick!!"

As he spoke, the swarthy young man's muscles bulged, and his broadsword was raised.

But at this moment, several sword lights suddenly shot out from the sky.

"You are despicable, you are called a man!"

The swarthy boy was shocked when he saw it, he didn't expect that this was actually a trap!

"Huh?"

The white-faced young man was stunned, and turned his head to see that the person who came was indeed from the North Courtyard, which also made him a little surprised, he didn't call anyone?

"Senior Brother ......"

The sword light came in a blink of an eye, and the white-faced young man saw a familiar junior brother clearly, so he thought about letting them retreat first, and he was still not afraid of the swarthy boy.

But what embarrassed the white-faced young man was that it was indeed the junior brother he was familiar with, but his junior brother was not here to help him, not only did he lose the courteous appearance of the former senior brother and the former senior brother, but he also looked like he didn't want to pay attention to the white-faced boy at all.

"Senior brother, I will make amends with you in the future, there is a bastard who wants to rob our Senior Sister Yun of the identity of the core disciple, I will go to ......"

Several sword lights disappeared from this side of the sky in an instant, and only a confused word came out from one of the sword lights and reached the ears of the two of them.

The wind was slow, but the hearts of the two were in turmoil.

"How about fighting again in the future?"

"That's what I mean......"

"Wait a minute, the secret technique of combining two swords, can you?"

"You mean, how can I ...... with you?"

"I'll introduce you to the Guardian Association!"

"Uh, that's ......"

“......”

At this moment, the first peak of the Qingming Sword Sect was in a hustle and bustle.

All kinds of flying swords and books crossed the sky, flying everywhere.

In the north courtyard of the outer gate, two people combined, three people formed a formation, and a hundred people formed a river, and they left the residence with a roar.

In the south courtyard of the outer gate, the giants are running wildly, the ghosts are shadowed, the void is drawn, and the stones are arrayed......

At this moment, nearly one-third of the outer disciples became crazy, until the remaining two-thirds of the disciples were surprised to find that the original Dao cultivation of who was already so profound and powerful......

............

............

In front of the Dharma Hall, more and more people gathered in the Dharma Transmission Square.

The bronze crane glass bell is still ringing with the wind.

"The disciple of the Deacon Hall has already revealed the news, that person has indeed entered the Dharma Palace, and his cultivation is not more than the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, and he can't even look like a beginner sword master......

"The sixth layer of condensing qi?the core disciple of Zixiao Peak?What are you kidding?The personal inheritance of the other six peaks is not the peak of foundation building!"

"Why is he!"

"Hey, it seems that Liu Yun'er is really in big trouble this time......

"Who said it wasn't, but the Liu family is a thousand-year-old family of immortal cultivators, with a big family and a profound heritage, and the ancestors have even produced three core disciples of each peak, if they hadn't all died early, I'm afraid they would have dominated Qingming a long time ago......"

"Yes, yes, yes, don't mention those, just say the old lady of the Liu family, that ...... Tsk......"

"Uh, I don't care what you say, I just want to know, what about Goddess Liu? where is she? Didn't she come?"

"You think too much, Liu Yun'er is not in the sect at all, and it was only the protector god she left in the sect who appeared before......"

"No, what about a ghost?"

"Don't say that, Goddess Liu's protector god is also extremely beautiful, oh, by the way, what about the protector god?

"Don't look for it, she's back to Zixiao Divine Domain......"

"Why?"

"How do I know!"

“......”

There are hundreds of people, all kinds of people, among these people, there are mixed fish and dragons, and they are really here for Liu Yun'er, and only half of them are here, and most of them are just to see the excitement.

In the crowd, the shadowy boy also received a flying sword message.

Around him, the people around him looked at the smile on the face of the gloomy young man, glanced at each other, and all had some doubts.

The young man is a side branch of the Liu family, and everyone echoes him, which is also because of this.

Before, when the young man said about the Dharma Protector God, although they also agreed with it, but in fact, they still didn't care, they were the disciples of the Venerable One, this identity was true.

No one is born with a profound cultivation, and is born with a protector of the Dharma, and His Holiness does not return to the mountain, even if they jump again, what use can they use to take people down? How is it possible!

I didn't see that there hasn't been a heavyweight until now.

Therefore, they followed the young man, and they were just going up and down, and they didn't really want to pass on the Venerable to others with these people.

However, looking at the smile that the young man had shown after receiving the flying sword message, they were puzzled.

Is it to assassinate someone?

Being able to be kept by the shadowy boy has already proved the ability of these people to figure out their minds.

Although these people usually don't get along, they are actually the most familiar with each other, and they know each other's thoughts with a look.

The next moment, these people retreated without leaving a trace.

They don't want to be the knife that kills people.

The IQ of the shadowy teenagers is in arrears, but they are not crazy.

Assassinating the core disciples of the sect is far from being done as soon as you die.

Heavenly Sword Hall has a disciple of the Imperial Spirit lineage, and it is not more difficult to catch a ghost than to kill an ant.

Squeak......

At this moment, the door of the originally closed Hall of the Dharma opened.

An old man in a yellow robe who was not angry and arrogant walked out.

There was no wind chime, and an overwhelming coercion swept away everyone in the square.

Buzz Buzz......

The conch reverberated with a wonderful rhyme.

For a while, millions of outer disciples were silent in an instant.

The white clouds in the sky were still there, and the underground enchantment was circulating, and everyone was like being hammered, and at the same time they stopped suddenly.

Looking at the old man who was not tall, a small part of the crowd didn't think about it, turned around and left.

It's just a bustle, they don't want to make the elder angry for no reason.

"What?

Elder Zheng's fiery voice raged out.

The next moment, the million sword light didn't hesitate anymore, and in an instant, it flew away.

Hong Ming came here, naturally there is a reason, in the outer gate, crazy Zheng, Elder Zheng's words are more effective than the words of a Venerable.

Respect the teacher!

It's really not just four words, it's fused into the depths of the bone marrow of every disciple of the Qingming Sword Sect!

"Elder Zheng!"

The crowd dispersed, and the young man suddenly stood stupidly on the spot, as for the people who had been staying by his side before.

I'm sorry, whether it's settling with the Liu family or befriending the inner brother, here, I really can't afford Elder Zheng's words.

"What?"

On the Dharma Transmission Square, there are less than 100 people, all of whom are inner disciples of each peak, they have grown up in the inner gate since they were children, and their master is not Elder Zheng.

Although they can't disobey Elder Zheng's words, they don't have to care too much, besides, most of them just happen to be here, and most of them come here to do business in the Dharma Palace.

"I want to see ...... Shaofeng main ......"

The young man gritted his teeth and hung his head.

"Huh?"

Elder Zheng looked coldly at the Yin Fei Boy, the disciple of Zixiao Peak, the Liu family, he instantly saw the details of the Yin Ying Youth, could he still not know the Yin Ying Boy's plan now?

"Tell me what's the matter!"

Elder Zheng's cold voice sounded in the ears of the young man, which surprised him very much.

He didn't understand why this Elder Zheng spared no effort to help the person he had only met for the first time.

But the arrow is on the string, and he has to send it, and the young man can only bite the bullet.

"Zixiao Divine Domain can't be without an owner for a day, the Lord of Shaofeng doesn't have a Dharma Protector, or ......"

"Ahem......"

Just as the young man was halfway through his words, he suddenly heard a crisp cough from behind Elder Zheng.

He looked up and found a handsome young man in brocade, with his right hand under his nose, slowly walking out.

Looking at this young man, the young man thought of something, and suddenly two essences burst out in his eyes.

It's just, what's the shy expression on the young man's face, why is it so much like what he often makes when he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

Is it impossible?

Something came to mind in his heart, but the young man immediately threw out that crazy thought, how could there be a protector god with a dirt bun!

"Ahem, Dharma Protector, is this it?"

Liu'er smiled, waved his hand behind him, and a looming pitch-black dragon with a length of more than 100 zhang became clearer and clearer.

Rise!

As if jumping from the unreal to the reality, hovering above the head of the six ears, above the Hall of Laws, Mo Jiao's two crimson eyes stared at the gloomy young man, and a long roar roared out.

In the next moment, not only the remaining one hundred and ten disciples on the field, but also Elder Zheng, and the million disciples who didn't fly far, and even farther away, more people, all saw that peerless demon Jiao with teeth and claws, full of anger!

Liu'er wrinkled his nose, he suddenly smelled a foul smell, looked around, but found that the gloomy young man was looking at him with fear on his face......