At dawn, the man leaned sideways in front of the mountain gate.

The disciple guarding the gate scolded sharply: "The mountain gate is important, outsiders need to wait for the report, dismount and move forward, no one is allowed to trespass!"

The Flying Flower Token was punched out of the sleeve robe and embedded in the lintel quickly and accurately.

"The Flying Flower Order is here, a certain family has come to break through the mountain gate, make a move, little brother!"

The fiery horse neighed and roared.

He only felt that the other party was drunk, and the disciple of the gate said in his heart: "It turned out to be a drunkard." However, his subordinates did not show any mercy, and quickly pinched a magic seal with his fingertips, and the Qingfeng long sword behind his back immediately came out of its sheath.

Straight to the eyebrows of Cangma!

Unexpectedly, the stab was deviated.

He obviously didn't dodge, just lifted the flask and took a sip, but this sword was deflected so much.

The other party was a master, and Cangma's smile spread in his heart, making him feel a chill in his heart.

"There are two more tricks. Cangma held the reins in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and had no intention of drawing his sword at all.

He's crazy!

But he has the capital of arrogance, because his arrogance makes people shudder!

Qingfeng sword back, the disciple of the gate held the sword and flew towards Cangma, he has been in the beginning for three years, although his qualifications are mediocre, but he has practiced weekdays, and his swordsmanship has also improved a lot in the past three years. If you can't even force your opponent to draw your sword, it's really undeserved.

More than ten years of comprehension of kendo are all gathered in this sword, and he doesn't expect to win against Cangma, he just wants to see how Cangma took this sword.

So he kept staring at Cangma's eyes, as long as this man's eyes could reveal a little recognition, he would be completely satisfied.

Because Cangma is a master, a master through and through!

But Cangma's eyes didn't show too much expression, his eyes didn't focus on the opponent's sword moves, there were too many flaws in this sword, so he didn't bother to look at it.

Cangma Ape's arm was lightly relaxed, and the wine jar in his hand was gently swinged, which happened to hit the arm of the disciple guarding the door. So he floated out with his sword and retreated a long way into the ground.

"There's one last trick left. Cangma held the wine jar, sat down and snorted pleasantly.

"I lost. The gatekeeper was disheartened.

He finally knew that no matter how hard a person without talent tried, it would be useless.

"Ride!" Cangma continued forward.

But suddenly, he turned back and said, "You will be a very good swordsman." ”

When the disciple heard this, he suddenly raised his head, and he was suddenly injected with a bright light in his dim world, and he had hope again. He clenched his fists together again, looking in the direction of Cangma's departure.

"This man should be able to pass the test without a hitch!" he thought to himself, and then he got up and walked to the gate of the mountain, and struck the gong three times in succession.

"When, when, when!"

The sound of the gong sounded three times in a row, indicating that someone came to break through the mountain gate with a flying flower order. The disciples who heard the sound of the gong immediately came to both sides of the mountain road to wait, from the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect to the incense hall halfway up the mountainside, the seven-mile-long mountain road gathered more than 30 disciples from various sects and academies.

Even if each person only receives three moves, they have to fight from dawn to dark, which is undoubtedly a great test for those who break through the mountain gate, whether it is physical strength or perseverance.

"Senior Brother Zhang. ”

"Senior Brother Li. ”

As soon as the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples met, they greeted each other.

"Senior Brother Zhang has been in retreat for so long, so he must have improved a lot in his cultivation. ”

"It's a shame to say that I have just broken through the peak of the second-stage sword qi, and it seems that I have just reached the level of the early stage of Xuanhuang sword qi. This disciple surnamed Zhang said with a smile.

"Admire, admire. The disciple surnamed Li arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Zhang is not only talented, but he can also cultivate so hard, presumably it is just around the corner to break through the third-stage sword qi!"

"Where, where. The disciple surnamed Zhang smiled and said: "Senior Brother Li has won the award, but then again, this person came to break into the mountain gate at dawn, which is really annoying." ”

"There's no way, this is the door rule, you have to come and guard it when you hear the gong, neither of you nor I dare to violate the door rule without permission. ”

"That's true, but fortunately, it's not every day that people come to break through the mountain gate, otherwise it would really delay our cultivation. ”

"Haha, look at what you said, Senior Brother Zhang, I don't believe he can take your three moves. ”

"It is said that no one has ever been able to reach the Incense Palace, at most he has broken through to the seventh level, today he is unlucky, the two of us guard the first level, I'm afraid he can't even pass the first level!"

"Hahaha......"

Before he could laugh, he saw a man riding a tall horse from the bottom of the mountain.

The man was drunkenly carrying a jar of wine, swaying from side to side and tossing and turning on the horse, and it looked like it might fall off the horse's back at any moment.

The two brothers were stunned.

"How dare he ride up the mountain? Who should be on duty today?"

"I don't know, it must be the disciple who guards the door who can't help him!"

Suddenly, the jujube red horse was already standing in front of him.

"Make a move, two. The horse hung upside down from the jar and poured the last drop of wine into his mouth.

At the same time, his arrogance also completely angered the two.

"Presumptuous!" The disciple surnamed Zhang scolded: "You see that the two of us are here, and you don't get off the horse, don't you understand any etiquette?"

Etiquette?

Cangma smiled, he had been a bandit for half his life, and he had learned a little bit of everything, but he had never learned this etiquette at all.

But he didn't say anything, he was waiting for the other party to draw his sword. He is most annoyed by the people who are grinding and chirping, and he is also the most annoyed by talking to the people who are grinding and chirping.

He thought that if he didn't speak, the other party would be able to draw his sword quickly.

But he was wrong.

Because the more Cangma doesn't speak, the more angry the other party becomes.

"Why don't you answer when I ask you?" said the disciple surnamed Zhang angrily.

Why answer?

Cangma thought in his heart, looking at his age, Lao Tzu is almost twenty years older than you, how can he be considered your elder, according to the etiquette, you shouldn't talk to Lao Tzu, an elder.

But he still didn't say anything. Because if a bandit talks to others about etiquette, won't he be laughed at when he says it?

"Are you fucking dumb!" The disciple surnamed Zhang scolded again angrily when he saw that he didn't reply for a long time.

I only heard a "bang", and the wine jar exploded.

It was shattered on the head of the disciple surnamed Zhang, and his head was also fleshy, and the blood collapsed to the ground.

"What the hell can't you fucking sword and talk so much bullshit?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The disciple surnamed Zhang was furious, drew his sword and slashed forward, not caring about any rules and routines.

"Smack!"

The disciple surnamed Zhang's eyes were dark, and when he woke up, he felt a hot pain on his face, and his five fingerprints were clearly visible.

Cangma's hands are also big, and his arms are also long, and he is in the dark with a slap, and he has forgotten where to point the sword in his hand.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" the disciple surnamed Li hurriedly protected him with his sword.

"I'm fine!" After speaking, he scolded again: "You fuck you!"

"Smack!"

Cangma slapped his backhand again, "Three moves, it's time for you to take out the sword." After speaking, he glared at the disciple surnamed Li next to him.

first smashed a jar on his head, and then slapped him twice, which added up to three moves. It's just that Cangma made a mistake in the relationship between primary and secondary, and he should have picked up people with three moves, but now it has become his three moves to beat people.

He was really unreasonable.

But if you are serious about reasoning with the bandits, then there is really no reason to talk about it.

Although the disciple surnamed Li held the sword in his hand, his momentum had already been suppressed in all directions. Since he entered the Heavenly Sword Sect, he has always behaved in a proper and proper manner, where has he ever seen a barbaric guy like Cangma.

He was frightened.

Cangma's wild domineering spirit and his eclectic methods are dedicated to these arrogant little dolls who are less than twenty years old.

This is a man, to a boy, subordinate to the absolute suppression. So he had no choice but to be stunned.

"I, I, I ......" the disciple surnamed Li began to stutter, "You, you eat my sword." ”

The blade of the sword trembled, and the disciple surnamed Li stabbed three swords in a row, and Cangma flashed three swords in a row.

After three moves, Cangma picked up the whip, "Okay, you're over." ”

Then he whipped the horse's buttocks, and without looking back, he went down the hurdle.

Looking at the smoke and dust that was spreading joy and gradually moving away, the two brothers and sisters, you looked at me, I looked at you, and I couldn't say a word.

I have the ability to be empty, but I can't use it.

Just now, it was as if the demon was stunned, and the mental level was completely dominated by the other party, so I couldn't help but follow the other party's guidance deeper and deeper.

I've learned the skill for so long, and I can't think of a single trick.

The second level.

Cangma figured out one thing, in fact, it was very simple to pass the level, he didn't need to talk too much nonsense with these disciples at all, and he didn't need to stop in front of these disciples who were guarding the level and beg others to make a move.

Because he won't ask anyone at all.

For example, he would not say something like "please advise". Because he didn't have such a word in his head, and if he wanted to express it like that, it would be "come and fight with me."

Who taught him to be a bandit? So it's best that no one asks him to change anything, because he can't change it if he wants to.

The so-called breaking through the mountain gate, the key is the word "breaking", as long as he breaks through, others will come to chase him, then naturally someone will chase him. Whoever catches up will fight with whomever it is, but it's just a three-trick move.

Simple, so simple!

Cangma laughed, he likes to be simple and rough, the simpler the better.

"Drive!"

The horse rushed through the second level, and another whip was struck on the horse, "Ride!"

The disciple guarding the second level was stunned for a moment in his heart, "Why is there still someone who breaks into the mountain gate like this?"

Then he came to his senses, "Hurry up, don't let him run." ”

In the blink of an eye, Cangma broke through to the third level.

Then came the fourth level, the fifth level......

Everywhere he went, no one was shocked, no one was confused.

"How can you let him run so rampage in the mountain gate?"

"Senior brother, the mountain gate is heavy, and any disciple is forbidden to fly the sword, how can we outrun the thousand-mile horse he sits?"

The disciple who had been chasing all the way from the second level panted.

"Flying Sword Attack!"

"Even men and horses will be beaten down for me!"