Too Reckless

On a bleak winter night, the Baili Long Street in the Iron River Valley was brightly lit, and strange people gathered in it.

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. While no one was paying attention, she used Zuo Lingquan as a support, hugged her chest and leaned on her shoulders, and said a little tiredly:

"What the Nine Sects Union, I thought it was very mysterious, it looked like a temple fair..."

The two came over in the afternoon and wandered in the Iron River Valley with great interest.

The Tiehe Valley stretches for nearly a hundred miles, and most of the places are the bases of major sects, and strangers are not allowed to approach; there are hundreds of sects that can be on the stage in the nine sects, and the density can be imagined. The place is also a long street along the river that leads directly to the gate of Iron Arrow Mansion.

The monks who can come to the Iron River Valley have only two purposes - to find a master or to choose an apprentice.

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi belong to the kind of looking for a master. When you come to ask, there is still a poor point of practice in the practice. They recommend themselves when they come to the door. Most of the experts are not uncommon, and they are most likely to be outsiders. , you have to take the initiative to come to you, and treat you as a pure jade.

This "good master" does not refer to famous teachers, but to responsible masters.

An example is Wu Zunyi, who reluctantly went to Tiandi City. There are too many peers, and his talents are likely to be buried. .

However, when Lei Hongliang discovered his talent, he took him to a private practice cave like Leigongshan. The reputation of Leigongshan was not even comparable to that of Burning Mist City, but Lei Hongliang was willing to give it all to him and spend all his money on his apprentices. For apprentices , the growth environment is much better than Tiandi City.

It's probably a "chicken head and phoenix tail" principle. If the teacher doesn't treat you as a treasure, entering the nine sects is also a sweeping life. It is better to stay in the small sect for further study.

Due to this logic, the loose cultivators in the Iron River Valley all regard themselves as 'thousands of horses'. Fan talked about the legend of counterattack; only the monks who really can't meet 'Bole' will go to the places where the major sects choose people to try.

Zuo Lingquan naturally felt that he was a 'thousand-mile horse', and Jiang Yi also felt that he was a foal. The two of them had just arrived, and they were walking around the street just like other loose cultivators, to see if there were any masters who stood out and came to kneel. Seeking apprentices.

The result was good, the two of them walked from dusk to night, wandering the streets for about ten miles. The only ones who looked at them differently were a few female cultivators who still had charm, and their eyes wandered on Zuo Lingquan's face, which meant "I want to find a way." mate? Sister can save you ten years of struggle.'

With Jiang Yi in front of him, Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't want to approach him, so he politely declined.

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

Seeing that it was getting dark and still nothing, Jiang Yi frowned and said:

"Are you saying that the masters on the street are blind? You are so powerful, and I am not bad at all. Why don't any of them come to talk to each other. They should give it a try. What if we agree?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the surface of the Mohei River and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I deliberately restrained my breath; I don't look like a mountain or water, 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 beautiful single nuns, followed by a bunch of bachelors greetings."

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny, raised his hand and hooked Jiang Yi's shoulder:

"You walk in front of me, they can't see through my details, how dare they look at me. Besides, why is no one looking at you? You didn't notice those young female nuns who looked at you with envy?"

envious?

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

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

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

Jiang Yi needs to sleep, and is indeed a little sleepy after a busy day, but it seems a little wrong to go out and spend the night with Zuo Lingquan.

Jiang Yi looked at the direction outside the Iron River Valley and hesitated:

"Aren't you going home?"

"The capital is more than 400 miles away from here, and I can't fly, how can I get back?"

Jiang Yi wanted to call the imperial concubine, but Shangguan Lingye must be busy now. If you take the public ferry, you will go to Linyuan Port. I am afraid it will take a long time to go back and forth. I have to come back tomorrow. It is really troublesome to think about.

Jiang Yi hesitated, but walked in front of Zuo Lingquan:

"The Empress Dowager didn't ask me to go back. It seems that I don't need to help with my work tomorrow... We'll open two rooms later."

"Iron River Valley is full of tall people, so it's not safe to live in two rooms."

"This is the gate of the Iron Arrow Mansion, and I am the master of Dayan County. I can call a bunch of imperial court to worship me by beckoning. What's wrong?"

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

"Then the princess can arrange it. I'm just worried that the princess is afraid of being alone."

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

Jiang Yi muttered, and quickened her pace.

The monks from the spiritual valley level, even if they don’t sleep, can’t walk around the streets for a few months; there are not many places to stay in the Iron River Valley. Apart from the inns, there are also single-family houses with monthly rent and spiritual practice. Cave House.

Although Zuo Lingquan earned a lot of fairy money, he only added up to more than 100 'golden baht'. He only stayed for one night and chose an inn with a slightly more affordable price.

However, Tiehe Valley is recruiting disciples, and there are too many qi-refining cultivators. Most of the inns on the street are overcrowded. Even the tables in the lobby are charged by the seat of the gods. 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, he could not find a suitable place to stay. Instead, he saw a large circle of monks on the street ahead.

Jiang Yi came to Tiehe Valley to watch the excitement, and when she saw this scene, she naturally came to her spirits and ran to her to look at it.

But who are the monks who come to the Iron River Valley who don't want to watch the fun? The crowd surrounded more than three floors, and the cultivators in the outermost even stepped on the flying sword and looked up. I am afraid that there were hundreds of people gathered.

There are many true immortals in the secluded and jade-level realms in the Iron River Valley, and no one dares to fly over other people's heads, and the same is true for the roof. Jiang Yi stood on tiptoe and couldn't see the situation inside the crowd, so she could only be anxious.

Zuo Lingquan can't fly either, but as a boyfriend, the solution is better than the difficulty. He pulled Jiang Yi to the column of the pavilion on the street, supported Jiang Yi's waist with both hands, directly lifted her up, and sat down. on his right shoulder.

"Eh?!"

There was a dense crowd around. Jiang Yi was so embarrassed to do such a thing, her face flushed red and she wanted to jump down.

But in the blink of an eye, the crowd in front were all looking forward, and there were pillars behind, but no one noticed her.

Zuo Lingquan's cheeks were pressed against his soft buttocks, and he was blocked from view by the crowd, and he couldn't see the situation among the crowd. He asked:

"What's going on inside?"

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

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

"So what? I'll pay twice the price, twice is not four times, you can buy more if you want..."

The street was brightly lit, and hundreds of monks gathered around the street, watching the two groups of monks at the street stalls face each other.

It is very common to have quarrels over Tiancai and Dibao in the market. The passers-by have nothing to do with them, and most of them will not pay attention.

But on the street at this time, there were quite a few high-level monks who were half a step up, and even the deacons and shopkeepers of various shops on the street were also standing at the window and looking at it.

The reason is because the two sides of the quarrel are wearing Yunshui Jiantan's waist badge and Jing Terrace's waist badge on the other.

Jing Terrace and Yunshui Jiantan are the only two 'sword sects' within the nine sects. They are close to each other, and they compete with each other for territory and treasures. There are often frictions, and the neighborhood relationship is definitely not good.

For the blood hibiscus on the stall, the three disciples in Jingtai had already given the money, but the people from Yunshui Jiantan suddenly appeared and picked up the spirit grass from the stall, saying that they wanted the spirit grass, and asked Jingtai to go. Buy elsewhere.

This move is obviously to take the opportunity to find fault and suppress the opponent's sect.

Jing Terrace is also a wealthy family of nine sects, how could it be handed over? In a normal situation, the theory was drawn on the spot.

But the three disciples in Jingtai's cultivation base were very low, obviously weaker than their opponents, and did not have the strength to draw swords;

Xu Zhining, a disciple of Jingtai, who was standing in front, faced Yunshui Jiantan's rhetoric and aggressiveness, and reasoned earnestly without being humble or arrogant.

But the way of practice is where 'the strong are respected'. Only if the fist is strong will be worthy of reasoning, and then people will listen to it. The reason of the weak, no one cares.

She Yulong and Yao Heyu in the back had hidden anger in their eyes, but they were helpless.

The three of them are senior brothers from Xihuang Valley. After Dadan got the quota, they were able to go to Jing Terrace and join the Nine Sects Alliance with the disciples of the previous sect.

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

Among them, She Yulong, the most talented and most persevering, was only able to climb to the half-step Linggu with the support of Jingtai Blessed Land, while the other two were at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

And Chen Yu, headed by the other party, was the same age as the three of them. He had already reached the third level of Linggu, and he could hit all three of them with one hand.

Xu Zhining finally got the opportunity to climb up. Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he brought his junior brother to go shopping with the opponent. He was injured and delayed the selection of students from the nine sects. This life may be delayed, and he must not be overwhelmed. draw sword.

But the three of them followed Jingtai Shangzong over with the sign of Jingtai, and they would buy and sell by force. If he left silently, he would be known by the Jingtai teacher. will be greatly discounted.

To this end, Xu Zhining can only try his best to protect his own interests with words:

"Chen Daoyou, the market rules, first-hand money and first-hand goods, I have already given the money, this spirit grass has already belonged to me, you can buy it from me if you want to buy it, there is no reason to ask the original seller to negotiate the price?"

Yunshui Jiantan Chen Yu, looks like twenty-four or five, his attitude is not domineering, but his words are not half reasonable:

"This is not the Fairy's Market, and the goods are not in your hands. The person who buys things should have the highest price. I will pay double the price. If he is willing to sell it, I am willing to buy it. You can increase the price if you are not satisfied."

The stall owner is just a small casual cultivator, sandwiched between the disciples of the nine sects, where he dares to interject, he just stands on the sidelines.

Xu Zhining knew that he had increased the price, the other party would definitely not want it, and deliberately let Jing Terrace suffer in full view. But what he can say has been said, and he can only insist on the rules of the market and argue over and over again.

Yao and Yu had the lowest cultivation base, and when they saw more and more people watching, they were secretly anxious. The teacher of the three was Lin Yang, the deacon of the inner door of the Jingtai. When he encountered such a situation that could not be solved, he could only pick up the waist card and wanted to notify the elders to come and deal with it.

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

"What? It's not reasonable, but 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 rely on the power of the sect to buy and sell. You are shocked by the terrace?"

Yao Heyu's movements froze, and he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't reply and cursed.

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

"We are disciples of Zongqihuang Valley under the Jingtai Terrace, and our cultivation is indeed inferior to several fellow Daoists of Yunshui Jiantan; but if Fellow Daoist Chen relies on the power of the sect, I won't give in, and I will accompany you if you want to fight."

This sentence is equivalent to taking out the terrifying terrace, so as not to be embarrassed by the upper sect; by the way, it also reminded Chen Yu that the upper sect overwhelms the next sect, and if he wins, he will not be able to gain face.

The onlookers heard this and understood why the three Jingtai disciples were so bad.

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

"Is there such a sect as Xihuang Valley on Jing Terrace?"

The scattered cultivators who were watching, some came from the south, and said:

"It seems to be the next sect that Jingtai opened this year. In the mountain valley of the Southern Wilderness, I heard that the sect master is the second grade of Linggu. These three are estimated to be the places that Jingtai took care of."

"No wonder……"

Chen Yu showed a look of surprise.

The Nine Sects Alliance was originally an occasion for sects to secretly compete, and provoking other sect disciples to fight with each other was something that the teacher acquiesced in. If you win, you will be praised by the teacher.

But to provoke weak chicken sects that do not match their strength, obviously they can't give sects a long face.

After Chen Yu glanced at the three of them, there was no need to continue entanglement, but taught like an elder:

"I'm from Liuyun Mountain, and I'm also a child of the next sect, but I'm really more orthodox than the sect that came out of nowhere like Qihuang Valley. I'll let you all today. However, I still have to remind you that I don't have that ability. , don’t hang around with the sign that scares the balcony outside, and if you meet a reasonable person like me, you will court the small sect;

Xu Zhining gritted his teeth secretly, but it was a fact that the sect was inferior to the other party. As long as Jing Terrace didn't lose face and the matter could pass, the three of them could only endure their anger.

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

Xu Zhining originally stretched out his hand to pick it up, but when he saw this scene, his movements became slightly stiff, and his forehead instantly burst into blue veins.

She Yulong and Yao Heyu's eyes also turned cold.

Chen Yu had already turned around and found murderous intent behind him, he turned his head again, his eyes were surprised:

"It's quite temperamental, it has been given to you, what do you want?"

Xu Zhining was a big brother admired by everyone in Xihuang Valley. He was elegant and gentle, but it didn't mean he had no temper; he looked at Chen Yu coldly and didn't speak.

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

A few loose cultivators saw that the momentum was not right, and said:

"Forget it, it's not easy to practice, it's not easy for a small portal to get here, there's no need to provoke right and wrong in one breath."

Yao Heyu had a dry personality, and when he saw that the senior brother was about to start, he touched the hilt of the sword.

She Yulong was relatively calm at this time, took a light breath, held down the hand of his senior brother, and leaned over to pick up the spiritual grass on the ground.

With She Yulong's cold-blooded and forbearing character, the price for this servile concession this time is probably to destroy Yunfu Mountain in the future.

Chen Yu also seemed to sense the difference between She Yulong and the other two. He raised his foot and stepped on the blood hibiscus, staring at She Yulong's face:

"I asked you what else you wanted, not to let you pick up things."

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 flushed, seeing his junior brother suffer this humiliation, he immediately drew his sword.

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

"It was me who offended you, please forgive me."

After speaking, under the watchful eyes of the public, he continued to lean over to pick up the trampled spirit grass.

This is far beyond the tolerance of ordinary people, and the elders who watch onlookers are shocked.

Chen Yu also frowned secretly, just now he just wanted to find someone to fight, but now he feels that this son cannot be kept, at least he must be beaten up, otherwise there will be big trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu said angrily:

"I asked you something, not for you to pick up something."

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

But before Chen Yu lifted his foot, he found an ink-black scabbard, blocking She Yulong who was picking up things.

She Yulong tilted his head and saw that there was someone next to him at some point, dressed in black robes, his face was as cold as frost, and the waist card of Xihuanggu was 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 was shocked by the terrace, but when he looked around, he found that it was the Great Dane Consort, whom he hadn't seen for half a year.

She Yulong and Zuo Lingquan were familiar with each other, and also had a little understanding of Zuo Lingquan's strength, stood up, did not speak, and retreated to the rear.

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

As sharp as two swords.

Under Chen Yu's gaze, he stood up a bit and said coldly:

"You were with them?"

Zuo Lingquan stood in front of Chen Yu with his long sword in hand, and said plainly:

"Pick up things."

As soon as Zuo Lingquan appeared, the monks on the street quieted down, because they noticed that the new black-clothed young man was very imposing.

Chen Yu also felt it, but in the Iron River Valley, no matter how big the background is, there is nothing more than nine sects, and behind him is the Yunshui Jiantan, no matter how strong the opponent is, he has no reason to be cowardly. He raised his hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist:

"What did you say?"

choke-

On the long street, a cold light flashed, causing a shrill sword cry.

Several Youhuang cultivators on the sidelines noticed that something was wrong and wanted to stop it too late.

Chen Yu's hair stood on end, and he didn't see how the opponent's hand was drawn. He wanted to draw the sword, but found that the sword that he had practiced for decades could not be unsheathed.

Looking sideways, only to find that the blood on the right shoulder was gushing, and the whole arm had already flown out and landed on the bluestone long street.

"what--"

"How dare you..."

The sound of exclamations and snoring of cold air instantly spread around the surroundings.

Several disciples of Yunshui Jiantan did not expect the opponent to shoot so quickly, Qi Qi took two steps back and was stunned on the spot.

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

"you……"

"I told you to pick it up."

Zuo Lingquan pointed at the ground diagonally with a long sword in his hand, blood beads rolled from the sword's edge, and there was no concealment of killing intent in his eyes.

As soon as Chen Yu wanted to say it, he was frightened back by the look in his eyes, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, but he just couldn't see each other for a moment, so he took the lead in subduing and picked up the spirit grass on the ground with his only left hand.

chap——

But just as the hand stretched out, the sword edge slashed again, and a **** arm fell to the ground again.

This move was not only for Chen Yu and the monks who were watching, but even Xu Zhining and others were stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zuo Lingquan.

"what--"

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

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to signal the three senior brothers to retreat, and pointed at Chen Yu with his sword:

"Did I let you 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 held the hilt of the sword and rushed to the crown, but they did not dare to make a sound.

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

Chen Yu lost both arms, and he had to bite the grass on the ground with his mouth. He couldn't bear such a humiliation, and roared:

"You will kill me today if you have a seed!"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand with a sword, slashing at Chen Yu's neck without any hesitation.

"stop!"

"Wait a minute..."

The crowd of onlookers directly fry the pot.

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

Fighting among the disciples in the Tiehe Valley is a common occurrence, but killing people crosses the line. Several Youhuang cultivators quickly raised their hands to stop them. Even in the inn far away from the street, a few streamers floated out, locking Zuo Lingquan's sword.

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

Chen Yu used his anger to support his aura, and felt that the other party did not dare to kill, so he shouted such a sentence; Jian Zhen came over and was so terrified that he was sobered up on the spot, and said urgently:

"stop!"

Zuo Lingquan's palm was locked by Master He Fang, but his eyes were still fixed on Chen Yu.

Chen Yu walked through the life and death moment, and was already scared, he hurriedly lay on the ground, bit the rotten spirit grass in his mouth, and then stood up and looked at Zuo Lingquan, but did not dare to show a provocative look.

The killing intent in Zuo Lingquan's eyes then subsided, he stood up straight, brought the spirit grass over, and threw it to Xu Zhining and the others behind.

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

Chen Yu stood up forcibly without any intention of leaving. He let blood drip from his shoulders and stared at the broken arm on the ground.

The street fell into a dead silence, and the onlookers looked at Zuo Lingquan standing with a sword, and they were all secretly shocked. After all, this was the occasion of the nine sects meeting, and it was the first time that a disciple of the next sect dared to be so arrogant.

However, this strength does have horizontal capital.

Soon, someone from the distance on the street came from the sword and fell among the crowd.

When Chen Yu saw the person coming, he couldn't hold back any longer, and roared with grief and indignation:

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

There were two people, one was Lin Yang, the deacon of Jing Terrace, and the other was Li Baoyi, the deacon of Yunshui Jiantan.

Lin Yang heard that the three little boys in Qihuang Valley had a fight, and felt that he would lose. When he rushed over, he was still thinking about how to protect the face of Zongmen.

Yu Jian saw a man with his arms cut off from a distance, and Lin Yang was shocked and angry, thinking that Yunshui Jiantan had such a ruthless hand, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he flew to Chen Yu and supported Chen Yu. , said angrily:

"Wait, you're so bold... eh?"

When Lin Yang saw Chen Yu's face, he obviously didn't remember who this was among his disciples.

Chen Yu turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, and was stunned for a while, not knowing why.

Seeing the teacher coming over, Xu Zhining let out a sigh of relief and said quickly:

"Uncle Lin!"

Lin Yang looked down at the sign, only to realize that he was helping the wrong person, and hurriedly let go.

Li Baoyi took a step slower and found that it was his disciple who was cut down. His eyes were full of mistakes, and he supported Chen Yu and said angrily:

"You are so brave, how can you make such a heavy hand in the competition? Lin Yang, this is the disciple you brought?"

Although Lin Yang couldn't figure out the situation, but he won the battle on his own side, there was nothing to say, he stood with his hands behind his back and said solemnly:

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

With the support of his teacher, Chen Yu didn't have to worry about being beaten to death, his aura rose again, enduring the severe pain of his broken arm, he gestured to the hilt at his waist:

"Uncle Shi, I didn't draw my sword, he hurt people for no reason!"

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Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, glanced at Chen Yu's sword hilt, and the more he 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 came to Lin Yang's ear and told the story of Chen Yu's aggressiveness and Zuo Lingquan's identity.

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

"You dare to provoke me even if you can't pull out the sword. I'll startle you on the terrace. If you lose, you still don't admit it. You, Yunshui Jiantan, have this amount of energy?"

Li Baoyi also heard the passage from his disciple, and his eyes were full of incredulity. After all, Chen Yulinggu Sanzhong was already a leader among his disciples. His two arms were removed without even drawing his sword.

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

"Mo Yuan? Are you Jian Wushou?"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers were stunned.

Lin Yang also turned his head unexpectedly and looked at Zuo Lingquan's sword.

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

"How is it?"

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's admission, there was an uproar in the street:

"No wonder, I said where such a powerful swordsman appeared..."

"Who is Jian Wuyi?"

"You haven't heard of this? Nanhuang Jianzi Jianyi, the first person under the three heroes of Central Continent, destroyed Qingyun City alone, and threw the heads of the red-haired old fairy and his son at the banquet~www.wuxiaspot.com ~He is notoriously ruthless..."

"Then it's still a holdover today..."

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

"The Zhang family is my disciple from Yunshui Jiantan. You removed the Zhang family from Qingyun City, and you still have the courage to come here and hurt my sect disciple?"

Lin Yang found out that 'Jian Wuyi' had a relationship with his own family. With such a long face, he naturally had no brains to stand on Zuo Lingquan. He opened his mouth and said:

"Zhang Jiaming gave swords to his face, murdered people behind his back to take swords, and made such scandalous things. You are embarrassed to say that you are a disciple taught by Yunshui Jiantan? Could it be that your Yunshui Jiantan specializes in teaching disciples to do such nasty things? "

Li Baoyi said coldly: "The disciple made a mistake. If you want to kill or cut your own sect's precepts, the elders will decide. If you kill my Yunshui Jiantan people, I, Yunshui Jiantan, have to ask for an explanation."

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

"The swordsman speaks with his sword, and if Li Daoyou wants to ask for an explanation, he can just draw his sword."

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

This action is a duel of swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, the meaning of letting the opponent go first, a pure provocation.

However, Li Baoyi is the leader of the team. He puts down his seniority and the juniors to one-on-one. Winning is not good, and losing is humiliating. How can he take on the challenge.

Seeing the crowd of cultivators onlookers and the constant discussions, Li Baoyi knew that the debate was meaningless, so he said:

"If you have the guts, see you at the Sword Terrace tomorrow at noon."

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Zuo Lingquan to fight, and walked away with Chen Yu and others...

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