The ninth peak of the Sword Sect, snowflakes.

The ninth peak was as lonely and dilapidated as ever, and in front of the eight peaks of the Sword Sect, it seemed that it had no sense of existence at all.

Since the previous peak master sat down, the talents of the ninth peak withered, and they were repeatedly suppressed by the other eight peaks, and every time the sect recruited disciples, the talented disciples were divided by the eight peaks.

And the ninth peak is divided into people with mediocre qualifications.

When these people with mediocre qualifications go out, they have to bow their heads in front of the disciples of the Eight Peaks, and they are often bullied.

After a long time, even these people with mediocre qualifications couldn't stand it anymore and went down the mountain on their own and never came back.

The people of the Ninth Peak originally thought that after the emergence of a Ye Wushuang, the sect would change its attitude towards the Ninth Peak, but instead of thinking about it, they became more and more sad.

If it weren't for Elder Qingxuan's regular teachings, I'm afraid that some people in the Ninth Peak would have already questioned the sect.

After the snow, the ninth peak was even more deserted, even the crane that originally belonged to the ninth peak also ran away and ran to the first peak, because the first peak had a cold warding formation.

Elder Qingxuan was still meditating on the cold spring that was only a few zhang wide, and even the hustle and bustle within the Sword Sect at this moment could not disturb him.

And at this moment, a young man dressed in white appeared in front of him at some point.

The young man let the snowflakes hit his body, and his cold eyes slowly fell on Elder Qingxuan, just staring, not speaking.

Elder Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him with great calm, and said slowly after a while, "Do you know, what are you going for?"

"Kill!" the young man in white cherished his words like gold.

Elder Qingxuan was still extremely calm: "If you don't go back?"

"Then there will be no return!" said the boy.

Elder Qingxuan said, "Then you can go!"

The young man in white stopped talking, turned around and walked out, just took a few steps, slowly turned back and knelt down on one knee at the figure on the cold spring.

After the salute, he walked away!

After he left, Daoist Qingxuan opened his eyes again, looked up to the sky and asked himself, "Senior brother, does my ninth peak still have a future?"

A line of tears slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

It then melted into ice.

......

Outside the gate of the ninth peak, there were eight figures standing quietly, and no one spoke.

Before Ye Wushuang entered the Ninth Peak, they were all disciples on the huge Ninth Peak.

There are eight in total, starting from Gu Quan, the senior brother, to the junior sister Hua Ling.

And after Ye Wushuang came in, he ranked ninth, becoming the junior brother with the least seniority.

However, none of the eight senior brothers and sisters bullied him, and they all treated him as if he were his own brother.

They witnessed the entry of Wushuang, a little junior brother, and also witnessed the rise of the little junior brother who has always been taciturn.

And now will we witness the death of the little brother?

Hua Ling, the little junior sister in the eyes of everyone, covered her red lips and cried non-stop, her eyes were red, and tears flowed.

"Senior brother, can you not ...... Don't let the little junior brother go to the appointment?" Hua Ling wiped away a handful of tears and looked at Senior Brother Gu Quan with a helpless face.

When she cried, several people couldn't hold back their tears anymore.

The fifth junior brother clenched his fists and choked up: "It's okay to go, let me go, I'm a waste anyway." ”

He was framed by the people of the first peak in his early years, lost a leg, and became a cripple in the eyes of everyone.

"Yes, the little junior brother is the future of my ninth peak, if he has a case......" The fourth junior brother hugged the wine jar, and the wine was smoking.

"Shut up!"

Senior Brother Gu Quan scolded with a straight face, his eyes were slightly red: "This is the decision of the junior brother, and we can't change it......"

"Why not, as long as you knock the little junior brother unconscious and tie him up, can't you?" Hua Ling said with tears in her eyes.

Gu Quan said: "Can you beat the little junior brother?"

Hua Ling was dumbfounded for a moment.

Gu Quan smiled bitterly, quite self-deprecating: "If we can beat the junior brother, do we have to wait until now? If I am the opponent of the junior brother, the person who will fight today should be me!"

As he was talking, a white dress came softly.

"Little junior brother!"

The eight people suddenly shouted, their expressions extremely complicated.

The young man in white stopped, his cold gaze swept over the eight people one by one, and there was a trace of heat in the depths of his eyes.

"Take care of Elder Qingxuan!"

After that, the boy was about to leave.

"Wait......"

And at this moment, Hua Ling suddenly stopped him, and didn't know when he took out a sword box: "Little junior brother, this is your sword, bring it!"

Gu Quan walked over and opened the sword box.

After seeing the long sword in it, his face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help glaring at her viciously: "When will you ......?"

He clearly remembered that after this long sword was brought back by them, it was put away by the Qingxuan Dao Chief, and they were not allowed to give it to the junior brother.

But now it was stolen by the flower spirit.

Hua Ling was about to speak, but saw that the long sword in the sword box automatically flew into the young man's hand.

The young man raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Hua Ling in confusion: "How can this sword be here with you?"

"This is my ......," Hua Ling subconsciously wanted to tell about himself and Gu Quan's arrival in Dragon City.

However, he was interrupted by Gu Quan's cough: "Little junior brother, that, this is what Elder Qingxuan gave us money to let us redeem for you." ”

After that, he also glared at Hua Ling, and said with an unnatural expression: "Little junior brother, you give me the sword, use my sword......"

"No need!"

The young man in white shook his head slightly, holding the long sword and turning into a sword light that shot out from the ninth peak, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Senior brother, why do you keep stopping me and not letting me tell the truth?"

After he left, Hua Ling said unhappily: "Also, if the little junior brother knows the news that his brother is looking for him, he will definitely be very happy!"

"You, you, have you forgotten Elder Qingxuan's orders, the little junior brother's sword is a disaster-inducing thing, you ......"

When Gu Quan heard this, he looked at her with hatred: "Also, there are already two supreme giants who have gone to find trouble with the junior brother, do you want to kill him when you tell the junior brother at this time?"

Hua Ling's face suddenly turned pale when she heard this, and she was very happy.

......

The first peak of the Sword Sect.

At this moment, countless people have already gathered, and as far as the eye can see, the crowds are surging, but fortunately, the first peak venue is large enough, so the scene is not too crowded.

On top of the many seats, there are rows of incomparably large VIP seats, and on top of them are sitting a series of powerful figures.

The gaze of the person below occasionally swept over, and there was a look of awe in his eyes.

Because the people sitting above were the people of the Ten Supreme Sects, including the host of the Sword Sect.

Everybody is here for today's battle.

In contrast to the silence above the VIP seats, there was a lot of noise above the many seats below.

One of the sect's masters coughed dryly and asked, "Guess who can win this battle?"

"Nonsense, this is still a guess, this battle is naturally won by the first peak of the Sword Sect!" said another powerful man.

"Yes, I'll bet on the first peak to win!"

“......”

For a while, countless people expressed their attitudes, and most of them valued the sword of the first peak of the Sword Sect.

The previous head of the sect shook his head: "Nestled in, in fact, it is not, maybe you have not clearly understood these two people." ”

Just as he was about to show off his knowledge, an incomparably sharp sword intent suddenly swept across the sky, and this sword intent swayed upward, wanting to break through everything.

Countless people looked at today's advice that was getting closer and closer, and their hearts trembled: "Here, he's coming!!"

......

(PS: Chapter 4, today's update is complete, and the chapters that are owed will be made up in a few days.) ）