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Wu Qingfeng is no exception, he is recognized as a swordsman, obsessed with cultivating swordsmanship, and forgets about things and me.

Ever since he entered the Immortal Sect at the age of thirteen, he has been a taciturn gourd who only knows how to practice swords.

For more than ten years, the most seen scene by the disciples of the Immortal Sect was his sword practice on the cliff of Tibetan Sword Mountain.

He practiced swords on the cliff for six hours every day, for more than ten years, regardless of cold and heat, regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow, never stopped.

Compared to the genius names of other immortal list disciples, his talent was not so dazzling.

The most impressive thing is his obsession with kendo and his persistent cultivation.

This diligence makes everyone awe-inspired.

Of course, even taciturn sword idiots have friends.

When Wu Qingfeng walked through the crowd, many disciples who admired him shouted loudly and cheered for him.

Wu Shijie, who was 'mixed' in the crowd, stared at He Wuxian on the stage, his face was full of resentment, and shouted at Wu Qingfeng: "Brother Feng, you must avenge me." ”

Wu Qingfeng stopped, turned around and nodded slightly at him, and then continued to walk.

There were also three young male disciples, either patting him on the shoulder or clasping their fists to cheer him on.

These three people were also genius disciples on the immortal list, occupying the eighteenth, fourteenth, and eleventh places respectively.

The eleventh genius disciple, named Tan Xiuyun, was only twenty-six years old, with first-level martial emperor strength.

With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he has a gentle face, with a graceful demeanor, and is extremely prestigious in the inner 'door'.

When Wu Qingfeng walked past him, he patted Wu Qingfeng on the shoulder and encouraged with a smile.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, don't weaken the name of our Four Masters of the Hidden Sword, and teach He Wuhate that arrogant guy a hard lesson!"

Things gather by like, people are divided into groups, even the 'gates' within the Immortal Sect, which is as talented as a cloud, are also divided into many small groups.

Tan Xiuyun, Wu Qingfeng, Zhou Cheng and Qin Bufu, when these four people entered the inner 'gate' at the beginning of that year, they were all assigned to cultivate and live in Tibetan Sword Peak.

The four of them have similar interests and are all obsessed with kendo.

The strength of each other is not far apart, so they are called the four heroes of Tibetan swords.

Four years ago, the four masters of the Tibetan Sword were all among the immortal lists, becoming the most dazzling genius disciples.

The name of the Four Masters of the Tibetan Sword spread throughout the sect's 'sect', and for a time the scenery was infinite, and it was talked about by countless disciples, deacons and elders.

Among the four masters, Tan Xiuyun ranked eleventh on the immortal list, the first of the four masters.

And Wu Qingfeng ranked twenty-first on the immortal list, the last of the four masters. txt full works download Http://wWw.75txt./

When Wu Qingfeng walked calmly onto the sword fighting platform under the gaze of everyone, the crowd gradually quieted down.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, looking forward to the upcoming battle of the dragon.

There is no doubt that eighty percent of the disciples believe that He Wuxian will undoubtedly be defeated, and he is definitely not Wu Qingfeng's opponent.

It's just that Yang Tianchen and the others in the crowd, after carefully looking at He Wuxian, their faces changed sharply.

"What's going on? A few days ago, He Wuxian was still a seventh-level martial king, how could he advance to an eighth-level martial king so quickly?"

Although, Yang Tianchen is the tenth genius on the immortal list, and the powerhouse of the first-level martial emperor.

However, He Wuxian's perverted escalation speed also shocked him inexplicably.

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, and said casually: "Senior Brother Tianchen, what's so surprising about this?"

"Four months ago, when He Wuxian first entered this 'gate', he was only a second-level martial king. At the beginning, he challenged the thirty disciples of the Mountains and Rivers List, climbed to the top overnight, and became famous outside the 'door', Senior Brother Tianchen, you probably haven't heard of it, right?"

"Hiss......" Yang Tianchen and the other three male disciples gasped in unison, and their hearts were shocked inexplicably.

"In just four months, you have been promoted to six levels in a row? This is unbelievable, it has never happened in the past. I don't believe it! He must have hidden his true strength before. ”

Yang Tianchen shook his head in embarrassment, unwilling to believe this fact.

The other three also nodded their heads in agreement.

Lin Qingxuan didn't defend either, just smiled slightly, turned her face away, and a touch of contempt appeared in her eyes.

The inner 'door' disciples all know that Yang Tianchen is her 'flower' messenger and suitor.

But no one knew that she was arrogant in her heart, and she didn't look down on Yang Tianchen, who was arrogant and arrogant in her sexuality, and she always kept a distance from him.

Yang Tianchen noticed Lin Qingxuan's seemingly proud demeanor, and he couldn't help but feel jealous in his heart.

As a top ten on the Immortal List, he is a candidate for the Chief Disciple, how noble is his status?

The disciples of the outer 'gate' were like ants in his eyes, how could he pay attention to the affairs of the outer 'gate'?

Even when he came to watch the duel between He Wuxian and Wu Qingfeng, he was also in a lofty posture, looking like he was pointing the country.

However, he didn't expect that He Wuhate would be so demonic.

The most important thing is that judging from Lin Qingxuan's attitude, she is more optimistic about He Wuxi.

even, compared him to the tenth on the immortal list.

This is the most unacceptable thing for Yang Tianchen!

He stared at He Wuxian on the stage with cold eyes, and anger surged in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice came from above the sword fighting platform.

The voice was old and hoarse, a little more indistinct, but clear, and passed into the minds of everyone present.

"The rules of the sword fighting platform are to compete and fight, and the point is up. If there is disability or death, the 'door' rules will severely punish it. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked up.

I saw that in the air above the sword fighting platform, there was a rockery floating.

On a rockery the size of a house, there is a pavilion and a green bamboo forest, as well as a stone the size of a house.

On the big brown stone lay a sloppy old man, dressed in a gray robe, with his hair and beard in a mess.

This old man is about seventy or eighty years old, and he looks like he is about to die.

But his face was red, and he was holding a huge wine gourd in his arms.

While talking, he also held the wine gourd and poured two sips of spirits, burped, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

In the dignified martial arts holy land, the appearance of such an old man like a beggar is logically unacceptable.

But the people present were accustomed to it, and no one would find it funny, but looked at the sloppy old man in awe.

The inner 'door' disciples all know that this sloppy old man is a drunkard, with no name and no surname, but his strength is terrifying.

It is said that the elders of the inner 'gate' were beaten by this old drunkard many times when they were young, and they are still afraid of him now.

The old drunkard has no position and no name, and everyone usually calls him the old drunkard.

The inner 'gate' disciples only knew that from the first time they came to the sword fighting platform, the old drunkard was lying on the rockery and never left.

The old drunkard is the guardian of the sword fighting platform, and he is so drunk on weekdays that he doesn't pay attention to the things on the sword fighting platform.

He will only appear when the disciples of the Immortal List compete for rankings and compete in a duel on the sword fighting platform.

Although the old drunkard looked sloppy and had no majesty to speak of, no one dared to anger him.

Decades ago, there was a disciple of the Immortal List who competed with a certain inner 'door' disciple for a beautiful 'female' disciple.

This person defeated the opponent on the sword fighting platform and abolished the opponent's dantian, which was extremely arrogant.

Just when everyone was shocked and inexplicable, the old drunkard appeared.

With a light slap, he smashed the dantian of the immortal list disciple and completely reduced him to a wasted person.

The disciples of the Immortal List are the mainstay of the Immortal Sect and the talents of the pillars.

But the old drunkard was abolished casually, and the sect did not have any dissatisfaction.

Even, the master of the disciple of the Immortal List, the punishment elder Wu Liang'an, personally ran to the sword fighting platform to apologize to the old drunkard.

Since this incident, no one has dared to despise the old drunkard, let alone violate the 'door' rules.

Everyone knows these past events, but He Wuxian doesn't know, let alone the identity of the old drunkard.

He just glanced at the old drunkard curiously, and 'revealed' a look of interest.

There was silence in the field for less than ten breaths, and Wu Qingfeng, who was silent, finally spoke.

"Why don't you hate, before you humiliated my cousin Wu Shijie in front of everyone, making my Wu family 'humiliated'. ”

"Today, I, Wu Qingfeng, challenge you, vowing to seek justice and be ashamed of my Wu family. ”

He Wuxian's face was soft, and there was even a smile on his face, and his eyes were calm and confident.

He didn't even have the interest to look at Wu Qingfeng, and his eyes searched the crowd in the audience.

Being so despised, Wu Qingfeng's expression became more and more cold, and he pulled out the cyan 'color' sword with a "bang".

He pointed at the sword with his left hand, pinched the sword technique, and held the Qingfeng sword in his right hand and pointed diagonally to the ground, and said in a solemn tone: "Why don't you hate, draw the sword! Let me understand your strength!"

"Wait!" He Wuxian waved his hand and walked under the sword fighting platform.

Wu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed a contemptuous smile, and shouted coldly: "What's the matter? Are you afraid? Are you timid? Don't you dare to draw your sword?"

The more than 500 inner 'door' disciples in the audience also 'revealed' a sneer, looking at He Wuxian with disdain on their faces.

But He Wuxian didn't pay attention to it at all, walked quickly to the sword fighting platform, and shouted to Meng Qi, who was surrounded by everyone: "Hey, brother, can I bet?"

Meng Qi, who was burly and looked like an iron tower, was sitting behind the white 'jade' case with a golden knife, and his front was full of all kinds of gambling money.

Piles of Yuan Spirit Stones, dozens of bottles of 'mixed' spirit pills, and even a few charms and ninth-level mystical weapons, these are all bets made by the disciples of the inner 'door'.

When everyone heard He Wuxian's words, they all burst into laughter.

Meng Qi also smiled, nodded at He Wuxian, and said, "Of course it's no problem." ”

When He Wuxian heard this, he took out a Danding with a smile, and threw it in front of Meng Qi with a wave of his hand.

"Bet on myself to win. ”

With a soft sound of "do", the simple and atmospheric Danding fell on the case.

Everyone's eyes gathered, and after seeing Danding's appearance, they were all shocked and speechless.

The crowd immediately exploded into a calamity of chatter.

"Xuantian Ding! That's Elder Xue's Xuantian Ding!"

"Oh my God, why don't you hate this guy crazy, he actually staked Elder Xue's Xuantian Ding up!"

"Wait and see, if He Wuxian loses Xuan Tianding, Elder Xue will have to pick his skin!"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, He Wuxian returned to the sword fighting platform with a smile and said to Wu Qingfeng: "The show is about to begin, come on, kid, draw the sword." ”