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Chenli's ancient sword exuded a faint luster, but the vertical coffin still stood there quietly, as if it had been standing there for a long time, and had experienced endless years of washing and became obsolete.

Lin Yi looked over there, and what came to his mind was a stunning woman in the Liuli Palace, dressed in white and wearing snow, always with slightly frowning eyebrows, and occasionally a bit of sadness.

Lin Yi still remembered that that day, when he traveled to Xianwu, he happened to meet Zhao Liuli who was wandering in the mortal world. Zhao Liuli took him to Liuli Palace. Under the white jade palace, her quiet and cold profile was so vast.

The sea of ​​stars is more dazzling.

She is the aloof and cold mistress of Liuli Palace in the eyes of outsiders.

She is the bright moon and stars pursued by countless young talents in the Xianwu Continent.

She is a peerless beauty who can captivate the whole world, and all the women in Xiangchi Yao Pavilion are even more attractive.

The world only knew that she was extremely talented and famous as an immortal warrior, but only Lin Yi knew the heavy mission she was shouldering despite her cold and arrogant figure.

It is precisely because of this that since Lin Yi climbed the mountain, in the Liuli Palace, there was a dull young man who buried himself in various alchemy books and medical scrolls all day long, and Lin Yi who worked hard to climb all day long, walked out of a

The powerful Jiu Xuan Immortal Lin Jiu Xuan, who is the most powerful in the past and the present, and is kowtowed by all the heroes!

At this moment, no one spoke.

They all looked at the boy with a backpack standing over there.

Ding Daoming was bloodless, and no one in the Jiangnan Sword Sect dared to say anything anymore.

He shattered the sword of Dunqing held by the founder of the Jiangnan Sword Sect with one hand. Looking at Jingnan, I am afraid that only a young man like this can do it.

What's more, how old is he?

Seventeen? Eighteen? Nineteen?

With such a terrifying cultivation level at such a young age, if it were only a few years later, his strength would be even more unimaginable.

He Yunxiao and other young men completely lost their temper and hid aside, trembling.

Zhu Shiqing's face was dull. At this moment, she suddenly felt a strange sadness from the young man, which made her eyes red and uneasy.

"Impossible! I absolutely want you to be stronger! She is mine, she is mine!"

The man in black robe held the sword hilt in his hand and was stunned for a long time. He screamed wildly. His voice was shrill and ferocious. He was about to throw away the sword hilt. He flew forward again and had a showdown with Lin Jiuxuan in front of him. He never thought that he would just blink.

Suddenly, three ferocious female spirits appeared in front of him.

The three female souls had beautiful faces. At this moment, their eyes were staring at the man in black robe. Their eyes were full of excitement and joy, as if they had seen an irresistible delicacy and swallowed up all the man in black robe in the blink of an eye.

The Grandmaster of the Jiangnan Sword Sect himself only had one breath left. After hundreds of thousands of years, his body was filled with a strong aura of death, which was exactly the nourishment that the female soul of the Soul Sacrifice Scroll urgently needed.

For a moment, the man in black robe let out a miserable cry.

But in the eyes of others, they only saw the founder of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, standing on the spot, twisting and shaking in an extremely weird posture. In an instant, he completely disappeared, leaving only the dark robe.

The ground is empty.

Over there, Lin Yi turned around and slowly walked into the Tomb of Thousand Swords.

Countless vertical and horizontal sword energies and the rain of swords all around seemed to be watching the boy in the tomb.

The young man walked forward slowly, and finally stood in front of Chenli Sword, looking directly at the vertical coffin in front of him.

The vertical coffin is perched on the body of an ancient tree. The coffin does not have any special lines, and it looks a bit plain from the inside.

Lin Yi stood in front of the vertical coffin for a long time, and then he held his sword. Gu Jian Chenli gently lifted Lin Yi's hand, and a powerful sword energy suddenly struck the vertical coffin.

boom!

A soft sound sounded.

The entire vertical coffin collapsed instantly.

Rotten wood flew in the air, and the ancient tree behind the vertical coffin erupted into a ball of fire and burned quickly.

Inside the vertical coffin, only half of the broken sword blade remained. The sword blade had a simple luster and no hilt was visible.

It stood there alone, as if it had been waiting for many years.

Lin Yi stood in front of Broken Blade for a long time.

No one around him dared to gasp loudly, although they didn't know what Lin Jiuxuan was thinking in front of them.

"Where is the stone statue polished by your Sword Sect Patriarch?"

After a long time, Lin Yi spoke calmly.

"Under...under the palace at the top."

Ding Daoming did not dare to lie. Now that the founder of Jiangnan Sword Sect has been killed by the young man in front of him, they are no match for him.

"lead the way."

Lin Yi waved with one hand, and the broken blade flew towards Lin Yi's palm as if it was summoned by some kind.

When you hold it, the broken blade is slightly cold, like steel that has been rotten for a long time. The blade is even more broken. It seems that it has experienced a tragic battle before it was broken here.

"Is it just to save half of the sword blade that you spend all this time to set up this prison sword formation?"

Lin Yi frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

After he finished speaking, he turned around.

Ding Daoming endured the pain of losing an arm and led the way.

Go all the way out from the Tomb of Thousand Swords.

When we walked to the sword training ground, dozens of disciples of the Jiangnan Sword Sect had already gathered there.

"metropolitan!"

The moment they saw Ding Daoming, who had lost his right arm, everyone's expressions changed.

There was a movement from Thousand Swords Tomb just now. They knew something big was going to happen, and they had already been waiting here, ready for battle at any time.

Unexpectedly, I saw Ding Daoming and others walking towards them in embarrassment.

And behind Ding Daoming, there was an extremely young boy!

The young man's face was pale and calm. Although he said nothing, the inexplicable majesty conveyed by him shocked everyone present.

Seeing Ding Daoming's miserable situation, they became even more excited, and some people had already drawn the Jiangnan Sword.

"Everyone, get out of the way. You are waiting here. Without my order, no one is allowed to leave or climb the mountain!"

Ding Daoming shouted sharply.

The group of people were stunned for a moment, and then they honestly took back their swords, but the way they looked at the young man was even more weird.

"Please don't forgive me, please come with me."

Ding Daoming turned around and nodded slightly towards Lin Yi. He coughed and looked extremely weak due to excessive blood loss.

After he finished speaking, he saw that the young man behind him was silent and his expression was unwavering. Ding Daoming could only sigh in his heart and pray that Lin Jiuxuan would be merciful and not really kill the Jiangnan Sword Sect.

It would be better to kill them all.

Ding Daoming walked through the crowd, and Lin Yi walked side by side with him.

The proud men of the Jiangnan Sword Sect all around were lined up in two rows, all silent, but those who were interested could find that Ding Daoming, the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect in the south of Beijing, was intentionally or unintentionally falling behind with every step he took.

The boy next to him was half a body tall.

On this day, the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect was declining.

On this day, Lin Jiuxuan set foot on Tianjian Mountain.

On this day, Lin Yi lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at the half-cut blade in his hand, feeling a little lonely in his heart.
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