Jianzong Ninth Peak, Snowflake.

The ninth peak was as lonely and run-down as before, and it looked like there was no sense of presence in front of Jianzong Bafeng.

Since the inauguration of Fengfeng, the nineth peak has withered and has been repeatedly suppressed by the remaining eight peaks. Each time Zongmen recruits disciples, the talented disciples are divided up by eight peaks.

The ninth peak was assigned to mediocre people.

These mediocre people go out, bow their heads in front of Disciples of Bafeng, and are often bullied.

Over time, even these mediocre people can't stand it, and they don't come back on their own.

The people of the Ninth Peak thought that after the emergence of a Ye Wushuang, Zongmen would change his attitude towards the Ninth Peak.

If it wasn't for the elder Qing Xuan's regular teachings, I am afraid that some people at the Ninth Peak had already questioned Zongmen.

The ninth peak after snowfall is even more deserted. Even if the crane that originally belonged to the ninth peak also ran away and ran to the first peak, because the first peak has a method of expelling cold.

Elder Qing Xuan is still meditating on the cold spring that is only a few feet wide, even though the hustle and bustle within Jianzong can not disturb him at this moment.

At this moment, a young man in white clothes did not know when he appeared in front of him.

The teenager allowed Snowflake to hit him, and his cold eyes slowly fell on the elder Qing Xuan, just watching but not speaking.

Elder Qing Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man calmly. After a long while, he slowly said, "You know, where are you going?"

"Kill!" The young man in white cherishes words like gold.

Elder Qing Xuan is still extremely calm: "If you can't go back?"

"Then I won't go back!" Said the young man.

Elder Qing Xuan said: "Then you go!"

The young boy in white stopped speaking, turned and walked out, and just took a few steps, slowly turning his head and kneeling on the knee on the figure on the cold spring.

After the ceremony, he went away!

After he left, Mr. Qing Xuandao opened his eyes again and asked himself, "Brother, is there still a future for my ninth peak?"

A line of tears slowly came under the corners of its eyes.

Immediately turned into ice.

...

Outside the gate of the Ninth Peak, there are eight figures standing quietly, and no one speaks.

Before Ye Wushuang entered the ninth peak, they were all disciples above the huge ninth peak.

There are a total of eight, starting from the senior brother Guquan on seniority, all the way to the little sister Hualing.

After Ye Wushuang came in, he ranked ninth and became the youngest teacher.

However, none of the eight elder brothers and sisters bullied him, treating them as if they were brothers.

They witnessed the introduction of Wushuang, a young master, and the rise of a quiet young master.

And now will witness the death of the young master?

Hualing, the little girl in the eyes of everyone, cried, covering her red lips, her eyes were red and her tears were weeping.

"Brother, can't you ... don't let the younger brother make an appointment?" Hua Ling wiped a tear and looked helplessly at Master Gu Quan.

When she cried, several people couldn't help crying.

Brother Wushi choked his fist and said, "It's okay to go, let me go, I'm a waste anyway."

He was framed by the people of the first peak in his early years, and he lost one leg and became a **** in the eyes of everyone.

"Yes, my little master is the future of my ninth peak. If he had any chance ..." The fourth master was holding the altar, and the wine was so hot.

"Shut up for me!"

Master Gu Quan scolded his face with a stern expression, his eyes reddish: "This is the decision of the little master, I can't change it ..."

"Why not, as long as the little master is stunned and tied up?" Hualing Tears Yupo shouted.

Guquan said: "Have you beat a little master?"

Farring was dumb.

Gu Quan smiled bitterly, and rather laughed at himself: "If we can beat the young master, we still have to wait until now? If I were the young master's opponent, it would be me who played today!"

As he was talking, Yiba came lightly.

"Little master!"

The eight men shouted suddenly, looking extremely complicated.

The boy in white stopped, his cold eyes glanced at the eight people one by one, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes.

"Take care of Elder Qing Xuan!"

In other words, the teenager will leave.

"and many more……"

At this moment, Hua Ling stopped him suddenly, not knowing when to take out a sword box: "Little brother, this is your sabre, bring it!"

Gu Quan went over and opened the sword box.

After seeing the long sword in it, his face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but glare at her fiercely: "When are you ..."

He clearly remembered that after the sword was brought back by them, he was put away by Qingxuan Dao, and he was not allowed to give it to his young master.

But now stolen by Hua Ling.

Hua Ling was about to speak, but saw that the sword in the sword box flew to the boy's hands automatically.

The boy slightly raised his eyes and looked at Hua Ling in puzzlement: "How could this sword be with you?"

"This is me ..." Hua Ling subconsciously wanted to tell himself and Gu Quan to the inlaid dragon city.

But was interrupted by Gu Quan's coughing sound: "Little brother, that, this is Elder Qing Xuan who gave us money and let us redeem it for you."

After that, he also gave Hua Ling a glance, saying unnaturally, "Little brother, give me your sword, use my sword ..."

"no need!"

The boy in white shook his head slightly, turned his sword into a sword and radiated from the ninth peak, completely disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"Brother, why do you keep stopping me from telling me the truth?"

After he left, Hua Ling said unwillingly: "Furthermore, if the young master knew that his brother was looking for him, he would be very happy!"

"You, you, you forgot the order of Elder Qing Xuan? Little brother's sword is a disaster strike, you ..."

Gu Quan heard that she looked at her with an expression of hatred and iron: "Also, there are already two Supreme Masters going to look for Brother Brother Shi, and now you tell Brother Xiao that you want to kill him? "

Hua Ling heard her face suddenly turned white, fortunately.

...

The first peak of Jianzong.

Countless people have already gathered at this moment. Looking ahead, the crowd is surging. Fortunately, the first peak site is large enough, so the site is not too crowded.

On the many seats, there are rows of immensely large VIP seats, on which at this moment are sitting a powerful figure.

As the eyes of the people below glanced occasionally, the eyes were full of awe.

Because it is the host of the top ten religions, including the host Jianzong.

All are here for today's battle.

Compared to the silence above the VIP seats, the seats below are noisy.

One of the teachers of Zongmen coughed and asked, "Everyone guess, who can win this battle?"

"Nonsense, this is still guessing? This battle is naturally the winner of the first peak of Jianzong!" Another powerful giant laughed.

"Yes, I bet the winner of the first peak!"

"..."

For a while, countless people expressed their opinions, and most of them paid more attention to the sword of the first peak of Jianzong.

The former teacher of Zongmen shook his head: "Between the two, in fact, otherwise, maybe you haven't clearly understood the two."

As he was trying to show off, Skyrim suddenly suddenly drew an extremely sharp sword, and this sword lifted up, trying to break everything.

Countless people watched the advice that was getting closer and closer today, and their hearts trembled: "Here comes, he comes !!!"

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(Ps: Chapter 4, the update is finished today, and the owed chapters have been made up these days.)