Liangchen pressed the thoughts in his heart, but on the surface, he continued to ask with a casual look: "What is the strength of the three people in the Jindan Realm?

"Although the Open Heaven Sword among the three Jindan is at the peak of the early stage, the sword intent is heavy, and it is known as opening the heavens and splitting the earth, and it is said that not only has no opponent at the same level, but also can fight with Jindan in the middle stage.

The Night Wind Sword is also a leader in the middle stage, and although the sword intent is soft, it should not be underestimated. It is rumored that the Yanyu Sword in the late Jindan period has stepped into the threshold of Yuanying with one foot, and he has inherited the wind and rain swordsmanship, and his moves are cold and continuous, and he is the first person below Yuanying in Tianjian Mountain. ”

"But among the three of them, the most tricky one should be the Heaven Opening Sword. The peak master of the North Peak put down the tea bowl in his hand and frowned.

"Oh, why is it that the most tricky one is the lowest realm?" asked Liangchen immediately adding tea and following the words.

"My sect is good at sword formations, and it also cultivates forging divine arts, and it always consumes more energy in the early stage than the people in the east. The sword intent of the Open Heaven Sword was strong, so the old man was a little worried about his first few waves of attacks. The North Peak Peak Lord explained.

"I see. Liangchen nodded.

"In this five battles, except for the first two battles of the Jindan period, the old man is a little bottomless, but the next three battles are somewhat sure. The North Peak Peak Lord paused meaningfully as he spoke, and then continued: "But the old man has also been prepared, this time the first battle is a closed disciple of the old man, the old man has given him a treasure for temporary use, although it is a little difficult to win, but to remain undefeated, it is not difficult to get a draw, so the next few battles will be easy to fight!"

"The peak master is thoughtful! No wonder the sect master sent me over but let you arrange everything, sure enough, I am experienced and confident, this battle between the east and the west will definitely be able to return triumphantly!"

"Haha, the world will not be yours in the future. The North Peak Peak Lord was praised by him, and the last trace of displeasure in his heart disappeared, and he laughed.

When the two were drinking tea and arguing, in a cave in the mountains of Fenlong Ridge, a group of saber monks in strange costumes were sitting.

The Sabre Monk was dressed in purple clothes and lined up around, and an old man sat in the center, who was the Tsing Yi Ancestor of the Sword Sect.

"Qi Qi is in charge, the people of the East and West Sects have all arrived and lived in the mountains. A disciple entered the cave and bowed down.

"Let's go down. The purple arc broke the light and waved his hand, then turned his head and bowed to the ancestor: "Ancestor, the people of the Eastern and Western Sword Sect have already arrived. ”

"How's the arrangement inside?" the old man in Tsing Yi nodded when he heard the sound and asked rhetorically.

"Qi Qi Ancestor, our people are already arranging, everything is under control, it's just... There is one thing that I don't understand. The purple arc broke through the light and stopped talking.

"Say!" said the old man in Tsing Yi.

"With the help of the Ancestor, and the help of the Demon King, wouldn't it be easy to kill these people, why do you have to go to great lengths to make this plan to kill people with a knife?

"With the strength of a few of us, it's easy to kill all of these people, but if you make a rash move, if you leak a hint of rumors, those two old thieves are really tricky if they release their suspicions. ”

"So to make the later plans a little easier, it's worth waiting an extra night. After all, our mana has not recovered, and the devil can't be trusted!" The old man in Tsing Yi looked ahead, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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At the same time, a hundred miles away from the Fenlong Ridge, there was a black fog that was vague and flickering in the night, sometimes penetrating the land, sometimes rising again, as if ghosts were difficult to find.

The black mist burrowed into the ground every dozens of miles, and then appeared from another place, although the track seemed to be irregular, but looking down from the sky, you could see that it was actually a ghost head pattern with a radius of hundreds of miles as the center of the Fenlong Ridge.

When the ghost head was painted, the black fog that had penetrated into the ground never appeared again, and at the same moment, the black fog that remained in the air also disappeared and disappeared.

And in the attic in the center of this ghost's head, Liangchen, who was drinking tea, suddenly felt shocked, as if something trembled in his heart.

But it was only for a moment, and the slightest feeling disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"What?" the North Peak Peak Lord seemed to sense his abnormality and asked.

"Nothing. It's just that there is a trace of apprehension in my heart, I'm afraid that it will be the first time to participate in the battle of the Sword Sect, so I'm a little worried. Liangchen released his divine thoughts and sensed it around, but he didn't check it, and shook his head to answer with a self-deprecating look.

"Hehe, the old man has arranged this battle, everything is under control, don't worry too much. The North Peak Peak Lord looked at his appearance, as if he remembered himself a long time ago.

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Thousands of miles away, a cloud-shrouded mountain revealed an old man in a red robe.

He looked at the sky in front of him where the wind was like a knife, the rain was like a curtain, and the lightning was faintly flashing, and then he looked at a lonely peak in the distance that went straight to the sky, and he said in an excited tone:

"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning!

"I can't imagine that this array has been used for thousands of years, and it still has such power!"

"I can't imagine that I can see this again in this life!" he said that he took out a light yellow token, the token was like jade not jade, like wood not wood, and engraved a "clear" word on it, he gently held it, and the wind and rain in front of him stopped, and he jumped straight into the rain.

When I reached the front of the peak, I heard a loud shout: "Who is coming?"

In the wind and rain, a team of mountain protection disciples appeared, looking at the red-robed old man who almost broke into the mountain gate, and was secretly frightened.

"Old friend of the Sword Sect! Come and see the people in the sky. The old man looked at a few people and said lightly.

When the leading disciple heard that he dared to call the master by his name, and called himself an old friend, his face suddenly changed, and then he stared at the faint glow token in the old man's hand, but his heart was like turning over the river.

"Hasn't the Sword Sect long since disappeared?"

"Is that token a fast sunny order?"

He didn't dare to show many questions, so he bowed down and asked, "Please ask the name of the senior, and the junior can also report it!"

"Yang Extinguishing Ancestor!" replied softly to the red-robed old man.

Four words fell into the ears of several people, but they were no less than thunder in the sky!

Back then, the Sword Sect was also one of the few sects in Zhongzhou, but since the two ancestors of Yin and Yang were killed by the Sword Ancestor, the remaining disciples were scattered like trees, and they all fled to other places, how could they suddenly come back from the dead and appear in front of them!

It is said that the Sword Sect had a very deep relationship with the Heavenly Sect back then, and the token in his hand must be almost clear!

The leading disciple thought quickly in his heart, and lowered his head even lower:

"Please wait a while, the younger generation, please welcome the teacher!"