Walking briskly in the mountains, the young man in white who occasionally looked into the distance suddenly raised his head and stared at the fireworks that came rapidly under the night, the hairs on his body stood up suddenly, and his heart was pounding.

A cyan character vibrated his arms, quickly outlined the word "break" with a gold line, pinched it in his hand, and watched it move.

Suddenly, a phoenix roared, and a person jumped down from the fire rainbow that dissolved into the sky, his red robe fluttering, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slight disdain in his eyes.

As if seeing a dazzling white object, it instantly turned from disdain to anger, and the fireworks sword hovering above its head was even brighter, and the heat wave swept from the long sword rolling everywhere.

Within a few zhang of the red-robed young man, the grass and trees and gravel suddenly burst into flames, and then burned to ashes, and its fireworks continued to spread from the inside out, until it was finally surrounded by a shallow ditch cut by a fierce sword intent, and the fireworks dotted its edges like pillars, but they were not extinguished at all.

Jiang Huai stood between the fireworks, his cheeks constantly swept by the heat wave, pinching the characters in one hand and clenching the hilt of the sword in the other, silent and speechless.

Who came and what happened, Jiang Huai didn't know, but he clearly felt a strong sense of killing from the red robe.

The small hillside was silent except for the sound of burning.

The red-robed young man spoke first, not asking, but asking, "You are the person recommended by Shangde Academy? Your name is Jiang Huai, and you come to get the sword?"

asked three questions in a row, and the speed of speech gradually became faster, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger.

But the answer to the young man was a long silence.

The thick-eyed young man in the big red sleeved robe pouted and smiled, and said sarcastically: "Why, you don't even dare to report to your family, for fear that I will kill you with a sword?"

He replied in a low voice, "You guessed it right. ”

A flash of sword light staggered, and the two fingers of the red-robed young man were slashed from above in the air.

The next moment, the longsword that was rising from the flames in the suspended air suddenly had a roar, and turned into a fire phoenix fluttering its wings and moving forward bravely, and the embers along the way were even more victorious, up and down, burning the void.

The white-clothed young man who had been staring at the long sword quickly threw out the cyan rice paper, and at the same time pulled out the Qingfeng long sword, and a golden silk thread hibernated out of the two golden small Jiao in the sports qi mansion.

On the other hand, the red-robed young man who stood with his hands folded on his chest showed a hideous and terrifying smile, and muttered: "If you can't even take a sword, you will die if you die." ”

The place where the fire phoenix flew shattered with a piece of cyan rice paper, and the golden waves stacked up, oppressing in all directions, but in turn, it was completely suppressed by the blazing flames, and continued to rush forward.

The golden threads that followed went deep into the raging fire, like a lonely boat entering the sea, unable to carry a single wave, and instantly dissipated invisible.

Jiang Huai's face was pale, he held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the body of the sword in the other, and quickly crossed his chest, and the next moment, a fire phoenix attacked.

With just a moment's touch, Jiang Huai's wrist was burned by the heat wave until a little white bone was exposed, and his figure was constantly pushed away by the fire phoenix.

Until there was no way to retreat, he smashed at the foot of a big mountain.

The juvenile qi mansion was like a pool of water bursting, and the mighty qi was like a flood erupting between his hands, turning into layers of gold film covering it.

The long sword engraved with the word "Qingfeng" trembled even more, as if suffering all kinds of absolute pain, and was pressed out of the arc by a little cold light in the raging fire.

The cuffs of the young man in white were covered with flower seedlings, burning all over his body along his arms, and the smell of burning kept coming out.

Jiang Huai's forehead kept dripping beads of sweat, and he roared heartbreakingly: "Stop, stop for me!"

There was a crisp thud, and the Breeze Sword broke through it.

The boy slapped it hurriedly, and his hands grabbed the cold light that was almost touching his chest.

Beads of blood flowed between the fingers.

The huge light source in Jiang Huaiqi's mansion kept flowing out of a golden aura, covering his hands, and vaguely condensing a vague word.

Suddenly, there was a rush of gravel flying, and the spring thunder roared.

The fiery red sword still went straight forward, until it pierced a little flesh on the young man's chest, and then instantly turned away, hiding the fireworks on it, and hovered quietly behind the red robe.

The man muttered, "It's not that I'm good at swordsmanship, it's that my sword is too good!"

He took a few steps forward, half-squatted in front of the young man who was still in a coma but still maintained his resistance posture, and blew out a breath gently, and the white clothes that had lost the blessing of Haoran Qi instantly turned into fragments and flew away, dropping a wooden card and a gray pouch.

The young man's body was like the top of his head, bare and had nothing to hide.

The young man named Wan Shanhe squinted at a place of shame, turned his head, stretched out his two fingers to pick up the gray pouch that had fallen to the ground, glanced inside, grabbed the white clothes with the word Shangde written on it and put it on the young man, and said with a smile: "No wonder there is a girl who dares to bubble the Dragon and Tiger Sect, I don't see it, you have a lot of capital." ”

Under the cover of the night, a red-robed young man walked slowly with a white-clothed "little monk" on his back, he faced forward, and said with a slight reproach: "Why did the old man still increase his strength after that sword, did he really intend to kill him?"

Suspended behind him, although there was no fire, the fiery red long sword trembled slightly, and a red-haired figure appeared, and Fu Su smiled: "Is there an increase in strength, that's your inner thought, and this can be blamed on me?"

The thick-eyed young man grinned, still relaxed and comfortable, patted the top of the young man's smooth head on the shoulder, and laughed recklessly, "I said that I hated the white-clothed scholars, but I didn't say that I hated the white-clothed monks." ”

The red-haired old man's face was as usual, but he took a closer look at the "little monk" who no longer knew about him, and he was immediately happy, and said indifferently: "Aren't you afraid that he will wake up and fight for you?"

Wan Shanhe smiled even more, "There are only three half-immortal soldiers on that Sword Mountain now, even if he can pull one out, with the three realms where he is only turning into qi and two Jiao, how can he compare with my four realms that have opened a hundred tricks? ”

The old man neither nodded nor shook his head, "What if it's the one who went down the mountain." ”

Wan Shanhe was stunned for a moment, and quipped: "Senior Mo said that he was joking, even my master Qing Wuer didn't have the ability to invite that person to go down the mountain, and that Gu Baichuan didn't even get a straight look, I don't believe it." ”

The old man said with a smile: "But after all, he has been staying for a long time, so there must be a case." ”

The young man immediately cut the railroad categorically: "Then I will shave my head for the rest of my life!"

The old man nodded, That's true, with that person's vision, it's really not that you are qualified, I will take a look at you, after all, there are so many geniuses and jades that I have seen, and there are a few who may have walked to the top of the mountain.

Besides, isn't the highest scenery in the whole world the senior himself, so why do you need to bump all the way and climb high and look far away!