Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 180 Nanhuang Jianzi

On a cold winter night, the lights are brightly lit along the hundred-mile long street of Iron River Valley, where strange people and strangers gather. There are also rare and exotic animals with spiritual communication on the street, following their owners in and out of various occasions.

Zuo Lingquan, dressed in a black robe with a sword hanging from his waist, stopped by the river and looked at some boats on the river.

Jiang Yi's waist was sore and her legs were weak. Taking advantage of no one's attention, she used Zuo Lingquan as a support, leaned on her shoulder with her chest in her arms, and said a little tiredly:

"What is the Nine Sects Alliance? I thought it was too mysterious. It looks like a temple fair..."

When the two came over in the afternoon, they happily wandered around the Iron River Valley.

The Iron River Valley stretches for nearly a hundred miles. Most of the places are the footholds of major sects. No strangers are allowed to approach. There are hundreds of sects under the jurisdiction of the Nine Sects. You can imagine how dense they are. You can visit them. The place is also a long street along the river leading directly to the gate of Tiezhuo Mansion.

The monks who can come to Iron River Valley have only two purposes - to find a master or to pick apprentices.

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi are the kind of people who seek out their masters. When they came over to find out, they found out that there is another important point in spiritual practice - to come to the door and recommend yourself, most experts are not interested, and those who accept them will most likely be outsiders. If you want to truly become a good master, An expert comes to you on his own initiative and treats you like a jade in the rough.

This "good master" does not refer to a named teacher, but a responsible master.

For example, Wu Zunyi reluctantly went to Heavenly Emperor City. There were too many peers, and his talents were likely to be buried. He was led by his outer disciples and started to climb up from sweeping the floor and fetching water. If he was unlucky, he would be there for the rest of his life. It's over.

Lei Hongliang discovered his talent and took him to Cave Mansion, a private practice like Leigong Mountain. Leigong Mountain is not even as famous as Zhuoyan City, but Lei Hongliang is willing to spend all his money and money to train his apprentices. For his apprentices, It is said that the growth environment is much better than that of Heavenly Emperor City.

It's probably a "chicken head and phoenix tail" principle. If the teacher doesn't treat you as a treasure, you will be ruined if you enter the Nine Sects. You might as well stay in the small sect for further studies.

Based on this logic, the Independent Cultivators in the Iron River Valley all regard themselves as 'thousand-mile horses', wandering back and forth on the streets, doing all kinds of unpredictable behavior, hoping to be looked upon differently by the masters outside the world, and then achieve something. Fan talked about the legend of the counterattack; only the monks who really can't meet the 'Bole' will go to the places where the major sects choose people to try their hands.

Zuo Lingquan naturally felt that he was a 'thousand-mile horse', and Jiang Yi also felt that she was a little pony. The two of them had just arrived, and like other Independent Cultivators, they wandered around the streets to see if there were any experts. Their eyes lit up, and they came and knelt down. Looking for disciples.

The result was good. The two of them wandered the streets for about ten miles from dusk to night. The only people they looked at in a different light were a few attractive female nuns. Their eyes wandered over Zuo Lingquan's face, which probably meant, "I want to find a Taoist companion." No? Sister can save you ten years of hard work.'

With Jiang Yi in front of her, Zuo Lingquan naturally couldn't strike up a conversation, so she politely declined.

Jiang Yi was furious seeing this, she couldn't figure out what the other party was doing, and she didn't dare to get angry, so she could only drag her man away quickly.

Seeing that it was getting dark and still had nothing to gain, Jiang Yi's eyes were filled with lack of interest, and she frowned and said:

"Are you saying that the masters on the street are blind? You are so good, and I am not bad at talent, but no one comes to talk to you. They should give it a try. What if we agree?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the dark river surface and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I deliberately restrained my breath; I don't show any leakage, and I can't see much from the gas phase. It's normal for no one to come."

Jiang Yi felt that it was not normal at all, she looked down at the beautiful red dress on her body:

"That's not right. Am I not good-looking? Why are there only old women looking at you and no one looking at me? I saw those single, beautiful female nuns, followed by a bunch of bachelors chatting politely."

Zuo Lingquan was a little amused, and raised his hand to hook Jiang Yi's shoulder:

"When you walk in front of me, they can't see through my real identity. How dare they look at me randomly. Besides, why doesn't anyone look at you? Didn't you notice that those young female nuns look at you with envy?"

envious?

Jiang Yi blinked her almond eyes, stood up straight and separated from Zuo Lingquan, and hummed softly:

"Envy is also envy for Ben Gong's appearance, it has nothing to do with you."

"That's true." Zuo Lingquan turned and walked towards the street: "Let's go, I'm tired from shopping for a day, find a place to stay first, and continue tomorrow."

Jiang Yi needed to sleep. She was really sleepy after a busy day, but there seemed to be something wrong with her spending the night with Zuo Lingquan after going out.

Jiang Yi looked in the direction outside the Iron Valley and hesitated:

"Aren't you going home?"

"The capital is more than four hundred miles away from here, and I can't fly. How can I get back?"

Jiang Yi originally wanted to call the Crown Princess, but Shangguan Lingye must be busy now. If she takes the public ferry, she will go to Linyuan Port. It may take an hour to get back and forth, and she has to come over tomorrow. It is really troublesome to think about it.

Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, but still walked in front of Zuo Lingquan:

"The Crown Princess didn't ask me to go back. It seems I won't have to help with the work tomorrow... We will open two rooms later."

“There are so many people in the Iron River Valley that it’s not safe to live in two rooms.”

"This is the gate of Tiedong Mansion, and I am the princess of Dayan County. I can call a bunch of court tributes with a wave of my hand. Is there anything unsafe?"

Zuo Lingquan could visit in the middle of the night anyway, so he didn’t say anything more, nodded and said:

"Then the princess can arrange it. I'm just worried that the princess will be scared alone."

"You live in the same room with me, and I'm afraid."

Jiang Yi muttered a word and quickened her pace.

Monks at the higher level of the Spiritual Valley realm cannot wander around the streets for several months even if they don't sleep; there are many places to stay in the Iron River Valley. In addition to inns, there are also single-family houses with monthly rent and spiritual practices. Cave Mansion.

Although Zuo Lingquan earned a lot of fairy money, he only had more than a hundred "golden baht" in total. He only stayed for one night, so he chose an inn with a slightly more affordable price.

However, when the Iron River Valley recruits disciples, there are too many Qi Refining Realm monks coming, and most of the inns on the street are overcrowded. Even the tables in the lobby charge fairy money according to seats. It is not easy to find a room, let alone a room. There are two.

Jiang Yi took Zuo Lingquan to search on the street. After walking for two quarters of an hour, they did not find a suitable place to stay. Instead, they saw a large circle of monks surrounding the street in front of them.

Jiang Yi came to the Iron River Valley to watch the excitement. Seeing this scene, she naturally became energetic and ran forward to take a look.

But who of the monks who came to Iron River Valley wanted to watch the excitement? The crowd surrounded more than three floors, and a few monks on the outermost edge even stood on flying swords and levitated to look around. I'm afraid there were hundreds of people gathered around.

There are many True Immortals in the Youhuang and Jade realms in the Iron River Valley. No one dares to fly to the top of other people's heads, and the same goes for going up to the roof. Jiang Yi stood on tiptoes and couldn't see what was going on inside the crowd, so she could only worry.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't fly, but as a boyfriend, there were always more solutions than difficulties. He pulled Jiang Yi to the pillars of the pavilion on the street, held Jiang Yi's waist with both hands, lifted her up directly, and sat on her onto his right shoulder.

"Eh?!"

Surrounded by dense crowds, Jiang Yi didn't have the guts to do such a thing, her face turned red suddenly, and she wanted to jump off.

But in a blink of an eye, the crowd in front of her was all looking forward, and there was a pillar behind her, so no one noticed her.

Zuo Lingquan's cheek was pressed against her soft buttocks, her sight was blocked by the crowd, and she couldn't see what was going on between them. Open your mouth and ask:

"What's going on inside?"

Jiang Yi's face turned red and she was a little embarrassed. After realizing that no one was paying attention, she raised her eyes to look among the crowd, but when she saw this, her brows frowned...

——

"Fellow Daoist, I discovered this blood hibiscus first and have already negotiated with the stall owner..."

"So what? I'll give you twice the price. Two times is not enough to four times. If you want to buy more, just add more money..."

The streets were brightly lit, and hundreds of monks gathered on the street, watching the two groups of monks facing each other at the street stalls.

It is very common for quarrels to occur in the market over treasures of heaven and earth. Most of the passers-by will not pay attention because it has nothing to do with them.

But at this time, the street was surrounded by many high-level monks who were halfway up Youhuang. Even the deacons and shopkeepers of various shops on the street were standing at the windows to look at it.

The reason is that the two parties in the quarrel were wearing the waistband of Yunshui Jiantan and the waistband of Jingtai.

Jingtai Terrace and Yunshui Jiantan are the only two 'Sword Sects' within the Nine Sects, and they are very close to each other. They compete with each other for territory and treasures, and there are frequent frictions. The relationship between neighbors is definitely not good.

The blood lotus on the stall, the three disciples of Jingcai Terrace had already given the money, but the people from Yunshui Jiantan suddenly appeared, picked up the spirit grass from the stall, said that they wanted the spirit grass, let Jing Terrace go Buy elsewhere.

This move was obviously an opportunity to find trouble and overpower the rival sect.

Jingtai is also a wealthy family of the Nine Sects, how could it be surrendered to them? Under normal circumstances, they would have drawn their swords and argued on the spot.

But Jingtai's three disciples had very low cultivation and were obviously weaker than their opponents, and they didn't have the strength to draw their swords; under the watchful eyes of everyone, they handed over their hands to the sect to embarrass them, and they couldn't beat them again.

Xu Zhining, a disciple of Jingtai who stood in front, faced Yunshui Jiantan's strong words and aggressiveness, and he reasoned seriously without being arrogant or arrogant.

But the spiritual path is a place where "the strong are respected". Only those with strong fists and reasonable reasoning will be listened to. No one cares about the weak's reasoning.

She Yulong, Yao Heyu, who were behind them, had hidden anger in their eyes, but they were helpless.

The three of them were all fellow disciples of Qihuang Valley. After obtaining quotas in Great Dan, they were able to go to Jing Terrace and join the Nine Sects Alliance together with the disciples of the Shang Sect.

As the top leaders of the Great Dan Dynasty, the three talents are not bad, but among the nine sects, they are still too weak.

Among them, She Yulong, who has the best talent and the most perseverance, is only able to climb half a step to the Spiritual Valley with the support of the amazingly blessed land, and the other two are Qi Refining 11th level.

Chen Yu, the leader of the other party, is the same age as the three of them. He has reached the third level of Linggu and can hit three of them with one hand.

Xu Zhining finally got the chance to climb up. Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he took his junior brother to fight with the opponent, and was injured and delayed the selection of students by the Nine Schools. It may be delayed in this life, and he must not be overwhelmed Draw your sword.

But the three of them followed Jingtai Zong to come over, with a sign of Jingtai hanging on it. He was forced to buy and sell. If he left silently and was known by Master Jingtai, even if he was not punished, the little good impression he had accumulated after hard work would not be too much. It will be greatly reduced.

For this reason, Xu Zhining can only use words to protect his own interests:

"Chen Fellow Daoist, the rules of the bazaar, one hand is the money and the other is the goods. I have already given the money, and this spiritual herb belongs to me. If you want to buy it, you can buy it from me. How can you negotiate the price with the original seller?"

Yun Shui Jian Tan Chen Yu, we look at each other around 24 or 24 years old. His attitude is not domineering, but his words do not make any sense:

"This is not the Fairy Fairy Market, and the goods are not in your hands. Buying things is supposed to go to the one with the highest price. I will pay double the price. If he is willing to sell it, I am willing to buy it. If you don't accept it, you can just increase the price."

The stall owner was just a small Independent Cultivator, sandwiched between the nine disciples. He didn't dare to interrupt, so he just stood aside and watched.

Xu Zhining knew that if he increased the price, the other party would definitely not want it, so he deliberately let Jing Tai suffer a loss in full view of the public. But he had already finished what he could say, so he could only insist on the rules of the market and argue over and over again.

Yao and Yu were the lowest cultivators. Seeing more and more people watching, they were secretly anxious. The commander of the three of them is Lin Yang, the deacon of the inner gate of Jingtai. When faced with this unsolvable situation, he can only pick up his badge and want to notify his elders to come and deal with it.

The two disciples behind Chen Yu saw this scene and immediately said:

"What? It's unreasonable. I'm going to cry with the teacher and let the teacher decide for you? If you want to buy something but don't want to bid, you just rely on the power of the sect to buy and sell it. Is this what you guys are capable of?"

Yao Heyu froze and gritted his teeth, but couldn't resist cursing back.

She Yulong's mind is calmer than the two senior brothers, and his cultivation is also the highest. Faced with this unsolvable situation, he thought about it and explained it simply:

"We are the disciples of Zongqi Huanggu under Jingtai Terrace, and our cultivation level is indeed not as good as that of the Fellow Daoists from Yunshui Jiantan; but if Chen Fellow Daoist relies on the power of the sect to argue for reason, I will not give in, and I will accompany you if you want to fight .”

This sentence is equivalent to taking out Jingtai, so as not to embarrass the upper sect; by the way, it also reminds Chen Yu that the upper sect suppresses the opponent's lower sect, and if he wins, he will not gain face.

When the onlookers heard this, they understood why the three startled terrace disciples were so poor.

Chen Yu also frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at his fellow apprentice brothers:

"Surprised that there is such a low sect as Qihuang Valley?"

The Independent Cultivators who were watching came from the south and said:

"It seems to be the new sect opened by Jingtai this year. In the valley of Nanhuang, I heard that the suzerain is the second level of Linggu. These three are probably the places that Jingtai took care of."

"No wonder……"

Chen Yu showed a sudden look.

The Nine Sects League was originally a place where sects secretly fought for each other. Provoking disciples of other sects to fight with each other was something the teacher tacitly agreed to. If they won the fight, they would be praised by the teacher.

But provoking a weak chicken sect whose strength doesn't match, obviously can't make the sect look good.

After Chen Yu glanced at the three of them, it was useless to continue entanglement, but taught like an elder:

"I'm from Cloud Mountain, and I'm also a disciple of the next sect, but it's more orthodox than a sect like Qihuanggu that came out of nowhere. I'll let you guys do it once today. However, I still have to remind you that I don't have that ability. , don’t hang around outside with a sign saying “Scared Terrace, you’ll be courteous to the small sect if you meet a reasonable person like me; if you meet those violent people from the Tiezhu Mansion, the beatings will be for nothing.”

Xu Zhining gritted his teeth secretly, but it is a fact that the sect is not as good as the other party, as long as the shock is not embarrassing and the matter can pass, the three of them can only hold back their anger.

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he really lost his interest in provocation. He threw the 'Blood Lotus' in his hand to the ground, turned around and left.

Xu Zhining originally reached out to pick it up, but when he saw this scene, his movements froze slightly, and the veins on his forehead instantly popped up.

The eyes of She Yulong and Yao Heyu also turned cold.

Chen Yu had already turned around, and realized that there was a murderous look behind him, he turned his head again, his eyes were surprised:

"You still have a big temper. I've given it up to you. What else do you want?"

Xu Zhining is a big brother respected by everyone in Qihuang Valley. He has a refined and friendly personality, but that doesn't mean he has no temper; he looked at Chen Yu coldly and didn't speak.

Seeing this scene, many monks onlookers retreated in a large circle, leaving room for both sides.

Several Independent Cultivators saw that the momentum was wrong, and said:

"Forget it, it's not easy to practice. It's not easy for a small door to come here. There's no need to provoke right and wrong in one go."

Yao Heyu's personality was relatively dry, and when he saw that the senior brother was about to strike, he touched the hilt of his sword.

She Yulong was relatively calm at this time, took a light breath, pressed the hand of the elder brother, and bent down to pick up the spiritual grass on the ground.

In practice, people who know how to forbear are far more terrifying than those who use their emotions.

Chen Yu also seemed to feel the difference between She Yulong and the other two, he stepped on Xue Furong directly, and stared at She Yulong's face:

"I'm asking you what else you want, not asking you to pick things up."

The onlookers frowned when they saw this move, but the Nine Sects were too powerful to allow them to be peacemakers.

Xu Zhining's face turned red. Seeing his junior brother being humiliated, he immediately drew his sword.

But to everyone's surprise, She Yulong slightly raised his hand to signal his brother not to be impulsive, and said in a very calm tone:

"I offended you, please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he continued to bend down to pick up the trampled spirit grass.

This kind of forbearance far exceeded the tolerance of ordinary people, and the elders watching were shocked.

Chen Jian also frowned secretly, just now he just wanted to find someone to fight with, but now he feels that this son cannot be kept, at least he must be beaten into a cripple, otherwise there will be big troubles in the future.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu said angrily:

"I'm asking you something, not asking you to pick things up."

As he spoke, he wanted to kick She Yulong's heart.

But Chen Yu hadn't lifted his foot when he found a black scabbard blocking She Yulong who was picking things up.

She Yulong turned his head to look, and there was someone beside him at some point, dressed in a black robe, with a face as cold as frost, and the badge of Qihuanggu hanging on his waist.

"Junior Brother Zuo?"

Xu Zhining was about to draw his sword, when he saw someone intervening, he thought it was the teacher who surprised the terrace, but when he looked around, he found that it was the son-in-law of the Great Dan who hadn't seen him for half a year.

She Yulong was quite familiar with Zuo Lingquan, and also had a little understanding of Zuo Lingquan's strength. She stood up, didn't speak, and retreated to the rear.

Chen Yu stopped his movements, frowned and looked at the young man who suddenly walked out of the crowd - he looked at most eighteen or nineteen, much younger than the other three; he was wearing the badge of an unknown pheasant sect, which didn't look like a tough man. Stubble, but the eyes are very sharp.

It was as sharp as two swords.

Under the gaze of Chen Yu, he stood up straight and said coldly:

"You were with them?"

Zuo Lingquan stood in front of Chen Yu holding a long sword, and said flatly:

"Pick up things."

As soon as Zuo Lingquan appeared, the monks on the street became quiet, because they sensed that the new young man in black was imposing.

Chen Yu also felt it, but in Iron River Valley, no matter how big the background was, it was nothing more than Jiuzong. Behind him was Yunshuijiantan, and no matter how strong the opponent was, he had no reason to be cowardly. He raised his hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist:

"What did you say?"

Choking——

A cold light flashed on the long street, accompanied by a shrill sword cry.

The few Youhuang cultivators who were on the sidelines sensed that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop them.

Chen Jue's hair stood on end, he didn't see clearly how the opponent made his hand, and wanted to draw his sword, but found that the sword he had practiced for decades could not be drawn out of its sheath.

Looking sideways, he realized that blood was gushing from his right shoulder, and his entire arm had flown out, landing on the Qingshi Long Street.

"ah--"

"How dare you..."

The sound of exclamation and gasping suddenly spread around.

The disciples of Yunshuijiantan didn't expect the other party's attack to be so fast, Qiqi retreated two steps and stood there in a daze.

Chen Yu cried out in pain, clutching his right shoulder with a distorted expression, and said angrily:

"you……"

"I told you to pick it up."

Zuo Lingquan held the long sword and pointed it at the ground obliquely. Blood beads rolled on the edge of the sword, and there was no concealment of killing intent in his eyes.

Just as Chen Yu was about to say the words, he was frightened back by this look, the veins on his forehead popped out, he just looked at each other for a moment, and he was the first to give in, using his left hand to pick up the spirit grass on the ground.

crack——

But as soon as the hand was stretched out, the sword edge slashed again, and a bloody arm fell to the ground again.

Not only Chen Yu and the onlookers, but even Xu Zhining and the others were astonished by this move, and quickly stepped forward to grab Zuo Lingquan.

"ah--"

There was only a scream on the street, and Chen Yu lost his balance and fell to the ground, staring at Zuo Lingquan with anger in horror, his face was distorted, and he could hardly see his original appearance.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to signal the three brothers to back away, and pointed his sword at Chen Yu:

"Did I ask you to pick it up with your hands? I'll give you one last chance."

Chen Yu's shoulders were bleeding profusely, and he sat on the ground and glared at Zuo Lingquan. Several companions were furious while holding the hilt of their swords, but they dared not speak out.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan being so aggressive, the onlookers obviously felt that he had gone too far, but they were not qualified to be peacemakers when disciples of the Nine Schools fought.

Chen Yu lost his arms, and he could only bite the spirit grass with his mouth to pick up the spirit grass on the ground. How could he bear such shame and humiliation, and roared angrily:

"If you have the guts today, kill me!"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand with a sword, and slashed at Chen Yu's neck without dragging his feet.

"stop!"

"Wait a minute..."

The crowd of onlookers fry the pan directly.

If an arm is cut off, it can be brought back, but if the head is cut off, it is impossible for a god to save it.

It is common for disciples to fight in Iron River Valley, but killing people is beyond the bounds. Several Youhuang monks quickly raised their hands to stop them. Even in the inn far away on the street, several streamers of light floated out, locking Zuo Lingquan's sword.

Zuo Lingquan slammed his sword sharply, unable to advance an inch, raised his hand and slapped Chen Yu's face again.

Chen Yu was relying on anger to maintain his momentum, and felt that the other party would not dare to kill him, so he yelled out such a sentence;

"stop!"

Zuo Lingquan's palm was locked by an expert somewhere, but his eyes were still fixed on Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was scared out of his wits after having a life-or-death encounter. He hurriedly lay down on the ground and bit the crushed spiritual grass in his mouth. Then he stood up and looked at Zuo Lingquan, but he did not dare to show a provocative look.

Only then did the killing intent in Zuo Lingquan's eyes subside, he stood up straight, took the spirit grass, and threw it to Xu Zhining and the others behind him.

Xu Zhining and the others did not leave, but waited in place.

Chen Yu forced himself to stand up, and didn't intend to leave. He let his shoulders bleed and stared at the broken arm on the ground.

The street fell into dead silence. The onlookers were secretly frightened as they looked at Zuo Lingquan standing with a sword. After all, this was the occasion of the nine sects' alliance. It was the first time that a disciple of the lower sect dared to be so arrogant.

However, this strength does have horizontal capital.

Soon, someone came with a sword from far away on the street, and landed among the crowd.

When Chen Yu saw the person coming, he couldn't hold back anymore, and roared in grief and indignation:

"Uncle, you have to decide for me! This son is the first to cut off my arms..."

There were two people who came, one was Jingtai Terrace's team leader Lin Yang, and the other was Yunshui Jiantan's deacon Li Baoyi.

Lin Yang heard that the three kids in Qihuang Valley were fighting with others, and felt that they would lose. When he rushed over, he was still thinking about how to protect the face of the sect.

Yu Jian saw a man with his arms cut off from a distance. Lin Yang was filled with shock and anger. He thought Yun Shui Jiantan had such a cruel hand, so he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he flew to Chen Yu and helped Chen Yu. , said angrily:

"You are so brave...eh?"

Looking at Chen Yu's face, Lin Yang obviously didn't remember which of the disciples he was.

When Chen Yu turned his head and saw a strange face, he was also stunned for a moment, a little confused.

Seeing the teacher approaching, Xu Zhining secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said:

"Uncle Lin!"

Lin Yang looked down at the sign, only to realize that he had helped the wrong person, so he let go of his hand hastily.

Li Baoyi took a step back, and found that the one who was cut off was his disciple, his eyes were full of astonishment, he supported Chen Yu and said angrily:

"You are so courageous, how can you play such a heavy hand in the sparring? Lin Yang, this is the disciple you brought?"

Although Lin Yang couldn't figure out the situation, but if he won the battle, he had nothing to say. He stood with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice:

"A sword has no eyes. If you dare to draw a sword, you must understand the consequences. It didn't hurt your life. You have already saved face for Yunshui Jiantan."

With the support of his teacher, Chen Yu didn't have to worry about being beaten to death. He regained his momentum, endured the severe pain of his broken arm, and gestured to the sword hilt at his waist:

"Uncle, I didn't draw my sword, it was he who hurt someone for no reason!"

?

Lin Yang froze for a moment, glanced at Chen Yu's sword hilt, and felt that something was wrong. Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan quickly said:

"You can't draw the sword, it's not that you didn't draw the sword."

Xu Zhining hurriedly leaned into Lin Yang's ear, and told about Chen Yu's aggressiveness and Zuo Lingquan's identity just now.

Lin Yang listened to the approximate passage, glanced at Zuo Lingquan in surprise, and said:

"You dare to provoke me to surprise the terrace even if you can't pull out the sword, and you still don't admit it when you lose. Is that how big you are in Yunshui Jiantan?"

Li Baoyi also heard what happened from his disciples, and his eyes were full of disbelief. After all, Chen Yulinggu, the third level, was already the leader among his disciples. He had two arms removed without even drawing his sword, and he was facing Qing Kui who was shocked on the terrace?

Li Baoyi glanced at Zuo Lingquan, his eyes finally locked on Zuo Lingquan's saber, and his eyes suddenly focused:

"Mo Yuan? Are you Jian Wuyi?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks onlookers were stunned for a moment.

Lin Yang also turned his head unexpectedly, looking at Zuo Lingquan's saber.

Zuo Lingquan sensed something was wrong, and it was too late to wrap the saber, so he could only say in a deep voice:

"So what?"

Seeing Zuo Lingquan confess, there was an uproar in the street:

"No wonder, I just said that such a powerful swordsman appeared out of nowhere..."

"Who is Jian Wuwu?"

"You haven't heard of this? Nanhuang Jianzi Jian Wuyi, the first person among the three heroes of the Central Continent, single-handedly destroyed Azure Cloud City, threw the heads of the red-haired old fairy and his son at the banquet, and made his move The name is fierce..."

"Then I'm keeping my hand today..."

Li Baoyi confirmed that the other party was 'Jian Wuwu', his face turned cold, and he glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"The Zhang family is my disciple who came out of Yunshui Jiantan. If you remove the Zhang family from Azure Cloud City, you still have the guts to come here and hurt my sect disciple?"

Lin Yang found out that 'Jian Wuyi' had something to do with his family. For such a shameless thing, it was natural that he would stand up to Zuo Lingquan. Opened the mouth and said:

"Zhang Jiaming gave the sword to his face, killed people and took the sword behind his back, and did such a scandal. How dare you say that he was a disciple taught by you, Yunshui Jiantan? Is it possible that you, a disciple taught by Yunshui Jiantan, did such dirty things? "

Li Baoyi said coldly: "If a disciple makes a mistake, it is up to the elders of the sect to decide whether to kill him or not. If he kills someone who kills me, Yunshui Jiantan, I, Yunshui Jiantan, will have to ask for an explanation."

Lin Yang simply moved out of the way and raised his hand to signal:

"A swordsman speaks with his sword. If Fellow Daoist Li wants to ask for an explanation, just draw his sword."

Zuo Lingquan had already formed a relationship with Yunshui Jiantan and had no intention of being cowardly. He raised his long sword horizontally to signal.

This action is meant to let the opponent take the lead in a duel between swordsmen and warriors, and is a pure provocation.

However, Li Baoyi was the leader of the team. He put down his seniority and challenged the juniors to a duel. It would not look good if he won, and he would be embarrassed if he lost. How could he accept the challenge?

Seeing that there were many monks watching and talking incessantly, Li Baoyi knew that there was no point in arguing with each other, so he said:

"If you have the guts, I'll see you at the Sword Worship Platform at noon tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Lingquan did not wait for the challenge, and walked away with Chen Yu and others...

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I'll take a day off tonight and update tomorrow night, otherwise I won't be able to keep up with the progress no matter how I write, and I'll have to get up to code and still won't be able to catch up with the update time.

(end of this chapter)