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The sword light was like snow, white and boundless, enveloping the entire Luming Mountain City.

It's hard to describe what kind of sword this is, as if it wants to freeze people's hearts, and there is a chill that penetrates deep into the soul.

Luming Mountain North, Qinglian Clan.

In the holy temple, in an instant, Shi Kong only felt the restlessness in the flesh and blood, he stepped out of the holy temple in one step, and Aoba also gave birth to a feeling, he took a deep look at Shi Kong's back, and then, a group of people rushed out of the holy temple.

The white sword qi covered the sky in the distance, and the snowflakes flew like a cold ice purgatory.

He's got an old man!

Shi Kong was stunned, and then he understood, but he didn't expect this one to seem plain, but his temperament was so domineering.

"It was his old man who made the move!"

The Seventh Uncle and the Great Elder glanced at each other, their eyes swept over the stone sky, if it was related to their Qinglian Clan, it was only Shi Kong.

At this time, in Shi Kong's eyes, only Lu Jiuchuan's sword remained.

It seems to be a sword that penetrates heaven and earth, but it seems to hide some story, and even if the edge is far away, it seems to freeze people's spirits, or rather, to freeze people's feelings.

This is the sword of slashing love! Cutting off the spirit and freezing the emotion, it is not ice and cold in the pure sense.

Shi Kong gave birth to such an enlightenment, for Lu Jiuchuan's sword, he suddenly gave birth to more curiosity, everyone's cultivation path is a long story, such as Lu Jiuchuan's sword, in the past hundred years, what has been experienced, to be able to cut such a sword, must have an amazing story.

Luming Mountain City.

When the sword light like snow climbed to the extreme, it slashed towards the corner of the mountain city.

It was a few dilapidated thatched huts, and the sword light had not yet fallen, like spring and snow. Instant ablation.

Yes, it is to dissolve, every thatch is frozen, becomes ice crystals, and then shatters, which is a sword that is so terrible that it is silent.

Rumble!

At last. On the platform of the Cave Void Array, the void was slashed, and a strange passage was cut open, and above the mountain city, everyone saw this passage that lay in mid-air.

The path seemed to be drawn closer by an invisible hand, and soon, a mist-shrouded desolate land appeared in the air like a mirage.

"Luming Thirteen Peaks! This is where the school is located thousands of miles away!"

Soon, someone came to their senses. In particular, many people in the Lu family's mansion were shocked, they had already guessed what this old ancestor might want to do.

In the center of the mansion.

In a quiet bamboo house, a slender green shadow came out, this is a middle-aged man, looking warm as jade, and his long hair is tied up with a hosta. He looked at the sky not far away, and his gaze was deep. It seems to swallow up all the brilliance of the world.

"Fifth uncle, your swordsmanship has improved again, but do you really want to be too forgetful and take that step?"

......

In the sky above Luming Mountain City, the void was cut open by a sword. The distant Luming School is close at hand.

Rumble!

The sword light slashed down like a river of glaciers, submerging one of the highest peaks.

In the mountain city, everyone saw that the clouds and fog dissipated, and the rocks pierced the air. The clouds above the nine heavens were shattered by the edge of this sword.

Click!

Then, in the stagnant heartbeat of everyone, an ancient mountain that was more than 1,000 zhang high was split alive and divided into two, and the entire mountain was filled with ice and snow and began to collapse.

"That's, the main peak of the Luming Academy!"

Someone's tone was dry, almost stuttering, unbelievable, Lu Jiuchuan, the master of the torture hall, the myth of the list of people a hundred years ago, made a sudden shot, and slashed the main peak of the academy with a sword.

"What a terrible swordsmanship!"

There are four or five steps of the Divine Fire Realm hidden in the mountain city, the powerhouse can't help but gasp, a sword breaks through the void, spans thousands of miles, and cuts off thousands of ancient mountains, which can no longer be described as ordinary strong, such a means is almost throughout, I am afraid that it is an ordinary realm powerhouse, it is far inferior.

And as the sword fell, the split void also began to heal, the passage collapsed, and the hazy shadow of the school began to dim, but in spite of this, in the end, people still saw more than ten wolf bèi figures burst out of the dust and smoke in the sky, and ascended to the clouds.

A cold voice then resounded over the mountain city.

"The state of mind is not pure, my words, do not say the third time. ”

This voice also entered the Luming Academy, above the clouds, although more than ten figures who stepped on the sky were full of shame and anger, but they did not dare to respond after all, today, they can be regarded as truly seeing the power of the myth of this hundred years ago, as if ants are looking up at the sky, there is a gap between each other.

After a long time, everyone in Luming Mountain City barely came back to their senses, and they carefully pondered Lu Jiuchuan's shot, and suddenly their hearts jumped, and they had an amazing guess.

Half a day later, Lu Jiuchuan, the master of the torture hall who had been in the world for many years, broke through the void with a sword and smashed the main peak of Qianzhang where the leaders of the academy were located.

"This is to correct the name of the disciples of Qinglian Peak. ”

"You can quit the academy at the end of the three-year period, the disciples of Qinglian Peak have already passed more than ten years, where can you start with cowardice?"

"Someone once saw the finch raised by the deer old man in the sky, ...... in the north of Luming Mountain"

The clans, the desolate caves, and the sect finally told such a secret story, which immediately made everyone think about it.

Arsenal of Craftsmen.

An old man with a dignified face sat on a Nanmu chair with a calm face, and below, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face staggered back two steps, his face was full of horror at the moment, full of disbelief.

"He actually made a move! How could it be, how could the Qinglian clan invite him!"

Soon, Lu Qian roared, he was very unwilling, but he didn't live in vain for so many years, Lu Jiuchuan shot, very targeted, this was a rampant character a hundred years ago, if it weren't for that incident, he wouldn't have chosen to go into hiding at all, and today, it seems that the character is not convergent, but has been suppressed, if anyone doesn't touch his brows with long eyes, most likely there will be no good end.

The border of the ancient country of Shuiyun.

On the outskirts of the Imperial City, in a tea shed.

A young man who looked dusty raised his head, as if he sensed something, a coarse black robe swayed, he got up, and the wind suddenly rose outside the tea shed, and the warm breeze blew through, one after another, so that many tea customers passing by in the tea shed showed expressions of enjoyment.

Then, the black-robed young man walked out of the tea shed, but the strange thing was that from the black-robed young man getting up to walking out of the tea shed, no one noticed it, and everyone seemed to be quiet in the spring breeze, unable to extricate themselves.

What surprised the people in the imperial city even more was that the originally cloudy sky suddenly became blue, the warm sunlight sprinkled down, and the warm wind gusted, making people so comfortable that they didn't want to move.

After a while, there was a drizzle of rain to moisten things, cool to the bones, dripping, and the sun sprinkled down.

At this time, the few people in the imperial city finally noticed something unusual, and they came to their senses after a little discernment, first hesitating, then horrified.

"And the rain sword!"

"Sword Intent!"

......

Next, in just three days, an astonishing news spread throughout the entire Shuiyun Ancient Kingdom, and even the clans in the territory of the Luming tribe were all informed.

"The thirteenth in this generation, and the rain sword Mo Wen entered the ancient country of Shuiyun, and its figure appeared in the suburbs of the imperial city, causing celestial phenomena, turning the haze into a gentle wind and drizzle, shaking the Quartet. ”

"Don't ask about the success or failure of life and death, you don't have to return to the gentle wind and drizzle! The sword of the Eastern Wilderness Sword Sect's generation, the descendant of the true martial arts 'Gentle Wind and Drizzle Sword'. ”

There are earthquakes in all directions, many people speculate that the purpose of the rain sword is to pass by by chance during the travels, or have other intentions, but for such a young strong man who is famous in the five wildernesses, many people are difficult to see in their lifetime, many young people have shining, and the list of people has always been their childhood dream, until they continue to grow up, and after more than ten years of age, they understand the cruelty of reality.

There are also some young strong people who are eager to try and want to try the methods of the strong people, because the legend and the rain sword are only twenty or four, so that the age is almost the same, and some young people are fearless and hot-blooded.

The mountain behind the Qinglian clan.

On the side of the lotus pond, Shikong and a few people sat casually, a bonfire was beating, and half a saber-toothed tiger was roasted on it, so that the desolate beast that had grown for eight or nine years, even if it had the strength to approach the fourth step of the Divine Fire Realm, but now, it was no longer in the eyes of Shikong and a few people.

"He Yujian Mo asked, the thirteenth on the list, and it was indeed a legendary figure. ”

Qingshi sighed, with an unconcealable yearning in his eyes, unlike the three hundred and sixty-five strongest young powerhouses under the age of thirty in the entire Five Desolations included in the Puyu List, if you want to be on the list, you must be a strong person who has stepped into the rank realm.

And once you step into the Rank Realm, looking at the entire Five Desolations, and even the alien races outside the region, you can barely be regarded as a first-class powerhouse.

"The strongest eighty-one people in the entire Five Desolations Land, regardless of the old, middle and young generations. Ru Qingye also sighed with some emotion, "Defeat all the human powerhouses in the entire Five Desolations, ranking thirteenth, and the powerhouses of the ordinary realm are not the enemy of one of their swords." ”

"I've seen the Puyu list from a year ago," Qingluan also spoke, "This is the eighth place with Yujian Mo Wen, five places higher than his ranking on the people list. ”

Shi Kong frowned and said, "Isn't there a limit to this Zhou Shan's list?"

He read through the Book of Mountains and Seas, and also knew that the Great Wilderness did not set up a list of mountains, but they were only specifically divided, and the scriptures were only slightly mentioned and the language was unknown.

"Only the Jade List is an outlier. Aoba explained, "The Puyu List includes the three hundred and sixty-five strongest young and strong people under the age of thirty in the entire Five Desolations, as long as they are under the age of thirty, they can be on the list, and they can also be on the human list, the earth list or the heavenly list at the same time, and even ten thousand years ago, there was a young king who became a king at the age of twenty-eight and became a king, ranking on the king list, and his fame shocked the world." (Asking for a subscription, asking for a monthly pass, genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!) (To be continued......)