At that time, the top of Kunlun.

Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei had solemn faces, standing in the ice and snow with anticipation, looking at the white-clothed sword saint in front of them with white hair and fairy wind bones.

"The old man only has one sword, how much he can learn depends on his own understanding!"

He stood with his hands in his hands, and the sword qi and thunder around him made the heavens and the earth lose color, and the wind and snow suddenly cold, like ten thousand swords in unison.

"Eight Desolations Return to the Yuan, Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect!"

Xie Jingshan grabbed Zhao Benlei's arm violently, his eyes widened, Zhao Benlei was also tense, looking at the Sword Saint very nervously and pointing at the sword, slashing in the air.

The whole world suddenly froze at this moment, only the sound of the north wind whistling, which made Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei's expressions gradually dim, and their hearts were cold.

"Gotcha! Stuck again! ”

Xie Jingshan sighed, looking at the sword saint in the wind and snow like a statue, maintaining and commanding the posture of the sword, motionless.

"Thirteenth." Zhao Benlei also sighed heavily.

He and Xie Jingshan entered the Great Wilderness together, and landed here, and asked the Dao Tong at the gate of the mountain to learn that this was the mountain gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect of the Ancient Sword Sect, and the two of them immediately thought of the sword saint who had no one before or after in the history of swordsmanship.

The Sword Saint of this era is far more capable than Xie Jingshan and the Mahayana of their time.

The two immediately came to visit, fortunately, they were with the locals from the beginning, so they did not encounter the turbulence of time and space, and they also successfully passed the test of the Sword Sect and met the Sword Saint.

Even the Sword Saint said that the two of them had good kendo talents, and they were willing to instruct them in one and a half moves.

Who knows, at this time, as long as the Sword Saint makes a move, he will be 'stuck' like now.

Xie Jingshan scratched his head, "Do you want to wait no longer?" Maybe it's stuck and stuck? ”

Zhao Benlei thought of the previous few times they waited from morning to night, and it was not until sunrise the next day that the sword master would move again, and then asked them blankly who they were and why they were here.

Twelve times, each time, just like before coming to the Great Wilderness, on the Black Sand Wasteland outside, time was restarted indefinitely.

But the strange thing is that only this Sword Saint was restarted, and the other disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect still lived as usual.

"Actually, I've always suspected that this world is fake." Xie Jingshan shook off the wind and snow on his body and said, "Is it possible that this is just the remnant memory of the fallen monk, in their memory, they know this Sword Saint, but they have never seen the Sword Saint make a move." ”

Zhao Benlei thought about it, "So this memory world can't concretize the tricks of the Sword Saint level at all, so it can only be stuck when making moves?" If you want to say that, it seems to make sense. ”

Xie Jingshan nodded, "Yes, I got a few sword books from the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and there is also the same situation, many sword book moves are confused, and the sword move catalog is blank, and they are incomplete, just like a layman's fiction." ”

Zhao Benlei picked up the sword he had inserted on the ground, "Then don't waste time here, go and take a look elsewhere." ”

Xie Jingshan hesitated, "I want to stay, maybe Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi can find here." ”

As soon as Zhao Benlei wanted to speak, a loud bang suddenly broke out at the mountain gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

I saw that the whole heaven and earth were divided into two, half of it was still daylight, and one side had begun to fall into darkness.

Oh!!!

In the roar of the Heaven-Shaking Dragon, a pair of red dragon eyes as huge as the sun and the moon slowly opened from the darkness, and as far as the eye could see, the buildings in the mountains instantly burst into flames.

Zhao Benlei and Xie Jingshan turned their heads to look at the stuck Sword Saint in unison, still like a statue, and did not react.

The two shook their heads in unison, and rushed to the mountain gate together to see who was sacred, and actually dared to kill Kunlun Hill in the holy land of the human race.

*

Kunlun Hill Gate.

Jiang Yue waded through the mountains and rivers, and finally crossed the territory of the Wu clan diagonally and arrived at the Kunlun Mountains.

In the distance, she saw the mountains and the sea of clouds.

Immortal Palace Qiongdian, dotted all over the place, high pavilion heavy building, Yuyu Golden Bridge, high-altitude auspicious clouds shrouded, cranes in groups.

At that moment, Jiang Yuebai had a feeling of stepping into a bustling city from a backward mountain village.

She settled Yan Miao in a deserted mountain, leaving Yan Miao with a gourd black bee bee, because what she had to do had to travel through time turbulence, so she couldn't take Yan Miao with her.

She also told Yan Miao before leaving that if she didn't come back, she would go back by herself.

After that, Jiang Yuebai recalled the appearance of the Candle Clan's witches, changed his aura and appearance, and forcibly raised his figure to become similar to Yan Miao.

She also found some colored grass in the mountains, smeared a few coats of oil paint on her face, caught a golden pheasant, plucked it and stuck it in her braid.

After that, find the Xuantian Sword Sect outside the mountain gate.

There are many Taoist sects in the Kunlun Mountains, but the mountain gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect is the largest and best to find, after all, not everyone will hang the entire nine Optimus Giant Swords in the air, and they are not afraid of falling down one day and killing their own people.

At the mountain gate, Jiang Yuebai took out Xie Jingshan's portrait and asked the doorkeeper if he had seen it.

Dao Tong saw that she was a witch, and there was some disdain in his eyes, saying that he had never seen the two of them.

Jiang Yuebai didn't care, he used his ring to find a time crack to drill into, and asked again at the mountain gate of another time.

I wore it five times in a row, and it was always the two Taoist children at the door, sometimes young, sometimes older.

Finally, Jiang Yuebai learned about Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei's traces from the mouths of two male cultivators who had become Taoist leaders.

“…… The two of you are practicing the way of the sword at the Sword Saint of our sect, what are you looking for them, explain it clearly first, and then we will see if we want to help you pass it on. ”

The two male cultivators raised their chins and said to Jiang Yuebai condescendingly.

Jiang Yuebai suddenly thought that Yan Chiyu had told her before that Wei had gone to Kunlun Qiu to apprentice, but was driven out, and the human race looked down on the witch people very much.

"Senior brother, do you think she is very familiar, we seem to have seen her when we were children, and we also came to find someone."

Two male cultivators with swords on their backs whispered.

Jiang Yuebai raised her eyebrows, crossed her hands on her waist, and raised a mocking smile at the corner of her lips.

"Tut-tut, it's rare that you still remember me, I've been watching the door for so many years, it seems that the two of you are the dogs who watch the door, no wonder the dogs look down on people."

"You!" The male cultivators were angry and drew their swords together.

Jiang Yuebai took a step back, "Don't hide it, I'm here to set fire to your mountain gate today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a flash of fire rushed out from the back of Jiang Yuebai's neck, turned into a candle dragon in the air, circled around Jiang Yuebai, and flew into her palm.

Boom!

The spear is on the ground, and the candle dragon field is spread out in an instant!

The power between heaven and earth was frantically drawn by Jiang Yuebai, her face was extremely wild with oil paint, her hair was braided and flying in the wind, and her momentum was majestic.

The Candle Dragon Realm expanded infinitely, plunging half of the world into darkness.

"Old bull noses, that day, my young master of the Candle Clan came to ask for the Tao because I could afford you, but you turned my young master of the Candle Clan away and humiliated me at will, and you simply didn't put our Zhangwei Mountain in your eyes!"

"Today's burning of the mountain is considered a lesson, in the coming day, I will definitely invite the Dragon God Jiuyin to come out of the mountain, gather a large army, and set foot on your Kunlun Hill, when one of you is counted as one, you will all have to become the slaves of my Candle Clan's witch people!"

Bell –

Bell –

Bell –

The bronze bell in the mountain rang, and all the Daomen on the entire Kunlun Hill were alarmed!

Jiang Yuebai recklessly launched an attack on the mountain gate of the Xuantian Sword Sect, setting fire to the mountain everywhere to cause destruction, the momentum was very strong, the scene was grand, in fact, there were no casualties, it was angry.

Seeing the sword lights coming towards this side, Jiang Yuebai's eyes were sharp, and while searching for the traces of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei, he buckled the ring, ready to run away at any time.

See you tomorrow~

(End of chapter)