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Ouyang Weijian has regarded Han Iceland as a great shame since he was defeated by Lu Ping's sword. ◎ Clever kids remember to play super fast hand update.◎

After the incident in Han Iceland, Ouyang Weijian was sent to the Crystal Palace by the Xuanling Sect to cultivate.

In the Crystal Palace, Ouyang Weijian endured the discrimination and white eyes from top to bottom of the Crystal Palace, and even sometimes served as the training object of those descendant disciples, sparring targets, and being ravaged over and over again and putting on a smiling face to greet him.

This was more uncomfortable for Ouyang Weijian, who was regarded as the pride of the sky in the Xuanling Sect, than killing him.

However, he could only endure it, because Ouyang Weijian, who was regarded as a rising star in Beihai, really couldn't find the slightest sense of superiority among his fellow monks here.

In the Crystal Palace, there is not much difference between him and him when cultivating, but there are many people whose cultivation strength is far above him, and his pride and dignity in the past have no value to talk about in front of these people at all, and can only be a talking point that makes people even more despised.

But Ouyang Weijian finally endured it, and over the years, he no longer focused too much on the improvement of his cultivation in the Crystal Palace, but began to polish his own foundation.

At the same time, using the cultivation resources of the Crystal Palace, he began to extensively study the family specialties of various families, and gradually began to learn from others, and confirmed each other with his own natal swordsmanship "Merry and Happy Eighteen Swords", making his own swordsmanship greatly improved.

And the result of these efforts was that in the battle with those descendants of the Crystal Palace, Ouyang Weijian could finally gradually support these people for a longer time, and began to fight against these people in the battle, and even won the battle with the monks of the same rank.

And the biggest change brought about by the improvement of strength is that Ouyang Weijian gradually began to be recognized by these disciples who were above the top, and the previous white eyes and ridicule had disappeared, and Ouyang Weijian seemed to have returned to the ranks of the pride of the sky before.

Over the years, although Ouyang Weijian has not deliberately improved his cultivation, he still unconsciously raised his cultivation to the peak of forging pills, compared to the previous cultivation that he has been ahead of Lu Ping, Ouyang Weijian's cultivation speed over the years is indeed not fast compared to before, but Ouyang Weijian can perceive that the improvement of his own strength is really new.

This time Ouyang Weijian returned to Beihai can be described as full of confidence, he thinks that this time will definitely be a trip to make him ashamed and famous in Beihai, but after he returned to Beihai, a cold water is to pour the confidence he has accumulated bit by bit over the years again.

Lu Xuanping defeated the Heavenly Technique Ancestor with a monk of the ninth layer of forging pills!

That's impossible!

Ouyang Weijian's heart roared: This must be the true spirit sect's yīn scheme, a yīn plot designed for Lu Xuanping's fame, the price is just to sacrifice the reputation of an ordinary law cultivator, compared to the future of the True Spirit Sect, the payment of an ordinary elder is not a price, and the heavenly art must be released!

He urgently needed to confirm the news, which, judging by his own channels, turned out to be true.

Ouyang Weijian was able to persist in the shameful laughter of the Crystal Palace monks, and he was naturally a person with a tough heart, although Lu Xuanping's defeat of the Law Ancestor had a great impact on Ouyang Weijian, but Ouyang Weijian's confidence was not broken, he had been in the East China Sea for decades, and his vision and knowledge were no longer comparable to before.

Among the many large and medium-sized sects in Middle-earth, or overseas giants such as the Crystal Palace, it is not for nothing that they can cultivate those descendants who can compete with the early monks of the common law phase, and even be able to defeat them.

But who are these people, they are all geniuses who are unique in ten thousand, from the tens of thousands of monks in each generation of the Crystal Palace, and they enjoy the most precious cultivation resources of the Crystal Palace.

How can Lu Xuanping be able to compare with these people!

Even if he Ouyang Weijian has been honed in the Crystal Palace for twenty years, at most, it will only be a stalemate with a monk who has just advanced to the Dharma Phase Period, of course, it is completely his position that is guarded, and he is suppressed in all directions, and although the other party can't help himself for a while, but after a long time, Ouyang Weijian will inevitably be defeated in the hands of the other party because of the depletion of the true yuan.

Ouyang Weijian shook his head vigorously, expelling these distracting thoughts from his mind, but at this time, he suddenly remembered something, and opened his mouth to ask, "How long has it been, why hasn't Lu Xuanping come yet?"

When Ouyang Weijian asked, everyone's hearts tightened, and Mo Wei hesitated for a moment, and said, "It can't be that Lu Xuanping has already discovered the ambush here and made a detour from other places, right?"

As soon as Mo Wei's words fell, the entire ground suddenly shook, and although everyone was a cultivator, they almost didn't stand firm on the ground.

"What's going on?"

Ouyang Weijian asked in surprise.

"There's something down there!"

It was Ao Yong who spoke, and the knuckles of his fingers clenching the hammer were already faintly blue, obviously ready to go.

"Isn't that Lu Xuanping's ghost?"

As soon as Mo Wei's words fell, Zhou Tong had already sacrificed the thin water sword, but then a miserable howl came.

Everyone was shocked, and when they turned to look, they saw that Mo Wei was staring at the tip of the sword emerging from his chest with his eyes open, and his eyes were condensed with infinite fear!

He couldn't figure out who was the murderer who killed him, Lu Xuanping, how did he get around behind him, and how could he really pierce the flying sword into his heart through a formation wall?

However, he never had a chance to answer these questions again.

Zhou Tong, Ouyang Weijian, and Ao Li began to move together, gradually forming a horn, facing the direction where Mo Wei was.

Zhou Tong's gaze froze, looking at the half of the sword tip on Mo Wei's chest that suddenly retracted, and exclaimed, "Changliu Sword!"

Mo Wei fell down with the retraction of the tip of the sword, and the power of the wall behind him was greatly reduced due to the lack of support of the spiritual vein, and the Changliu sword pierced the wall again, and began to cut a circle on the wall in the various eyes of the three people, and then the sound of "Du Ang" seemed to be the person behind the wall who kicked on it.

The wall that had been cut by the Changliu Sword volatilized into dots of aura in this kick and finally dissipated, Lu Ping strode in from behind the wall, the Changliu Sword surrounded his body, and began to tremble rapidly.

Lu Ping's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Zhou Tong, and then he turned to look at Ouyang Weijian and Ao Li next to him, and said, "It turns out that they are all acquaintances, but I don't know what this Daoist brother of Canghai Sect is called!"

can be in charge of the fine water sword, then this person's status in the Canghai Sect must not be low, and if he can join forces with Ouyang Weijian and Ao Li, then this person's strength will definitely be recognized by the two.

"You are Lu Xuanping?"

Zhou Tong took a step forward, his chin raised slightly, and said: "I, Zhou Tong, I have heard that you are known as the first person under the Beihai Law Period, I don't know if you dare to fight with us and the other three today!"

"Zhou Tong, I haven't heard of it, but I have fought with Zhang Xiyi of your faction before!"

Zhou Tong's face was choked half to death by Lu Ping's words, who is Zhang Xiyi, that is his teacher, in Zhou Tong's ears, Lu Ping's meaning is very clear, even your teacher couldn't help himself at the beginning, what are you?

Lu Ping looked at this person with a smile and said, "I thought Your Excellency was looking for me to fight alone, but I didn't expect this cultivation world to even say that the group fight was so reasonable!"

Zhou Tong's face was already white with anger, and the thin water sword in his hand pointed and said, "You, looking for death!"

Ouyang Weijian secretly said that it was not good, that Zhou Tong had already rushed forward with his sword, and Ouyang Weijian and Ao Li also hurriedly stepped forward to besiege in desperation.

Both of them scolded in their hearts, where did this kid come from, he was stunned!

Zhou Tong was not stunned, he had already sensed that Ouyang Weijian and Ao Li had retreated when Lu Ping had killed Mo Wei like a ghost.

But Zhou Tong couldn't retreat, and he didn't want to retreat, when he saw the Changliu Sword in Lu Ping's hand, he was already calculating how to tie Ouyang Weijian and Ao Li to his warship.

What's more, Zhou Tong also has full confidence in his penance for more than two hundred years, even if Lu Xuanping is really as strong as the legend, he and others are not muddy, even if they are invincible, they can retreat with their whole body, but if they don't fight, they will miss the Changliu Sword, but Zhou Tong is really unwilling!

This thin water long-flowing sword is not only the sword of the ancestor of the Canghai Sect, but also the key to the opening of the cave of the ancestor of the Canghai Sect, but it is a pity that the relics of the Canghai have now been completely scraped away.

If the Canghai Sect was able to combine the fine water and the long stream before, then even if others also participated in the Canghai Relics, the Canghai Sect could also hold all the benefits in their hands before the various factions, where is it still the same as now, the Canghai Sect only gained 12/12 in the relics, and there were quite a few treasures that were destroyed by mistake when forcibly breaking the passport barrier.

The Canghai Sect still has the thin water sword in hand, not to mention the other forces!

In addition to the set of secret techniques that can greatly enhance the power of the combination of the two swords of the Thin Water Long Flow Sword, the Thin Water Long Flow Sword hides a secret left by the Canghai Ancestor back then, but what this secret is, the Canghai Sect monks have never known, but they only know that this Thin Water Long Flow Sword is not only the key to open the Canghai Treasure, but also the key to open this secret, and this secret is hidden in the Canghai Treasure.

The thin water sword circled a silent sword light, stabbing towards Lu Ping in an extremely strange way, but it was killed by the Changliu sword in the middle of the way, turning into a wave of swords, and the front and back rushed towards the thin water sword.

Ouyang Weijian's Merry Sword and Happy Sword had already been condensed into two great divine powers by him, and it was really Shibei Sanrì who was impressed, and when Lu Ping's Qiushui Yiren Sword resisted the strong attack of his two great swordsmanship powers, he was already convinced in his heart that this Ouyang Wei Sword had at least condensed a magical power rune in the heart core space.

However, the three of them were not only Ouyang Weijian, Lu Ping's sight set off a monstrous wave, with an indomitable momentum, and with only one blow, Ouyang Weijian's divine power was swept to pieces.

At the same time, Lu Ping's right hand pulled and pushed, and layers of water nets stretched forward in front of Lu Ping's body, and before Ao Lizhen's pair of hammers were smashed, he fell into the layers of water nets and couldn't extricate himself!

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