Thank you for the chivalrous bookworm, the breeze smiling and lonely, the reward between Ding Ding, and thank you for your unwavering support.

The west wind is tight, and the northern geese fly south.

Winter in Yunzhou comes earlier than in ordinary places, and the geese flying south naturally have to set off early.

Before autumn, rows of geese have already swept across the sky and swayed away.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

"It's been more than a year, it's almost autumn, the autumn of the harvest!"

At this time, if there is a pot of wine, a sword, a fast horse, and a beautiful woman, you should live up to this happy and vengeful rivers and lakes.

However, draw the sword, draw the sword, stab it straight, and retract the sword......

For Jiang Feng, it's not time to indulge.

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In addition to the Snow Mountain Sect in the eastern part of Yunzhou, there is the Blood Knife Gate in the south.

The Blood Knife Gate originated in Qingzhou ****, and each generation of its head calls itself the ancestor of the Blood Knife, and it has been passed down to the seventh generation of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect are all dressed as monks, rape and plunder, and do everything. Therefore, in the rivers and lakes, the reputation of the Blood Knife Gate is very bad.

It's just that the Blood Knife Ancestor not only has outstanding martial arts, but also has ruthless methods, multiple trajectories, and flaws will be reported. And the southeast of Yunzhou borders Qingzhou, which is mostly a bitter cold and desolate place, yes, there are very few famous and decent families, and the masters are willing to go to kill demons and eliminate violence.

In this feast of the division of the Wufu Firm, the Blood Knife Sect, which has always taken plunder as the main means of supply for the sect, naturally cannot sit idly by.

A large number of masters of the Blood Sword Sect attacked one after another, going to the counties under the jurisdiction of the Snow Mountain Sect to plunder.

Bao Xiang, one of the proud disciples of the Blood Knife Ancestor, met the Wind and Fire Divine Dragon Feng Wanli in Broken River County.

At that time, the Snow Mountain Sect was crashing a batch of local medicinal herbs into a car, preparing to transport them back to the Snow Mountain Sect. Seeing this, the treasure elephant with a wave of Blood Knife Sect disciples didn't say a word, and they wanted to step forward and rob it.

However, Feng Wanli is one of the best figures among the second-generation disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect. Its swordsmanship is fierce and fast, such as the wind, such as fire, which has earned the nickname of the Wind and Fire Dragon, and the son of Bai Zizai, the cold Northwest Bai Wanjian, and is called the Snow Mountain Shuangjie.

After this fight, the treasure elephant and Feng Wanli fought for less than thirty moves, so Feng Wanli seized the opportunity to stab the right arm of the treasure elephant with one move.

It will be the courage of the three armies, and the treasure elephant will be defeated, and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect will lose their fighting spirit one by one, and they will no longer have the heart to fight.

In just this battle, the Snow Mountain Sect has made a big splash, and Feng Wanli, who ranks first, is even more beautiful. Overwhelming Bai Wanjian, he became the idol of the new generation of disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, and the dream lover of countless female disciples.

The world is bustling, all for fame, and the world is bustling, all for profit.

The reason why the people in the rivers and lakes who add blood to the knife all day long live in the shadow of the sword is because of the word fame and fortune.

The Snow Mountain Faction has won such a big victory, so it is natural to celebrate it.

The entire Lingxiao City was lit up with lights, as if it was a festive New Year, and I don't know who proposed it, in order to help the fun, but also to stimulate the fighting spirit of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect to practice martial arts. Seven days later, there will be a grand jousting tournament.

In this martial arts competition, the second-generation disciples will not participate, but only the competition between the third-generation disciples who have just started. Among them, those who perform well can choose a second-generation disciple to challenge.

It is said to be a challenge, based on the swordsmanship and internal strength cultivation of the second-generation disciples, but it is just a pointer. However, whether it is Bai Wanjian, the senior brother of the second-generation disciples, or Feng Wanli, who has just made the limelight, their guidance is a rare opportunity for the third-generation disciples.

Although there were only seven days left, the vast majority of the three generations of disciples were gearing up one by one to try to perform well. Isn't it a great thing that he may have an outstanding performance, and then he will enter the eyes of Bai Wanjian or Feng Wanli, and become his personal disciple!

The once deserted martial arts arena suddenly became very lively. Although the small martial arts arena occupied by Jiang Feng was remote, it still couldn't stop waves of enthusiastic third-generation disciples.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

Jiang Feng was still repeating his routine that was rare for 10,000 years, he was the nominal representative of the six branches of the Snow Mountain Sect. This time, Bai Zizai attributed the benefits of his six branches to the head of the lineage, although Jiang Feng did not get the slightest material practical benefit, but he did not have to bear some necessary miscellaneous duties like the rest of the second-generation disciples.

Loneliness makes a master, and every master is made up of countless loneliness, so the master must endure loneliness.

Although Jiang Feng's behavior was weird, he didn't get in the way of the people around him. Yes, the rest of the three generations of disciples saw that although Jiang Feng's behavior was peculiar, they were just practicing swordsmanship by themselves, and no one stepped forward to disturb them.

A small number of people who are more curious will talk quietly behind their backs.

However, when he learned that Jiang Feng had joined the Snow Mountain Sect with them, but had directly become a second-generation disciple, directly practicing the Yang Melting Snow Melting Technique that the second-generation disciples could practice, instead of the basic Snow Mountain Mental Method, a feeling of imbalance came to his heart. When a "person in the know" revealed that Jiang Feng's comprehension was extremely poor, and a set of snow mountain swordsmanship was not very good, this unbalanced feeling turned into naked jealousy.

Gradually, all kinds of rumors began to spread in Lingxiao City, all kinds of things, and there were all kinds of things. There were even many people who deliberately went to Jiang Feng's sword training arena to meet Jiang Wanfeng, a second-generation disciple.

Jiang Feng naturally knew the fingers behind these people. But he never stopped it, because he knew that even if he was furious, it would not help. Whether it's a finger or a mouth, it's all grown on someone else's body, and all you can do is do your own thing.

Although Jiang Feng didn't care much about this, some people were different.

"Xiaofeng, what kind of person do you say is so vicious, spreading these slanderous rumors behind your back?"

After the indignant Hua Wanzi got the news, she immediately came to find Jiang Feng to confirm it.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

Jiang Feng turned around and said to Hua Wanzi with a smile: "Senior Sister Hua, you don't have to be angry, let them say whatever these rumors like." Anyway, for me, there is no loss, if you want me to say, Senior Sister Hua, you should hurry up and care about Senior Brother Feng. Senior Brother Feng is now popular among thousands of girls in the Snow Mountain Sect, Senior Sister Hua, if you are not careful, you will be taken by others. ”

"Bah, you little immodest thing, am I that kind of person? Whoever loves to be the first to go, I am not rare!"

As soon as Hua Wanzi finished speaking, she suddenly said "oops", and then said to Jiang Feng: "Forget, forget, the soup I made for my senior brother, I'll go first, but Xiaofeng, you also pay attention to it, you know who is making trouble behind your back, see if I don't want him to look good!"

Looking at Hua Wanzi who was gradually moving away, Jiang Feng drew his sword, took out his sword, stabbed directly, and collected his sword......

"Who is the troublemaker, I don't know?"

As the wind passed, the sound gradually dissipated, leaving behind what seemed to be ridicule and disdain.