The thirteen mountains of Kyushu in the world, with North Zang as the cold, and the North Tibet as the cold and Kunlun as the most.

Not only because of the location here in the extreme north, but also because of the Kunlun Mountains, but also because of the most famous sword cultivation state in Beizang.

Therefore, in Northern Tibet, there are almost no practitioners of other schools in the entire Dazhou, and everyone here has an unusual preference for swords, and they love swordsmanship, even the ordinary people in the world, from the elderly, down to the ears and eyes of children, everyone can make a good swordsmanship.

Among the many sword cultivation sects in Beizang, the Kunlun Sword Sect, which is covered with snow all year round, is prosperous.

Swordsmen are known to be emotionless.

The most important thing to stay away from is also feelings.

Therefore, there is nothing unreasonable about the cold in Beizang and the coldest in Kunlun.

On the mountain road attached to the northern foot of Kunlun Mountain attached to Li Xiafeng's residence, a female corrector sword galloped between the peaks and came straight to the place where he stood.

The female cultivator has ice hair, a long figure, and her cold eyebrows are charming and charming, looking sassy and lustful.

It's just that the expression on her face is a little anxious at this moment, and she feels the familiar aura in the distance flushing her cheeks, as if she is looking forward to something, but her mouth is muttering.

"It's been ten years, senior brother, have you finally given up the mountain?"

The wind in the mountains was urgent, but the clothes on the nun were unmoving, her eyebrows were full of joy, and she subconsciously covered her face with one hand, and she felt that her hands were slightly cold, in sharp contrast with her hot cheeks.

And her attention was completely in the direction of Li Xia.

Although she was only five years old at the time, it was the first time in her short life that she had seen a character of her brother's temperament.

For some reason, she remembered the scene of her senior brother's "Please quickly fencing with me" when she was a child, which filled the entire Sword Pavilion with spirit swords, and the spirit sword in her soul also moved out of its sheath on its own.

Since then, every time she thinks of her brother late at night, her face will be red and her heart will beat faster.

Senior Brother Li Xia gave her a feeling completely different from others!

It's been like this since childhood.

Although she was not very old at that time, she remembered many things clearly.

Especially when she was a child, Senior Brother Li Xia said to her, "I should suppress all enemies in the world", she still feels her heart beating faster when she thinks about it, and she feels so domineering.

Although she was still young at the time, she also felt completely manipulated.

In the past ten years, she has wondered countless times what her senior brother's cultivation on the mountain is like.

Just like now, she wants to compete with her senior brother and tell her senior brother her attitude.

As the distance got closer and closer, the scene in front of her was a little beyond her imagination.

His senior brother stood in the wind with a wooden sword in both hands, and his figure looked extremely straight, as if this Kunlun Mountain could not cover his backbone, and he was as straight as a sword, and he was arrogant.

Looking at Li Xia, who was erecting the sword, Tai Bing approached and raised his sword to salute.

"Senior brother, have you finished practicing your sword?"

The snow in the mountains is cold, both of them are white-haired, white-eyed and white-clothed, and they also have exquisite facial features and dusty temperament, and there is no difference in appearance among immortal cultivators.

Dressed in a white plain robe, with a Taoist bun on his head, he stood with a sword in both hands, and was set off by the coldness of Kunlun Mountain, which looked sassy and heroic.

Different from Li Xia's five-year simulation and mules and horses, she was born in Rome, she was born in Kunlun, and she has a rich net worth since she was a child.

What's more, in addition to the rare talent of Sword Heart Tongming, her spirit sword has seven golden entries, and she also has a mentor father, an uncle and elder of the Nine Great Sword Blades.

If it weren't for Li Xia's sentence of "Quickly fencing with me" that called out her natal spirit sword, the peak masters of the Kunlun Sword Sect thought that Li Xia's sword spirit level was higher than her.

Then the chief of the Kunlun Sword Sect is not Li Xia, but her.

Hearing the voice, Li Xia couldn't help but look at Tai Bing.

The little slug, who had been shouting "White Emperor Holy Sword" behind him, had now become graceful, and his face was even more delicate and dusty.

Ten years no see, she; It's been ...... long ago

Grew up.

Looking at Tai Bing, Li Xia waited quietly.

Soon... Random prompts and sounds sounded again.

[After practicing swords in the mountains for ten years, although your heart has already become as cold as the snow in this Kunlun Mountain, but looking at the junior sister in front of you, her lovely and delicate appearance makes a fire rise in your heart.

Shut up!

The vertical son is lying nonsense, so messing with my Dao heart.

Li Xia immediately held his breath, and at the same time ignored the hint, looked at Tai Bing and said, "Senior sister! What is the reason for entering the mountain this time? ”

If there is no formal reason, he is a little reluctant to go out of the mountain.

After all, hiding in the mountains is really not poking.

"Well, the master said that he has been raising you in the mountains for ten years, and you have an excuse the first few times, but this time the master said that if you don't go out of the mountain to do tasks, she will break your legs!" Tan Taibing crossed his waist with one hand, and swung his sword as a whisk with the other: "This is the master's action and original words!" ”

Li Xia's face was hot.

He glanced at what he cared about the most—sword intent!

The wooden sword shows [3651]

Ten years, which means that he now has 3651 to the sword intent.

If swordsmanship is practiced again, his strength will be multiplied geometrically.

As for why he didn't practice any swordsmanship in the mountains for ten years?

Because of the time limit of one-tenth of the pit father's incense, his sword intent was not cultivated before, and he didn't have enough strength, and there was no way to defeat the opponent in one-tenth of the pillar incense when he was a sword.

In the end, his master really couldn't stand it, and Li Xia couldn't stand the large group of Yingying Yanyan's junior brothers and sisters who followed him all day long, so in order not to cause chaos or peach blossom debts, he hid in the mountains to find some animals to attack.

Although the best thing to get rewarded is some furs and pills and the sword intent that drops from time to time, but the victory is in the quantity, and the materials are sufficient, and the quantitative change causes the qualitative change, and now he is different.

At the very least, one-tenth of the pillars of incense are sure to defeat their opponents.

"Senior brother, will you go out of the mountain this time?" Tan Taibing looked at the pensive Li Xia and asked with hope in his eyes.

She was waiting for Li Xia to answer.

Soon.

[Ho ho ho, you are finally going out of the mountain, and you can finally stop suppressing your desire to be angry in the mountains in the future, those peak masters are really eye-catching, and the killer will go out to take the palm of the bird position, let all the Jiao'e into your hands, so happy and happy for a lifetime, isn't it beautiful? 】

[I want to reign over the world--I want to reign in the world; Reward sword intent randomly. 】

Li Xia felt the smile on his face suddenly stiffen.