Today's Shushan has white cranes flying, and geese go south.

Mo Fan stood in the martial arts arena outside the Wuji Pavilion and looked at the majestic Shu Mountain, with infinite emotion in his heart, the snow has no tears, the heart lotus, it seems that he doesn't know when he and this Shu Mountain have formed a fate.

"Are you going to Jiangnan?" At this time, the woman walked over, and the white cat in her arms glanced at Mo Fan lazily, full of spirituality.

Mo Fan smiled and nodded, "Yes, go to the richest place in the world!"

Looking at the notorious but illustrious man in front of him, Ye Qingcheng frowned and said, "You are a very complicated person!"

"What do you say?" Mo Fan asked puzzled.

"Usually you are very frivolous and casual, giving people an extremely unreliable feeling, and just now I looked at your back and felt quite secure!"

I don't know if this is praising herself, Mo Fan just thought she was praising herself, and then stretched her waist, "People, they are all two-sided ......"

"When are you going back to Jiangnan?" Mo Fan asked.

Ye Tingcheng shook his head, "Don't go back for the time being, I want to comprehend the sword and Tao of Shu Mountain outside the Sword Lock Tower"

"It's boring, it's boring!" Mo Fan shook his head helplessly, "Originally, I wanted to go to the Tibetan Sword Villa and grab that famous sword later!"

Ye Chengcheng glanced at him with disdain, "I will go back before the Sword Capture Conference in the Hidden Sword Villa, and watch how you are tortured and killed by the Tianjiao of the world......"

"Miss Ye is right, don't go to join in the fun with your three-legged cat's kung fu!" At this time, Xu Mufeng walked over with a smile and said.

Mo Fan glared at him fiercely, "When you wait for me to be stronger than you, I will beat you eight hundred times a day."

"Haha, then I'll wait!" Xu Mufeng laughed disapplausively.

Mo Fan directly ignored him and then walked a few steps forward, because Xu Taiwei and the five elders of Shushan and Xiahou Xiongba came over.

"Boy, don't be beaten up as soon as you go down the mountain, and lose our people from Shushan," the eldest elder of the five elders said.

Mo Fan laughed and didn't speak, he was also familiar with this great elder, and he was a very heroic person, called Nan Hong.

"Don't worry, I have the protection of Xiahou's seniors!" Mo Fan invisibly praised this war ghost who was going to escort him for a long time.

"His Royal Highness, I won't send it away!" said the head of Taiwei with a smile.

Mo Fan bowed his head respectfully, "Mo Fan will always owe Shushan, and he owes the ...... of the Taiwei master"

"Haha, Shushan has always followed its own way for thousands of years, what is a debt? It's just fate!"

Mo Fan also smiled, then he turned his head and tightened the Cold Moon Knife on his waist, then looked at the sky in front of him and grinned

"This Jianghu, Mo Fan is here again......"

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At the same time as Mo Fan went down the mountain, in a mansion in the imperial capital.

In the room without candles, I couldn't see my fingers, and I could only vaguely see a young man wearing a dragon robe embroidered with a dragon flipping through an ancient book.

"It's time for me to do something for this Tianlan, some people's existence is not allowed in the first place!"

"It's okay if you live honestly, but if you want the carp to jump over the dragon gate, it's really infuriating......"

A voice in the darkness responded, "If that shit can't do it, the two of us will do it!"

"Since we cooperated, we will always help you do things beautifully!" another voice responded.

The man in the dragon robe put down the ancient book, and then tapped the middle finger of his right hand on the table, "Do it cleaner, after all, although the tiger is still under duress, this world has just been peaceful......

"Understood!" both voices responded at the same time.

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Recently, Jiangnan has been very lively, and countless masters and martial arts Tianjiao have all poured into this Yuzhou City, because there is a mountain villa where the world's swordsmen dream, and this is the place where the world's famous swords were born......

In a restaurant called Feng Feiyan, the entire hall was full of people, all of whom were swords and swords, and the aura of slaughter permeated the entire restaurant.

"Old man, why do you have to drag me here?" a young man in a blue shirt complained disapprovingly to an old man in white.

The old man in white drank the wine by himself with a long box on his back, and then replied, "I'm afraid that you will walk the rivers and lakes in the future and give me a fall, how can you not have a good sword?"

"I don't need it at all, no matter what sword is the same for me!" said the blue-shirted young man with a cold look in his eyes.

"A real swordsman will not be obsessed with whether the sword in his hand is sharp or not!"

The old man in white shook his head speechlessly, "You, can you put away those cold eyes?"

The young man in the blue shirt didn't speak, just lowered his head and drank.

"Have you heard, that famous sword makes a slight sound every day in the sword pool, and the sword within a radius of dozens of miles from the Tibetan Sword Villa will unconsciously vibrate!"

"The sword that has not yet been born should be an anomaly caused by the leakage of sword qi, but it is enough to show the value of this sword."

"Maybe the top ten famous swords are about to be refreshed......"

"That sword is said to have been given the name by the old owner Ye Wangxian himself, and it is called Fuyao Sword"

Most of the people in the restaurant were discussing this peerless sword that would be born in two months.

"Little girl, your hands are very tender!" a burly man reached out and touched the girl who was serving him tea.

The girl dodged and looked at the man in panic, she had heard that these Jianghu people were the most murderous without blinking!

"Come, play with the uncle......" The burly man stretched out his hand to pull the girl.

"Kanazawa, ......you're going too far," someone next to him said.

The man named Kanazawa looked over and shouted, "What?

"I ......" The man did not dare to speak, and the people in the hall fell silent.

Because this man named Kanazawa is also famous in the rivers and lakes, known as the Golden Lion King, with infinite strength, strong martial arts, and even more murderous without blinking......

"Cowardly, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs!"

Saying that, Jin Ze glanced at the woman again, "Quick, come and have two drinks with the uncle!"

The woman stepped back step by step and looked at Kanazawa in fear, and tears began to appear in her eyes......

"Hehe, what is this Kanazawa called, but it is arrogant" The old man in white smiled and took a sip of tea.

"Because the real masters of the noble status are all in the wings upstairs, and it's just garbage!" said the young man in the blue shirt.

Because everyone in the hall is looking at Kanazawa at the moment, it is relatively quiet, and the words of the young man in the blue shirt were directly heard by everyone, and everyone looked over, looking at the young man in the blue shirt with an expression that you are looking for death.

"Bang!" Kanazawa stood up, pointed at the blue-shirted young man and scolded, "Are you fucking tired of life?"

"Whoosh!" a sword flash flashed.

The blue and dazzling light directly penetrated Kanazawa's body, and everyone in the hall was stunned.

At this moment, even a needle falling on the ground in the hall can hear the sound, Kanazawa is the realm of the spirit, a move?

No, there may be no moves, and half a move is not counted......

Because the young man in the blue shirt was still bowing his head and drinking silently, his fingers were just moving slightly!

"Alas, can you kill people without moving?" the old man in white touched his forehead helplessly, "How can there be a cold guy like you in the world......"

"Can't you smile when you're fine? can't you go to a girl and find a girl?"

The blue-shirted young man frowned and glared at the old man in white, "Why are you talking so much? Hurry up and drink, it's time to leave after drinking......"

"Huh!" the old man in white was speechless, and then began to bow his head and drink.

No one in this hall dared to speak anymore, for fear that this young man in blue shirts, who was no different from an iceberg, would attack them......

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In a forest outside Yuzhou City, a group of men and women are heading towards Yuzhou.

Led by a heroic young man in Xuanyi, followed by five or six young people, all of whom seemed to be the only ones looking ahead.

"Brother Chen'er, how many masters of the rivers and lakes do you say will come this time?" someone looked at the man in Xuanyi and asked.

The young man in Xuanyi glanced back at him and smiled, "There will be a lot of swordsmen in the world, and young Tianjiao will also come as promised, maybe you may see the number one on the heavenly list that you admire!"

"Really, I'll meet that mysterious Tianbang on the first day?" said the young man excitedly.

"Feiyu, look at your little bit of talent!" said a woman with a chuckle.

The rest of the crowd laughed too, but they were all good-natured, and they seemed to be very harmonious......

"I don't know if I can meet Xiao Fan, this guy will definitely come over to join in the fun!" The young man in Xuanyi smiled and then scolded, "Damn, he still owes me two steamed buns!"

The rest of the people didn't know what their son was talking about, they just listened silently......

In front, there was a man and a woman resting against a tree, the man in a white robe drinking water, and the woman in a long bewitching and beautiful red dress, where she seemed to be beating the branches of the tree in boredom.

The two of them noticed the young man in Xuanyi and his group, and the man in the robe turned his head to look at the young man in Xuanyi and frowned.

The woman in red was suddenly interested, as if she finally didn't have to be bored.

"Alas, the Xuanyi over there, come here!" the woman in red beckoned at them.

The man in the robe stood up and said, "It's time for us to go, they're catching up!"

"No, I want to be with them," the woman in red said aggrievedly.

The man in the robe shook his head, "Miss, now is not the time to be willful"

The young man in Xuanyi heard the woman's shout and wanted to respond, but he frowned and looked at the sky the next moment.

"Miss, get out of the way!"

The man in the robe shouted "Red Demon, you dare"

"Boom!!"

The man in the robe rose into the sky and clapped a red-robed man who suddenly appeared in the air, and both of them fought hard......

"Yan Hua, you can't protect her alone," the red-robed man landed on the ground and said in a hoarse voice.

Before the man in the robe could speak, another person appeared behind the woman in red, and it was a woman in a green robe holding a serpentine sword and stabbing at the woman in red.

"Miss......" The man in the robe was scared, and this distance was too late at all......

"Bang!" a broken sword and a serpentine sword collided together, and the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi blocked the back of the woman in red.

The wind blew across her cheeks, and the woman in red turned to see the man who was protecting him.

Li Qingci, the little Taoist priest who came down the mountain, still had a gentle smile on his face, "This girl, you have a bit of viciousness in your mind."

"Little Taoist, get out of the way!"

"Hum!!" The two weapons kept colliding, and the little Taoist Li Qingci was retreating step by step......

"Red Demon, Qing Ji, you two are looking for death!" The man in the robe was furious, and his whole body was boiling!

The handsome red-robed man named the Red Demon smiled, "Yan Hua, you ran three thousand miles and killed more than a dozen of our Dark Hall masters, do you still have the strength to fight with me?"

"This Jiangnan is your burial place!" the Red Demon sneered.

......

"Brother Chen'er, can you help?"

Fei Yu looked at the young man in Xuanyi and asked, at this time, Fei Yu was not the same little fan brother as he was just now, he was extremely calm.

The young man in Xuanyi didn't answer, but pointed to the chests of the red demon and the two named Qing Ji

"The pattern of the sword crossing on the chest of these two people is the symbol of Tongtian Mansion, Qing Ji and Red Demon, the leaders of the dark hall of Tongtian Mansion!"

"People from Tongtianfu?" The woman behind the young man in Xuanyi touched her chin and then spoke, "The person who was chased and killed by the secret hall of Tongtianfu should not have a simple background......

"Let's take a look first," the young man in Xuanyi said, and then said no more.

......

On the other side, the little Taoist priest kept retreating with the woman in red, and his hand holding the sword was shaking and painful......

Li Qingci couldn't help but sigh that the woman under the mountain was really fierce, so powerful......

He may not know who the bewitching and beautiful blue-robed woman in front of him is, but she is one of the two hall masters in charge of the secret hall of Tongtian Mansion, Qing Ji, who has a high status in the Tongtian Mansion, which is a master in the world......

"The little Taoist priest is a little interesting, the cultivation of the peak of the spirit transformation" Qing Ji said with a smile, "Could it be that he is a disciple of the Kunlun Dao Palace?"

Li Qingci stood firm, then took a breath and replied, "No, I came down from the Beginningless Mountain!"

"Beginningless Mountain, haven't heard of it!" Qing Ji said, sticking out her tongue and licking the blade of the sword, and then smiled charmingly, "Since you are not a disciple of the Dao Palace, then the slave family has no scruples......"

"Green Snake-Poisonous Wind" Qing Ji wielded a snake sword, and a purple sword qi swept out, and then turned into a poisonous mist covering the two people.

Li Qingci stood in the poisonous mist and felt that his head began to ache sharply, and a taste of death was eroding him......

He shoved the woman in red out, then knelt on one knee......

"Little Taoist priest...... "The woman in red shouted after exiting the poisonous mist, with a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes......

On the side, the young man in Xuanyi smiled and said, "The little Taoist priest will also be a hero to save the beauty, that young master can't be idle......"

The wind rose, and the young man in Xuanyi walked towards the poisonous mist step by step, and a long strip of white cloth wrapped in something appeared in his hand......

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