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The Wuyue Sword Sect, except for the Dongyue Taishan Sword Sect, did not come because the head of the sect was ill, and the other sects were all there. There is also no shortage of Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Tianshan, Penglai, Emei and other big factions. It can be said that there are many masters of the rivers and lakes. However, their purposes are different, some are to investigate the truth of the incident and maintain the order of the martial arts, some are simply to see the excitement and see the true face of the bloodthirsty sword, and some are gearing up and are determined to win the bloodthirsty sword. Very lively. It seems that for some people, the war of the family and the country is far less important than their own private affairs.

However, no one can figure out who the convener is. They all had a letter in their hands, and they were told that there was a sword tournament in Hengshan today, and as for the rest, none of them knew about it.

When everyone confirmed the strangeness of this matter, they began to talk noisily, thinking that this conference was extraordinary, and some simply said that there must be a particularly big conspiracy. Therefore, when the head of the Hengshan Sword Sect, the Moon Shadow Nun, appeared, a group of high-rollers shouted: "What kind of medicine are you selling in the Hengshan gourd? Where is the bloodthirsty sword? Let us have a look first!"

Ji Jianyun wanted to know what kind of conspiracy was here, so he decided not to come forward first, but chose a hidden place to wait and see how things unfolded.

However, it was obvious that the people of the Beiyue Hengshan Sword Sect were even more in a trance, and they didn't know what was going on. The Moon Shadow Nun said lightly, "I don't have any bloodthirsty swords in Hengshan! we don't know why you have come to our Hengshan so much?"

Meng Yaoxin, the head of the Zhongyue Songshan Sword Sect, immediately walked up to the Moon Shadow Nun and said, "Moon Shadow Master Nephew, the monks don't talk nonsense, since you have obtained this bloodthirsty sword, you should take it out and let our fellow disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect take a look!"

He has never forgotten swordsmanship and swords all his life, and naturally he wants to try to get this ancient exotic divine weapon.

Since the last Hengshan incident, Moon Shadow Nunn's trust in Meng Yaoxin has been greatly reduced, but because of the situation, she replied: "Uncle Meng, I definitely don't have this thing in Hengshan, here Moon Shadow guarantees with personality, I definitely didn't deceive everyone!"

At this time, Bao Shuqun, the head of the Xiyue Huashan Sword Sect, stood up and teased: "Senior Sister Moon Shadow, don't hide it. Last time, didn't you Hengshan take care of a girl with a disfigured hand, I didn't figure it out at the time, it turned out that she was Han Yu's apprentice! And this bloodthirsty sword was originally in Han Yu's hands, and you Hengshan saved his apprentice, so I got this bloodthirsty sword. As for the means used, we do not know. ”

The Moon Shadow Nun was stunned for a moment: "I don't know the relationship between Senior Sister Yueqing and that Han Yu, let alone what means were used to win any bloodthirsty sword? Don't slander our Hengshan Sword Sect like this!"

Meng Yaoxin couldn't hold back his greed and said, "Since the Moon Shadow Master's nephew refuses to admit the fact that he has taken this bloodthirsty sword, can you let us go up the mountain to search?"

The high-rollers also roared, shouting, "Search! Search!"

Bao Shuqun only listened to this Meng Yaoxin, and also echoed in his voice: "Hmph, what's the matter, do you dare to let us search?"

With an angry look on her face, the Moon Shadow Nun said, "My Hengshan Sword Sect has been established for hundreds of years, and I have never let others search it!

Meng Yaoxin was also angry at this time, and scolded those Jianghu high-rollers: "What does the internal affairs of my Wuyue Sword Sect have to do with you, I am making trouble here without reason, be careful of the sword in our hands!"

Then he turned his face to the Moon Shadow Nun and said with a pleasant face, "Moon Shadow Master and nephew, of course I won't allow other sects to come to our Wuyue Sword Sect to search indiscriminately! ”

The Moon Shadow Nun saw Meng Yaoxin's true face even more clearly, and was so angry that she didn't say a word. At this time, a person suddenly stood up beside her, pulled out his sword and pointed at Meng Yaoxin, signaling him to quickly retreat.

Ji Jianyun saw that it was his junior sister Yan Yuqi. Although her face was disfigured, her temper remained the same, and she still loved to hug and fight so much, and she liked to draw a knife to help.

Meng Yaoxin was also stunned, and immediately understood the identity of the other party, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the apprentice of the Demon Sect Demon Sect?"

The Moon Shadow Nun couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded: "Uncle Meng, I call you Uncle Shi, I hope you can remember your identity as a martial arts elder." This girl has now devoted herself to my Hengshan Sword Sect, and her law name is Yueqing. ”

Bao Shuqun saw that Moon Shadow dared to disobey Master Meng Yaoxin, and scolded anxiously: "Ugly monster, dare to be rude to the head of my Wuyue Sword Sect, I am really impatient." ”

When Ji Jianyun heard the words "ugly eight monsters", he hurriedly went to observe Yan Yuqi's expression. She didn't even have any hysterical expression, but just like just now, she stood there with a sinking face, pointing her sword at the martial arts people. He had an indescribable joy, he knew that his sister was slowly coming out of a terrible memory, and he was happy for her.

But one person was not happy, and he broke off and scolded: "You are the most shameless and despicable ugly monster in the world! I will kill you today!"

No need to ask, it's Yan Shiqi. She also came early and was also watching how things unfolded. However, when her sister stood up and was said to be "ugly" by Bao Shuqun, she still couldn't hold back her anger and wanted to avenge her sister!

Bao Shuqun saw that it was a beautiful girl, and said with a smile: "Girl, the sword in my hand is not a joke. This matter has nothing to do with you, you better go down!"

Yan Shiqi was not polite at all, stabbed the sword, and said: "I want you to see how good I am!"

The shot is the beam around the thirteen styles of the Xuanniao, and the sword flower is flickering and smart, and it goes straight to the door of the book group. The trick had already been used, and it scared him into a cold sweat - he had never imagined that such a young girl would be able to perform such a delicate sword move. Hurriedly took out the twin swords of the son and mother in the Xiyue Huashan Sword Sect, and used a trick to be peerless, and barely blocked it.

The unique weapon of the Huashan Sword School is powerful, one long and one short, one heavy and one light, one literary and one martial, one fast and one slow, which is the so-called Confucian "way of civil and military, one piece and one relaxation", which is very powerful. At the beginning, because of his own negligence, Yan Shiqi took some advantage. However, after calming down, he still has to be a little higher, plus Yan Shiqi's understanding of the Xuanniao Thirteen Style is relatively shallow, but more than a dozen moves have already fallen into disadvantage.

Where Zhang Tianlai was willing to let Yan Shiqi take the risk, he took her over with a figure, and shouted: "Come, see Grandpa Zhang's skills." ”

There is no faction in his swordsmanship, but he just takes all kinds of things and turns them into one, paying attention to stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Bao Shuqun obviously cared about the way of the sect, but he couldn't find it, and he took it one by one with some embarrassment.

At this time, Yan Shiqi ran to her sister Yan Yuqi and asked, "Sister, how are you doing?" and then realized that her sister was dumb and couldn't speak, so she hugged her, leaving tears of sadness.