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The new Qingxiao Hall on the top of the new Qingxiao Hall is new and new, more majestic than the original Qingxiao Palace, the lying cow in front of the hall looks back at the moon, and there is a truncated iron chain tied to the nose, the black and swarthy without the slightest rust, and each iron chain is engraved with esoteric runes. There have been several disciples of the Qingqiu Sect who claimed to have seen the Lying Cow swing their horns and shake their ears in the foggy early morning, and the upper echelons of Qingqiu also let such mysterious remarks go, but there is one thing that has indeed undergone strange changes after the Lying Cow has gone up the mountain, and the aura on the mountain has become more and more full.

On the square, there is a scene that is incompatible with the land of Taoism, the place of Qing cultivation, there are actually several tents, and the camping is none other than the people of the Iron Sword Villa, who have come to knock the mountain for several days. Qingqiu Gate actually provided them with a place to rest, but the people of this Iron Sword Villa were fierce and did not appreciate half of their feelings, not only eating and drinking in the square, but also finding the Qinglou woman under the mountain to have fun, making the mountain a miasma, and the disciples on the mountain were forced by the order of the elders to dare not find the people of the Iron Sword Villa to theorize, but they were secretly full of breath in their hearts, and they had to clean up this group of Jianghu people from other places when they were out of the customs.

But Qingqiu Gate and Iron Sword Villa finally sparked.

In fact, the reason is a bit funny, that is, today's generation of disciples Mo Zheng led several junior disciples to clean the square, and had a quarrel with the people of Iron Sword Villa, at this time Mo Zheng's master Zhan Feng came forward, originally as a master of Qingqiumen, he expected that the people of Iron Sword Villa would sell face, who knew that it was at the moment of confrontation between the two people, and the people of Iron Sword Villa laughed shamefully at the smell of Zhan Feng's fart all the time. Being exposed by someone, Zhan Feng became impulsive when he was angry, he didn't believe how capable a mountain villa could be, and he would have to be righteous when he drew his sword, but he didn't expect that it would be long before the iron sword villa killed a little grandmaster in the spiritual realm, and a flying sword out of the sheath directly scared Zhan Feng to the point of urine.

The sky changed, the sky and the earth were scattered and drizzled, moisturizing things silently, Zhan Feng lay on the ground, and stood up unintentionally even if a few disciples shouted, the back of his right hand was cut deep by the flying sword, and the blood stained the ground scarlet. This kind of weather reminded him of the Demon Sect attacking the mountain at that time, since that person was born, Qingqiu no longer has a sword cultivation qi cultivation, and those old grievances have also gone with the wind, but he can't help but resent someone who cultivates the sword at this moment.

"Okay, you Lu Guannan, hurt my backyard to such a field, if it weren't for your gift, I would be angry today, would I lose face" Zhan Feng looked at the sky and scolded with a smile.

At this time, someone walked from the front of Qingxiao Hall with a sword, and all the Qingqiu Sect disciples present from near and far did not recognize him, with sword eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, and among the younger generation, only subservient to Chongwu, the mushroom-headed disciple in the small courtyard of the back mountain. There is a secret in the door that is no longer a secret, and it is said that the mushroom head is already more powerful than the old master.

Wu Ji was holding the Wu family's jade-headed sword in his arms, and walked to Zhan Feng's side under the gaze of everyone.

"Boy, do you want to use the sword to ask for the law" Feeling the murderous aura, Zhan Feng asked with a smile.

"Yes." Wu Ji looked at the people of the Iron Sword Villa who were arrogant in front of him.

"The little grandmaster of the spiritual realm of others, don't make senseless sacrifices, it's better to call your master." Zhan Feng got up slowly.

"Spiritual Realm." Wu Ji's peach blossom eyes condensed slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he continued: "The spiritual realm is invincible in the world, and the little uncle didn't have the spiritual realm in his eyes when he entered the Yan realm. ”

"Huh." Zhan Feng is in his heart

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I want to make a sarcasm at you, Wu Ji is not that person, but he instantly felt ashamed, and looked at Wu Ji's back with reverence, "Apprentice, it's the first time I've felt old as a teacher." ”

Mo Zheng squatted beside Zhan Feng, pinched his nose and nodded.

"Who are you from humiliating it again," someone from Iron Sword Villa shouted at Wu Ji.

"It doesn't matter who it is, let me teach you your flying sword." Wu Ji's neat sword waited.

"Don't be ashamed" The little master of the Iron Sword Villa once again sacrificed his sword out of the sheath, and the flying sword hung in the air as if it was spiritual, and shot at Wu Ji with a roar.

The people of Iron Sword Villa cheered together, these days guarding the top of this mountain where birds don't, except for the girl in the green building to relieve boredom, it is really a fade out of the bird, many times deliberately picking quarrels and provoking troubles finally waited for today's excitement, the heart is called a happy, and look at how this hairless second stunned Taoist priest was cleaned up.

The flying sword is strong and agile, coming and going without a trace and can attack in all directions, but it still relies on the control of the sword master, and Wu Ji's self-confidence in carrying the sword power comes from the battle path swordsmanship born from the Sanzheng sword. At this time, the flying sword is aggressive, and the attack is super orderly, it can be seen that this little grandmaster's sword is not overnight, Wu Ji's jade head sword body is wide and the sword head is heavy, and it is a heavy weapon tempered in the battlefield, and now it is even more Lu Guannan to comprehend the sword, so the sword move is fierce and domineering, after the flying sword was slashed several times, although the little grandmaster's face was cold, in fact, the internal organs had already been counterattacked, and the blood was churning.

One person and one sword are fighting hotly, and the people who watch it are even more fascinated, if it weren't for the different camps, the people of Iron Sword Villa really want to shout for these two stunned Taoist priests. You must know that this little grandmaster is not small, he is one of the ten swords of the Iron Sword Villa, and he is famous far and wide.

Dozens of moves have passed in the blink of an eye, and the speed of the flying sword has slowed down a little, but the sword on Wu Ji's body has a lot of wounds, and blood is splashed all over the ground.

"Huh." Wu Ji supported the ground with one hand, held the sword on his back in his right hand, his Taoist clothes fluttered, and he looked up a little hideously and sneered: "See if you have the consciousness to die."

The little grandmaster who didn't move in place was provoked by Wu Ji's words, spit out a long turbid breath in his chest, and coughed up blood, and said angrily: "You find death, I will fulfill you"

"Slow"

There was a sword in front of Qingxiao Palace, and the sound reached the sword, blocking between Wu Ji and the little grandmaster of Iron Sword Villa.

"Elder Jing Hao"

The disciples of the Qingqiu Sect who were close to the Qingxiao Hall all shouted towards the middle-aged man who walked down the stone steps.

Half an hour later, the conflict in the square had ended, and the winners and losers had not yet been decided, and Elder Jing Hao drank away from the disciples of the Qingqiu Sect, as if he didn't want to add new hatred to the old grudges with the Iron Sword Villa at this juncture. In order to celebrate the achievement, everyone in the powerful Iron Sword Villa sent a group of people down the mountain to buy flower wine.

The mountains are empty and rainy, the clouds are swirling on the mountainside, and on the quiet mountain road, a few people from the Iron Sword Villa who were reminiscing about the competition saw another group of people going up the mountain.

How could a few people in the Iron Sword Villa, who had already taken the limelight everywhere in the mountain, take the people in their eyes, and when they met for a while, they would definitely swagger over and let the people give way obediently.

In the blink of an eye, the fog between the two pedestrians going down and up the mountain became lighter and lighter.

In the secluded courtyard of the back mountain, a young man wearing a robe that symbolizes the identity of the head of Qingqiu Gate holds a sword in his hand, and after holding his breath and concentrating, he takes out his sword, but before he can take a step, he presses his chest with his left hand in pain, leans over and supports the ground with his sword,

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Under the scattered long hair is a terrifying face, and the meridian muscles under the skin burst, causing blood-red broken lines, not only on the face, but also all over the body.

The young man roared in dismay.

Yue Xiaofeng, who arrived in a hurry, picked up the young man and said anxiously: "Senior brother, don't be in a hurry. ”

The young man retched, suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, but the blood still flowed from his fingers to the ground, the young man laughed like crazy, his body trembled, "Hehe, it's really embarrassing to see that everyone else has stepped on the door, I, as the head of the house, but I hid under the guise of retreat, it's really useless and useless."

"Senior brother, don't be like this, there is still the master and the elders, you are seriously injured, who will blame you" Yue Xiaofeng said anxiously.

"Xiaofeng." The young man calmed his emotions, but his tone was more calm than despairing, "Do you say that I have lost the meridians of my whole body and been shaken off by the vitality of the demon sect people, why should I try my best to escape at that time, it may be better to die directly in their hands." ”

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense" Yue Xiaofeng's narrow eyes burst with indisputable anger, but he blinked his eyes and felt soft and pity, silently helped the young man up, and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood stains for him.

The young man looked at the little junior brother in front of him, feeling that the movements of the two were too emotional, so he took Yue Xiaofeng's hand towel without embarrassment, wiped it himself, and turned around and walked away a few steps, and asked after a long time: "Xiaofeng, what are you doing here?"

Yue Xiaofeng saw that the young man had recovered his emotions, and replied with relief: "The disciples who went to explore the Iron Sword Villa are back, their strength is much stronger than we expected, and the owner of the village is the Ten Directions Dao Monarch." ”

"Got it." The young man's eyes were lonely.

"Senior brother, the matter is because of me, so I will give an explanation to the Iron Sword Villa" This idea is not the first time that Yue Xiaofeng has put forward this idea, but no one will allow it whether it is the elder of the sect or the senior brother in charge.

Eliminate the demon and defend the way, what is wrong

Iron Sword Villa is reasonable.

"If only he were there." The young man sighed.

On the mountain road, the two lines of people have met, there are four people on the mountain, the first one is a strange man with a silver face, a magic knife is murderous, and the black chain wrapped around the body makes a sound from time to time. Then there was a handsome man in black shirt with a sword at his waist, who came out of the world, although his face was indifferent, but there was no one in his eyes at all. Behind is a young man and a little girl, although the boy is small, but every step is like a giant's step, shaking their hearts and liver, and the little girl is even more terrifying, like a little ghost scanning them, three souls and six spirits are about to be gone.

The four people who went up the mountain were gone, but the few people in the Iron Sword Villa didn't say a word, and they went down the mountain quietly as if they had lost their souls, completely unaware that their clothes were soaked with sweat, just a strong trembling, for fear that they would die if they spoke.

When the people of the Iron Sword Villa on the mountain stopped the four people for interrogation, the man in the black shirt only smiled and said, "Go up the mountain and return the sword." ”

After that, the news spread on the top of the mountain.

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