How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

When Feng Heming rushed back to the main hall, he saw the cutting sword.

Iron swords are consumables in Jianmen, especially when new disciples are getting started, they are most likely to be broken.When some internal strength has been cultivated and the weapon can be protected with internal strength, the sword will not be broken so easily.

Moreover, Jian Qianshan has reached the state of using softness to overcome rigidity, so he often uses whisks more often. It's not about life and death, he actually seldom uses swords.

But now, in the snow is a broken sword.

The other half is still in Jian Qianshan's hands.

In front of the main hall, the snow on the square had been swept away long ago, so Feng Heming could clearly see that half a footprint in the middle of the square sank half an inch into the floor tiles, deep at the front and shallow at the back.Jian Qianshan stood in front of the footprints. There were some bloodstains on the white linen mourning clothes, and the bloodstains also fell to the ground, forming an arc.

It was the wound left by Shui Fengqing on the side of the neck, and it burst open again.

At this time, all the heads of the righteous way who were in front of the main hall disappeared, and there were still traces of fierce sword fighting in the square.There are still a few scratches on the ground, but they are not as obvious as those half footprints.The two elders, Zhengfa Mingxin, stood aside, their expressions were not good-looking.Feng Heming was startled, and hurried to Jian Qianshan's side: "Senior brother!"

Jian Qianshan had been holding the half-broken sword and looking towards the direction of the mountain gate. Until then, he slowly stretched out his hand, put the half-trunk sword back into the scabbard, picked up the whisk in his hand, and then turned around and walked towards the back mountain——

"I'm going back to my room for retreat, Second Junior Brother. During this period of time, I will trouble you and the two elders with the matters inside the door. If there is no fatality, don't look for me."

Feng Heming was startled, and looked at the two elders.Elder Mingxin frowned slightly, and was about to follow, but Jian Qianshan stopped and shook his head at him:

"Don't bother the elders."

After he finished speaking, he walked into the main hall and lit a stick of incense.Feng Heming only felt cold all over his body. According to the rules of the sword sect, the head of the sect must be guarded by an elder Mingxin to protect the dharma.The Mingxin elders in the past are often succeeded by the juniors who have the deepest personal relationship with the head of the sect.

But Xingheying had just happened to be expelled from the sect.

"Brother!"

Feng Heming couldn't help calling him, but Jian Qianshan just waved his hand at him.It was not until he was no longer in sight that Feng Heming finally had the courage to ask the two elders what happened when he was not there?

Thousands of bamboo seas, the snow forest is silent.

"Leader Zuo's tremendous strength is really eye-opening!" The noisy human voice broke the mirror like a stone hammer, instantly disturbing the forest.I don't know which family's head is flattering, Zuo Liuchen stroked his long beard with one hand, and arched his hands very modestly:

"Everyone is overrated. I just asked that the head of the sect has just gone to Yuhuaxian. I think that Jian Qianshan is also uneasy because of the great change. The young talent is really impressive, but if he can sustain the reputation of the leader of the righteous way, I am afraid that he will have to wait for him again." Wait 20 years!"

"On the contrary, Qi Shen is extremely intelligent. With a few words, he forced the two elders of Jianmen to just stand by and watch."

"Concession, concession, since Jian Qianshan bears the reputation of being the head of the sect, he should naturally take over."

"Pooh!"

Suddenly swearing, it turned out to be Cheng Yunyan.At this time, his old face was flushed with anger, as if he would explode in the next moment, and even his gray beard was trembling:

"You couldn't make it back then, but now you want to vent your anger on his apprentice? Zuo Liuchen, you have used [-]% of your mighty strength. If it wasn't for the sudden burst of wounds on the child's neck that distracted you, how dare you say you Didn't you want to use enough internal strength to leave him with a dark wound?!"

Zuo Liuchen's face turned pale, Cheng Yunyan waved his apprentice away with one hand, and picked up Qi Lian's collar instead:

"And you! How dare you keep saying in front of his coffin that the disciple is obedient to his work?! Even if that child is a heavenly genius, I'm afraid he will be ruined by your gossip-mongering mouth!!"

"Master Cheng, that kid is a devil's sect after all..."

Suddenly there were three crisp sounds in the forest, and it was someone clapping their hands.Immediately afterwards, there was a weird laugh, the sound was not loud, but it immediately stopped the fighting among these righteous veterans.

A gust of wind wrapped bamboo leaves and snow fell, making people blinded.Then there was a crackling sound, and when the strange wind passed, there were more people in the snow.

Dressed in Xuanyi, it is simple but very capable.There is a simple wooden hairpin on the head to bundle the hair, and there are bits and pieces of small hairs sticking up like fried hairs.In his hand was a sword with a silver sheath, the scabbard was carved in bright silver, and there was a blue sword tassel hanging on the hilt.However, such a flamboyant and frivolous sword matched the playful and wanton look on his face.He leaned against a bamboo pole, with a leisurely smile on his lips:

"Interesting, you call a leader of the Righteous Path a Demon Sect scion, so what is a Demon Sect young master like me?"

As he spoke, he threw up the sword in his hand and caught it casually, turning it in his palm.Everyone was on guard, but saw that he suddenly turned his hand and held the hilt of the sword, and slowly drew the sword, with provocation and contempt in his eyes——

"I know, it's a scourge. A scourge should be worthy of its name. How about I wash your righteous martial arts here, and then plant Lingxu Jianmen casually, causing civil turmoil in your whole righteous way? What do you think?"

The cowhide not only blew up, but also blew into the sky.Xingheying had a smile on his face, just when he heard Zuo Liuchen say, "Who are you?", Jianhua suddenly turned around and moved.

There is wind, but it is very messy.The image of the person disappeared in the wind, only Jian Guangming flickered for a moment, followed by a joke in his ear——

"Do you know how we Taoist priests praised the statue of Qingyuan Mountain Laojun?"

There was a sudden chill on the neck, and then a scalding heat.The voice was suddenly far behind the ear, with an even bigger smile:

"I am number one in the world."

Xingheying's sword slashed across Zuo Liuchen's neck, leaving a bloodstain.Obviously before, he was just a disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect with insignificant martial arts skills. When did he have such kung fu that more than ten people present had no time to react? !

Zuo Liuchen covered the wound on the side of his neck with one hand, and stared wide-eyed at the young man who waved his long sword to shake off the blood in front of him.There was a smile in his eyes, and the bright eyes were like stars falling into the vast sea, with a layer of darkness: "It's really difficult to kill so many of you at once, and I'm just afraid of trouble. Leader Zuo has a good face, Using your 50-plus years of internal strength to head-on defeat Jian Qianshan, a man in his 20s, seems quite proud of you?" With a twist of his wrist, he put the sword back into its sheath:

"When I encountered the eighth level of lightness kung fu of my rebellious mind, I was as stunned as a stupid roe deer. I was too honest with my sword Qianshan. If it were your father and me, I would not walk you around a hundred or eighty times. I'm sorry for my lack of kung fu."

As he spoke, his beaming expression was particularly disgusting, as if "I am the biggest in the sky and the earth" is written on the corners of his eyes and brows.This person is really hated, but he dares to stop these righteous leaders in the bamboo forest. Either he is tired of working and waiting to be beaten to death by a group of old men who have more than 20 years of internal strength than him, or he is completely arrogant. Not cowardly.

Obviously he is not the former.

With a dark face, Cheng Yunyan looked up at the top of the bamboo behind Xingheying.There seems to be nothing on the bamboo, but there are actually more people.

The clothes with gold patterns on a black background are bloodless, but still give people a heavy feeling.Xingheying still casually combed her hair into a topknot, Shui Fengqing simply tied the unsightly hair behind her head, and let the rest of her hair loose without even pulling it up.At this time, he was standing on the bamboo, looking down at the well-dressed elders of the righteous way, except for a sinister smile, there was evil in his eyes——

"In the Lingxu Sword Gate just now, everyone seemed to be having a good time? Do you want me to kill you one by one here, or wait for me to let you go back and choose a few destroying gates along the way? ?”