Thousands of kilometers east of Qinglong Mountain belong to the East China Sea, and the East China Sea is divided into inner and outer seas.

In the waters of the East China Sea, an island is full of spring all year round, birds and flowers, and the mist is like a fairyland on earth.

A hundred miles away from Penglai Island, a giant sword with a flashing glow carried dozens of people and flew in the air, this sword was the Qingxia Sword of Lu Teng of Qingxia Gate.

Ye Yun stood on top of the giant sword with the long sword on his back, the black robe on his body was hunting, and from a distance, he also had the feeling of floating out of the dust fairy wind bones.

Looking at the looming island in the distance, Ye Yun looked forward to it in his heart, the so-called people go to high places and water flows to low places, this is not unreasonable.

The cultivation techniques, swordsmanship, and sword techniques of the Penglai Sword Sect are incomparable to Qingxiamen, Ye Yun has already known the strength and profound heritage of the Penglai Sword Sect when chatting with many fellow sects, plus Qingxiamen has Wang Tong has been eyeing him, Ye Yun has already thought about it, and he does not plan to go back when he leaves Qingxiamen this time.

The fog cleared, and as the distance approached, the countless palaces and tiled houses on Penglai Island quickly became clear in Ye Yun's eyes.

"Ye Yun. ”

Just as Ye Yun was looking, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, he turned around to look, only to see Yu Wenzhu walking towards him with a smile.

Looking at Yu Wenzhu who was walking towards him, although Ye Yun didn't like to see him very much in his heart, he still lowered his head slightly to show respect, and asked, "Is there something wrong with the elder?"

"Huh. Yu Wenzhu smiled gently, and said, "Ye Yun, you don't have to be polite, you are about to arrive at Penglai Island, what do you think in your heart." ”

Looking at Yu Wenzhu's lewd smile, Ye Yun didn't know what Yu Wenzhu meant, he had an idea and asked, "What do the elders command?"

"Hehe, it's not a loss, why Qingxiamen participated in the three-door disciple battle this time, the youngest disciple, but he is a good seedling. Yu Wenzhu seemed to be sloppy and said casually.

"Elder, have something to say. Ye Yun didn't look like other disciples, deliberately flattering, and said calmly.

"Hehe, this time when you come to the Penglai Sword Sect, with your cultivation, you may be left here directly, I don't know what you plan?" Yu Wenzhu said.

"Please also ask the elders for advice?" Ye Yun said as he turned his face sideways and scratched his head.

"Within the Penglai Sword Sect, there are three islands and six halls, I don't know if you will join that island and that hall in the future. Yu Wenzhu didn't care about Ye Yun's disrespectful little movements, and continued to say with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Yun was slightly surprised, he had never heard of these things, and knowing more about them would be of some use to him, he asked casually: "What are the three islands?"

"Penglai Island, Shura Island, Taihe Island. As soon as Yu Wenzhu's words fell, the giant sword under his feet suddenly shook, and he stabilized his body and found that he was already standing on the island.

Yu Wenzhu glanced at a burly middle-aged man with a cold expression not far away, and said to Ye Yun: "You can join Shura Island, Yu Sen is the owner of this island." ”

After saying this, Yu Wenzhu hurriedly walked towards Lu Teng, Ye Yun looked at Yu Wenzhu's back, and then looked at the middle-aged man in the distance, thoughtfully, could he be Yu Sen, who was in charge of Shura Island.

The middle-aged man was wearing a purple robe and carrying a long sword with a cold light, this person was Yu Sen, the son of Penglai Zhangjiao, an eighth-order sword emperor powerhouse, he looked at the Qingxia Sect led by Lu Teng, and hurried to greet him.

"Lu Teng, I haven't seen you for a year, don't come to harm!" The middle-aged man came to Lu Teng with a smile, but his naturally dark face smiled, and in the eyes of others, it was not very comfortable.

"Huh. Lu Teng looked at the middle-aged man and nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Yu Sen, how can I ask you to greet it in person!"

"Master Sect Master went to the East China Sea Dragon Palace yesterday, there must be something important, so this time the three disciples will be presided over by me. Yu Sen smiled even more, and said: "This time, I will preside over the overall situation, what is wrong, and I hope that the master of the Lu Sect will have a lot of Haihan!"

Lu Teng was just about to say a few polite words, but Yu Wenzhu, who was behind him, interjected first, and said: "What did my cousin say, the master of the sect is your father, even if you have anything wrong, presumably the master will not blame you." ”

Lu Teng glanced at Yu Wenzhu sideways, and wanted to reprimand a few words, but because the scene was silent, the scene was a little embarrassing, at this moment, Yu Sen glared at Yu Wenzhu, and said gloomily: "The two Sword Emperor powerhouses are talking here, where is your part, haven't you reflected enough in Qingxiamen?"

"My cousin taught me a lesson. Yu Wenzhu bowed his head slightly, not making a sound.

Wang Tong listened to a few simple words of dialogue, looked at the three people in the cold scene, and sneered in his heart.

At this moment, Yu Sen suddenly raised his head and suddenly looked at the fifty Qingxia Sect disciples behind Lu Teng, staring at Wudao with an undisguised cold expression, his gaze getting colder and colder.

Wudao was like a person who had nothing to do, snorted secretly, and lowered his head slightly, Yu Sen suddenly felt a trace of weakness in his heart for no reason, he looked at Lu Teng with a strong face, and asked, "I don't know who the silver-eyed and white-haired old man is behind the Lord of the Lu Gate?"

As soon as Yu Sen's words fell, Yu Wenzhu and Wang Tong were dumbfounded, the two of them looked at each other, and a sense of absurdity arose in their hearts, what happened to Yu Sen today, could it be the first time to preside over the three disciple battles and be too happy.

Lu Teng was still calmer, he looked at Yu Sen and blurted out, "He is the oldest disciple of my Qingxia Sect, and he is only in the realm of a sword master, and Brother Yu is wrong." ”

Lu Teng just finished saying this, he felt a little inappropriate in his heart, some things were not something he could control, when he set off today, he had already felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't start because of his ability and doubts, he originally wanted to go to Penglai Island to see if the guess in his heart was true, but the result was wrong.

Yu Sen was just about to speak again, when suddenly, two streamers over Penglai Island flew to the top of his head in the blink of an eye, the streamers disappeared, and two groups of people and horses walked towards Yu Sen and Qingxiamen.

The two people in the front, a middle-aged woman with cold frost and a strong man with red eyebrows, were in the front.

The middle-aged woman of Cold Frost is the master of the Qinglian Sect, Han Qing, a fifth-order Sword Emperor powerhouse, and the Qinglian swordsmanship is practiced perfectly, followed by a group of female disciples in green clothes behind her, all of them are carrying short swords, slim and elegant, with flowers and moon appearances, like fairies like the fragrance of the country, and people can't take their eyes off at a glance.

The red-eyed strong man is the master of the Qingping Sect, Liu Lie, a fourth-order Sword Emperor powerhouse, and the auxiliary exercise 'Qingping Returns to the Yuan Decision' has been refined to the peak, and is known as the unbeatable Xiaoqiang by the Penglai Sword Sect, followed by a group of yellow-robed male disciples behind him.

At this time, this group of yellow-robed male disciples all looked at the female disciples of Qinglian Sect with reluctance, and even more, saliva hung on their lips, and when the female disciples of Qinglian Sect saw this situation, they threw countless disdainful glances at the male disciples of Qingping Sect as a whole.

Liu Lie is also straight, and after scolding a few words angrily, the disciple behind him retracted his gaze unwillingly, and followed him in a daze, not looking around.

At this moment, Ye Yun glanced at the disciples of Qinglian Sect and Qingping Sect, and looked at the tall attic on a rockery in the distance, and under the eaves of the attic hung an ancient wood-colored plaque, which was engraved with three big characters 'Penglai Pavilion'.

Several sect masters gathered together, Yu Sen clenched his fists slightly at Han Qing and Liu Lie, and said, "The two sect masters are coming from afar, why don't you take a break first, let's discuss it carefully at night, and hold a disciple battle tomorrow?"

Lu Teng frowned slightly and didn't say anything, he didn't know what he was thinking, Liu Lie and Han Qing might be a little tired from the long distance, and the two nodded slightly in acquiescence.

The three sect masters and Yu Sen walked side by side, and the disciples followed behind, and in a moment they disappeared to the edge of the island, heading towards the center of the island.