Two swordsmen confronted the sea of clouds, one in white with a sword and the other with one arm.

Jiang Huang's answer, Zhang Muliu was very satisfied.

He didn't make a sword for the current sect, but for the flawless Aries Palace in his heart.

Zhang Muliu pressed the Yuan Ying of the Realm, holding the sword with one arm in his left hand, and laughed loudly: "Please!"

Jiang Huang smiled in return and slashed with a sword.

The two sword cultivators did not attack each other with any monstrous sword qi, but handed each other swords closely, fighting back and forth.

The white-clothed swordsman kept drawing his sword, opening and closing widely, and he couldn't see any swordsmanship moves at all, just seeing the moves. Jiang Huang is different, although he is one-armed, every move and style is extremely good-looking, and wherever the sword goes, the goal will be achieved.

Zhang Muliu restrained You Fang's sword intent, and a silver long sword with a sword body like a mirror suddenly slashed obliquely and stabbed straight at once. It's as if the white-clothed swordsman drew his sword at will and faced the enemy at will. On the other hand, Jiang Huang, who is gray-shirted and one-armed, is extremely serious in every move.

You Fang stabbed Jiang Huang in the forehead with a sword, Jiang Huang said goodbye with a sword, and slashed with a backhand. Zhang Muliu didn't dodge, but suddenly pulled back the sword body by being don't go out. So it became two people, one wanted to make a gesture to cut off the person, and the other seemed to want to cut off the head of the other party.

In the end, it was Jiang Huang who dodged first, and Zhang Muliu dodged the long sword that came horizontally.

Jiang Huang squinted and said, "Look down on me?"

Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "I want to say that I don't know swordsmanship, do you believe it or not?"

The one-armed young man sneered, stepped forward again with a sword, quickly turned into a row of phantoms, and stabbed Zhang Muliu in the forehead with a sword. The young man in white raised his long sword in the center of his eyebrows and easily blocked the next move.

Zhang Muliu shook his head, flipped the blade of the sword, pinned the long sword in the one-armed young man's hand over his shoulder, held the sword in his left hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the sky, his left arm suddenly straightened, and the sword was held against Jiang Huang's chest with his fist, and the blade was already close to the tip of Jiang Huang's nose

The young man in white said lightly: "Break through the realm! You have been deserted for too long, but I often fight against people, with your current state, you can only fight in the realm of higher self, and you have no intention of looking down on people." ”

Jiang Huang suddenly retreated, and said with a smile: "How is your swordsmanship compared to the sword qi sword intent?"

Zhang Muliu smiled: "It's better than a hundred times." ”

Indifference means that the latter is better than the former.

The one-armed young man laughed at himself, but his eyes were very resolute, he held the sword in one hand, and his sword intent exploded, and when he slashed obliquely, there was a sword qi that was completely different from the southern sword cultivation atmosphere.

Jiang Huang smiled bitterly: "But I still want to try, I am a cripple, fighting in the same realm, how much gap there is between me and others." I also hope that Zhang Gongzi will not show mercy to his subordinates. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, no longer suppressing his sword intent. In just an instant, the sword intent around the white-clothed swordsman was like thunder, and the sea of clouds within a radius of ten zhang was shattered, and from below, it was as if a big hole had been pierced in the sky. He swung the swung of the swadding, slashed away a sword light, and shattered the sword qi that had reached his eyes without much effort, and instantly passed by the one-armed swordsman, and the sea of clouds behind him was opened up.

The young Jin Dan, who was bombarded by the rest of the money and turned black, had always looked indifferent, but he was still a little shocked at this moment.

Senior Brother Jiang in his mind, even if he loses an arm, he is still like a god. Now competing with the realm, whether it is swordsmanship, sword qi or sword intent, he can't fight this young man in white.

Yu Qian was very understanding, turned over and patted the young Jin Dan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your senior brother is already very powerful, one arm can fight with my Brother Zhang for so long, and when he recovers in the future, he will definitely be able to share with my Brother Zhang." ”

The young Taoist priest comforted the young people around him while looking at the sky, he was afraid that a thunderbolt would suddenly come.

He said in his heart that Zhang Muliu is a distracted sword cultivator, and he runs all day to find Hedao to fight, and he can cause trouble better than his own master, and he is better at talking than anyone else when he is easy to talk, and no one can pull it when he is strong. According to his estimates, even if this Jiang Huang recovers, at most his swordsmanship will be stronger, and there is still no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

Young Jin Dan looked at Yu Qian's hand, then at Yu Qian's mouth, and pushed away the arm with a look of disgust.

No matter how powerful the spitting palm is, two mouthfuls of phlegm are really disgusting.

Jiang Huang sighed, instantly turned to Zhang Muliu's ten zhang away, and said with a smile: "It's better to restrain the sword intent, it's strange to hit people." ”

Zhang Muliu was puzzled: "Don't fight?"

The young man without his right arm rolled his eyes, this is a fart. He looked at the wine gourd on Zhang Muliu's waist, and said with a smile: "You can't be a left-hander, right?

The young man in white put away the long sword in his hand, took off the wine gourd and handed it to Jiang Huang, and said with a smile: "It's not left-handed, but it holds a sword on the left and right, and there is not much difference. ”

When he was a child, he studied at the school, and he Zhang Muliu made the most mistakes and was punished for copying the most books. Once, looking at the thick pile of paper, Xiao Muliu said to himself bitterly, "Wouldn't it be nice if I could write with both hands?"

With this in mind, I have been trying to write with my left hand since then. Maybe it was too boring when he was a child, Zhang Muliu practiced left-handed writing. Later, more and more mistakes were made, and more and more books were copied, so Zhang Muliu tried to write with his left and right hands at the same time. At first, I could only copy one page of the book with both hands, but gradually I became able to use two hands and write completely different things with both hands.

Jiang Huang drank wine, squinted at Zhang Muliu, and said in his heart that this guy can get distracted when he talks to people?

Zhang Muliu smiled slightly, and said softly: "I will fight the Sword Aries Palace at dawn, what do you want?"

Jiang Huang asked rhetorically: "At that time, I didn't go to the ferry port south of Penny Island to find you, were you disappointed?"

The young man in white shook his head and said, "Disappointed, but not disappointed in you." ”

It's a disappointment in the Aries Palace, and even in the entire Penny Island.

Jiang Huang smiled, returned the wine jug, and said in a deep voice: "I will go up the mountain with you, but I won't make a move." ”

At this time, he followed Zhang Muliu to the Aries Palace, which was asking for self-scolding. Once it spreads, even if there will be no words to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, there will be an infamy for disregarding the safety of the teacher.

The reputation of giving up eight brothers and an arm for the unsealing of Penny Continent will be lost.

This skinny island, this Aries Palace is definitely done.

Jiang Huang said lightly: "The way out of Skinny Continent is never those old and immortal guys. ”

He reached out and grabbed the empty sleeve tightly, turned his head to look at the young Jin Dan, and suddenly showed a bright smile.

"It's up to them!"

Zhang Muliu smiled slightly, patted Jiang Huang on the shoulder, and said seriously:

"It's up to you. ”

...............

The sky was bright, and many people were already going to the mountain gate of the Aries Palace, and the eight tombs had already become a means for the Aries Palace to collect money.

Jiang Huang carried a long sword on his back and climbed the mountain side by side with Zhang Muliu, and Yu Qian and the young Jin Dan followed behind.

On the way to the mountain, everyone saw the one-armed young man walking with Zhang Muliu, all with strange faces. Yesterday, there were not a few people who saw this white-clothed swordsman give a war letter to the Aries Palace. Today, the hero of Penny's Continent is with the enemies of the Aries Palace, which is really puzzling.

The four men and three swordsmen walked to the gate of the mountain, and each took out a handful of incense, lit it, and inserted it into the grave in turn.

Jiang Huang stood up and said to the young Jin Dan: "Senior Brother Cheng, you don't have to scold with me, you can go back first." ”

The young man with facial paralysis Jin Dan grinned ugly, scratched his head and said, "Cheng Yu also has something to say to the elders of the mountain gate, I can't go." ”

Jiang Huang smiled happily, but said nothing.

So the white-clothed man who was looking for trouble stood side by side with the hero of the Skinny Continent at the mountain gate, both of them were sword cultivators, and their eyes were full of disgust.

The middle-aged man who was guarding the door looked at Jiang Huang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Huang, do you want to rebel?"

Zhang Muliu smashed the mountain gate with a sword, turned his head to look at the middle-aged gatekeeper, and said coldly: "Go and call someone!"

Dressed in white and holding a sword in front, the faces of the three young men behind were extremely indifferent.

Jiang Huang has already taken out a sword for the Aries Palace in his mind, and Cheng Yu has also obeyed the order of the master and stopped Zhang Muliu.

Now these two young people have to see what kind of face the Aries Palace, which they once regarded as home, will be. I also want to ask those brothers who died on the battlefield, why?

The hot-blooded son died for the world and died as he deserved. can be used as a tool to compete for fame, Zhang Muliu does not agree, Jiang Huang does not agree, and Cheng Yu does not agree.

Those young Aries monks who died in other places would not agree.

Twelve Yuan Infant Monks flew in the sky, and one of them was a sword cultivator.

The twelve people fell to the ground, clenched their fists towards Jiang Huang, and shouted in unison Senior Brother Jiang.

Jiang Huang smiled: "I have already drawn a sword for my Aries Palace. ”

The twelve monks, led by the sword cultivators, said in unison: "I'll take the sword for the sect." ”

Zhang Muliu slashed away with a sword, destroying a large area of grass and trees, and the twelve people flew out upside down, all of them bleeding from the corners of their mouths, but no one had resentful eyes, but they looked at each other and laughed.

The white-clothed swordsman continued to climb the mountain, from four to sixteen. It's just that he is dressed in white at the front, and the rest of the money follows behind, and a few feet away is a young monk of the Aries Palace.

Jiang Huang's eyes were a little sour, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why are you bothering?

Fang Cai's Yuanying Sword Cultivator smiled bitterly: "We didn't keep our hands, we have already tried our best to draw the sword." Our hometown, now that young people are going to die, and we have had enough of the fame and reputation of the old and immortal. ”

These twelve Yuanying monks are now the eldest disciples of the twelve halls of the Aries Palace, and they are not younger than Jiang Huang. But they are willing to call Jiang Huang a senior brother.

On the road to climbing, Zhang Muliu never said a word, just waiting for someone to come.

With an angry shout, three middle-aged people appeared.

"You want to rebel?"

A female Yuanying stood up and bent deeply in front of a distracted monk who was hanging in the air with talismans in his hands, and said, "The apprentice and the senior brother have already blocked a sword for the sect. Come back alive from the battlefield, seek fame and fortune for the sect, block the sword today, and do the last thing for the sect. ”

The three distracted monks are, of course, three of the twelve hall masters. A talisman monk, a fire cultivator, and a good envoy Lei Fa.

Zhang Muliu finally spoke: "Have something to say?"

The talisman monk let out a loud shout, and the two sleeves of the talisman rushed towards Zhang Muliu like a yellow waterfall. At the same time, another topless, flame-filled middle-aged man with short hair opened his mouth and sprayed at Zhang Muliu with monstrous flames. There was also a middle-aged man dressed in white, with a disheveled shawl and a cyan cloth belt tied around his waist, who also made a move. Thunder mixed with tongues of fire rushed towards the white-clothed young man by riding the runic waterfall.

Zhang Muliu took a step forward, and with one hand of the sword to learn that Lu Sheng's blow, he instantly cut through the combined attack technique of the three people.

The young man in white drew a talisman with sword intent, and a huge talisman flew past and knocked the talisman monk away. Turning around and waving his hand casually, a thunderbolt cage locked up the Monk Thunderfa.

In the end, the white-clothed young man overflowed with flames all over his body, and said to the topless Lord of the Fire Temple, "Play with me with fire?"

Another flame streaked the ground, and the Lord of the Temple of Fire was imprisoned in it.

Fu Xiu was beaten away by the talisman, Lei Xiu locked the Thunder Prison, and Huo Xiu was imprisoned by the flames.

The white-clothed sword cultivator didn't even come out of the sword.

Zhang Muliu stood still suddenly, looked at the top of the mountain with a sword in one hand, and shouted angrily: "Everyone is dead, where is the old thief!"

Three Monks of Merger appeared out of thin air, followed by nine Distracted Monks.

The palace master, who was only one step away from refining the void, frowned and asked, "This sword cultivator, why do you have to tell a reason when you ask the sword?"

Zhang Muliu sneered: "The sect raises demons, let the disciples kill demons? That massacre, you dog thing is the one who got in the way, right? No need to quibble, I killed dozens of Dao demons in Doubing City, and Lu Sheng of the noodle pond is dead, and everything is recruited." ”

The palace master's face changed slightly, and there were nine distraction realms, only a man and a woman looked at the Aries palace master, their eyes were slightly cold.

The Aries Palace Lord suddenly laughed, pointed at Zhang Muliu and said, "Huangkou Xiao'er, I raise demons in the Aries Palace, don't you know how many people in my Aries Palace go to the battlefield and kill many monsters every year?"

This halfway up the mountain is already full of people, and almost all the monks of the Aries Palace are here. But those who went off the battlefield and came back alive had very indifferent eyes.

The palace master only remembered how many demons he had killed, but how many people had they killed?

Zhang Muliu looked up at the Aries Palace Lord and said coldly: "The demon was killed by them, what does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Huang asked, "Is there really a strange demon hidden in the Aries Palace?"

Zhang Muliu nodded, the gate guarded by his father would naturally not let in even a single outsider, and there would never be a leak in the four Tianbian ferries in this world. It's not just the noodle pond, but also this Aries Palace, what's more, even the mountain that cut off Zhao Changsheng's arm, there are strange demons.

There must be some cracks in this world, and even those monks of the three sects who don't care about things can't find it.

I'm a little angry for no reason, could it be that those old guys really don't know that there are monsters hidden in the Aries Palace?

The Aries youth suddenly constricted his pupils and became stunned.

It seems that whether it is Boiling Noodle Pond or this Aries Palace, it is just that someone has given some clues along the way, allowing him to lift the black cover step by step.

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly, he is still a chess piece!

The master of the Aries Palace saw Zhang Muliu in a daze, and took advantage of the momentum to slash with his palm, and a huge handprint went down from the sky above Zhang Muliu, and the wind whistled non-stop for a while.

But Zhang Muliu has always been able to do two things.

The white-clothed young man silently said a word of confusion, and a long sword with flames swept out of the center of his eyebrows, easily piercing the palm print, and then hovered over Zhang Muliu's side.

Another palm-sized flying sword swept out of its cuff, heading straight for the sea of clouds, and then turned into a giant sword of several feet, stabbing straight to the top of the mountain.

The face of the Aries Palace Lord changed again, and he waved his hand to raise a formation, narrowing the mountain protection array to more than a hundred zhang, only enveloping the mountaintop hall. Then he rushed to the top of the mountain, but a stream of fireflies hovered in front of him, blocking the way.

Don't be confused!

The Aries Palace Lord shouted: "The Patriarch's Hall is going to be destroyed, what are you doing in a daze?"

Seven of the nine hall masters of the distraction realm had rushed to the top of the mountain, but only the lord of the sword hall stood still with the lord of the water hall.

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, he named the flying sword, it was called Nanshan. Although he does not dare to refine it, the Daomen Flying Sword can best suppress the evil.

Zhang Muliu smiled slightly, and said softly: "Is Xiaobai okay?"

A woman's voice scolded, "The surname is Zhang, do you really treat me as a thug?"

The Aries Palace Lord arrived, but the mountain protection array dissipated instantly. So one palace master, two left and right protectors of the Hedao realm, and seven hall masters, could only block the exaggerated giant sword together.

It's just that the long sword suddenly dissipated, and several people pounced.

The so-called ancestral hall, to a green shirt in hand, cut off half of a sword, on the top of the mountain for a while, the demonic energy was vertical and horizontal.

Since the rest of the money has been up the mountain, he can only be a spectator, and he can't help with anything. Seeing the puffs of black smoke on the mountain, he was finally able to help.

The young Taoist priest climbed into the air, and he didn't know what spell he used, anyway, the sound was very loud, and the sound of panting could be transmitted hundreds of miles away.

"Big guy, look at it! These shameless deflated calves, no wonder they only ask their disciples to go to the battlefield, and those old immortals in the mountains are extremely sorry for their lives. It turned out that while using the lives of these young people to earn prestige, they were raising monsters in the ancestral hall. Be a bitch and set up a torii again!"

This roar called all the people around who loved to watch the excitement.

The rest of the money continued to add fuel and vinegar, and the Aries Palace Lord on the top of the mountain frowned.

The green-shirted swordsman flew back, overlapping with the white-clothed man. Zhang Muliu didn't even have the mood to drink at this time. Most of the Aries monks looked incredulous.

Jiang Huang instantly jumped into the air, holding a broken sleeve with one arm, looking at the Aries Palace Master, gritting his teeth and his eyes were red. He suddenly pointed to the mountain gate, his voice hoarse, are you worthy of those senior brothers who died for the honor of the sect? You don't know how many people have died in Fuyao City in the past few years, right?"

Cheng Yu, who was paralyzed, stood up and said in a deep voice: "We remember!"

Hundreds of disciples gathered and followed behind the twelve Yuanying Cultivators, heading to the top of the mountain step by step. The two distracted monks who did not follow to guard the patriarch's hall flew to Jiang Huang's side, and one of them put one hand on the shoulder of the one-armed young man.

Jiang Huang's voice was extremely small and he said hoarsely: "We remember." ”

Sentence after sentence, we remember, from scattered and gradually changed to speak like a person.

The middle-aged man guarding the mountain came out of nowhere, didn't say a word, just walked to the top of the mountain step by step. After walking for a while, he jumped suddenly, swept to the top of the mountain, and smashed the ancestral hall to pieces with a fist.

The Aries Palace Master and the others have never stopped it, and the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to stop it.

The man guarding the mountain looked at the palace master and smiled very bitterly.

"I thought you were just selling your reputation, but I really didn't expect that you really had a strange demon. Let me tell you, since the Slender Penny Continent was unsealed, the Aries Palace has sent disciples of the Jindan realm to the battlefield nine times, a total of 810 people, and 354 people have survived. Among these three hundred and fifty-four people, there are still twenty-three people who have been cut off from the Immortal Dao, and they have not been able to pass the Immortal Road since then!"

Zhang Muliu interjected: "You were the one who made the way from the slaughter of foreign monks back then, right?"

A word shook a thousand waves.

In fact, the young monks didn't understand why they wantonly slaughtered monks from other continents back then, was it because they could make more money than themselves?

The white qilin swept back to Zhang Muliu's shoulder, and said, "At this time, there is no great monk from the Slender Penny Continent?"

Zhang Muliu looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "If you don't come, I will go and smash the Soldier Temple." ”

A prohibition appeared out of thin air, enveloping the entire Aries Palace. The people who watched the excitement couldn't see anything at this time. There was a burly man who was in a hurry to step on the clouds, and he glanced at Zhang Muliu from afar, and wanted to go up and kick him a few times.

But just think about it, the old monks of Zhanbuzhou have done a lot of harm to this guy, and it's hard to say how many catties and taels he has, but it's still a little bit worse than the old monk.

He didn't speak, but Zhang Muliu had something to say: "What are you going to do?"

The burly man put his hand on his forehead, and he was about to cry.

"Hey, hey, I said that you can slip back to Shengshen Continent? Chop a few swords here and poke a few swords there, can't you not cause trouble? Look at you, you fought all the way from Shengshen Continent to Zhan Bu Continent, and then from Zhan Bu Continent back to Shengshen Continent, how much trouble have you caused?"

Zhang Muliu frowned and said, "You mean I'm here to cause trouble?"

The burly man sighed incessantly, and said in his heart, how can the people of Shengshenzhou be like this? Twenty years ago, a woman came from across the continent, and she almost demolished a thin penny continent, and I cut her to pieces in a military temple. How long has it been? Here's this guy again. Looking at the realm of the guy, he will not tear down the penny island, but his hand today can be regarded as poking the honeycomb of the penny island.

His mother was angry when she remembered it, the woman's brain seemed to be in water, Lao Tzu came after that incident, where was there a great monk sitting in the thin penny continent before!

The soldier monk said helplessly: "How did you know that there are strange demons hidden in the Aries Palace?"

Zhang Muliu said indifferently: "A female sword immortal told me. ”

The burly man suddenly shrunk his neck, what he was most afraid of now was that the woman and the sword immortal were connected.

The great monk who was sitting in the Slender Penny Continent asked, "Do you want to use the Aries Palace as a thread to lead this old case?"

Zhang Muchuan replied: "Senior, I am from Xiaozhushan. ”

The burly man had an extra golden mace in his hand, and scolded and went towards the Aries Palace Lord on the top of the mountain. In fact, this soldier monk is very helpless, it is really embarrassing for such a thing to happen on his own territory, and it is really embarrassing to spread it! Although he has not been here for a long time, but if something happens, he can't rely on the fact that no one has been sitting on the Penny Island before, right?

And this kid surnamed Zhang, fuck it, do you think Lao Tzu doesn't know that you are from Xiaozhushan? Good guy, your current fame can catch up with the top ten in the world of the younger generation of those boring guys.

People give nicknames, Zhang chop and chop.

The great monk of the military family looked at the Aries Palace Master coldly, and then looked at the black shadow in the Patriarch's Hall that could not go out, sighed, and said, "Palace Master, okay, you, for the sake of traitor and for the sake of the intermittent." I can't figure it out, why are there you like this in the world?"

The Aries Palace Lord didn't say a word, just stared at the burly man coldly.

The burly man suddenly flew beside the Aries Palace Lord, pressed his head, and said coldly: "I'll go to you turtle son bastard, when you are still loyal and martyrful, is it so easy to want to die?"

He turned his head to look at Zhang Muliu and asked with a smile, "Boy, what do you say about it?"

Zhang Muliu pointed to the group of Aries Palace disciples and said in a deep voice:

"Ask them. ”