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In the sword-washing room, Li Luo stood beside the sword-washing pool, looking at the long swords hidden in the scabbard on the rows of soldiers and orchids around the sword pool, and a little bit of light appeared in his eyes.

The four gates and three halls of Jiange, Liluo's foot, belongs to the Iron Sword Sect. These long swords above the orchids are all the swords of disciples of the Iron Sword Sect of Jiange's outer Sect, but every time after nightfall,

These swords became his tools for practicing the left-handed sword.

He is very familiar with these swords.

He walked to one of the Binglans in a familiar way, stretched out his left hand, and pulled out the long sword from the scabbard.

The door of the sword washing room was suddenly pushed open at this time.

Li Luo was shocked.

He just pulled out his sword and flipped behind him. He raised his sword straight and pointed directly at the door of the sword washing room.

He turned his head slightly, and his eyes looked coldly at the door of the sword-washing room.

A figure walked in.

It was an outer disciple wearing the outer sword Pavilion costume. When the disciple pushed open the door, he felt a gust of sword wind rushing to his face. Then his eyes were astonished and saw him holding a long sword in his hand and pointing directly at him.

And the sword Nu Liluo, who revealed his murderous aura!

"You can't use a sword to make a waste! What are you going to do?" The outer disciple saw that it was a disabled sword Nu Liluo with his right hand, so he didn't even hit him.

Is a humble sword slave who is also thinking about holding a sword and practicing sword? Where is the rule of the Jiange Gate?

The outer disciple glanced roughly around the sword pool. He saw that the sword sheath on the orchid with his sword was empty, and he saw that Li Luo was holding his sword in his hand.

He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Put down the sword for me!"

When Li Luo saw this outer brother, he felt something was wrong.

I was thinking that I could not hide the fact that I secretly practiced swords. If it was passed to the ears of the sect leader or elder, a punishment would be inevitable.

This was his first thought in shock.

But soon, when the outer brother called him "the waste who can't use the sword", his thought disappeared instantly.

He doesn't like this title very much.

Even after becoming a sword slave in the outer sect of the Iron Sword Sect of Jiange, this title accompanied him for a whole year, and he still couldn't get used to being called a waste!

He had no intention of doing anything.

The posture of raising the sword directly pointed was just a reaction he subconsciously realized the danger.

But now, he suddenly wanted to do something.

Can't wait and want to do something without regard to the consequences.

He held the sword tightly in his left hand and walked step by step towards the outer disciple.

His eyes revealed ruthlessness.

His expression was ridiculous and cold.

"What are you...what are you going to do?" The first time he saw Li Luo's gloomy and terrifying expression, the outer disciple couldn't help but feel a little timid. He quickly took a few steps back and retreated outside the door of the sword washing room.

, pointed at Li Luo and shouted.

"I don't want to do anything!" Li Luo suddenly laughed, "I just want my senior brother to see if I can't hold a sword, can I kill people by killing people if I can't use the sword!"

The outer disciple was frightened: "You, you want to kill..."

The outer disciple still didn't finish his words.

Because Li Luo did not give him a chance.

He used his sword and left-handed sword to wipe a blood mark on the neck of the outer disciple.

He threw the sword casually, but saw the sword flying into the scabbard above Fang Binglan in the sword. The outer disciples covered their necks with both hands, and their raised eyes looked at Li Luo's figure in disbelief.

Blood splattered between his fingers and then fell down!

Li Luo returned to the sword washing room and found the wooden barrel, then gently covered the door with the wooden barrel.

He carried the body of the outer disciple and went down the mountain road under the starry sky.

He walked to a cliff with rich vegetation and threw the body down.

He killed someone!

An ordinary outer disciple!

His right hand was disabled and became a sword slave, and he was no match for ordinary outer disciples.

He has the cultivation level of the wonderful way, and his cultivation level will not dissipate with his right hand being disabled. This is an indisputable fact.

This is also the reason why the disciples of the outer sect of the Iron Sword Sect have been verbally humiliating Li Luo but dare not take action for the past year.

As for Li Luo, he had no choice but to endure this ridicule and humiliation for so long.

He is a disciple of Jiange.

He was very clear about the strict rules of Jiange's sect.

Killing an ordinary outer disciple seems not a big deal, but he cannot keep staying in Jiange to practice swords.

The Seventy-Two Peaks of Kunlun Mountain are the holy land of swordsmanship in the world. He doesn't want to leave Jiange, even if he is just a sword-washing sword slave who is worse than an outer disciple.

So he endured a whole year of humiliation.

But he killed someone in anger tonight.

After the sword was swung out, it seemed that all the previous forbearance was burned with the sword. He should have felt that his efforts were in vain and even regretted, but after killing someone, he seemed extremely calm.

Not only is it calm, but Li Luo also feels extremely comfortable inside.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he will still feel this way after killing his fellow disciples, and Li Luo must be crazy.

But he knew he wasn't crazy.

He was very awake to what he did and was very grateful that he did so.

Because after the sword was swung, Li Luo cut off the demonic obstacle that he had never been able to overcome in his heart, and then he naturally condensed the soul.

He broke through the realm of the soul!

He also realized the Tao! His own swordsmanship!

Hiding without emitting is not a sword way! Being afraid of one's head and tail is not a sword way! The lotus root and silk connection is also not a sword way!

The true swordsmanship is to cut off without fear of everything!

If someone does not tolerate me, I will slash it with one sword! If the heaven does not give birth to me, I will slash it with one sword!

Li Luo knew that his swordsmanship had been completed and he no longer needed to stay in Jiange!

Under the starry night, he returned to his residence, a monotonous and simple slavery house in the outer gate peak.

After packing up some clothes, he decided to go down the mountain and leave Jiange!

He didn't think about where he should go after he went down the mountain. The world's greatness ranged from Jueyunling in the south to the Sun Bulou Cemetery in the North Sea, from the Mirror of Tianxi, to the 800 Sects of the Seven Prefectures in Tiandong, and the vastness of north, west, east and east.

Without boundaries, why worry about not having a place to leave him!

He thought so.

In the end, I found that I couldn't go down the mountain!

After carrying a bag, he had just covered the door, but found a breath behind him, an aura that he deliberately noticed.

Li Luo frowned slightly.

He turned around resolutely and saw two figures.

One of the figures was an old Taoist, a sloppy and skinny old Taoist. Beside the old Taoist stood a young man with red hair but empty eyes, and the young man was carrying a fiery red sword.

The breath that Li Luo felt came from the old Taoist.

The red-haired young man carrying a fiery red sword was more like a puppet, with no slight fluctuations in his body.

After seeing these two people, Li Luo no longer frowned.

Because he knew these two people.

The old Taoist is named Yixingchuan, which is the crazy old Taoist Yixingchuan who was taken in by Dean Zhuang in the academy.

The young man was more familiar with the bronze sword gate and the bronze sword commander Liu Shaotian, who was as famous as Huangfu Yi of the Academy.

"Where is your sword?" After Li Luo turned around, Yi Xingchuan looked at Li Luo with empty hands except for the burden, and said a little dissatisfied.