On the trail, Xu Xuan listened to someone behind him catching up, turned around and stabbed Hong, turned over and rolled into the woods on the right, and performed light skills, swept forward, and the rabbit rose and fell.

The Demon Sect Fairy Old Lady Han Yao dodged the sharp blade, and several ups and downs had already chased to the front of Xu Xuan, such as a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and the dragon sparrow dagger in his right hand stabbed forward, this seemingly simple move was clumsy, the most exquisite, no matter which direction Xu Xuyan went, the approach was blocked, and his body was unable to avoid this dragon finch dagger.

The last thing Xu Weifan lacked was actual combat experience and cunning, he turned his body upside down and kicked his legs towards the dragon bird dagger.

Jingle ......

There was a sound of metal intersecting, and the dragon sparrow in Han Yao's hand was like a stab on the iron, sparks flew, and the young man proudly swept over Han Yao's side.

"Hasn't this young man ever cultivated the iron cloth shirt of Buddhism, the golden bell jar and the like?", Han Yao was cautious at the moment, not daring to touch it, Xu Xuan's fierce and gloomy knife technique was instilled in his legs and feet, and Han Yao, who was known for his light skills, avoided it sideways, but Xu Yao couldn't help this neon dress fairy for a while.

Between breaths, the Ziyi monk and Luo Zi, who were slightly worse in light skills, arrived. Two black holes of hidden weapon iron pieces shot out in front of the two of them, and the two of them avoided it sideways, and the two big trees on their sides fell down violently. At such a moment of breathing, Xu Xuanyan had already jumped into the dense forest.

"I didn't expect this vicious scar boy to have an iron ingot tied to his leg", the three of them didn't dare to chase fiercely, and pushed forward with each other's horns, and more than 50 riders behind them were fan-shaped pressure formations.

Xu Xuan is ruthless and ruthless, and he is not soft on himself. In order to practice, hundreds of pounds of iron ingots are tied to the legs and arms every day, and they can't be untied when they lie down and walk, and they are always carried. As his body grew stronger and stronger, the ingots he tied to his legs became heavier and heavier. Not only that, but he also built a pair of iron shoes to add weight. At the moment of life and death today, he didn't have time to take it off, and skillfully used the Han Yao Dragon Sparrow dagger to use the heavy iron ingot as a hidden weapon to shoot out, and the iron ingot fragments fell everywhere, and his body immediately jumped lightly.

Xu then hid into the dense forest, and along the way, he chose a path that left no traces, stepping on the exposed rocks and tree trunks to carefully walk through the dense forest. Since his debut, except for the red-eyed martial arts brother who was once killed, the slash left a scar on his face, this is the most thrilling one.

He exhaled angrily, the son of the Yang family, whose face was like a crown of jade, with brocade clothes and jade food, even suffered from martial arts training, and was not weaker than himself. What he didn't expect was that the few people behind him who were not good-looking were all first-class grandmaster realms, especially the old woman with a strange ugly face who was extremely high. You must know that in order to save your life, you rely on light skills the most, when he desperately killed a few prodigal sons for Gongsun charming, and destroyed several families in Jingzhou who did not obey Gongsun Shangyi, only to exchange for a book of light skills from Wangting Mountain Kuixing Pavilion, and he added weight-bearing iron ingots and iron shoes when practicing martial arts, but he still couldn't get rid of the ugly woman's tracking, and he could feel that the ugly old woman had not yet exerted her full strength, and there was a bit of cat and mouse taste, so that the mice were scared and died.

"Hmph, he didn't know that my mouse was a big mouse bigger than a cat", Xu Xuan stopped, lay on the ground and listened to the surrounding movements, he had jumped out of the encirclement at the moment, but he didn't plan to leave in a hurry, he looked at the darker and darker sky, this area was the most familiar to him, and he decided to clean up the dozens of henchworms hanging behind his buttocks.

The monk in Ziyi cautiously searched forward, and was always on guard against the sneak attacks of the demon fairies, and his march was extremely slow. Originally, there was a flying knife Ding Wei to rely on, but now the flying knife Ding Wei was killed in battle, and the monk in Ziyi and the fairy in Nishang looked like they were separated. You must know that the Buddha and the demon were originally incompatible, and the Buddha and the demon also fought on the rivers and lakes during the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms. Finally, Moshan suffered countless casualties in the first battle of the Demon Sect, and the Nishang Fairy was also seriously injured. The monk in Ziyi recited the Dharma, and the people in the demon sect were all evil demons, and she only swore allegiance to the palace with the temper of the fairy in the neon dress, and everyone else was disdainful and arrogant in her eyes.

After tracking for a while, the old woman Hanyao found that there were no footprints on the ground, and he knew that this scheming young man must have hidden his whereabouts. Seeing that it was about to get dark, she stopped and pulled two scarlet mice out of her rucksack, their fangs upside down. Han Yao seemed to be chanting some incantation, and then let the two mice sniff the iron ingot, and the mice burrowed into the forest like arrows with feathers.

"Amitabha", the monk in Ziyi folded his hands and praised the Buddha's name. This is the man-eating red-eyed rat raised in the Demon Sect back then, the best at identifying the breath and taste of people, many Buddhist disciples were eaten by this kind of rat overnight and only bones left, originally thought they were all extinct, but I didn't expect that there were red-eyed rats in the hands of this old woman.

Xu Xuan crossed a stream and lay on the ground to listen for a while. He jumped up the branch, and slashed down with his sword, cutting a red-eyed rat in two.

"Hmph, the remnants of the Demon Sect, if you look handsome, Lao Tzu would be more willing to play with her", Xu Xuan didn't dare to be careless, suppressed his breathing, threw out a few feathers, observed the direction of the wind and fled along the direction of the wind, he was not in a hurry to leave, but wandered around looking for an opportunity to kill the killer. Red-eyed rat He occasionally heard Wangshan Gongsun Da say that this red-eyed rat has an extremely keen sense of smell, so he only hit it today.

On the bank of the stream, the old woman Han Yao looked at the red-eyed rat that was cut in two, a faint cold light shot out of her eyes, and she whistled, and another red-eyed rat burrowed into her backpack.

The monk Ziyi watched the tragic death of this evil animal, chanted the Buddha's name, and suddenly a knife came over in the stream behind him, and the deadly knife covered the top of his head, and the great monk was defenseless, rolling on the spot, and secretly said "Oh no" in his heart, and tried his best to resist the blade with the strong Vajra finger of the Buddha.

Trade a hand for a life, value.

Seeing the opportunity, the old woman Han Yao suddenly stretched out three inches of the dragon bird dagger, and swept towards Xu Xuanyan and the Ziyi monk, and the sword increased sharply. Xu Xuan hurriedly retreated, stepping on the stream and turning over into the lake on his side, he knew that the surprise attack would not succeed, and it would be difficult to start, so he immediately retreated.

The monk in Ziyi looked at the shining green light of Han Yao's dragon finch dagger, fortunately he was swept up in a robe, if it was on his body, he was afraid that his skin would ulcerate at this moment, turn into a pool of thick blood, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

An unpredictable look flashed in the eyes of Han Yao, the neon dress fairy, and she didn't speak, turning her head to continue the search.

Seeing that it was getting late, Luo Zi knew that it was very easy to be secretly injured in this dense forest, so after discussing with Monk Ziyi and Han Yao, he slowly withdrew from the dense forest and went back to the prince.

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Niutou Mountain.

On this day, a young man in white Qiu sat on the ground and blocked the entrance of Taixu Palace, and behind him was a beautiful boy with a flowing firefly sword.

A posture of blocking the door and comparing swords.

The second senior brother, who was close to the age of the whale's back, was busy with alchemy, and the martial idiot Jiao Daoling was nowhere to be found, so the little uncle who had no way to collect medicine had to come out cheekily to persuade him.

"What's there to fight in this fight, the master has come down the mountain, I will accompany you to see this magnificent Niutou Mountain, and it will not be in vain for you to run in vain", the little Taoist priest of medicine picking dragged and dragged, making this arrogant rising star of the Nangong family helpless.

can't fight back, don't scold back, look like a smile and a harmless look of humans and animals, the young Nangong Yicheng is helpless, "I can't tie the hands of this young uncle and ancestor in a fight", I stayed up for three days and three nights, and had to live temporarily in Niutou Mountain.

As a result, he couldn't leave after staying here, and he was taken by the little Taoist priest to collect medicine every day, and he became his little follower.

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The top of Wangting Mountain, the octagonal tower.

The blue silk old man in the octagonal building, his temples are slightly white, his forehead bone is high, and he is holding a hidden sword in his arms, and the hidden sword in the scabbard is ringing. There was a woman standing beside him, Chu Chu was moving, handsome, a green snake soft sword hung on his waist, the old man was Gongsun Da, who traveled the rivers and lakes to sharpen his sword intent, and was the biological father of Gongsun Shangwu and Gongsun Shangyi.

At this time, the sunrise on the Lingfeng of Wudang Mountain is in the east, the sea of clouds is vast, and the clouds are phantom dogs.

The melodious sound of the bell came, one more distant than the other, which shows that the internal strength of the person who rings the bell is abundant and endless. The sound of the morning bell and dusk drum in Wudang Mountain every day can be heard and heard in Wangting Mountain, and it is not uncommon. But not long after the bell stopped, a rapid bell rang again, this time even more than before, he looked curiously at the Lingfeng of Wudang Mountain opposite, who rang the bell of this century-old town mountain Kuibao.

"This bell is not the morning bell of Taiqing Palace, but the Wanzai bell of Wudang Lingfeng that has never rang for a hundred years, according to rumors, this bell weighs 10,000 catties, and ordinary martial artists can't hit it at all, which shows that the person who hits the bell has abundant internal strength", looking at the roaring Yongjiang River under the mountain, Gongsun Da's face showed a smug look, and he said to himself, "This person may be worthy of the old man's sword out of the sheath."

The old man lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, and the sword in the sword box was like a crack.

"The prince of Dingguo, it is said that he has no power to restrain the chicken, can he really resist the spear king's stunt to see the dragon unload?"

Wangting Mountain is respected by martial arts, but also shines in the hands of the ancestor Gongsun Ji, just like a towering tree, the branches are luxuriant, generation after generation of talents, in the rivers and lakes are naturally majestic, Wangting Mountain plum blossom Tianyan sword trick and Lingding sword is the stunt that everyone on the rivers and lakes is eager to see the style.

Over the years, Gongsun Ji, who wants to prove the Tao with martial arts, no longer cares about trivial matters on the mountain, and has been practicing in retreat in the Huancai Pavilion of Wangting Mountain, and it is said that he has already touched the taste of fairyland. His son, Gongsun Da, a martial idiot, had already entered the realm of Taiqing five years ago, and he was sharpening his sword intent on the rivers and lakes everywhere. His two sons, Gongsun Shangyi and Gongsun Shangwu, are the leaders of the third generation of the Gongsun family.

Gongsun Ji and the gun king Du Jun made thousands of moves, and only half of them lost under the stunt of "seeing the dragon and removing the armor". Competing with the Wind Thunder Sect Sect Sect Master Zhong Shidao in Xia Fei Mountain, although it was slightly inferior, it was also as fast as a floating light and as a glimpse of a shadow, and the four elders of Xia Fei Mountain had to go out of the customs in advance. Talking about martial arts with Zhao Ruyan, the previous generation of Wudang Mountain's head teacher, on Lingfeng, ringing the treasure of Wudang Zhenshan is like a bell, which shows the extraordinary realm of martial arts.

Over the years, except for those who deliberately provoked the Gongsun family, or the top first-class masters in the martial arts, few people went to Wangting Mountain to touch their heads. Of course, the old sword god is an exception, not only did he come, but he also turned Wangting Mountain upside down, and the old ancestor Gongsun Ji was even more defeated under him.

"It is rumored that the old sword god has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and those few moves are quite similar to the figure of the sword god back then, and the sword intent is decisive to kill", the woman had a confused look in her eyes, and said softly in the mountain wind.

This woman's name is Gongsun Zhishui, and she is the white-clothed scholar who defeated the Feihuadao people in Huizhou Huadeng City that day. She is the adopted daughter of Gongsun Shangwu of Wangting Mountain, and she is also the leader of the fourth generation of descendants of the Gongsun family.

"That Zhou Xing Lao'er was conceited the name of the land sword immortal back then, and provoked me to Wangting Mountain, but he really let him come and go freely, which is really a shame for me Wangting Mountain. I haven't seen him all these years, I really want him to see the power of my hidden sword", Gongsun Da looked at the black dots that swept through the clouds like a bird in the distance, and his face showed a look of regret.