The station of the White Sword Branch was not very far from the Sword Shrine, and Ning Zhe took Jian Lin to the side of the Sword Shrine with only a stick of incense. Rainbow Literature Network, with you all the way! (.) I saw that the so-called sword mound turned out to be a small basin, Ning Zhe and the two stood on the top of the glacier and looked down, only to see that the middle of the basin was full of long swords inserted diagonally.

"It turns out that the so-called sword mound refers to the place where the swords are buried, but who left these swords?" Ning Zhe asked with emotion.

Jian Lin bowed down and said: "Returning to the seniors, every long sword in this sword mound is left by the famous predecessors in the history of my sword clan after they sat down, and it can be said that every long sword contains infinite power. It's just that these long swords are really too difficult to urge, so no one can use them here. ”

Ning Zhe nodded slightly, and couldn't help but think of the situation when he met Jian Bai in the bamboo forest: that day, he held the Yuanyang ruler in his hand, and he was just a fledgling teenager, in that swamp, when the swamp dispersed, a bamboo forest appeared, and a dazzling white light poured down from the sky above the bamboo forest.

When the white mang dispersed, Jian Bai was wrapped in white clothes, there was no extra pendant on his body, his white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his face was delicate, his eyes were slender, and a white long sword hung horizontally from his waist. This long sword has no scabbard, and it looks like a fine iron long sword used by a warrior in the mortal world, but after Ning Zhe saw it that day, he was shocked, although this long sword was ordinary, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, this feeling was simply out of his breath for him who was only refining himself at that time.

Now he realized that Jian Bai was a powerhouse of the Jade Universe Realm that day, and it could be said that it was easy to kill him.

Jian Bai said coldly: "This is the residence of the master of the Endless Snow Plain, and those who dare to trespass will either win me and obtain the master's inheritance." Or, die!"

Thinking of Jian Bai's appearance that day, the corners of Ning Zhe's mouth suddenly flashed with a smile.

If it weren't for Jian Bai that day, if he wanted to deal with the strong enemy at that time, I am afraid there would be no hope at all.

It's just that when Jian Bai was teaching him swordsmanship, there was often a trace of confusion in his eyes, Ning Zhe didn't understand it very well at that time, but now that he knew, Jian Bai thought that he was missing the clansmen of the White Sword Branch.

"What is this place? Who am I? Who am I...... I do not know. All I know is that you have to win me, and only by winning me can I be free. Take it!" Recalling the scene when Jian Bai said these words that day, Ning Zhe couldn't help but feel a trace of sourness in his heart.

I still remember that Jian Bai taught him swordsmanship for the first time, and he only taught one sword, but that day he practiced that sword, and he practiced for more than a day, stabbing out tens of thousands of swords, so that he could barely stab Jian Bai without falling behind.

But since then, the sword moves of the man in white have changed a pattern, although they are still straight, but they have become wide open and closed, and the originally slender sword in his hand is like a giant axe, slashing horizontally and vertically in a disorderly manner.

However, it was such a disorganized sword, but Ning Zhe couldn't even take a single move, and the fast sword he had comprehended before seemed to be completely restrained, and there was no use for it......

At that time, Ning Zhe was shocked by this kind of swordsmanship, and he couldn't resist at all. However, Jian Bai didn't care, and after teaching him this swordsmanship, he said lightly: "If you don't have a sword in your heart, the sword will naturally not resonate with you." To be able to comprehend the fast word in one day, your talent is indeed good, but this sword heart can not be understood overnight, you better go out, and when your sword heart is successful, come back to see me. Remember, you only have ten years, and if you haven't understood it in ten years, it means that you are not suitable for sword training, so let's change the magic weapon. ”

Not only that, Jian Bai also gave him a jade slip and a giant tripod, which was full of crystal clear liquid, and the spiritual power contained in it almost made Ning Zhe feel the monstrous pressure at that time.

"These things are all to help you comprehend the way of the sword, and they are indispensable all the way to practice, but after ten years, if you still can't comprehend the sword heart, then I will double these things and want to come back, you can do it yourself......"

Ning Zhe's heart recalled Jian Bai's words that day, and a layer of frost suddenly covered his face.

"Don't worry, Senior Jianbai, I will definitely fulfill your last wish!" Ning Zhe said word by word in his heart.

Jian Lin next to him saw Ning Zhe standing motionless, and he didn't dare to disturb at first, but as time passed, he finally couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "Senior Ning, Senior Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Zhe came back to his senses at this time, shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, I just remembered Mr. Jianbai's demeanor that day!"

Jian Lin showed a trace of disappointment on his face, and sighed: "Hey...... It's a pity that I was born a few years late, so I can't appreciate Mr. Jianbai's demeanor in person!"

Ning Zhe patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Let's go, there is always a **** who can become a person like him!"

After speaking, Ning Zhe took a long breath, grabbed Jian Lin's arm and swept down, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the sword mound.

However, just as their figures appeared on the edge of the sword mound, several black shadows had already stopped in front of them: "Sword Clan's heavy land, those who come stop!"

Ning Zhe ignored his words, the white light in his hand flashed, and a sword light rose into the sky and rushed towards the front.

Those black-clothed men didn't expect Ning Zhe to dare to break in, and they were stunned for a moment before they remembered to stop Ning Zhe.

However, they were not Ning Zhe's opponents themselves, and they were still one step late, so when their swords were just unsheathed, Ning Zhe's long sword had already slashed in front of them.

Click!

Several crisp sounds echoed in the air, and the long swords in the hands of the black-clothed men were directly cut into several pieces by Ning Zhe, and then their chests were also cut open by Ning Zhe's sword qi, and they spat blood and retreated.

Jian Lin's face following Ning Zhe suddenly shook violently, he naturally knew these people in black, they were the deacons of the black sword branch, and their cultivation was not much weaker than him, but Ning Zhe was actually able to seriously injure them with a single sword.

"It turns out that Senior Ning didn't go all out before!" Jian Lin's heart became more and more suspicious.

And at the same time that the black-clothed men were seriously injured and retreated, a faint purple phantom appeared out of thin air in front of Ning Zhe.

"Stop, you!"

The purple phantom receded, and an old man in purple clothes and purple hair flashed out of it, and after a low shout, a purple light **** came out in his hand, and stabbed towards Ning Zhe's sword.

"Sword Tong! Senior Ning, be careful, this is the elder sword of the Black Sword Branch, and the cultivation is already a great ...... of the Xuanguang Realm" Jian Lin exclaimed in surprise the moment he saw this old man.

However, before he finished speaking, he saw Ning Zhe's white sword surging again, slamming into the purple ray.

Rumble!

A loud bang came out, and Jian Lin only felt as if his breathing was about to stop, and the vast coercion escaped from the place where the two were fighting, and everything within a radius of ten miles was crushed into pieces.

What's even more terrifying is that the originally stable space was actually torn apart by the sword qi of the two of them, and the colorful spatial turbulence gushed out from it, rushing towards Ning Zhe and Jiantong.

The figures of Ning Zhe and Jiantong retreated at the same time, turning into two afterimages to dodge the colorful turbulence in mid-air, and then slammed into each other again.

Boom!

A crisp sound echoed in the air, and Jian Lin, who was grabbed by Ning Zhe in his hand, only felt that his ears were about to be deaf, but Ning Zhe's figure did not stagnate in the slightest.

I saw that Ning Zhe's face was covered with a layer of frost at this time, and the white long sword in his hand instantly turned purple, intertwined with the purple light in Jiantong's hand in the air, making it impossible to tell who had the upper hand.

However, Jian Lin just thought of this, but saw a faint purple mang retreat back and fell to the ground fiercely, but Ning Zhe stood proudly in mid-air, and said in a cold voice: "Go back and tell Jian Hei that this sword mound will belong to the white sword branch from today onwards, if you want to take it back, it's best to let him take it himself!"

After speaking, Ning Zhe's figure moved and rushed into the sword mound with Jian Lin, leaving only Jian Tong who was seriously injured and fell to the ground and the few men in black.

"Sword ...... Elder Jiantong, this person ...... Who the hell is this person, why is he so strong!" A man in black on the ground stood up and said to Jian Tong.

At this time, the purple sword in Jiantong's hand had already dissipated, and the original crystal clear long sword was also shattered into several pieces.

Hearing the words of the man in black, Jiantong's eyes were also full of fear as he looked at the direction in which Ning Zhe disappeared.

The battle just now was too short, and Jiantong had been seriously injured by Ning Zhe without even seeing people clearly, and the words that Ning Zhe said in the end echoed in his heart.

"White Sword Branch...... He is a member of the White Sword Branch?When did the White Sword Branch have such a terrifying existence?"

But then he came to his senses, and now the most important thing is to inform someone in the clan that has broken into the sword shrine, if this person is allowed to cultivate in the sword shrine, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Jiantong struggled to stand up, and the purple light in his right hand flashed, and a purple light rose to the sky. However, as soon as this purple mang got out of his hand, he felt a strong force coming from all directions, and the purple mang was directly crushed into a shattered ......

"This ...... What's going on?" Jiantong shouted loudly, and immediately understood that this must be Ning Zhe's means.

He couldn't care about anything else, struggled to his feet, and ran out of the sword mound with a few black-clothed men beside him.

However, Ning Zhe's figure appeared where they had just stood, and he sneered and said, "When they return to the Sword Clan and invite reinforcements, we will be done if we think about it." Without further ado, let's go!"

Jian Lin had never raised his eyebrows so much in front of the clansmen of the Black Sword Branch, and just wanted to take a moment, but he was directly pulled into the sword mound by Ning Zhe......

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