Xu Baichuan didn't know about the gambling fight, and even if he knew, he didn't care too much, and the thoughts born in the hearts of others were not something he could stop, but what made him care about the scenery on this road.

There are green bamboos, green pines, and plums, and even he saw a pear blossom in full bloom at this time.

Twitching his nose and smelling the aroma, it was a little pleasant, so even the steps under his feet were much faster.

He didn't know how high the mountain was, nor how far it would be to reach the Sword Sect, but it was always right to go faster.

After walking for half a day, he had reached the mountainside, and the whole road had already walked nearly a little half, and at this time, those tests did not appear, listening to what those swordsmen under the mountain said, few people walked to the mountainside, most of them just walked up a few hundred steps before being driven down the mountain by the sword qi, Xu Baichuan was so easy If they let them know, they would definitely drop their jaws.

Is it possible that even if it is a test, it depends on the age?

This is a doubt, buried in their hearts for a long time, and they have never been answered.

On the mountainside there is a time-mottled pavilion, not big or good, covered with cobwebs.

But at this moment, a young man with an unsheathed sword standing in the pavilion was looking at Xu Baichuan.

It's a little sharp.

Xu Baichuan was slightly surprised, he heard Xie Qinghuan and Chu Feng say a lot of Sword Sect tests, some went to kill demons and demons, and some wanted to board the Sword Sect at a certain time, and some wanted to refine their hearts in the illusion realm, but they had never heard them say that they wanted to fight with Sword Cultivation, this should be the first time.

Just thinking about it, I was relieved, the test is normal, and it is normal to be weird.

If you really want to get into demons and illusions, it's really too easy.

Killing demons is nothing to him, and the illusion is even less worth talking about, with the mark of the old Taoist, it is even easier to see through the illusion.

In contrast, fighting with sword cultivation can be regarded as a test.

Xu Baichuan walked a few steps and stood outside the pavilion, without saying a word, and also looked at the young man in the pavilion.

The two looked at each other silently, and in the end, the young man in the pavilion couldn't help but speak, he looked serious, and said coldly: "You are Xu Baichuan?"

Hearing his name, Xu Baichuan was really a little surprised this time, he had only met two sword cultivators along the way, and they all stayed where they were, since this was the case, how did his name spread to the Sword Sect?

He had some questions, so he asked.

He said seriously, "How do you know about me?"

The young man raised his sword and did not answer this question directly, but said: "If you want to ascend to the Sword Sect, then you have to accept the test, if an ordinary swordsman only needs to go through the test of illusion, and you have a sword qi in your body, and the sword technique has entered the room, you need to change the method." ”

He paused and continued: "The cultivation of the Sword Sect naturally has rules, and those who are not gifted and blessed will not be accepted, so if you want to ascend to the Sword Sect, you have to prove your qualifications, and now you have two choices, one is to go down the mountain, and the other is to fight against the younger generation in the mountain and fight all the way." ”

"How do you choose?"

Xu Baichuan looked at the young man, thought about it, and asked a question.

"What do you think I should choose?"

The young man was stunned, and then replied: "If I were you, I should go down the mountain at this time, as far as I know, your cultivation has not yet broken through the sword qi realm, and the junior brothers on the mountain are also sword qi at the lowest, and there is no lack of refining and heart light, you can't cope with it." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, he roughly knew the cultivation of the younger generation, and said in his heart that it was impossible not to bother, but it can be seen that he has come to this point now, and what can it be counted if he retreats further?

Xu Baichuan smiled, "If you fight all the way, presumably the first one will be to fight you?"

The young man nodded naturally, he looked at this sword cultivator who had already faintly become famous in the Sword Sect, looking forward to his answer.

Xu Baichuan was not in a hurry to respond, he first untied the wine bag on his waist, took a sip of wine, and then took out the food from the splendid bag and stuffed it in his mouth, and the faint aroma poured into the pavilion, making the young man swallow a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, and he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xu Baichuan swallowed a piece of beef jerky and took another sip of wine, then responded with a smile: "Fighting, you have to eat enough to have strength." ”

The young man was silent when he heard this, he really looked down on Xu Baichuan, the so-called first person, at least he couldn't learn this courage, and he couldn't give birth to it.

It didn't take long for him to suddenly speak again: "My name is Wang Cunyang. ”

"This sword is called Remnant Sun. ”

Xu Baichuan glanced up at him and said that he understood.

At this time, his things had almost eaten, so he simply put them away, and after tidying up his appearance, he took Qiu Feng off his waist and said seriously: "Qiu Feng, please advise." ”

Before the words fell, he ran towards Wang Cunyang as quickly as a shuttle, and the autumn wind in his hand crossed half an arc, bringing up the Dao sword light, and handed it straight to Wang Cunyang's throat.

After learning that there were still many people waiting for him behind him, he planned to solve it as soon as possible and try to save his physical strength, and he also had this in mind when he ate and drank just now.

Wang Cunyang frowned slightly, he thought that Xu Baichuan would be able to use a sword, but he never thought that it would be this situation, coming so violently, putting so much pressure on him, he knew that it was too late to resist with a sword at this time, so he instilled sword qi on the soles of his feet, and retreated three times.

After getting the vacancy, he handed out the remnant sun in his hand.

Thinking about competing in the autumn wind.

Sword Qi to Sword Qi!

Xu Baichuan's expression remained unchanged, but he just dodged the sword slightly sideways, and the autumn wind changed its direction and flirted upward, slashing through Wang Cunyang's face with the sound of the Taoist wind, bringing out a narrow bloody mouth.

Sprinkled a lot of blood red.

Seeing this, Xu Baichuan was not only proud, but a little annoyed, he should have pressed down a little more on this sword just now, so that he could cut a non-fatal blood wound between Wang Cunyang's throat.

And the sword cultivators are against each other, and if someone scratches a small hole in the fatal place, they are already considered to have lost.

This time it's a little bit closer.

Wang Cunyang's expression was a little ugly, although he had a careless mind just now, he also understood the strength of Xu Baichuan's sword, and it was clear that there was not much sword energy used in it, but why was it so strong?

In fact, how did he know that Xu Baichuan has been fighting since he practiced swords, and every move and style is sharpened in life and death, and it is natural that he has such an effect, and he lives in the Sword Sect, there is no life and death persecution, he can only use swordsmanship at a glance, and it is natural that he can't catch it.

He didn't bother to bother with the wound on his face, he took a deep breath, and when he spit out again, a sword light was born.

Menacing.

Xu Baichuan held the autumn wind with one hand, blocked it horizontally, and then turned another sword, but this sword was a chop.

The momentum is sinking.

Wang Cunyang, who was holding the remnant sun, was so shocked that his mouth was numb, and he temporarily lost the power of his sword, and it was too late for him to change hands at this time.

The next moment, the autumn wind picked up the remnant sun and pointed it straight at his throat.

Xu Baichuan quickly said: "I have passed this level, right?"

Wang Cunyang tugged at the corners of his mouth, he didn't really want to respond, the result was so obvious, it would be a little ridiculous to ask again.

But soon he laughed at himself again, he did lose, then there was no reason to resist.

So nodded.

Xu Baichuan put away the autumn breeze, didn't hesitate, walked out of the pavilion and continued to move forward.

In the pavilion, Wang Cunyang bent down to pick up the remnant sun, sighed for no reason, and looked sad.

He knew that the scene just now was seen by those senior brothers in the mountain, and he should have been out of bad luck.

Wang Cunyang looked at the back that gradually disappeared from his eyes, stood in place and thought about it, but decided to return to the sect to watch.

After the battle just now, he has a lot of understanding of Xu Baichuan's strength, at least the younger generation in the sect can be ranked as a name, so if he says this, there will be many people in the sect who will be defeated by his sword.

After all, he is not alone.

Thinking like this, my heart is much better.

He said in a low voice: "Xu Baichuan, I hope you can go up, and it is best to repair those few miserable." ”

Within the sect, there will be some grievances.

It's ordinary.