As soon as the two approached, they attracted a lot of attention, Lin Huan was a little dazed for a while, but Liang Tian was keenly aware that the reason was not them, but the little cloud lion staggering at his feet.

The Sword Washing Pond is the cultivation place of the Cloud Sword Sect, and occasionally some influential figures will haunt it, so there will be some commotion, otherwise, most of these disciples will block their perception and devote themselves to the study of swordsmanship.

And Xiao Yunshi has now stepped into the path of cultivation, although the demonic aura on his body is immature, it is also authentic and strong, appearing next to these sword cultivators who have been fighting with the demon clan all year round, it is inevitable that it is a little dazzling.

Liang Tian grabbed Da Baibai casually, hugged it in his arms, slapped its head a few times, and threw a kind and apologetic look around, signaling that it was harmless.

The little guy seemed to sense the unkindness around him, and did not dare to struggle, so he obediently lay on his arm, and only whimpered a few times for a long time.

Seeing this, the vast majority of the Cloud Sword Sect disciples turned their heads and no longer cared about it, the demon clan cubs were just cubs, and they were not much of a threat.

But two men came out of the crowd and came nearer.

"Senior Brother Liang."

"Little sister!"

Liang Tian took a look, the person who came was handsome and elegant, he was an old man, and Shen Xingshen after the transformation of the mortal, a little frivolous between his eyebrows faded, and he was already a lot more dignified.

Yu Guang glimpsed that Lin Huan flashed in front of another figure, the young man's face was still a little familiar, I thought it was Lin Lang, counting the time, the two brothers and sisters had not been reunited for many years, and there should be a lot of common words to tell.

"Senior Brother Shen, don't come unharmed." Liang Tian gave up his hand slightly, even if there was no relationship with Xia Zhi, the martial arts world was also respected.

Shen Xingshen also counted politely, and smiled elegantly: "It's probably okay, Senior Brother Liang has come here, but I have to stay for a few more days, and you and I can also have a discussion."

"Senior brother invited, I don't dare to refuse." Liang Tian saw that he said solemnly, not politely perfunctory, and gladly accepted it.

The Cloud Sword Patriarch's style of suppressing demons is famous, and it is also a blessing to have the opportunity to learn from each other; At the beginning, he had the opportunity to obtain the complete inheritance, but it was forcibly interrupted due to unknown reasons, but he never faced this sword directly.

"By the way, you Senior Sister Xia, what has she been busy with lately?" Shen Xingshen's face suddenly showed a trace of hesitation, and seven points of longing.

Liang Tian's face stiffened, and he was delayed

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Silent, I secretly complained in my heart, isn't your sleepy barrier broken, how can you still miss our senior sister.

Shen Xing Shen Tian indulged in talent, naturally he was not a stupid person, seeing him like this, he hurriedly explained: "Alas, Senior Brother Liang, you don't know, in the past, when you thought of her, it was hatred and jealousy; Thinking of her now is love and admiration. In Xiaosheng's heart, I'm afraid I can only tolerate Miss Xia alone."

Liang Tian's scalp was numb, he shivered coldly, and said with some disgust: "I don't know anything else, Senior Sister Xia will succeed to the position of Palace Master in the near future, I think that you should still be separated from our Senior Sister by the Cloud Sword Ancestor's two-style swordsmanship."

Although Liang Tian is a human being and is not bound by the world, but in this world, marriage and marriage are not absolutely free, and the realm of heaven and man and mortals are together, not only the criticism of the public, but the weak party is inevitably involved in grievances and falls into a dangerous situation.

Over time, there are not a few martial artists who break off love and focus on cultivation, and occasionally have the heart of Sifan, after all, it is inevitable to consider factors such as identity background, strength and talent.

Maybe Shen Xingshen and Xia Zhi's identity backgrounds were quite correct before, but once Senior Sister Xia succeeded to the position of palace master, how could it be coveted by just a few disciples.

Not to mention the ice and snow sword intent is ruthless, it is easier to expect Xia Zhi to have a good impression of him, than to expect him to have an epiphany of the ancestor's artistic conception once he comes.

Shen Xingshen's expectations were empty talk from the beginning.

"Huh?" Shen Xingshen was very surprised, but he quickly retracted his expression, and there was no sense of loss, but his expression was solemn, he didn't know what he was thinking, and sometimes he struggled and was embarrassed.

Liang Tian was a little unsure of his reaction, and at this moment, there was a sudden movement at the entrance of the Sword Mansion.

"Young Sect Master!" Some disciples exclaimed.

Here is another old man, the son of Junze, the examiner of the former selection conference, Jun Tongchen

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Jun Tongchen was also dressed as an elegant scholar, but his face was more calm and resolute, he glanced around casually, and walked straight in the direction of Liang Tian.

"Let's fight!"

「！」 Liang Tian was shocked, ah this, why did he come up and declare war, he had never offended this adult in the past, but judging by his momentum, he had not yet broken through the realm of heaven and man, and with his means, he may not be able to try.

Just when he wanted to surrender his hands to the battle, Shen Xingshen beside him stepped out firmly: "I can't ask for it! Young Sect Master, please advise."

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The two of them dodged one by one and landed on the round platform in the center together, and the disciples who practiced swordsmanship in the field immediately evacuated when they saw this to make room for them.

Liang Tian cleaned up his rather messy mood and came to a corner outside the round platform to watch this unexpected unfolding.

The two of them held long swords and stood in the middle of the field, looking at the clouds and light winds, but under the traction of the qi machine, they were already in a state of tension, and they did not make a move, but they were just looking for flaws.

But it was Jun Tongchen who took the lead in making a move, and he didn't use martial arts, and between his body movements, he stabbed him with a sword in the chest, it stands to reason that Shen Xingshen first entered the mortal, but he was already close to the realm of heaven and man, and he should have sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai and watched the wind and waves rise, but for some reason, Liang Tian saw a trace of confusion and anxiety of the weak in his eyes.

Even if it was a skill competition that didn't rely on cultivation, this scene was a bit weird.

Shen Xingshen was not afraid at all, and the Xingchen Sword in his hand was cross-picked, which made Jun Tongchen's attack lose his crosshairs, and he pulled to the side.

Jun Tongchen hurriedly turned around, and with the help of Huihuan to set things right, it was another smooth split, perhaps because of some more inertia, which was quite powerful.

The Xingchen sword stabbed at the spine of the incoming sword, and then tilted, the tip of the sword slashed across the sword body, and the fire was dispersed, and the two swords were crossed, Shen Xingshen turned slightly sideways, and then defused the attack again.

Jun Tongchen only stumbled half a step, then stabilized his body, and then bullied himself again, leaving no room for breathing.

The sword came and went, flashing and moving, the movement became bigger and bigger, the disciples in the sword washing pool surrounded one after another, Lin Lang and Lin Huan brothers and sisters also came to Liang Tian's side, it was not the first acquaintance, the two nodded and saw each other.

"Are they so fierce all the time?" Liang Tian asked.

Lin Lang smiled bitterly: "The swordsmanship of the Young Sect Master and Senior Brother Shen is already superior to that of ordinary disciples, but they are on par; Now that they have each been inherited by their ancestors, they are like competitors, so it is very easy for the two to compete with each other."

"Competitors?" Lin Huan was a little puzzled.

"Little sister, you don't know. The Cloud Sword Sect needs someone who understands the ancestor's sword intent before it can succeed as the sect master, and the three-style sword technique left behind by this source spirit jade wall is the ladder to the sky. The young sect master was called the young sect master only because he was the son of the sect master, and the successor of my sect was called the sword. The position of the sword is still vacant, and I have heard my fellow disciples mention that the person closest to this position is in your Fengyun Academy."

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