Behind the ruins, there is an open flat land.

When Zhang Qingshan came, it was at night, and there was a stilted building blocking it, so he couldn't see it clearly.

At this time, I walked in and found that there was a cave in the deepest part of the flat land, and the cave was already overgrown with weeds, but above the cave, a plaque was clearly visible, on the plaque, several big characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, the pen was vigorous and powerful, and the iron painting silver hook, "Tianjian Mansion"

"It's really the Heavenly Sword Old Man's Cave Mansion!"

"The inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Old Man is set here!" someone immediately whispered.

However, in front of the cave, a boulder more than one person high sealed the entrance of the cave and blocked everyone's way.

Everyone stood on the ground, all on guard. This kind of scene, if you don't get it right, it's a scuffle, whoever rushes into the cave first will be able to temporarily come out on top.

However, no one dared to act rashly.

Because the first person to strike will immediately become the target of everyone's fire.

"Guys, do you want to push the boulder away first, or do you want to divide the high and low first?" someone couldn't help but shout suddenly.

"Of course, you should push away the boulder first, and you can't even see the inheritance yet, so let's do it first, right?"

"That's good!" At this time, the person who had been the short sword for He Yingjie before the Bishan Sword Sect walked out, he was the elder of the Bishan Sword Sect, Wang Ting, he was quite famous in the Northland Martial Arts, he looked around, and said with a smile: "No matter what, push away the boulder first." First of all, we must find out whether this inheritance is really here. You can't rely on a plaque and everyone fights to the death, right? If we fight to the end, we suffer heavy casualties and find out that it is not the inheritance of the old man of the Heavenly Sword, then the gain outweighs the loss. ”

"Okay, a few people, let's push this boulder away first. "Someone volunteered and walked to the boulder.

Immediately afterward, several more people stepped forward and came to the edge of the boulder.

"Let's push this boulder away!" the man said.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Everyone held their breath, Qiu Tianming touched Zhang Qingshan, "Brother, be careful now, push the stone away, as long as you rush into the cave, a scuffle will break out immediately." ”

"You should be careful!" Zhang Qingshan nodded and said!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a boulder more than one person high was pushed out.

"Enter!"

Someone shouted, and everyone immediately rushed into the cave.

Zhang Qingshan was not in a hurry or slow, and followed Qiu Tianming and others in the crowd. They are not in a hurry to rush to the first, in case there is a mechanism, it is the first person to die.

The cave was almost able to accommodate two people at the same time, and it was pitch black, and someone immediately raised a torch to illuminate the cave red.

Everyone quickened their pace and walked inside.

In about half a pillar of incense, no one touched the mechanism, but suddenly someone exclaimed, "It's really the inheritance of the old man of the Heavenly Sword!"

Zhang Qingshan and the others immediately looked forward, and the cave in front of them suddenly became open, as if it had become a huge main hall, and there was a skylight on the top to let in the light.

The main hall is like a natural stone house, with a stone table covered with dust, a tea table, and a futon on the ground.

However, at the foreground, a skeleton dressed in black sits on a stone chair. Although it has become a skeleton, it still sits upright, and when it looks from a distance, it immediately gives people a feeling of rising into the sky.

The most important thing is that in the skeleton's hand, he holds a long sword, the long sword is pitch black, there is no scabbard, and the sword body exudes a terrifying cold air all the time.

"That's the Xuantian Sword of the Heavenly Sword Old Man!"

"The Xuantian Sword is mine!"

The royal court of the Bishan Sword Sect suddenly rushed forward first, heading straight for the long sword in the hand of the old man of the Heavenly Sword. The inheritance can be put aside for a while, and it will be fought for later.

However, the Xuantian Sword is a famous sword on the weapon spectrum, sharpening iron like clay, extremely sharp. What he got was a real gain, and he took the lead and went straight to the Xuantian Sword.

"Wang Ting, you are looking for death!"

Zheng Zhongxiang suddenly roared, stepped out, the ground cracked, the main hall shook a few times, and his whole person was like a cannonball, heading straight to the royal court.

The black stick shook in his hand, and immediately conjured up a stick shadow, one stick after another, and smashed down on Wang Ting's body.

"Old Ghost Zheng, get out of the way!"

Wang Ting turned around, stretched out his hand, slapped the sword behind his back, caught the hilt of the sword, and immediately faced Zheng Zhongxiang's stick and took out the sword.

Whoever takes it will be theirs!"

The scuffle was suddenly on the verge of breaking out, and everyone drew their weapons at this moment. In the main hall, there was chaos in an instant.

"Brother Qiu, be careful, I'll go and meet He Yingjie for a while!" Zhang Qingshan patted Qiu Tianming on the shoulder, said hello, and immediately pulled out the Cold Star Sword, and then, he went straight to He Yingjie, who was not far away.

At this time, it was too chaotic, whoever touched the Xuantian Sword, or even the skeleton of the old man of the Heavenly Sword, would be swarmed up. Wang Ting was besieged by Zheng Zhongxiang and several other masters at this time, and the little monk was among them.

It's better to go to He Yingjie for a while first, and avenge his sudden action before.

He Yingjie was fighting with others at this time, and the sword in his hand was waved, and someone immediately fell, and the method was ruthless.

"The Fifth Sword of the Death Sword!"

Zhang Qingshan saw an opportunity, and suddenly shot from the side, and the cold star sword shook, and immediately burst out with an angry sound, hitting He Yingjie's neck.

He Yingjie stabbed the person in front of him with a backhand sword.

At the same moment, he immediately felt like he had been pricked by a needle all over his body, and goosebumps all over his body. Without even thinking about it, he rolled out to the side.

"Tear up!"

Although he dodged the fatal parts, on his arm, he was still stabbed by Zhang Qingshan's Cold Star Sword.

A long gutter, blood flowing.

He Yingjie took advantage of the situation to stand up, glanced at it, and immediately became angry, his eyes widened angrily, and he roared: "I want you to die!"

"Ninth Sword of the Deadly Sword!"

Zhang Qingshan's wrist flipped, the cold stars were like the wind, killing people and killing people, and the sword light was shining, like thunder in the dark night, flashing by.

He Yingjie had red eyes, took a step, and directly met him with his sword.

Although he and Feng Shijie are not too far apart in the ranking of Bai Xiaosheng's third-rate rankings, the real strength of this person is far stronger than Feng Shijie.

As soon as they make a move, they all go to the point.

And he is extremely experienced, every sword of Zhang Qingshan was blocked by him for the first time, and he could also counterattack with his sword from time to time.

At this time, the two of them fought dozens of swords in a row, but they did not hurt each other.

Zhang Qingshan also put away his previous contemptuous mentality, thinking that the disciples of the Bishan Sword Sect were all embroidered pillows and greenhouse flowers, and they were vulnerable.

This He Yingjie is a real master, ruthless and experienced, and has wanted to forcibly break through several times and exchange injuries for injuries.

Mentally concentrated to the extreme, he began to enter the state of sparring in the system.

He Yingjie was full of murderous energy, his face became more and more solemn, this person is in this small place in Jingxian County, there is no teacher, no resources, he can learn by himself, he has such a strong strength, this talent makes him feel a great threat, this person must not stay!

Zhang Qingshan's sword light erupted again.

He Yingjie's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Give me death!"

His eyes suddenly widened, his face suddenly flushed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately after, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a blood-red light, and with the struggle to swing out, one after another sword light broke through the air from the sword body, directly hitting Zhang Qingshan.

"Sword Qi?"