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Two hundred and eighty-ninth chapters have a sword

On the mountain road, countless people were stunned. The fight did not take much time, but the countless winds and snowstorms that the young man holding the sword had rolled up on the mountain road before were enough to surprise the people on the mountain road.

It is true that Xiaoyi Tower in the Beihai River and Lake is the number one swordsman, but who would have thought that Xiaoyi Tower could even produce such a swordsman. Just drawing a sword can make Feng Xue pause?

Li Fuyao now put his sword on the mountain, making the people on the mountain road even more want to go up the mountain to watch the fun. For a moment, many people on the mountain road accelerated.

Yu Fu held the scabbard, looked at Chen Bingjun, thought for a while, and said softly: "Young Master Chen can go up the mountain or down the mountain. You are a guest minister of Xiaoyilou and will solve those problems for you."

What she said was naturally what she said before was about going up the mountain to practice swordsmanship for Chen Bingjun.

Chen Bingjun smiled and said, "Since Brother Li is such a skill, I have to go up the mountain to see it."

Yu Fu nodded without saying anything, holding the swordsman's scabbard and jogged up the mountain, but he had completely ignored Chen Bingjun.

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On the other side of the Xiaoyilou Mountain Gate, Ye Zhou confronted the man in gray, but Liu Ning had already arrived in front of the quiet room where Chao Fengchen was in seclusion. There was an old man holding a sword in front of the door, which was the elder Mo Kuo.

Liu Ning frowned and was about to speak, but Mo Kuo scolded him: "The head of the sect is in seclusion, how can he allow outsiders to disturb him?"

Liu Ning said in a deep voice: "Uncle Mo, Xiaoyi Tower is in danger of protection. This matter is of great importance. The leader must take action himself."

Mo Kuo said calmly, "The head of the sect is the top priority. Not to mention that Xiaoyilou was destroyed, even if the disciples on the mountain were killed or injured, you should not disturb the head of the sect."

Liu Ning was shocked and angry and said, "Uncle Master is an old man from Xiaoyilou, why is this so?"

With Liu Ning's thoughts, he naturally realized that Mo Kuo didn't want to save Xiaoyilou at all, and might even want to harm the head. This made Liu Ning, who had truly regarded himself as a disciple of Xiaoyilou, dared to leave easily after renamed Xiaoyilou.

"Uncle Master wants to cut off the inheritance of Xiaoyilou, aren't he afraid of becoming a sinner for the ages?"

When he said this, Liu Ning gritted his teeth and naturally felt extremely angry. He passed the sword sutra to Fengchen, allowing them to get on the path of cultivation as they wished. In addition, he had been taking disciples these days, Liu Ning had no doubt that Chao Fengchen wanted to build Xiaoyilou into another sword mountain, but the only point that was not perfect was that Chao Fengchen's realm was too low.

Therefore, Chao Fengchen is in seclusion and breaking the realm?

This was just Liu Ning's idea, but he didn't think it was wrong.

But now that the mountain gate is broken, it is time for the head to take action to deal with the disaster in front of him. But now other people have appeared in the gate and do not want Chao Fengchen to come forward.

Beihai Sword Tomb was renamed Xiaoyi Tower. Some interesting things happened in this, but there were also many people who might have other ideas in their hearts. Mo Kuo was one of them. He not only wanted to, but also did it.

He bribed and killed Li Fuyao and then thought about harming him when Chao Fengchen was in seclusion.

Both have been made, and the Beihai Sword Tomb is still a Beihai Sword Tomb, and it is absolutely impossible to be a small building.

Some people want to make the world better, but obviously, some people don’t want to. They would rather live in the past and stay in the old world because such days are much more comfortable than the new world.

People always want to live in their most comfortable way.

In the midst of lightning, Liu Ning could not have imagined so much, but in a moment he drew his sword toward him. Before he walked on the road of cultivation, he was a famous swordsman in the Beihai River and Lake. Among the young disciples, only Ye Zhou could compare with him.

Although Mo Kuo also embarked on the path of cultivation, he set out at the same time. He did not believe that Mo Kuo was going faster than him.

So Liu Ning was confident to kill Mo Kuo, of course it would take faster, otherwise the man in gray would arrive here later, which would be very troublesome.

The sword light was born in front of this quiet room.

A sword energy rushed towards Mo Kuo in an instant.

Liu Ning was extremely confident in this sword and felt that even if he handed out the sword, even if he couldn't hurt Mo Kuo, he could retreat no matter how he looked at it. Then he handed out the second sword with his backhand, and he would definitely be able to take the initiative.

But in fact, after handing out the sword, Liu Ning failed to hand out the second sword.

Because he was shocked to discover something, after handing out the sword, two old men in front of Mo Kuo held the sword to greet him.

Three people and three swords are naturally not something that Liu Ning can handle alone.

Liu Ning looked at the three people and said in pain: "The three uncles are ungrateful!"

The three uncles are all people who have embarked on the great path of cultivation. With Liu Ning alone, they are absolutely unable to surpass these three.

Mo Kuo shook his head calmly and said with some pity: "There are not many kindnesses in the world. In our opinion, these are indeed not kindnesses. Beihai Sword Tomb is the foundation left by the ancestor. How can it be easily given to outsiders?"

Liu Ning shouted: "This is what the ancestor himself means."

Mo Kuo said, "Some things that the ancestors have left behind are not the ancestors."

For example, the Beihai Sword Tomb, or the sword.

Liu Ning was shocked and angry, thinking what is the difference between this and deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors?

But in the current situation, Liu Ning seemed to be unable to reverse it.

Liu Ning did not collect the sword, and if one sword fails, he would use another sword.

Since he learned that a swordsman could become a swordsman, he regarded it as his lifelong wish and gave him this opportunity. He naturally wanted to be grateful. Although he was a little selfish, he was definitely not an ungrateful villain.

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On the other side of the mountain gate, the man in gray looked at Ye Zhou and felt that such an annoying young man had such great courage. It would be a pity if he didn't kill him, so he was about to reach out to take Ye Zhou's life.

I don’t know why, but he doesn’t know what happened on the mountain road now, nor does he know that the old guy who was going up the mountain to kill people together is dead, but he believes that no one in such a sect can stop him.

This confidence comes from one's own realm and the enemies you have to face.

Just before his sleeve was about to wave, a sword energy came outside the mountain gate in front of everyone.

Bringing wind and snow to sweep here.

A sword, with the wind and snow all over the sky, has arrived in front of you.

The sword energy was fierce and the wind and snow were even stronger. This time he had no reason not to know.

The man in gray turned his head and frowned, thinking that it was not good, there were really monks on this mountain.

It looks like a swordsman in the black hair realm?

His expression was slightly stunned, but he quickly drove Fengxue to stop the sword.

The sword was exposed with its sharp edge, and its sword energy was everywhere, pushing forward little by little, piercing through the wind and snow, and I don’t know how many exclamations came.

Ye Zhou didn't know the sword, but he knew that it was not the one from the head, so he knew who it was.
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