Hidden Blade Chapter 106: Rebellious fate is immortal!

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The discussion meeting of Linglong Pavilion was set in June.

The so-called layman is watching the excitement, and the expert is watching the doorway.

Whether it is a lively or a doorway conference, this forum is enough to attract the attention of any force in the Great Zhou's rivers and lakes.

Jizhou Yuehu Cave, Xuzhou’s Tiandou City, Chongzhou’s Hutou Fort, Youzhou’s Tongtian Gate, which one is not coveting the name of the first sect of the Great Week?

If you change to the past, Linglong Pavilion is a digital fairyland, these famous lakes and lakes naturally dare not spy, but today’s Linglong Pavilion only has Zhong Changhen who can come up with the [table] surface, and at this time the so-called discussion will be held. The General Assembly, in the eyes of many people, is suspected of hitting one's own feet with a rock.

There is still a month to go before the Dao Conference, and all parties are already gearing up to do a big job.

The Linglong Pavilion, which was the center of this storm, was also very lively.

Chen Xuanji, the chief disciple chosen by the Shanmen Grand Competition to participate in the Dao Conference, left, leaving the Shanmen staff vacant, and the direct disciples on the Chongju Peak had to fight again to win the remaining place. The outer and inner disciples also rushed back and forth in preparation for this conference, and they were very busy.

Xu Han thought for a while, and hadn't seen Song Yueming for several days.

I want to come down the mountain to buy things.

"What are you dazed about! Look at the sword!" He was only slightly in a daze, and there was a soft cry from the side, and a long sword pierced straight.

Xu Han's heart shuddered, and he didn't dare to be careless, he quickly raised the long sword in his hand and blocked it from the left.

"Didn't you say that you are going to fight?" Xu Han cast an angry look at the Fang Ziyu next to him.

Almost a month has passed since Chen Xuanji's departure, and this second elder sister finally walked out of the haze. These days, in order to prepare for the Dao Conference, everywhere on the mountain gate was busy, but Fang Ziyu, who had already been selected to participate in the conference, was very idle, so he came to find Xu Han and started to practice sparring again.

The second elder sister was quickly surprised to find that Xu Han's progress in kendo in the past month has been rapid.

A few days ago, she had to suppress her own power to fight against her, but now Xu Han can fight her back and forth with her full strength.

She certainly knew that Xu Han had a good physical cultivation level before the meridians were repaired, but after all, she was still in a realm, and the inner strength cultivation was only in the second Danyang realm. Being able to fight with her is amazed by Fang Ziyu.

"Who asked me to talk to you, you ignored me." Fang Ziyu raised his neck and said as expected in the face of Xu Han's indignation.

How can Xu Han dare to compete with this grandma, he smiled bitterly at the moment and shook his head, put away the long sword on his back and entered the gate of the hospital.

"Is it done?" Zhou Zhang smiled lightly on the stone table in the courtyard, watching the sweaty two people say.

"Yeah." Xu Han nodded, and sat beside Zhou Zhang with Fang Ziyu.

"This personal disciple selection is so lively, Junior Brother Zhou really doesn't go to join in the fun?" Fang Ziyu's temperament jumped off, and he seemed to have an inexhaustible energy. After sitting at the stone table, he pulled Zhou Zhang again. Asked.

"How good I am, senior sister, you still don't know, isn't it embarrassing in the door to go up?" Zhou Zhang smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Senior Sister, Brother Chen is gone, and the big banner in this pavilion is about to be carried by Sister Sister. Sister Sister is not prepared for it?"

Speaking of Chen Xuanji, the smile on Fang Ziyu's face was slightly stagnant, but she was soon suppressed by her.

"What's there to prepare for, how can those crooked melons and jujubes bear grandma's sword?" Then, she returned to the usual hippie smile.

"Oh? Really? The figure I've seen a few days ago practicing swordsmanship in the middle of the night, isn't that the world?" Zhou Zhang smiled faintly, raised the teapot in his hand, and poured himself a cup of tea. .

"Huh?" Fang Ziyu, whose secret was revealed, flushed suddenly, she turned her head to the side, and said with a haha, "Really? How could it be me?"

In terms of talent, Fang Ziyu’s talent is almost comparable to Ye Hongjian, but with Chen Xuanji, she will not be able to cultivate the mind after all. After all, no matter what the situation, there seems to be the surname Chen. Can't trouble her to make a move. But now that Chen Xuanji is gone, Fang Ziyu can naturally see the dilemma of Linglong Pavilion. As the second senior sister, how can she not feel any pressure in her heart?

Just practicing sword in the middle of the night...

Xu Han, who was also the first time he heard about this, was slightly taken aback, but soon figured it out.

On the Dao Conference is approaching, Linglong Pavilion has lost Chen Xuanji, and the Pavilion has hurriedly re-convened a match between his disciples, which is obviously a bit of a panic. If Fang Ziyu, who is the second senior sister, also behaves too nervously, it will definitely make the other disciples in the pavilion more and more frightened. That's why she chose to practice kendo when no one saw it.

Thinking of this, Xu Han has a new understanding of this second elder sister who seems to only know how to be willful—at least her mind is far from what she looks like on the surface.

"I won't tell you anymore!" Under the two people's teasing eyes, Fang Ziyu felt a little embarrassed, she stomped her feet with crimson complexion, turned her head and ran out of the courtyard like she was fleeing.

This appearance naturally inevitably caused a burst of laughter from Xu Han and Zhou Zhang.

Only after such a laugh, the two suddenly put away their voices almost tacitly.

They looked at each other at that time, but their eyes were the same heavy.

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The building is about to fall, and the storm is about to come.

How ridiculous it is, the dignified Linglong Pavilion needs a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to support it...

......

After that day, Xu Han declined the kindness of Fang Ziyu's training partner.

She practiced swords at night every day. If she doesn’t have a good rest during the day, it will be bad for her health if things go on like this. Xu Han’s mastery of "Swords of Destroying the Mountains" has already gained some enthusiasm. There is no such need. His focus is to promote the fusion of the sword type with the golden core, and to strengthen his own growth in physical cultivation.

On this day, he absorbed some demon power from his right arm at the wooden pavilion as usual, tempered his body, and rehearsed the "Sword Destruction Technique" on his own, before he walked back to the courtyard sweating profusely. middle.

It's too late, everyone has already gone to sleep, Xu Han walked to the corner of the courtyard to wash himself, and was about to enter the room to sleep.

Push!

Push!

But at that time, there was a sound of spreading wings in the night sky. Xu Han was taken aback and looked up, but saw a raven flying from the night sky and falling straight on his shoulder.

As soon as Xu Han thought, he caught the night crow in front of him, took out a piece of letter paper from its ankle, and hurriedly released the night crow while there was no one around.

When Ye Crow was away, he opened the letter paper carefully and looked intently.

But there was no writing on the paper, just something wrapped in it.

Xu Han frowned and raised the thing, looking at it for a while.

It's a small token. I don't know what kind of material it is used to cast. It has a metallic texture and a simple shape, as if it were a little old.

There is no embellishment around the token, but a simple handwriting is engraved in the center.

God!

......

Xu Han looked at the token thoughtfully.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

There are frequent thunderstorms in the late summer, and this sudden thunder is supposed to be nothing surprising, but Xu Han's face changed at that time.

He turned around abruptly and looked sideways towards the top of Mount Zhongju Peak.

And Ye Hongjian, who was already asleep in the house at that time, seemed to have sensed something, and he pushed the door open and ran out of the house.

The two looked at each other at that time, and both saw a strong surprise in each other's eyes.

I saw the top of the heavy moment peak, where the thunderclouds gathered like a whirlpool, and the dense thunder snakes moved back and forth, continuously fusing and bursting in the thundercloud, making a burst of noise.

The Chongju Peak disciples who had already fallen asleep were all awakened by the huge noise at that time, and walked out of their respective doors. They all pointed at the abnormal situation on the mountain top. , Zhongju Peak, which had already entered the night, became lively.

The elders and deacons from all peaks were naturally disturbed by the noise, and they rushed over at that time.

Compared to the unknown of many disciples, the faces of these elders and deacons were full of complicated expressions at that time.

Worry, excitement, fear, and expectation are all.

Xu Han's brows wrinkled at that time, such a thundercloud, such a thunderous.

He has felt it, has seen it, and has experienced it personally.

On the way to Linglong Pavilion, when his sword seed sprouted under the nourishment of demon power, something like this appeared.

This is a catastrophe!

Besides his abnormal situation, there are not many things in this world that can provoke such a thunder tribulation.

This can be done in the detailed Linglong Pavilion...

Only that one...

Boom!

Xu Han thought about this. At that time, the thunder tribulation of the dome was still gathered, and a purple-red thunder snake rolled in the tribulation cloud, seeming to fall at any time.

The world has dimmed a bit at that time, it seems that at that moment there is only that dazzling robbery thunder in the world, and nothing else.

The Great Zhou Jianghu, and even the Second Kingdom of Chen Xia, those who are hidden from the world, or the mighty of the present world also cast their eyes on this Linglong Pavilion at that time~ IndoMTL.com~ They know very well that this is a game. The catastrophe that is enough to change the direction of the big Zhou rivers and lakes.

Boom!

There was another thunder blast, and the thunder tribulation of the sky finally blasted down at that time.

With its billowing power and impenetrable power, it slammed down towards the summit of Zhongju Peak at a speed that was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture the trajectory.

Rao was just looking from a distance, the coercion contained in the thunder tribulation made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

At this moment, an old man dressed in black flew out of the mountain.

He is holding a long sword, and the **** sword intent fills his body.

"My sword is heavenly and my fate is immortal!"

The old man drank it like this.

The voice is loud and loud, like Huang Zhongda Lu.