There are a hundred flowers in the mountains, gorgeous like stars, like the old times, but today.

Nan Nuo looked at Luoyang with a smile, knowing that he was forbearance and hard work, that day and night, every time Jiang Luo was mentioned, he was full of praise, although he did not say it explicitly, but he was full of expectations for this little apprentice, and now seeing this back, if it was not out of place, the little man would probably laugh from ear to ear.

Thinking that Nan Nuo winked at Luoyang, Luoyang smiled lightly, and was about to transmit the sound, when a roar broke out in the mountains, "I'm coming!"

A lover followed the prestige, and the young man dressed as a swordsman flew close to him, looked at the spirit sword in Jiang Luo's hand, and said: "This is the Qiushui Sword, it's really a beautiful thing to be his enemy!"

Jiang Luo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were like water, and he saluted with his sword, and he would not slack off because the opponent did not enter the mountain gate, nor would he be embarrassed by the opponent's calm demeanor.

"Let's get started. ”

After the young man took the sword salute, Luoyang said softly, and the sound fell and the sword moved, Jiang Luo and the young man did not use spiritual power, and led the sword to attack, which was faster and more ruthless than the most basic.

This is what the Tibetan Sword Sword Cultivation is best at, after five moves, the young man had to urge his spiritual power to force Jiang Luo away, and shouted coldly: "Be careful!"

The sound fell and the nine sword qi roared up, rolling and overlapping, falling leaves and flying flowers, mighty like waves but failed to touch the corner of Jiang Luoyi, seeing that the young man was chic, Luoyang and Nannuo couldn't help but chuckle, but Song Zidie shook his head dissatisfiedly, rolled his eyes at the young man, and said: "What be careful, it's just like that!"

The voice was very soft, but the young man raised his eyebrows, glanced at Jiang Luo, who fell from the top of his head, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: "Master, is there a way to defeat him, Fang entered the mountain gate and was underestimated, and the future is unpredictable." ”

The old man in the ring opened his eyes, glanced at Luoyang and Nannuo, couldn't help frowning, cautiously perceiving Jiang Luo's sword style, and replied: "You have to pay attention to the purpose of doing things, now tell me, what is your purpose?"

"Learn the sword, take revenge!"

"Very good, do you still want to defeat him now? If you want, I can help you, but that also means that you can't join Kunlun, you can only find another way......

"Thank you Master for teaching, but if I don't defeat him, how can I become a Kunlun disciple?"

"This level is called the Asking Heart Sword, since he wants to see it, let him see your Sword Heart. ”

The old man laughed softly, the young man raised his sword to block the autumn water, stared at Jiang Luo's sword style change, sincere to the sword, the sword came out of the heart, a little cold star shone brightly, Jiang Luo hurriedly collected the sword and retreated, and did not attack again.

With the sword just now, it should be enough.

"What's your name?"

Luoyang chuckled and looked at the young man, his eyes flashed on the ring, and the smile was even worse, making Nan Nuo a little curious, and looked at the young man carefully, but he couldn't see the reason.

"Junior Lin Haoxiu, I have seen my seniors. ”

Luoyang nodded, pointed in the direction of Song Zidie, and said softly: "Standing over there, it won't take too long." ”

"Thank you, senior. ”

Lin Haoxiu bowed and saluted, walked to Song Zidie's side, kept a distance from the girl, and silently communicated with the old man in the ring.

"He can't have found out......

"This is Kunlun Mountain, you don't need to dwell on this, even if you find out, as long as you don't have bad intentions, he won't have any thoughts about your secrets, what Jian Xiu cares about is the sword in his hand, not anything else. ”

"Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts, what kind of good thing can be with the demons?"

"Heh, you see it too closely, but it's not your fault, the rivers and mountains haven't been walked, the books haven't been read, remember it, the biggest enemy is always yourself, don't let your knowledge trap you!"

The old man said softly, the young man nodded after thinking carefully, looked at Luoyang, and looked around him, and before he knew it, there were several teenagers standing side by side with him, and there were also two or three teenagers standing facing him.

As the day approaches, Luoyang did not stop the assessment, and the later teenagers did not shout grievances, and they did not make a move earlier and stayed until now, so how can they be qualified to cry grievances?

The bright moon is scattered all over the mountains and forests, there are only two teenagers left in the mountains, the burly young man stepped back again, raised his hand to carry the shoulder of the young man in Tsing Yi, like a mountain, the young man couldn't help but look at Jiang Luo, and stepped forward.

One step later, the pressure on his shoulders was gone, and the young man looked a little cramped under the gaze of everyone, blushing, breaking a small branch in the mountains, and clumsily performing a sword salute, no matter how he looked at it.

"Both of these are wooden swords, please. ”

Jiang Luo put away Qiushui, took out two wooden swords and walked to the young man, motioning for him to check his choice.

The young man chose a wooden sword at random, waved it twice, his face was ugly, and then pulled out another wooden sword, and swung the two swords in unison, which seemed to be different.

Luoyang tilted his head to look at Jiang Luo, and looked at him with a quiet and satisfied gaze, "There is no need to compare, the two swords are made of the same material, and there can be no difference in severity." ”

The sword-dancing boy's face turned red, and he didn't reluctantly throw out the long sword and was taken by Lin Haoxiu, turning his hand and throwing it up gently, confident that this kind of strength could be blocked by the young man.

But the young man was clumsy and didn't catch it, smiled embarrassedly, and even made a gesture to Luoyang, and his groveling appearance made everyone despise him. Just go and listen to the book

The young man bent down and picked up the wooden sword, got up very normally, and stabbed a sword at the most suitable angle, straight towards Jiang Luo's eyebrows, and soon, it was ten times faster than Lin Haoxiu's sword, which made Song Zidie's face change greatly.

The sword still missed, and just when Jiang Luo was suspicious, the dagger in the young man's left hand fell again, and at the same time, a purple-black glow flashed around his body.

"Break the army!

The only burly young man who didn't make a move made a gesture of holding the sword, and used the non-existent sword to cut out the sword light, Luoyang raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed at the imaginary point, annihilated the sword light, and guided the three swords of the god to nail the young man to the void.

"You're in a group?"

"Lao Tzu never walks with people who steal chickens and dogs!"

"What's your name, from that family?"

"Lao Tzu's name is Chen Lie, look at the sword!"

The burly young man swung the non-existent sword again, his clothes were torn apart by the strong force, Luoyang probed his hand, and the sword light died out of thin air before it could rise.

"Good means, if you block my last sword, Lao Tzu will admit defeat!"

Chen Liewen said angrily, although he said that his voice was similar to an ordinary roar, Luoyang nodded, and made enough room for the young man, this swordsmanship came from Laoshan Mountain, and it opened and closed widely, and it was too close to be unleashed.

"You have to be careful not to be hacked to death by me. ”

Chen Lie took a deep breath, his body doubled wildly, holding the non-existent sword in both hands, and before he could cut down the mountain, a thin old man appeared on the mountain road, flew and kicked Chen Lie down the mountain, turned around and walked towards Luoyang, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said: "Lie'er is the last descendant of my Laoshan Mountain, what's wrong with entering your Kunlun to learn a sword?"

"Seniors, there are no rules......"

"Stop, stop, don't tell me this, it's reasonable to have a big fist, just ask you, if I beat you down, can Lie'er enter Kunlun?"

"Can't!"

"Isn't that ...... What? No, you little bastard, look at the tricks!"

The old man was exposed, his hands were clenched, and he had the same posture as Chen Lie, but he gave people a sense of oppression like Mount Tai.

Jiang Luo clenched his sword talisman and stared at Luoyang's back, surprisingly, Luoyang did not use the Heavenly Sword, learned from the old man, held the sword that he didn't need, and slashed back and forth with the old man, and before the storm arose, he was annihilated by the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Formation, Luoyang rolled into the mountain in embarrassment, and the old man squatted on the mountain rock and gave a thumbs up.

"There is a kind, with the Great Wuxiang Sword against the Great Wuxiang Sword, you are worthy of being the apprentice of Qi Tianxiang. ”

"Don't be complacent, senior, look at your left shoulder!"

Luoyang got up in embarrassment in the mountains, and walked into the air, and the disciples looked at the old man's left shoulder, where there was a clear sword mark, cutting through Mai.

"Cutting the sword with a sword, the five qi are extremely injured, what a young genius!"

The old man's voice sounded in his ears, Lin Haoxiu glanced at the ring on his hand quietly, the first time he heard the master praise a person like this, even if he once talked about the young ancestor, he was in a comparable tone, Luoyang has a lot of stories in the world, Lin Haoxiu has always thought that those people exaggerated Actually, now it seems that it is a good reputation.

"Ah, your little doll has two brushes, Qi Tianxiang taught you very well, Lie'er will be handed over to you, I don't care about anything else, if he can't eat enough and can't dress warmly, I will smash you Kunlun Mountain." ”

After saying that, the old man drifted away, and Chen Lie climbed the mountain in time, looked at the empty mountain, and thought that he was hallucinating.

Luoyang looked around at everyone and chuckled: "Lin Haoxiu, let's go up the mountain, as for you, you go down the mountain, it may be that I have lost my eyes, you are not suitable for sword cultivation!"

The dream of chasing thousands of miles was shattered like this, and the young men on the left side of the mountain road all lowered their heads, clenched their fists, and were unwilling, thinking about opening their mouths, but as long as they could observe the words and looks, they could see that Luoyang's face was displeased.

"Immortal Chief, I'm ...... I want to stay, serve tea and pour water, and accompany the sword, as long as I am allowed to stay, I can do anything. ”

One of the brocade-clothed men was the first to speak, Luoyang stared at him silently, admiring the heat in his eyes, and deliberately waited for a long time, saying, "Is there anything like him?"

There was anger in his voice, the remaining teenagers lowered their heads, no one dared to speak again, Luoyang nodded to the young man, and said, "Stand over there, the rest of the people, there will be a period later!"

Hearing the voice, everyone raised their heads back and forth, staring at the brocade-clothed boy, either envious or jealous, no matter what, they could only watch Kunlun Mountain disappear.

When the streamer is far away, the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Array of the Zhutian Jedi is full of streamers, and the Kunlun Mountain is full of sword energy, destroying all traces under the control of Fang Jingqi, swallowing the dead silence, reversing the vitality, calling the ancient trees verdant and the flowers delicate.

The teenagers stared at the sky, and the sun should be so dazzling in the hot season!

The desert heat wave under the same sky was surging, even the stubborn poplar seemed to have lost its spirit, and in the looming glow, the young man in the silk costume staggered forward, stepped into the air, rolled down the sand dune, and was swallowed up by a huge mouth before he could get up.

The streamer flashed in the air, and Qi Yin waited in the air for a long time, smiled at the giant scorpion hidden under the sand, and disappeared into the mirage-like ancient city in the distance.

When Qi Yin walked away, the giant scorpion climbed out of the sand dunes, spit out the boy in the scorching glow, glanced at the looming ancient city, and said: "Go to the Central Plains, go to Kunlun, only they can save Loulan, if you can't find Kunlun, spread the news of the ruins, and the monks will make profits!"