The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Xuan Rumo stood there blankly, feeling that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster and clearer, as if beating a drum. When she saw that she was very close to the man next to her, Xuan Rumo felt that her heart was grabbed by someone, almost out of breath.

When we met suddenly, it was hard to decide what was going on. This girl suddenly entered his line of sight and rushed into his heart. Xuan Rumo was stunned for a long time. When the other party turned to leave, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly followed up, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist."

Seeing the girl stop and look at him, Xuan Rumo's words about preparation were forgotten for an instant. He stammered: "It turns out that it was a fellow Daoist of Dandingmen..." He was panicked and felt a little at a loss. As a result, Xiao Yao smiled. Looking at him, "Your breath is unstable and eager, it's not conducive to practice." After saying that, Xiao Yao took out an emerald green pill bottle from his sleeve, and poured out three capsules with a refreshing fragrance from it. Handed him the pills, "This is a pill for concentration and meditation. You can relieve one or two after you take it."

Xuan Rumo looked at the three pills in his palm, and did not return to his senses for a long time, but when he reacted, the girl had already walked away.

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When Su Hanjin came out, she happened to see Xuan Rumo staring blankly into the distance. She swept away her consciousness, and she suddenly found Qu Feng and Xiao Yao not far away from Xuan Rumo. These two people were Qing Mang. Shan she really made friends, but the friendship at that time could not match the friendship between them and Jin Zhongliang who resisted the demons and lived and died together.

Only at noon, when the ceremony began, she flew her sword into the sea of ​​clouds and stood still in front of the artificial full moon.

When the flute sounded, Su Hanjin found that a purple spirit in black was also appearing on the sea of ​​clouds. She was dressed in a strong outfit and held a blue flute in her hand. Her brows were full of heroic air, but her eyes were cold, Feng Muzhi The cold light is lingering, and it is also murderous.

When the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, she suddenly threw the flute in her hand into the air, and then jumped into the air, because the speed was too fast, her figure suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, bamboo leaves floated above the sea of ​​clouds, and each bamboo leaf condensed into a sword air.

The Immortal Sword Gate Jin Zhongliang suddenly said: "The Zixiao Sword Jue is indeed well-deserved."

The beautiful woman next to him was Ling Shuyan, the daughter of Ling Yun, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect. Originally, the head wanted to accept Jin Zhongliang as a personal disciple, but she wanted to take care of him personally, so she begged the head of Jin Zhongliang to receive her from her. The daughter of Lingyun has a very high status in the Fairy Sword Sect, and there is no difference between being her apprentice and the head apprentice, so it was decided.

This time Xuan Yuji's grand ceremony of crossing the catastrophe was that she brought Jin Zhongliang and Le Qingcheng to observe the ceremony. Seeing the ostentation of the Sky Profound Sword Gate, she was also a little worried.

After Jin Zhongliang finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Le Qingcheng, "Senior Sister, what do you think?"

Le Qingcheng was petite and dressed in strong clothes. He was also carrying a broad sword on his back. Seeing Jin Zhongliang asked her, he squeezed his fists with excitement, "Go up and hit it."

"Qingcheng, don't talk nonsense." Ling Shuiyan said helplessly. Although she spoke softly and softly, Le Qingcheng instantly lost her voice, lowering her head and whispering: "Yes, Master."

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Zi Lingyun's figure is ethereal. After a beautiful spin, she suddenly kneels in front of Su Hanjin. Even if she has not rehearsed before, Su Hanjin knows that it is time for her to appear. She asked the heart sword to get out of the body immediately, soaring into the sky, and the shocking sword light turned into a long dragon, and let out a long roar in the air.

As soon as he appeared, everyone was shocked.

"Isn't Zi Lingyun the most outstanding young disciple of the Sky Profound Sword Sect? This person is?"

"This is the one who picked someone from Jiehu last time. At that time, there was only Yuan Yingqi cultivation base!" Another human said.

"Now it's only out of the third floor, but this sword intent..."

The layman watched the excitement and the expert watched the doorway. At this time, no one was more shocked than the people of the Immortal Sword Sect and the Hanhai Sword Sect. At this time, Jin Zhongliang and Le Qingcheng had no thought of talking, and they stared at the figure dancing sword above the sea of ​​clouds without blinking. When Jin Zhongliang saw the familiar sword technique, their hearts were greatly shaken.

He had been inherited in the secret realm, and among them was the sword technique left by Senior Ling Tianhan. Now he naturally understands his sword skills extremely well, and he is also very proud of himself, but at this time, compared with the person above the sea of ​​clouds, it is simply a difference between the sky and the earth.

Because their sword intents are different, although he has always believed that he can surpass Ling Tianhan and his sword intent, at this moment, he also has to admit that the sword intent of the Sky Profound Sword Gate, Senior Ling, is the most suitable for that. The sword intent of the sword stroke.

Jin Zhongliang didn’t regret that he chose the Fairy Sword Sect at last, but at this time, he suddenly felt that he was really arrogant. Because Fairy Sword Sect’s sword intent was better than others, he was arrogant, and now he knows that he It's just a frog at the bottom of the well.

Jin Zhongliang's mood changed again and again, but in the end, the complicated and inexplicable emotions in his eyes suddenly disappeared, bright like stars, looking at the person above the sea of ​​clouds, only pure appreciation and determination are left in his eyes. And confidence.

"I will definitely beat her."

The breakthrough in his mood made his eyes firmer. Jin Zhongliang vaguely felt that he had seen the mystery of something again, so he closed his eyes and realized it. After a long time, when he felt that he was about to see the tip of the iceberg, he I found my saber shaken slightly.

Jin Zhongliang opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes filled with consternation.

"Wan Jian Chaozong!"

Under the full moon, her figure was misty, and her appearance was even more vague, but at this time, one person and one sword attracted thousands of swords to worship, and all the sword repairs and sabers buzzed, not only him, but also the senior sister and master. Except for a few kendo powers in the late stage of the fit, the rest of the sword repairs are like this!

Some disciples with unstable sword intent even let go of the flying sword in their hands, slamming a sword at the person above the sea of ​​clouds, kneeling and surrendering.

This is the real Ten Thousand Sword Dynasty Sect, this is a height that many sword cultivators can't reach after exhausting their entire lives, and she, a 100-year-old cultivator of the third-tier cultivator of the Sky Profound Sword Sect, actually did it. At this time, the audience was quiet, and only a crisp voice said: "I like sword repair."

She is Xiao Yao, she doesn't understand what swordsmanship or coercion, she doesn't know what the Wanjian dynasty means at this time, and her cultivation is quite low, and she can't see the figure under the moon in the sea of ​​clouds, so she is just pure and authentic. "I like Jian Xiu, she looks like Sister Su, and Sister Su is also Jian Xiu."

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Su Hanjin smiled slightly.

On the viewing platform, Jin Zhongliang's expression changed suddenly. The veil he was about to lift before, turned into a vague figure, and a stern voice echoed in his ears.

"No, I am not Mei Niang, I am not Mei Niang."

She is not a **** lady.

She is Jian Xiu.

She is Su Hanjin.