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The long sword with golden dragon energy surrounds the clouds and the golden dragon energy makes a loud sword roar in the misty air of spiritual energy, as if it is a passionate and refreshing sound that has been sealed for a long time when it is born.

The sword roar resounded throughout the nine heavens and nine peaks.

On the other peaks of Jiutian Peak, whether it is the fierce battle between Di Wulei and Senior Brother Xiao Wang, the inseparable princess from the demon clan and the Jinjian Lord of the Sword Pavilion, or the hand-held from the far west of the sky

The ascetic monk who was against the enemy of the Silver Sword Order, and even the endless green plum forest around the foot of the mountain and on the sword controversy platform, everyone heard the sword roar.

It was like a sword roaring like a roar of Wang Zhi resounded through the sky!

Huangfu Yi, who had a blue hair as pale as snow and his eyes were blind, could not see the sword. He even heard the name of the first disciple of Kunlun Sword Pavilion who had been as famous as him for many years, but he could hear the sword.

Song.

The senior brother heard the sword roar and instantly identified the sword!

He guessed the person coming!

So he did not hesitate and made a knife without reservation! The strongest knife!

The academy guard knife that had been passed down to three generations was like a breeze that was startled from the green forest.

The wind does not know where it starts or where it returns.

I only know that the wind is very clear.

It is as clear as the clear blue sky on the clear and clear field of autumn.

The weather turned into a green light and swept across it.

The wind and the sword passed by.

The wind slashed the dragon-shaped sword energy that was swirling around the sword body into two halves along the sword energy dragon body from the head.

The wind is obscured in the endless clouds and mist in the distance.

The dragon-shaped sword energy, which was cut in half by the wind, strangely turned into two complete sword energy and dragon-shaped wandering above the clouds.

A callused hand pushes away the clouds.

That hand held the dragon's head.

The dragon-shaped sword energy dissipated in an instant.

A stern sword came into Luo Changfeng's eyes.

Looking at the majestic figure gradually coming, Luo Changfeng's expression appeared with a rare solemnity.

...

The senior brother stood with his knife.

Luo Changfeng followed a few steps and stood shoulder to shoulder with his silver-haired senior brother.

He stared at the person who came intently.

The shape of Muyun Sword City, the first tutor of Kunlun Sword Pavilion, is different from that of ordinary people.

The body that made people suddenly feel oppressed looked more like the demon clan's people in Jueyun Ridge in Tiannan, rather than the human clan's children.

Mu Yun Jiancheng was wearing black clothes.

He had long hair disguised and a black hairband wrapped around his forehead.

His facial features are very angular and shaped.

His eyes were bright and bright as if there was a flame burning.

There were countless sword energy around him circling around his tall body.

The wind blows down a green green bamboo leaves on the cliff.

Green bamboo leaves are floating.

Floating to Muyun Sword City, he was cut into countless pieces by the sword energy and scattered on the top of the mountain.

Mu Yun stopped in Jiancheng, then held the sword and held the ceremony: "I thought about many opponents who might appear here, but I didn't expect to meet the famous Huangfu brother of the academy!"

There are four gates and three halls of Jiange, and Muyun Jiancheng practices the way to control the sword.

Huangfu Yi also gave the courtesy of the academy: "Six Tianchi Sword Staff, my brother and I climbed the mountain to meet the king."

The academy has pride.

Huangfu Yi undoubtedly inherited this pride.

However, pride is not the arrogance of treating all the same generations as mediocre and arrogant.

When facing this disciple of Jiange, the senior brother did not hide his solemnity in his heart.

Mu Yun Jiancheng smiled and said, "That knife just now was a college guard's knife?"

Huangfu Yi's expression remained unchanged: "It's indeed a guardian's knife."

Mu Yun Jiancheng said sincerely: "Can you lend me a view?"

Huangfu Yi's face was a little deeper: "You want to watch the knife?"

Mu Yun Jiancheng asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Huangfu Yi remained silent.

Luo Changfeng, who was beside him, saw that his senior brother stopped talking, so he knew that his senior brother was angry.

Luo Changfeng spoke and said, "The first disciple of Jiange is as famous as my senior brother. If you want to borrow a knife to see, should you borrow the King Dao Sword in your hand for my senior brother to read it?"

Mu Yun Jiancheng suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha... Many people have seen my sword above the seventy-two peaks of Kunlun, but no one dared to ask me to read it!"

Luo Changfeng smiled: "I am honored to be the first person."

Mu Yun Jiancheng turned his tone and said sharply: "You have the courage to talk to me like this, but in the end you are too weak and you don't have the right to borrow a sword from me!"

The silent Huangfu Yi frowned and held the knife.

Luo Changfeng smiled brighter and brighter: "You are like my student of the school of calligraphy."

Mu Yun Jiancheng said, "Oh? How can I explain this?"

Luo Changfeng said: "Your pride is exactly the same as my academy teaches students!"

Huangfu Yi smiled.

Mu Yun Jiancheng also laughed, laughing sarcastically.

Luo Changfeng ignored the other party's ridicule.

He bowed and asked his senior brother: "Senior brother, this battle will be done by the junior brother."

Huangfu Yi turned his head and said, "This person is not simple. Judging from his cultivation, I am afraid that he has surpassed the realm of the soul."

Luo Changfeng said: "If you are destined to be unable to defeat... After your junior brother is defeated, it will not be too late for your senior brother to take action."

After Huangfu Yi pondered for a moment, he handed the guard knife in his hand to Luo Changfeng and said, "Be careful of the sword!"

Luo Changfeng took the ward guard with both hands.

This is the second time he has taken the knife from his senior brother.

The guard knife is not heavy, and it is as light as a feather compared to the pair of iron pagodas given to Jiang Manlou.

But every time Luo Changfeng took the knife, he felt an indescribable heaviness.

He knew the burden his senior brother carried when he got the knife.

So he always knew that the senior brother handed him more than a knife.

In addition to the knife, he also took over the entire academy! The entire Bodhi Academy has been standing for thousands of years and the pride that has been passed down to this day!

With the knife in his hands, he is now the guardian of the hospital!

"According to the rules of this year's Qingmei wine cooking, anyone who climbs to Jiutian Peak can challenge the Tianchi Sword Assistant. Is that true?" Luo Changfeng looked at the tall figure holding the King's Sword opposite.

"You know this rule very well." Mu Yun Jiancheng seemed to be smiling.

"The students of the Chuanzi School who are not good at anything other than being greedy for life and fear of death. So I dare not forget this rule."

Luo Changfeng said.

"No one has ever told you that your eloquence is also very sharp?" Mu Yun Jiancheng said.

"Maybe there is a guy who is better at talking nonsense and long-winded among some of my classmates, so they don't realize this." Luo Changfeng, who remembered the rich Shaojiang Manlou, smiled mockingly.

Mu Yun Jiancheng sneered.

He didn't want to talk more, and he changed his mind and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You can use the knife."

Yes, Luo Changfeng can use his sword.

From the moment he climbed to the top of Jiutian Peak, he could shoot his sword anytime, anywhere.

But he has been waiting.

He didn't plan to shoot the knife first.

The kingly sword of the first disciple of Kunlun Sword Pavilion is famous, and Luo Changfeng, who has never seen his sword, has been very cautious.

Sometimes, taking the initiative not only will not be able to gain an advantage, but it will expose your weaknesses to your opponents too early, especially when facing opponents like Muyun Sword City who are the king of the same generation.

So Luo Changfeng's knife was always tightly held in his hand, and there was no intention of making a knife.

"Please draw the sword first!" Luo Changfeng changed it to courtesy.

"If I draw the sword, you will not have the chance to draw the sword." Mu Yun Jiancheng said.

"Please draw your sword!" Luo Changfeng continued.

Huangfu Yi took a few steps back.

Muyun Sword City took several steps.

The sword called King Dao, glowing with golden light, roared again.

Mu Yun Jiancheng decisively set out his sword...

There are three realms of sword control: using people to control swords, using energy to control swords, and using heart to control swords. The sword in Muyun Jiancheng seems to be only at the first realm of using people to control swords.

Because the King's Sword is in his hands.

The sword intent has three realms, subtle as the wind, solid as the practice, and surging as the river.

The kingly way in Mu Yun Jiancheng's hands suddenly caused great waves in the subtle places.

A big river flowing eastward suddenly appeared in the void at the top of Jiutian Peak!

A sword light appeared and cut off the river.

The sound of thousands of troops rushing from the river echoed in my ears, like a million troops!

A sword of the king can be a million masters!

(PS: The weather is so hot, the speed is so sluggish, and the work is so tired. How can I speed up the update if I don’t have air conditioning or melons?)