Chapter One Hundred and Nine; Iron Sword Gate

In Dazefu City, the inner city, in an elegant and quiet manor, Chen Tiande, the elder of the inner gate of the Iron Sword Sect, stood in front of the carp pond with black hair and no wrinkles on his skin.

Every time he threw a handful of fish food into the water, it would set off a spectacular picture of thousands of carp scrambling, he was in a good mood, this time the head of the Iron Sword Sect sent him into the world to select disciples with good talents, more than a year has passed, and there are only a few people in sight, but in these few unpolished jade, there is a qualified person.

Without the inheritance of the martial arts sect, he cultivated to the upper three grades at the age of twenty-four, and he was also proficient in swordsmanship and martial arts, and his talent in swordsmanship was also quite good.

"Elder!"

In vain, several young men returned from outside and appeared in the rear.

"Yes. You young people are impetuous, and when you go to a place, you like to wander around, and the old man can understand it. But when you get to the Iron Sword Gate, you have to concentrate on cultivating the Tao and cut off the red dust, and after three years, all the disciples who can't pass the assessment will be eliminated from the name of the outer disciples. ”

Chen Tiande taught a few young people without anger, and when he looked at the young man with a golden sheath sword in his hand, he said with a slight smile on his face: "Your talent is the best in this group of people selected by the old man, when you arrive at the Iron Sword Gate, remember not to be lazy and slack, this bottle of small pill is given to you, it is a medium-grade pill, which is of great benefit to your cultivation." ”

Several young people sighed with envy and hatred, sure enough, when they got there, they all treated this kind of thing differently, this little Huandan was already the tenth reward that the young man surnamed Gu had received, and they didn't have a single one.

"Thank you, Elder!" Gu Xuanfeng, who had long eyebrows and sideburns, and his appearance was also handsome, gave a salute respectfully and put away the pill.

"What about Pei Yan?" Chen Tiande swept his eyes and found that there was one person missing.

"Senior Brother Pei Yan met an acquaintance and may have to come back later." Someone replied.

Chen Tiande did not doubt him, and with a squeeze, he ordered several young people to learn martial arts.

The Iron Sword Gate is mainly based on the way of the sword, all the disciples of the Iron Sword Gate, whether they practiced the sword technique or the fist method before, they must change the sword technique when they arrive at the Iron Sword Gate, you can not, but you can't help but learn.

Therefore, when several young people were sparring, they used the introductory swordsmanship of the Iron Sword Gate, which was full of loopholes and jerky, and Chen Tiande shook his head when he saw it, and when Gu Xuanfeng made a move, Chen Tiande's eyes lit up, the young man's momentum was like a rainbow, and the long sword in his hand was out of his body with a sonorous sound, shining a large area of blazing sword light like a waterfall.

Several young people at the scene glanced at each other, and attacked Gu Xuanfeng together, but they were defeated one by one, judging from Gu Xuanfeng's calm and relaxed Mo Yan, he had not yet shown all his strength.

He was able to win so easily, it was nothing more than an advantage in the realm, on the other hand, several young people were not good at kendo martial arts, and the sword moves they displayed were full of loopholes and bells and whistles.

In the distance, two figures approached one after the other.

Pei Yan held his breath nervously, Fang Ping asked him to introduce him, he didn't refuse, in his opinion, Fang Ping's martial arts talent was even higher than his own, when the two met for the first time, he saw that Fang Ping's strength was not under him, after such a long time, Fang Ping's cultivation must have improved, in terms of talent, in terms of qualifications, Fang Ping has the qualifications to worship the Iron Sword Gate.

"Look, Senior Brother Pei is back."

"Why did you bring that kid with you?"

"Senior Brother Pei is too disagreeable, he is just familiar with that kid, why did he bring it here."

Several young people in front of the carp pond looked at Pei Yan who came over.

Gu Xuanfeng's expression was gloomy, he keenly produced a sense of crisis, Fang Ping's qi and blood were truly restrained, and he had achieved no flaws and flaws, so that he could not see any clues, there were only two possibilities, one was to cultivate the martial arts of hiding the aura, and the other was that the martial arts cultivation was not inferior to himself.

"Senior Brother Pei Yan!"

Gu Xuanfeng snorted and greeted him, blocking in front of Pei Yan, his eyes were like cold stars, and he scolded: "Is this place also something that others can step into, Elder Chen just warned me to wait, after entering the Iron Sword Gate, I should be dedicated to cultivating and cutting off the red dust, and you brought a stranger here, it can be seen that you are not ready to cultivate wholeheartedly." ”

Pei Yan smiled bitterly, wanting to explain the reason, Gu Xuanfeng took the first step to point the finger at Fang Ping, "Before I get angry, get out!" ”

Fang Ping wondered, what was this? As soon as he came up, the dog barked and barked, did he get in the way of the other party?

Shaking his head, Fang Ping replied with a word like gold: "Don't roll." ”

"What did you say?" Gu Xuanfeng couldn't help but be stunned, okay, don't be ashamed, "Say it again!" ”

"Senior Brother Gu, Brother Fang was brought by me, if you want to do it, I won't stand idly by." A cold sweat broke out on Pei Yan's forehead, but he still opened his mouth under great pressure.

A few young people not far away sneered, they really couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside, for the sake of an outsider, offended Gu Xuanfeng, who was favored by Elder Chen, when you arrived in the Iron Sword Gate, did you still have a foothold?

"Then let's lie down together." Gu Xuanfeng stepped under his feet, and the blade of the sword was as fast as lightning, quickly and skillfully slashing through Pei Yan's cheek and stabbing at Fang Ping's chest.

Pei Yan's pupils contracted, he didn't even see the speed of Gu Xuanfeng's sword clearly, this sword could kill him in an instant.

But this sword was aimed at Fang Ping.

Not far away, Chen Tiande was very interested, his eyes were blazing at the waves that were happening under this sky, the long sword stabbed out by Gu Xuanfeng condensed the majestic true qi of the upper third-grade martial artist, and the hissing sound produced when it pierced the air, it seemed to be a long dragon and a big snake, and when it was still a foot away from Fang Ping's chest, a palm the size of a fan grabbed the long sword with five fingers closed.

The blade of the sword, which was as sharp as clay, did not make the sound of cutting the flesh and bones when it was pushed in the palm of the hand, but instead rubbed a large amount of brilliant spark debris, and when the blade was still an inch away from Fang Ping's chest, it could no longer move.

The hall was full of astonishment, and the birds were silent.

Pei Yan blinked in disbelief, if Fang Ping dodged this sword with his body, it would be understandable, but Fang Ping actually restrained the sword blade stabbed by Gu Xuanfeng with his bare hands.

Gu Xuanfeng is a genius in the upper third-grade realm, it is the existence that Elder Chen favors and gives to everyone, not to put it mildly, he Pei Yan and several young people now have reluctantly entered Elder Chen's eyes, but Gu Xuanfeng's talent and age have the opportunity to become the inner disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, the true disciple.

"This can't ......" Gu Xuanfeng's eyes were red and he roared, he knew how powerful this sword he sent out, he knew it, but Fang Ping cracked it with his bare hands, and he couldn't draw back the long sword, what kind of monster is this?

"Okay, that's it."

Chen Tiande, who had stayed out of the matter a moment ago, finally spoke after witnessing Fang Ping's display of strength.

In fact, he could see the clue from the moment Fang Ping came to him, but he was not sure, after all, the young man was too young, so he acquiesced to Gu Xuanfeng's presumptuous behavior.

(End of chapter)