Qiyun Town is located in Liuyun Mountain, although the town is not very prosperous, but there are also teahouses, wine shops, shops, shops and markets. The daily materials of Liuyun Mountain are usually purchased here, and Liuyun disciples also come to the town from time to time.

The Wuda couple, who usually sell breakfast in the market, hurriedly pushed the small wooden cart out of the stall to rush home, and kept muttering, "Amitabha, Amitabha." Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless. May the Bodhisattva also bless those two guys, don't make a big fuss, something happens. ”

In a wild forest not far from Liuyun Town, in the direction of Liuyun Mountain, there are two groups of young teenagers who are mercilessly fighting. There are seven people on both sides, and they are only about twenty years old, but they don't feel jerky at all, and they are good martial arts players. The majority of the sword-making swords, and only two of the sword-making.

As the two sides were exchanging hands, a short and thin young man with a three-foot short sword said angrily: "Originally, it was unreasonable for you to rob us of our breakfast, but you pestered us to fight. Although your martial arts are not weak, you are by no means our opponent. I advise you to apologize as soon as possible, otherwise we will not be polite!"

The one who was fighting with the short and thin boy was a horse-faced and thin-cheeked young man with a long sword, and he replied in a playful tone: "Hehehe, your verbal skills are much better than your fists and feet." If it weren't for the two of you, the uncles wouldn't really have the heart to play with them. ”

"Hmph! A little follower is a little follower, and your boss is not as easy as you at this time. The short and thin boy replied stiffly.

At this time, there are two people fighting each other, and between the changes in moves, the light and shadow are vertical and horizontal, and it is difficult to distinguish between up and down for a while.

One of them, a young man, dressed in a lilac robe, was tall and straight, handsome and strange. He was holding a three-foot long sword, but it was a little wider and thicker. However, there is no clumsiness, and it is even more powerful and fast.

Another young man, dressed in silk and white, has a handsome figure, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and his expression is gentle and sharp, as if he is not stained with fine dust. Only the eyes were slightly melancholy. Make a simple long sword, the cold light is faint, and the reality is unpredictable.

The purple-robed young man just dodged the white-clothed young man's long sword and picked it lightly. His figure spun sharply, and the broad sword in his hand slashed diagonally towards the upper right of the white-clothed young man.

The broadsword made a buzzing sound, and the layers of swords were swirling, fierce and powerful. Obviously, the internal force is transported, and the internal force is really not weak. Seeing a sword slash.

The young man in white was not flustered, and just followed the way he did just now. Take a half-step back and bow down. Kankan dodged the purple-clothed young man, his body did not stop, and the long sword in his hand slashed strongly, straight towards the purple-clothed young man's neck. This sword light is faint, and the sound breaks through the sky, like a flowing cloud, indescribable. It is also used with internal strength, and it is not weaker than the young man in purple, and its power is slightly stronger.

The long sword was getting closer and closer, and there was no place to dodge, so Ziyi immediately used his internal strength and swung his sword to block it.

A metal explosion roared, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

The two of them each took three steps back, and their hearts were secretly wandering. These two people usually feel that their martial arts are already outstanding among the younger generation. I don't want to meet my opponent today. Due to the limitations of his identity, he cannot display his martial arts. But if you continue to fight like this, there will be no result after all. So the two were no longer entangled, and immediately displayed their own martial arts.

The purple-clothed young man changed his moves, and in the previous swordsmanship, he had the meaning of continuity. The strength is more and more obvious, and there is a little softness. If the young man in purple was like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests before, now he is even more like a real dragon that roams for nine days.

And the young man in white is still unpredictable, but there is a faint power of wind and thunder in the changes of reality and reality. Like a thunderous outpour, like a King Kong subduing demons.

The purple-clothed young man covered the white-clothed young man's whole body with a sword, and was broken by the white-clothed young man's sword.

The young man in purple greeted him with his sword, and the young man in white indirectly wiped away from the void and reality.

The young man in purple was overjoyed to see this, and there were not many young peers who were comparable to his martial arts. Then the more fierce the fight, the more brave the fight, the more ruthless the fight.

……

With a pop, a messy air current, rushing wildly in all directions. The dust was messy, and the branches of the trees were also blown away by the air current.

The purple-clothed young man took four or five steps back, stomped on the ground sharply, barely holding on, holding the sword in his hand, half-kneeling on the ground, panting.

The young man in white took five or six steps back, barely standing. Sweated. Obviously, the twelfth form of the Liuyun Sword is ancient and barbaric, and the burden is too great for him now.

The people on the side were already dumbfounded, and they were stuck in place. In an instant, both of them reacted. Everyone on the white-clothed young man's side was overjoyed, and the purple-clothed young man's face was ugly, red and purple, obviously unwilling to accept it.

But now is not the time to be happy and sad, and both sides hurriedly stepped forward to support them.

They asked urgently, "How is it, are you okay?"

"Rest assured, nothing happens. ”

The young man in white and purple waved his hand and replied strangely similarly.

With the support of the purple-clothed young man, he barely straightened his body, and said with a slight tremble: "I Gong Yan! dare to ask a friend of the Liuyun Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, the young man in white also reluctantly straightened his body, slowed down, and calmly returned with his hand: "Thank you Ling Jianzong's friends, in Xia Lin Zhanqing!"

"Ling Jian Sect, one of the six great demon paths of today's martial arts!"

At noon, in Liuyun Square, Liuyun Mountain.

After a morning of assessment, the rankings of the five disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect in the hall have all been decided. The top two in each class are:

Tianxingtang's eldest disciple Zeng Que, and the second disciple Liao Quan.

The eldest disciple of the Earth Instrument Hall, Ping Ziyan, and the fifth disciple Du Yuan.

The second disciple of Yuan Meng, the third disciple of Tong Die.

Gu Xi, the eldest disciple of Yanwutang, and Yan Han, the second disciple.

As for Liuyuntang?......

"Senior Brother Han, what's the matter with Senior Brother Lin Zhanqing Lin and nephew? Could it be that you can maintain your martial arts cultivation to a high level, and don't take a few of our disciples in your eyes?"

"Li, Senior Brother Li. How is this said, how can there be such a thing. If his Lin boy dares to have this idea, see how I, Han Molin, clean him up. ”

"Hee-hee-hee, Senior Brother Han. Master Lin hasn't seen anyone at this time, so wouldn't he elope with a beautiful woman from which family? You, who are masters, if Zhan Zhan has a good match, you have to become a perfect family. ”

"Cough!cough!cough!Month, Senior Sister Yue. Zhan'er must have a good relationship, how can I not know when I am a master. I apologize to Senior Sister Yue. ”

"You all stop and stop, first find out why Master Lin's nephew is gone?

"Or Senior Brother Zhang is the most reasonable, so no one knows where Senior Nephew Lin went? Yuning's niece has always been familiar with Lin's nephew, and even Yuning's niece doesn't know?"

"Senior Brother Yin, if Ning'er knew that she was in such a hurry, Ning'er would also be in a hurry. ”

At this moment, I could only hear a slightly angry squeamish, "Brother Zhan, where have you been!Huh? Why is Brother Zhan's breath so unstable?Zhan, Senior Brother Lin, why are you covered in dust?" Han Yuning was in a hurry, and actually called out the private name of Lin Zhanqing, Brother Zhan. Realizing that she was out of shape, Han Yuning's face flushed. I was in a hurry, and my expression returned to normal.