Painting of the Nine Immortals

Three days later, Lingjianmen was stationed.

Day high is suspended in the sky, the hot sun shines on the endless peaks.

Two guard disciples in blue clothes with a small sword embroidered on their left chests stood in front of the gate of the mountain, all with pride on their faces.

Since Lingjianmen joined hands with Xuanyin Sect and destroyed the Ziyang Sect, the two forces have evenly divided Shi'ao Island into the uncrowned king on this island.

In this way, the people in the two gates naturally rose up and became taller. Even the two insignificant guardian disciples in front of him revealed a kind of arrogant pride.

It's like the dogs of ordinary people are dogs, but are emperor dogs still dogs?

Yes.

However, this dog is higher than human status!

At this moment, the two guarding disciples stood with swords on their backs and looked proudly, standing in front of the mountain gate.

Just then, a figure in white appeared in the sight of the two, and immediately made them vigilant.

I saw that person was handsome and handsome, with a temperament like immortality, and the whole body was flowing with a touch of Tao Yun. Walking slowly, the white clothes danced lightly, and the black hair rose.

It is Lingxian.

Since he finished speaking, he resigned with Zi Huashang and others, and then came to Lingjian Men. I plan to do one last thing for those people in Ziyang before leaving.

To put it bluntly, he is here today.

The purpose was to divert Li Jianyi's attention and make him think that the remnant of Ziyang Zong was no longer on Shi'ao Island. Only in this way can the two forces stop mopping up and Ling Xian can leave with peace of mind.

"stop!"

Seeing Ling Xian coming straight to the mountain gate, the two youths gave a cold drink and their hands were already on the hilt of the sword, ready to pull the sword out of the sheath.

However, Ling Xian didn't realize it, she was still taking a slow step, walking towards the two step by step.

"So daring!"

Seeing this, the two youths gave a cold drink again, and the imposing momentum came out of their bodies, and they were forced to leave Lingxian.

However, Lingxian is still so light and light, and has not changed color due to the momentum of the two, and even raised his eyelids.

As if the two people across were just two ants.

In fact, this is indeed the case. For Lingxian today, the two monks who refine the nine layers of gas are no different from the two ants.

What's more, he came here today, especially because of the words of the two.

"I don't know what's thick and tall, but I dare to ignore the words of the two of you, you're looking for death!" A young man was furious, sighing, and the three-foot green front darted out of the sheath, flashing a sense of murder.

"Huh, there is no need to talk nonsense with him, dare to be good at my Sword Gate, and kill directly!" Another young man also pulled his sword, and the dazzling sword body pointed at Ling Xian, exuding cold cold intentions.

Especially against the background of sunlight, the two long swords became more and more dazzling and sharp.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled lightly, still so calm and calm, and hurriedly walked towards the two.

"What a daredevil, I don't know how to live or die." The youth on the left smiled coldly. He has been guarding the gate for some years, and he has never seen anyone dare to ignore him.

Especially after the Spirit Sword Gate annihilated the Ziyangzong, which one of the monks who came to visit should not submit it with respect or disrespect. Even those great forces do not dare to pretend in front of the mountain gate. However, at present, Ling Xian ignored his words, how could he not be angry?

"kill!"

With a loud drink, the young man raised his right hand, and Sanchi Qingfeng swept across the air, almost reaching Ling Xian's brows.

At the same time, the youth on the right is also running mana, the long sword blooms brightly, and splits down towards Ling Xianli.

Two people, two swords, kill each other in front of each other in a mutually reinforcing trend.

"It's a tacit attack." Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth. In the face of the two's combined attack, he didn't take any measures.

Upon seeing this, a proud smile appeared on their faces, and they felt that their sword would definitely take Ling Xian's head off.

But the next moment, the pride of their faces froze.

Just because of this, Ling Xian has come to the two. After that, their bodies were fixed in place, and the two handles of Qingfeng were also fixed in midair.

Suddenly, the two men's hairs stood upright, and they were frightened.

The reason why they didn't tremble was that their bodies had been fixed by the mysterious power. Otherwise, they will definitely tremble.

"Don't be too arrogant, especially if you have no strength."

A faint word fell, Ling Xian walked past the two of them, without looking at them, they continued to walk towards the mountain gate.

Suddenly, the mysterious power disappeared and the two recovered their freedom.

But after that, they spit out blood together, looking at Ling Xian's eyes full of shock.

"Okay ... so terrible man!"

The two were cold and sweaty, their swords were shaking, their bodies were shaking, and the whole person was shaking violently.

"I ... we still chase?" The young man on the right swallowed spit hard and asked tentatively.

"Chasing a fart! Can such a horrible person chase us? He doesn't kill us, he is already raising his expensive hands." The youth on the left yelled, looking at Ling Xian's back, besides the endless remorse in his heart, Only fear remained.

Although they were free and their swords were still there, they lost the courage to catch up.

"Spirit Gate ..."

Looking at the three big characters inscribed on the mountain gate, Lingxian raised his mouth, then raised his right arm, and punched toward the mountain gate in front!

boom!

Suddenly, Shanmen was fragmented!

After that, Ling Xian stepped forward and slowly walked into Lingjian Gate.

"clang!"

Just after he stepped into the gate of the Spirit Sword, a shocking bell rang suddenly, as if the bell struck and resounded through the world!

The invisible sound wave spread out and resounded through the entire Spirit Sword Gate. Each monk stopped the movements on his hands and looked towards the gate of the mountain. There was a deep shock in his eyes.

As a spirit sword gate, naturally understand the meaning of the bell.

This bell is called a warning bell, which has been hung high above the mountain gate, and usually does not make any sound. There is only one situation that will make this bell vibrate and sound a warning.

Then someone smashed the gate with brute force.

"The warning bell is ringing! Someone dared to smash the mountain gate. Is this a provocation to my Spirit Sword Gate?"

"Who is so brave? How dare to invade my Spirit Sword Gate, and still choose such a bold way, it is really impatient!"

"Damn, I dared to break into the Spirit Sword Gate in such a humiliating way. No matter who he is, I must crush him to pieces!"

Angrily cries rang out in every corner of the Lingjian Gate, everyone was angry and rushed to the crown, killing intently, and flew towards the mountain gate.

And just as everyone was leaving, above the main peak of Lingjianmen, a louder voice than the bell sounded, shaking for nine days and ten places!

"Who dares break into my Spirit Sword Gate? Seek death!"

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I'm sorry for being late. The third one will be very late.