Immortal Soaring Blade

Soon, hundreds of people from xuantianfeng came to the foot of Wuhua mountain. The new disciples jumped down the flying sword. Most of them were only one or two meters above the ground.

After the hundreds of disciples of xuantianfeng who participated in the training were all left behind one by one, the old disciple with a dignified appearance and temperament was holding the flying sword a little higher than the ground. Then he gave a light smile, took a deep breath, and yelled with sharp eyes, "this training officially begins. The next thing is to see you play, elder martial brother You are lucky. Don't be beaten too badly. When you meet the other two peak disciples, you can do as much as you like. "

The young man had just finished with a little murderous and serious words. He raised his right arm and said, "go

Hundreds of figures control the flying sword as neatly as when they came to xuantianfeng square.

On the way back, the dignified young man asked a companion who came with him, "do you think these younger martial brothers can win those two peaks this time?"

Next to the elderly companion with a bitter smile, slightly shook his head, "I do not know, I hope they can play well, do not lose our xuantianfeng face."

With that, both of them began to sigh and looked into the distance.

When these elder martial brothers left, there was a brief silence in the woods at the foot of Wuhua peak. Originally, there was a pleasant chirp of insects and birds in the forest, which disappeared with the arrival of the people. Hundreds of disciples didn't make a sound. They just stood there, you see me, I see you. Zhao Jiuge can clearly hear the sound of his heart beating.

For a long time, Mu Zijun stood up with a straight face, "I hope you can put down your usual grudges and deal with the other two peak disciples together, and then we will go to the top of the mountain together, so that we will not be robbed of the colored flag and weaken our strength because of the single.

"I still agree with what you said in front of you, but I don't agree with the later one. We all move too much together, and we can't quickly encircle the opposite disciples. I hope the weak team up together to weaken the other's disciples in the mountain as much as possible. If the strength is high, both sides will run to the top of the mountain immediately. After all, it depends on the disciples who build the foundation to win Negative, I think, even if the other two peak disciples are gifted, they will not be able to have the cultivation of spiritual elixir. " Zhao Jiuge saw Mu Zijun standing up, quickly refuted his method, and at the same time said his mind's idea.

Everyone thought for a moment. Finally, Wang wanwan took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge and said with approval, "I think it makes sense. When there are no disciples who build the foundation, they will go to the mountain forest to look for the disciples of the other two peaks. If they have been beaten, they will fight, and if they can't, they will run away. They will try not to be robbed of their waists Then they divided them into two groups. They went straight to the top of the mountain. On the way, they met the other disciples of the two peaks. One of them didn't stay At the end of the day, Wang's voice was cold.

Mu Zijun and the next to the white ink private language after a few words, just looking at Zhao Jiuge light said, "this can. Later, you will take Leng Rufeng and Bai Qingqing together, and we will work in groups of five. We will advise you to be careful. At last, I will meet you at the top of the mountain. I don't want to see the few places where the foundation is built. In the end, I can't even get to the top of the mountain. " Although approved Zhao Jiuge put forward this method, but the words hidden needle, Yin Yang strange gas.

"It's uncertain who can't get to the top of the mountain. We'll see." Zhao Jiuge did not have a good gas disdain way. Although for the time being, because of the training, we have given up the usual internal contradictions, but it does not mean that the two sides can shake hands and make peace. Finish saying Zhao Jiuge to see without looking at Mu Zijun, came to Luo Xie body.

"After a while, you will take dozens of them, take the remote road as far as possible to guard the single disciples, and then delay to the back, and finally rush to the top of the mountain. I believe that the other two peak disciples are not stupid. They will certainly go together. When the time comes, they will rush to the top of the mountain, but it will be safer for the time being. As for the rest, make your own decisions. Without losing your own flags, try to take other people's flags as much as possible. Do you understand Zhao Jiuge whispered to Luo Xie.

Luo Xie secretly looked around a few eyes and nodded forcefully.

Seeing Luo Xie should come down, Zhao Jiuge put down his heart, looked around the 20 or 30 teenagers, and finally said, "I'll take cold as the wind and go away. You should be careful. Follow me and keep the meat. After this training, you will be sure to have a flying sword. "

Zhao Jiuge did not deliberately lower his voice. People around him heard it, causing a burst of laughter. Everyone looked at Zhao Jiuge with some complicated eyes.

But Zhao Jiuge ignored these, with the always indifferent white Qingqing and some worried cold as the wind left.

On the other side, Mu Zijun, Bai Zimo, scar, Wang wanwan and Liu Yinger are also heading for the top of the mountain in another direction. However, Liu Ying always looks back at Zhao Jiuge when she was a child.

Most of the remaining disciples are divided into two circles and walk together. Only some of the disciples who practice alone usually go back and forth and leave alone. But there are only a few of them. It must not be far away from the other two peaks that the situation is similar to here.When the crowd left, the mountain forest, which had not been much active before, was suddenly full of light. Nearly one third of the people took out magic weapons in their hands, and the rest were nothing but bare hands. After all, not everyone has magic weapons, because it has only been two years since I started.

There was a sharp contrast between the area where the light flashed and the area just gone. But the disciples who had no magic weapon in their hands were full of hope. They believed that after the training, each of their disciples of Xuantian peak could get the 200 gate tribute to exchange for a flying sword of the lowest level.

Just because of that sentence. Go with my brother. There's meat to eat.

Before long, the forest was completely quiet. There was no one in the forest. Only the yellow leaves that had been trampled on the ground were still slightly crackling.

A breeze came, rolling up the dead leaves and grass on the ground, and blowing, the branches and petals around were swaying by the wind.

As if they are also telling, this exciting three peak training has officially started!

And when these new disciples begin to act.

Wuhua peak is not far away from another peak, taking place in a different scene.

At the top of the nameless mountain, on a huge yellow sandstone stone beside the cliff. Wearing a long purple shirt, Zhang Jiaojian, with a juvenile appearance, is careless. He squints at the depth of Wuhua peak and carries his hands behind him. The wind was strong on the top of the mountain. He rolled up his long purple long shirt, but he still did not move.

On the left side, there is a sword with a cold face and no emotion. It's just that the sword in black robes all the year round. Today, it's rare to see something different. It's rare that some of the ordinary eyes show a trace of interest.

On the right side, she is graceful, with long hair and lazy hair. The sword on her shoulder is not mysterious, but she has a light smile on her face. The charming Danfeng looks into the depth of Wuhua peak and nods from time to time. He can be said to be an unknown existence in the outside world. Except when he was young, he went out for some experience and never went out again after returning to the sect. As a result, all the sects have not left his prestige. However, he is no weaker than the two elder martial brothers. Even if there has always been a lonely heart, still did not go out of the school, as a school card.

The three of them are undoubtedly the top leaders of xuantianfeng. Today's leaders, in addition to those elders who live in seclusion and practice, belong to their highest power. Among them, Jian Wuxuan is the most unsophisticated. He mingles with those disciples and gives advice from time to time. He is deeply loved by his disciples.

Today, the sword has no mind and body as the leader. Today, all of us come to watch the training in person, which shows the importance of this training. In normal times, they can observe everything with their hearts and minds, and come here without making a fuss.

Three people are looking at the depths of Wuhua peak, quietly watching, without a sound.

However, the tranquility was soon broken. There was no flash of light, no sound. Only one word suddenly sounded loud. Then four figures appeared next to the three of them.

"Ha ha, master, I haven't seen you have such leisure time for a long time. I've been in charge of these little guys' affairs in person."

As the words fell, a tall and burly middle-aged man, wearing a white Confucian shirt and a turban on his head, and a scabbard was slung behind him. His face was red, and each of them was smiling, but there was not much in his eyes.

Behind him was a middle-aged man in an ordinary black robe, slightly thin. He could not find any features on his face, without any expression. At the moment, his hands drooped slightly and stood behind them.

"Ha ha, Du Zhangzuo is right. I think it's hard to see the leader if it's not for today's training day." On the other side, an old man in beige hemp clothes and gray hair echoed with a smile, but seemed to have something to say.

Behind the old man in beige hemp, there was also an old man in gray linen. However, the old man was tall and thin, and had a distinctive Eagle nose.

Seeing the four people suddenly coming, the expressions of Jian Wuxie and Jian mindless all sank down and showed a bad expression. Both of them frowned secretly.

In particular, Jian Wuxuan's eyebrows were even more severe, and his eyes were disgusted at the man with a large body, a scarf on his head, and a scabbard on his back. He wondered why Du Junping, the palm seat of xuanqifeng, had come with him and his brother Du Jun.

Du Junping is a man with a big body on the outside, but he is just like a woman in his heart. He is careful in his mind and is jealous of evil. He is ruthless and full of bad water. He was disgusted with in my heart.

As for the beige hemp old man on the other side, Zhang Xu, the palm seat of xuanluofeng, is a little better than Du Junping, and he is always on the top of the sect. However, he has become more and more arrogant in recent years. He wants to let xuanluofeng take over xuantianfeng and think about the position of the leader. Behind him is his younger martial brother Ye Deyong. Although there is only one word between Zhangzuo and Zhangjiao, they are very different.

But they were not as calm and frowning as they were. On the contrary, it seems that they didn't see the smiling expression of the other two peak palms, just a faint smile, and the voice seemed a little ethereal on the top of the mountain. "These little guys are just like the fresh blood of a sect, which is related to the foundation of a sect, but also related to the rise and fall of the sect in the future hundred years. How can I not care? The two leaders have the same spare time to run here to see the situation."The sword did not intend to be the same as before, and her head did not return. The wind on the top of the mountain was blowing his purple clothes, which made her more impressive.

The seven people on the top of the mountain, apart from the elders who lived in seclusion, are undoubtedly the high-level of the whole Xuantian sword gate. Now they are all here for the training of the new disciples.