Chapter Twenty-Seven: The World of Sword Trials (Part I)

A month later.

On the banks of the West Lake.

The cold wind is like a sword, the clouds are thousands of miles, and the snow covers the ground.

A man walked step by step on the snow in a golden robe, and if one looked closely at his clothes, it was not difficult to see that his yellow dazzling robe was made of gold thread, which was drawn from gold.

He wore a half-section mask over his face, which was equally precious, and the priceless pearl agate on it was everywhere. His eyes were as clear as the stars.

In his paper-white hand he held a golden sword four feet long, the scabbard of the same material as his mask.

It seems that this is a rich man, a man of luxury and high profile.

"Ruan Jiawen Bang Eye-eyed Sword Maniac Scholar ...... on the West Lake"

Ruan Jiawen has debuted for more than 30 years, and has become the eye of the Qin State before he is crowned an adult, and the fame of the boy list is famous all over the world. Later, because he was not satisfied with his own powerlessness, he abandoned literature and martial arts, learned swords, visited famous teachers and swordsmen, and was honored as the first swordsman in Hangzhou in less than nine years.

He refined the 6954 road Yuxiao swordsmanship, and used this swordsmanship to flutter like a good son in the turbid world. Relying on this swordsmanship, Ruan Jiawen defeated 373 masters on the rivers and lakes, and now lives in seclusion on the banks of the West Lake River and has created the Jiansi Academy, faintly having the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

He has six disciples under his seat, the youngest one swept through the green forests and grasses of Hangzhou when he walked the rivers and lakes seven years ago, and established the underworld force Longhu Mountain in Hangzhou, which is full of more than 10,000 people, and all the underworld in the world give him face.

Other than that.

The rest of his disciples are not straw bales, some have become powerful heroes in the rivers and lakes, some have become wealthy businessmen, but some have entered the Qin court as generals and civil officials......

In this way, Jiansi Academy is considered to be windy and rainy in both black and white, and Ruan Jiawen's relationship network in black and white is intertwined, making him rise and rise.

Soon, Lin Xuan came to the door of Jiansi Academy.

In front of him, eight burly men stood at the door, obviously the guards of the Jiansi Academy.

When Lin Xuan approached here in a golden robe, the guards had already discovered him, and before Lin Xuan could speak, one of them took the lead and said, "Jiansi Academy, idle people wait to stop!!"

As a guard, as a guard of the Jiansi Academy, his observation skills must be top-notch.

The person who came was dressed in expensive clothes, and a shocking flower

With a noble mask and a lavish-looking sword in his hand, it is clear that this is a celebrity with status, and with a mask to cover his face, he probably does not want others to recognize his identity. People like him generally have bad things when they come to Jiansi Academy.

"Tell Ruan Jiawen that the deceased is visiting!"

In the wind and snow, only Lin Xuan's slightly cold voice echoed.

Dahan was stunned when he heard this, since the other party directly called Ruan Jiawen's name, he should have a grudge with him, otherwise the other party would not say such a thing.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Another big man pulled out his hand and held the hilt of the knife at his waist, and this faceless man gave him a very cold and arrogant feeling.

"It's better to go in directly!" Lin Xuan muttered to himself, completely ignoring the existence of the big man.

I don't have the heart to wait, since I came here in this way, I just want to do things in a high-profile way.

The words fell, and before those big men could react, Lin Xuan had already disappeared in place.

On both sides of him, those big men were frozen like this, their expressions distorted.

On this day, as usual.

Ruan Jiawen held a jade sword in his hand and danced in the courtyard, although he had entered the middle age of forty, his martial arts and swordsmanship had not declined at all, and he was still as fast and fierce as in the past.

His eyes were piercing, and he didn't look old except for a few strands of gray hair on his sideburns.

Bang bang bang!

Several figures seemed to have been hit by a surging force, and they crossed a distance of six or seven zhang from outside the door of the mansion and smashed into the courtyard.

"Chivalrous travels heavily, and the golden whip controls the purple horse. The snake bow is white feather and arrow, and the crane bridle is red and autumn. Originating from the South China Sea, Changming to Beizhou. ”

"I vow to kill the whale salamander and clarify the water of the West Lake. **Sprinkle rain, all things do not wither. I waved a glass of water and laughed to myself. ”

"Stroking the long sword, raising his eyebrows, Qing Shui Baishi He left. Take off my hat and smile at you; Drink the king's wine, for the king's chant. ”

The cold sound of poetry followed, and Ruan Jiawen frowned when he heard this voice.

Someone has come to stir up trouble! After so many years of comfort, there are still people who don't have long eyes to provoke themselves!

"The owner of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa, Yan Thirteen came to visit!"

A figure flashed like a ghost, and in two breaths, he broke through the corridor and stood in front of Ruan Jiawen.

The surrounding house slaves were even beaten out before they could react.

Tibetan Sword Villa?

He had never heard of the name of this villa, and as a figure like him, there were very few masters he didn't know!!

Rise.

The person in front of him is extravagant, and he should have an identity that is different from ordinary people. A person like this should not have intersected with himself, so now that the other party chooses to appear in front of him in this way, he must have some plan, and a conspiracy to use himself as a storm is about to begin!

Ruan Jiawen sneered and shouted: "Why don't you take off your mask and talk to me! The old man sees that you are not dressed like an ordinary person, why do you want to hide it? Who are you sacred, why do you want to come to the door to stir up trouble!!"

Since he established the Jiansi Academy, those who dare to use such methods to make trouble have not yet appeared.

"The owner of this village is here today, just to see the demeanor of a sword mad scholar, and to see if Ruan Bangyan is as invincible in the world as the legend!

People are cold, and the sound is cold, just like the ice wind in winter.

Lin Xuan thought about it, now is a period of cultivation and loneliness, and the only way to obtain the cultivation method is to show himself wantonly and high-profile, so that the people of those sects can notice him.

"Hmph! My master is also a figure with a head and a face in the rivers and lakes, and not everyone is qualified to challenge him!"

Just based on the skill of the person in front of him just now, everyone didn't notice the slightest fluctuation of true qi, but it is not difficult to guess that this is a person who does not know martial arts, or that this person's martial arts have reached the point where no one can beat him.

But.

No matter how strong the other party is, he should not have the martial arts of his own master, otherwise he will become famous early, and there is no need to use such inferior means.

An uproar sounded in the field, and everyone's eyes were dead and terrifying, and for this person who came to the door to stir up trouble, it seemed that his fate could be predicted.

"It's a big joke that this kid wants to challenge our master!"

"If the master really fights him, he must be crippled if he is not dead!"

"Master, what kind of character is his old man, how can he worry about these things?"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing were everywhere, the figures in the courtyard flew over, the sword light and sword shadows flickered, and dozens of people used all their skills, slashing and slashing, surrounding Lin Xuan, dozens of weapons, carrying a strong wind and whistling away!

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