God damn it!The spoiled wife madman lost his wife!

Time passed slowly.

Pei Yuanhao's throat tickled, and he could finally speak.

He stared at Lou Zihan with cold eyes, stepped forward a few steps, and raised his hand to grab Lou Zihan's arm: "Boy, I asked the sword stele of Jiange, why should you watch it?"

Lou Zihan was silent in the sword of enlightenment, but the world in his eyes changed again, from the giant sword to an empty world.

At the edge of this world, there seems to be a figure dancing with a sword!

That is an extremely advanced swordsmanship!

Involuntarily, Lou Zihan's body also moved, and his movements coincided with that of the figure...

At the same time, Pei Yuanhao's finger just touched Lou Zihan's arm...

boom!

A sharp and powerful sword intent suddenly emanated from Lou Zihan's body!

Pei Yuanhao didn't check for a while...

With a loud bang, the whole person was pushed away by the fierce sword energy, and his body flew out uncontrollably, until he hit the wall of the Sword-seeking Pavilion, and then slid down by rubbing against the wall...

"Should... die!"

There seemed to be sword energy in his body, destroying all parts of his body. Pei Yuanhao stared at the blue figure in shock and anger. Who is that kid?

How could it be so strong!

"Big Brother!"

"Brother, are you okay?"

The disciples of Asking Jiange were surprised to see Pei Yuanhao in such a mess, and stepped forward to inquire.

Having suffered one after another in front of many disciples of Wenjian Pavilion, Pei Yuanhao's face twisted slightly: "You guys, go, drag that kid over to me!"

Several Wenjiange disciples hesitated for a while, but due to the identity of the other party's senior brother, they still nodded: "Yes."

they are talking...

Brush brush!

Around the sword stele, a powerful sword intent suddenly radiated, forcing everyone to retreat.

At the same time, there was also a glaring white light emitting from the sword tablet, which shocked all those who had realized the sword.

I heard that when someone was enlightening the sword before, the sword stele also gave birth to a vision, but that is just a legend, they have never seen it before, today is the first time!

"It's him!"

Brush brush.

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on Lou Zihan.

He exudes the same sword intent as the sword stele!

"So strong! Could it be that the sword stele has changed because of him?"

"I noticed it just now, he seems to have been in front of the sword monument for more than a quarter of an hour!"

"What? Isn't that better than Jian Mufeng's swordsmanship talent?"

The cyan figure in front of the sword monument instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing this, several disciples of Wenjian Pavilion who were about to do something changed their expressions slightly, and looked at Pei Yuanhao: "Brother, this person seems to resonate with the sword tablet, look..."

Pei Yuanhao stared at Lou Zihan's back jealously.

He is the senior brother of Wenjian Pavilion. He has been in Wenjian Pavilion for many years, but he has not been able to stand in front of the sword monument for a quarter of an hour.

This guy, coming to the sword monument for the first time, why can he resonate with the sword monument?

In an instant, a vicious thought flashed through his mind.

Generally, when comprehending spells, it is a critical moment. If it is interrupted or destroyed at this time, the opportunity will be missed at the slightest, and the opportunity will be broken at this point, or it will go crazy and suffer backlash!

brush!

With a gloomy face, he drew out his long sword, and the powerful aura of Xuanwu realm spread around him, and then shot towards Lou Zihan's back...

Just now, he suffered a big loss if he didn't check for a while, but now, the opponent is focusing on Wujian. He doesn't believe that he can't seriously injure the opponent with a strong blow!

Regardless of the gazes of other people around, Pei Yuanhao shot at Lou Zihan like lightning...

however!

"Go away!"

Bang!

A powerful air current appeared from nowhere, and suddenly swept towards Pei Yuanhao who was in the void, and lifted him away...

"puff……"

This air current was extremely powerful, and it contained an unrecognizable power. After the merciless blow, Pei Yuanhao vomited blood wildly, and his body hit the ground heavily. He was even more miserable and embarrassed than before...

"Cough...cough..."

Pei Yuanhao was lying on the ground, his internal organs were in pain as if they were cracked, and his bones seemed to be broken a lot, so he didn't dare to move.

His face was pale, and his eyes showed shock, anger, pain and unwilling hatred: "Who... who is it! How dare you, how dare you hurt me..."

"It's me! What? Do you have a problem?"

A slender figure walked out from the depths of the Pavilion of Swordsmanship.

The man looked like a middle-aged man, dressed in a gray robe, with half of his long hair hanging down. Among the black hair, there were two strands of white hair on his temples, which looked extremely weird.

When everyone saw him, their complexions changed slightly, and there were gasps one after another in the field.

"It's him!"

"Hai Lian Palace Ye Qingyuan!"

"I heard that he stayed in the training ground for 30 years and never left..."

"It is said that 30 years ago, he was also an amazing and brilliant genius. He broke into the Dragon Tower on the first day he entered the trial field, broke into the fourth floor directly, and could leave the trial field on the same day, but he did not , out of the Dragon Tower, and continue to practice in the Nine Palaces."

"For so many years, it's not that he can't leave, but for some reason, he has never wanted to leave. It is said that in the 30 years of the trial field, he has already penetrated all the spells of the Nine Palaces... and he has also pointed out several masters who have been on the Dragon Ranking. One of the most powerful people in this training ground!"

"I didn't expect him to be in Wenjian Pavilion now, and he even attacked Pei Yuanhao in Wenjian Pavilion." Everyone looked at the middle-aged man with great fear.

Pei Yuanhao also recognized his middle-aged identity, his face was pale, the hatred in his eyes faded instantly, and he became terrified: "You, why did you attack me..."

"Hmph! The Nine Schools share the same energy. Now someone resonates with the sword stele. The talent of swordsmanship is evident. Congratulations for the emergence of such a genius in Nine Schools. But you, a despicable villain, want to destroy it for your own selfishness. A genius?"

"Don't say it's me, even if your elders in Wenjiange see this scene today, they will kill you with their own hands!"

After hearing Ye Qingyuan's words, other people in the room also looked at Pei Yuanhao with weird expressions, with accusations and sarcasm in their eyes, which made Pei Yuanhao feel ashamed and indignant.

Several other Wenjiange disciples also bowed their heads one after another, shrinking their sense of existence, and at the same time they were filled with shame.

For the next time, everyone had no intention of cultivating, and stood on one side with Ye Qingyuan, waiting for the young man who resonated with the sword tablet to wake up.

Pei Yuanhao was lying on the ground, and even the disciples of Wenjian Pavilion did not step forward to help him because of Ye Qingyuan's existence. He panted in pain from time to time, enduring both physical and psychological pain, and the tossing and turning memories in his heart deepened his love for Mo Xunhuan , Murong Jin, Ye Qingyuan and Lou Zihan's hatred.

"Oh my god, he has been standing in front of the sword tablet for half an hour!"

"No one has ever been able to watch the sword stele for so long, it's really amazing!"

"Speaking of which, who is he? Why have I never seen him?"

"Yeah, judging by his clothes, it's not any of the nine doors... Could it be that he's new to the trial ground?"

As the crowd was talking, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd.

Everyone couldn't help but looked over together, and saw an extremely handsome young man in white clothes, stepping forward with a calm expression.

Every time he took a step, the distance between his steps seemed to be measured, and there was no difference. His eyebrows were sharp with the unique sharpness of a swordsman, and his whole body was like a sword out of its sheath.

nbs "Brother Jian Mufeng!"

"Now ask Jiange's No. [-] Tianjiao, Youlong Ranking No. [-], Jian Mufeng!"

After everyone in the field recognized the identity of the young man, their eyes lit up, and there was a faint look of admiration on their faces.

No matter how powerful Ye Qingyuan is, to them, it is only a distant legend, but Jian Mufeng is of the same generation as them, they are of the same generation, they have not only heard of it, but even seen him make several shots, they regard him as an idol from the bottom of their hearts, Nature is also more admired.

Jian Mufeng's calm eyes fell on the blue figure in front of the sword stele, and he said slowly, "How long has he been standing?"

The sword intent on the opponent's body was exactly the same as that on the sword tablet, which made the sharpness in his eyes deepen a bit.

"Brother Huijian, he has been standing for half an hour and a quarter of an hour."

Someone spoke carefully.

Before that, Jian Mufeng was the person who could watch the sword monument for the longest time, but he could only watch it for a quarter of an hour.

But at this moment, an unknown young man appeared out of nowhere, throwing him away a lot.

Jian Mufeng's eyes were deep for a moment, then he moved to the sword stele, and didn't speak again.

Ye Qingyuan glanced at Jian Mufeng, then looked back at Lou Zihan.

Another half hour passed.

"Ok?"

Lou Zihan frowned slightly, dizzy for a while, suddenly pulled away from the empty world of sword shadows, and opened his eyes.

"It hurts!" He stretched out his hands to support his head. Looking at the sword stele before seemed to consume all his mental energy. He had never felt such exhaustion since he recovered.

Finally woke up?

The light on the sword stele dissipated, and the sword intent gradually disappeared.

Everyone looked at the young man in Tsing Yi with weird eyes, confirming again that the vision of the sword stele was really caused by him.

"Little brother."

Before everyone could react, Ye Qingyuan stepped forward and said to Lou Zihan.

"Little brother?"

At first, Lou Zihan didn't know that the other party was calling him, but when the middle-aged man with two strands of white hair at the temples came in front of him, he raised his eyes to look at the other party, and said hesitantly, "You... called me?"

Ye Qingyuan looked at the young man with picturesque eyebrows, whose delicacy was indescribable in words, and couldn't help sighing, what a handsome little guy.

"That's right, I'm calling you."

Lou Zihan walked through the Nine Palaces before, and all he saw were young Nine Sect disciples. This was the first time he saw such a big Nine Sect disciple, and he was slightly surprised.

"Senior, what's the matter?"

"I want to talk to you about the sword stele, can I?"

Lou Zihan froze for a moment, looked at the sword stele, his eyes were stinging, and his mind was aching, he quickly looked away, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay."

The people of Jiuxuanzong established the Nine Palaces and released the techniques of the Nine Palaces for everyone to learn, and he learned something from the Nine Palaces, and it is only natural to give back to the people of the Nine Palaces.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qingyuan's lips, and he stretched out his hand, "Please."

As he spoke, he led Lou Zihan to go elsewhere.

The others also looked at Lou Zihan very curiously, and were full of expectations for the swordsmanship they were about to discuss, but because they were afraid of Ye Qingyuan, they didn't dare to follow him, let alone open their mouths.

When Lou Zihan passed by Pei Yuanhao who was lying on the ground, his gaze swept past him calmly, without any emotion. He didn't even know what happened when he was watching the sword stele, let alone know, and he didn't care. Why did Pei Yuanhao become like this.

When Lou Zihan walked past Pei Yuanhao, everyone was expecting something to happen, but nothing happened. For some reason, the more this happened, the more pitiful everyone felt for Pei Yuanhao.

only……

"and many more."

Just when Ye Qingyuan and Lou Zihan were about to leave Wenjian Pavilion, the No. 1 Jian Mufeng of Wenjian Pavilion, standing straight like a sword, suddenly spoke and stopped the two of them.