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The little sword master woke up, and his sword spirit immediately told him what happened before.

"Your elder brother is really interested in you. He gave you a holy fruit brought from the ancient forbidden land."

"Oh, is it so?"

The little sword master's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You have to practice hard, otherwise you will really embarrass your elder brother."

Sword Spirit said.

The powerful aura next to him also subsided, as if the sun was setting and the moon was rising.

Xiang Beiri also woke up from his epiphany. He glanced at the holy fruit in the hands of the little sword master. The little sword master subconsciously stood away, worried that the other party would be greedy.

"Well, if you have a chance in the future, you can recommend me to Beidi to see if I am qualified to follow him."

Xiang Beiri said seriously.

He was already impressed by Beidi's style, and this was a holy fruit, so he was given it like this, which made him extremely envious.

The little sword master was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he wanted to compete with him for his favor. So many people wanted to be his elder brother's followers, but now the superior saint son of the Eastern Wilderness actually came to snatch him away.

"Farewell, I would also like to introduce you to someone."

The Japanese language to the north turned into a golden sun and disappeared.

The little sword master also stepped on the sword light and returned to the sword house in the southern region.

Although there is no immortal power in the Southern Territory, it is still very prosperous.

Here is the Immortal Tomb, one of the restricted areas of life.

In addition, it is the birthplace of two major weapons.

The Divine Sword of the World is the sword house of Yilu.

The sword mountain that dominates the world returns to the same mountain.

The two major forces have been fighting each other for tens of thousands of years, with a long history, and each has its own victory or defeat.

The little sword master returned to the house and refined the Sansheng Sword Heart Fruit. His combat power suddenly increased by leaps and bounds, and his sword intent comprehension increased.

Time passes unconsciously.

"I heard that the little sword master from your sword house is back. Do you dare to fight me, Duan Hai, today?"

On this day, a shocking voice filled the air with a sense of domineering dominance.

"He is the descendant of Daoshan! Duan Hai, the most outstanding swordsman among the younger generation!"

"He actually came to ask for a fight!"

Many of the most magnificent swordsmen in the Sword House stepped out one after another and looked at a young man standing in the distance, holding an ancient sword in both hands.

This boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he exuded a domineering air that made people dare not look at him.

There was a lot of chatter among the crowd, and several boys and girls aged sixteen or seventeen even watched the show.

They are the fellow disciples of the Little Sword Master, and strong contenders for the peerless sword in the past.

The peerless sword was taken away by the little sword master, and they were naturally dissatisfied in every possible way.

"My sword house is in a terrible state now. Duan Hai heard that he had completely refined the legendary sword of their sword mountain half a year ago, and it has reached the supreme state of unity between sword and man."

"Well, although the little sword master is said to have been recognized by the peerless swordsman, everyone knows that he is just lucky. They don't know why the peerless swordsman chose him. He is really blind."

"It doesn't matter who gets the peerless sword. It's just a pity that the reputation of my Sword House will be trampled under the feet of the Mountain of Swords."

Several senior brothers and sisters secretly rejoiced, they wished Duan Hai would beat the shit out of the little sword master or even kill him.

"Duan Hai, you are really a bullshit, stalking me."

The little sword master stepped on the sword light and flew out. He frowned when he looked at the person in front of him.

Ever since he was born, he has been indoctrinated with the word Duan Hai, which makes his ears quiver when he hears it. He knows that this person is his lifelong enemy, just like the Holy Body and the Overlord Body.

But his little sword master has been hiding, wandering around outside without giving the other party a chance to challenge him.

Because Duan Hai is so terrifying, more terrifying than any previous Little Sword God.

"Junior brother, if you lose, don't fight hard! Keep the green hills and don't worry about having no firewood!!"

The senior brothers and sisters deliberately provoked the generals.

"Hmph, let me see how you hide from me today! The fateful battle between you and me should have ended five years ago! It's not too late now!"

When Duan Hai heard this, he pulled out the ancient sword in his hand without saying a word, and suddenly a killing intent shot up into the sky.

Holy soldier! Ancient gold sword!

According to legend, it was made from the bones of the Great Emperor! Domineering killing!

He held the knife in both hands and slashed away violently, and instantly a hundred-foot-long sword light swept out.

The faces of the younger generation and even the older generation of swordsmen in Jianlu changed drastically. This man was actually so powerful!

Daoshan is afraid that it will rise completely!

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Defeat me!"

If the little sword master had been in the past, he would have been frightened, but now he is not afraid at all!

He even imitated Lin Teng's appearance, with his hands behind his back, silent, and his black hair dancing wildly.

Then with a flick of his finger, a sword light flew out, and actually chopped the sword light into pieces!

"What?"

Duan Hai's expression changed drastically. He never expected that this little sword master with an embroidered pillow and a bag of straw could be so terrifying?

The people in Jianlu were also stunned, and each of them looked at the little sword master in disbelief.

At this moment, the other party stood proudly with an indifferent expression, which really looked a bit like Lin Teng's attitude when he was showing off.

"The posture of the sword master!"

"The little sword master is actually so powerful?"

Everyone was stunned.

Especially the few senior brothers and sisters who were not convinced were already sluggish.

They were waiting for the little sword master to be defeated by Duan Hai, or even die, so that they would have a chance to regain the peerless sword.

"How did my junior brother become so strong?"

One of them said in disbelief.

The young sword master glanced at the senior brothers and sisters in the crowd who were looking at him and making sarcastic remarks, but at this moment, he seemed to be half petrified and stagnant in place.

He was so happy in his heart. These guys often gave him a cold shoulder.

But he showed a helpless expression on his face.

"I wanted to keep a low profile with everyone, but I didn't expect you to be so aggressive. In this case, I'll show my hand and stop pretending."

He flicked his finger again.

Duan Hai's face changed drastically, and he raised the holy weapon and chopped several times.

But it was useless and was directly shattered. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been beheaded.

This kid is terrifying!

Back off!

Duan Hai was timid and fled immediately, not wanting to fight again.

The silence in the Sword House was followed by cheers, and the old generation of strong men also showed a look of relief.

The little sword saint was very secretive, and this kind of mentality was even more rare in a teenager.

"The peerless sword chose him for a reason!"

The little sword saint returned in the respectful eyes of everyone. He was like a great hero. Until this moment, everyone in the Sword House took his status seriously.

"All this was brought to me by my elder brother Lin Teng! Without my elder brother, I wouldn't be who I am today!"

The little swordsman was grateful.

...

"What? Duan Hai lost? And he lost miserably?"

The sword mountain was boiling, and everyone couldn't believe it. How could the little swordsman of Jianlu be so strong? Wasn't he just a lucky guy with an embroidered pillow?

"Playing the pig to eat the tiger! I didn't expect this kid to be so cunning! We were all fooled by him!!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and spoke.

Duan Hai was silent, and his sword was no longer moving forward, invincible.

This defeat caused a crack in his originally flawless sword intent.

He shook his head and sheathed the ancient gold sword.

"Why, are you willing to admit defeat?"