In the evening, there were many chairs placed under the willow trees in the rather desolate courtyard, which was wild and cold, although everyone present were cultivators, Yuan Sanjian still lit a bonfire in the center, which seemed to be more in line with the current atmosphere.

Susie stretched out her jade-like hands and quietly roasted the fire, the light of the fire reflected on her face was particularly moving, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were on the young man beside her.

The young man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his eyes were clear, and he was carrying a seemingly ordinary wooden sword on his back, and he was vaguely shy in the face of everyone's eyes.

Yuan Sanjian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked extremely serious, looking at the other party from time to time.

Han Shaobin and Li Yihan have both been disciples of the Sword Pavilion for many years, but the young man in front of him is the same age as him, and it seems that he is also a Sword Pavilion sword cultivator, and he can come all the way from the mainland to the Demon Suppression City, so the unprecedented gave him a sense of crisis and a competitive mind.

Lu Shen looked at the wooden sword behind the young man and said, "I didn't expect you to come here too." ”

The young man, it should be said that he scratched his head in front of the tree and said, "Originally, I wanted to go to the Sword Pavilion to find the immortal you, but Uncle Wan said that he could come here to hang out, so I came." ”

Lu Shen asked, "Alone?"

The tree nodded obediently.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes became even more strange.

Han Shaobin and Li Yihan were both a little unbelievable.

They couldn't see the realm of the young man, and they had never heard of such a disciple in the Sword Pavilion, but they knew that a young man could cross a continent and cross thousands of miles of desert to come here, it was not just as simple as luck.

Yuan Sanjian said curiously: "You didn't encounter any danger on the road?

Shuqian thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I still met some bad people on the road, but the strength is not very strong, after I made a few swords, they all ran away." ”

This explanation left everyone speechless.

Yuan Sanjian said disdainfully: "Bragging, right? I don't believe it." ”

The tree nodded and said seriously, "It's true." ”

Lu Shen interrupted the two of them and said to the tree: "It's a little abrupt, but it's good to arrive, and you can go back to the Sword Pavilion together after the matter here is resolved." ”

Lu Shen has no doubts about the strength of the young man, but fortunately he did not meet some loose cultivators with vicious eyes and ruthless hearts, if he saw the strange realm of the young man and the mystery of the wooden sword, it would definitely be a catastrophe.

The tree nodded obediently.

Lu Shen continued: "Introduction, Dongge disciple, in front of the tree, you can be regarded as your junior disciple. “

Han Shaobin and Li Yihan were both a little surprised.

In recent years, there are only three disciples in the East Pavilion, Lu Shen, Su An and Ning Rongrong, and even the head of the sect is in retreat, when did another disciple appear who they had never seen before?

Lu Shen looked at their doubts, but did not explain, and said, "What if it happens?"

Shuqian said: "Uncle still sells wine in a small mountain village, but Uncle said that it is a little boring, and he may come out to walk around." ”

Today's kendo cultivation, except for the sword pavilion master in the whole world, what makes Lu Shen feel some appreciation and admiration is the man he once met by chance in the deep mountains.

Since he is the junior disciple of the head of the sect, then Shuqian is naturally a person from the East Pavilion.

With the addition of Yuan Sanjian and Xiaoqiu'er, maybe the next time the four pavilions compete, they will give the other three pavilions a great surprise.

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In the next few days, the residence of the Sword Pavilion was much more lively.

In addition to Han Shaobin and Li Yihan's questioning sword, Yuan Sanjian couldn't bear to be lively, and chased after the tree three times to have a competition.

"Hey, why didn't you say you couldn't beat me before you fought me, no, the two of us have to have a good fight today!"

Early one morning, Yuan Sanjian began to chatter and entangle again.

In front of the tree, he was a little helpless, and replied honestly: "I only practice swords, and I don't want to fight." ”

Yuan Sanjian was dissatisfied: "If you don't fight, then what are you practicing swords?"

Shuqian said seriously: "I want to become a Great Sword Immortal." ”

Yuan Sanjian rolled his eyes even more, thinking that this guy lacked heart, so he said, "How can you become a great sword immortal without fighting?"

In front of the tree, he grinned and said, "Uncle said that if you practice, you will naturally become it." ”

Yuan Sanjian put his hands around his chest, raised his head and said: "What kind of bullshit uncle, what you say is stupid, your brain must be not good!"

Hearing this, the figure in front of the tree, which was about to leave, stopped and was silent for a while, then turned his head and said, "Although it is true that Uncle sometimes has a bad brain, you can't talk about him like that, otherwise although we will be senior brothers, I will also be angry." ”

Looking at the anger in the eyes in front of the tree, Yuan Sanjian's eyes suddenly lit up, he pulled away and said: "Okay, if you want me to listen to you, then fight with me, if you win then I will admit my mistake, but if you lose, you will be my junior brother from now on." ”

Xiaoqiu listened quietly on the sidelines, and rolled her eyes when she heard this.

After talking for so long, he finally got to the point, and it turned out that what he had been struggling with was the problem of his senior brother and younger brother.

When Uncle Lu Shen didn't make it clear, he thought about making the first move and setting down the seniority.

But looking at the eyes in front of the tree, Xiaoqiu was a little worried.

I don't know why, he looked at the tree, although he didn't know the realm, but the feeling was indescribable

Her feeling has always been right, that is to say, Yuan Sanjian's abacus is destined to lose.

Not far away, Han Shaobin and Li Yihan sat under the willow chair, and the former said with some concern: "Do you want to stop it?"

Li Yihan was a little interested in the excitement, and said: "Silly, what are you doing to stop this kind of thing, just take a look at this kid's cultivation." ”

Lu Shen walked out of the door, saw this scene, and sat under the locust tree with an interesting look and watched.

There was silence in front of the tree for a while, and then he silently held the wooden sword he was carrying behind him in his hand.

"Let's talk about it first, I'm not very good at fighting, if I hurt you, you can tell me in advance, don't blame me for being too heavy. ”

Yuan Sanjian's glasses widened, and he said categorically: "Who is my Yuan Sanjian? A spit and a nail, don't say that you hurt me, even if you kill me on the spot, it is because I am not good at learning, but don't think about me begging you for mercy for half a word!"

In front of the tree, he was a little apprehensive: "Are you very strong?"

Yuan Sanjian snorted, "In the same age group in the entire Demon Town, I am a first-class master, how high it is for you to see how high." ”

"So high. ”

Scratching his head in front of the tree, he said seriously: "Understood, I will use all my strength." ”

Seeing that the two of them were in a posture, Yuan Sanjian struck first, and the unsheathed long sword behind him was directly held in his hands by both hands, and he used the second form of the Phoenix Dance Nine Days, and the whole person rose in the air, and smashed down the sword in front of the tree with both hands.

There was a tearing sound in the air.

In the distance, Li Yihan smiled slightly, always ready to make a move.

But that's when something surprising happened.

The tree looked calm, and just made a gentle upward gesture.

The end of the wooden sword struck Yuan Sanjian's wrist steadily and accurately, and the latter screamed, and the long sword in his hand was thrown directly in midair.

Taking a step forward in front of the tree, the wooden sword stabbed forward slightly.

Yuan Sanjian gritted his teeth slightly, his trembling right hand once again accumulated spiritual power, and the giant sword flew back in the distance.

The first form of the Northern Underworld.

The giant sword was like a big stone, surrounded by sword qi, and it was directly blocked in front of Yuan Sanjian.

However, the wrist in front of the tree shook slightly, and the right hand was raised high, and after a slight pause, it fell down calmly.

Several apparitions appeared in the air.

And then there were countless thumping sounds.

The giant sword cicada roared, and in the end, it could no longer bear the force and bounced to the side, while the wooden sword in front of the tree still firmly and steadily slashed towards Yuan Sanjian's head.

The latter immediately knelt on his knees, clenched his hands into fists, and shouted extremely skillfully: "A good man spares his life!"