Tie Shan's face became more and more cold.

Feng Buxuan still closed his eyes, turned around for a moment, and stood on the edge of the hanging ring that covered an area of 100 zhang, looking at the towering mountains in the distance, and looking into the distance for a while.

Looking at his back without saying a word, Tie Shan squinted.

"So your current attitude is the answer your Tie family gave me to Hanging Sword Mountain?"

Feng Buxuan held on to the railing with both hands, staring intently into the distance, his tone and expression were indifferent.

"What's the matter? There are nine sects on the Red Moon, and the Hanging Sword Mountain is only ranked ninth, so why are you afraid of it?"

The corners of Tie Shan's lips moved, with a hint of playfulness.

"What is the ninth to fear? huh...... So this is what you rely on?" Feng Buxuan still didn't look back, but his tone was even colder, as if he had sunk into the abyss.

"Why, can't you?" Iron Mountain laughed mockingly.

"Hehe......" Feng Buxuan also smiled: "Have you ever seen the true power of my Hanging Sword Mountain?" No, you don't understand, you don't need to understand, you just need to know...... Later, you will turn into a corpse. ”

"You, what are you going to do?" Iron Mountain's face showed a hint of panic for the first time.

Feng Buxuan still had his back to him, but the indifference on his cold face gradually coincided with the killing intent, and finally, he said softly: "In the early stage of the Purple Mansion, the Heaven and Earth Mole Ants also dared to compete with my Hanging Sword Mountain's 100,000 Sword Cultivators...... Today I tell you that Hanging Sword Mountain will one day return to the top!

"Peak ......"

Tieshan was shocked, the first in the Nine Sects, the Nine Transformations and Nine Changes, the Three Hundred in the Purple Mansion, the Ten in Yin and Yang, and all of them were sword cultivators, this was the Hanging Sword Mountain three hundred years ago!!

In the battle with the Heavenly Evil Sect three hundred years ago, the Hanging Sword Mountain, which paid the most and sacrificed the most, was gradually pressed under the feet of the other eight sects due to the great reduction in strength.

The glory of the past, like a white cloud and a dog.

Hanging Sword Mountain has accumulated strength for so many years, just so that one day, in the name of sword cultivation, it will reign in the red moon again.

It's just that where would the Eight Sects allow this kind of thing to happen?

No one wanted the Hanging Sword Mountain, which was once strong enough to crush the royal family and the rest of the eight sects, and the hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators were resurrected again.

Therefore, in the past few years, the Hanging Sword Mountain, which had already fallen, fell again, and it was inseparable from the secret suppression of the remaining eight sects.

"Look at your tone, Hanging Sword Mountain seems to be different! What kind of power have you secretly accumulated over the years......

Tie Shan's face finally showed a hint of horror, and he slowly retreated to the back, but the back in front of him said indifferently: "An ant between heaven and earth also wants to fight against my Hanging Sword Mountain!"

"Die!"

With a cold snort from that back, he suddenly turned around and slapped it with one palm in a devastating attitude!

With this palm, the sky was dark, the wind and clouds changed color, and the world breathed into the night, Tie Shan's eyes were pierced by the rolling wind and couldn't open his eyes, and he vaguely saw a hideous and unruly stegosaurus shadow rushing towards him!

"Hanging Sword Mountain's long-lost stegosaurus inheritance! How could it be ......?"

Tie Shan was shocked and lost his mind, and his entire body was torn apart violently, and when the stegosaurus passed through his body, the torn body exploded again, exploding into a mist of blood......

In the early stage of the Purple Mansion, the Imperial City of Tiejia Iron Mountain, died!

Feng Buxuan set his eyes on Tie Tu, making the latter's body cold, and just as he was about to make a move, a deafening voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

"One day later, open the battlefield of Sword Dragon Mountain, whoever captures more than ten flags, the outer disciples will enter the inner gate, and the inner disciples will enter the elite;

"All disciples, prepare for battle immediately!"

Between heaven and earth, a woman in white clothes, wearing a veil like a fairy, holding a silver sword in her hand, her breath is one with the sky, unfathomable.

Behind him, there were eight Tsing Yi disciples, five of whom were young men and three women, all of whom were cultivated to terror, making the Xuan Qi of heaven and earth tremble.

These nine people are all empty and void, without relying on any mystical power, just with their physical bodies, they are enough to step on the sky.

Hanging Sword Mountain, the Nine Great Heavenly Glory appeared!

As soon as these nine people came out, the canyon of life and death instantly became completely quiet, and countless disciples stared at the nine figures in the sky, with a deep fire in their eyes.

"A day later, all those who have cultivated to reach the seven turns of the quenching body or more disciples, see you in the sect square. ”

The woman in white in the veil said indifferently, but this indifference, when she inadvertently swept past Lin Xie's bloodied figure, there was a wonderful and indescribable sense of expectation.

The sudden appearance of the Nine Great Heavenly Glory made all the disciples feel hot in their hearts, and the heat atmosphere of this kind of incident rose rapidly, quickly overpowering the heat of Lin Xie's life-and-death battle.

The disciples retreated one after another.

Among the Nine Heavenly Pride, one of the unruly young men in Tsing Yi looked at Tie Tu coldly and shouted angrily: "Don't you prepare for war yet?

After these words, Tie Tu found a step, and under Feng Buxuan's indifferent eyes, his face gradually receded in embarrassment, and in the end, he glanced deeply at Lin Xie and said coldly: "Lin Xie, this time it is a life and death decision, the sword maniac protects you from a famous teacher, what about next time?"

"In the Stegosaurus Capture the Flag battle in a day's time, he can also protect you?"

Tie Tu sneered.

Lin Xie was sneering: "Don't cry if you don't see the coffin, Tie Tu, in our capture the flag battle, our subordinates will see the real chapter, I hope you ...... Don't die so easily at my hands!"

After Tie Tu retreated, Lei Fall shook his head, his body flickered, and disappeared in place.

Only Lin Xie and Feng Buxuan are left here.

Seeing Tie Tu retreat safely, the face of the Tianjiao young man who spoke flashed a trace of strange relaxation, but this kind of relief made the veiled woman who was the leader take a deep look, and there was a sense of complexity in her eyes that doubted but did not doubt.

Soon, the Nine Heavenly Glory also dispersed.

Life and death in the ring.

Everyone dispersed, Feng Buxuan took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, looked at the world here coldly and indifferently, waved his hand, the yin and yang of heaven and earth returned to normal, and he said coldly: "Lin Xie, the agreement remains the same." A month later, you go to the Hanging Sword Trial, and go to find the broken sword called the Hanging Mountain, and I will not kill you. ”

"Of course, this time the Stegosaurus Capture the Flag Battle, I need to help you. This is a special mental method, called the Sword Burning Technique, which can burn the origin of Xuan Qi and increase the sword qi for a short time. The moment of truth can keep you alive. ”

Feng Buxuan raised his hand, and a red ancient martial arts book flew into Lin Xie's hand, who glanced at it and said nothing.

Lin Xie held his body that was broken all the time, wiped away a wisp of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the figure of Feng Buxuan leaving, his eyes were complicated.

To this day, it is difficult to distinguish whether Feng Buxuan, the peerless sword cultivator of Hanging Sword Mountain, is friend or foe, but he is in a hurry to use himself to do something now, what is his real intention?

Lin Xie didn't understand, and he didn't think about it, dragged his tired body, returned to the cabin, and opened the door to see a scene that was both shocked and surprised.

A beautiful Xuanling fox, which was the size of an adult's palm, with a snow-white body and shiny hair, quietly put a wonderful fragrant herb glowing with purple light on his bed, and suddenly turned around and prepared to leave.

The center of its eyebrows has a touch of red and bright vermilion.

Seeing this, Lin Xie was overjoyed: "It's you !!"