Tibetan Sword Villa and Kuaijian Villa are not far apart, the strength and scale are very close, it is easy to become a feud, these years they have been fighting openly and secretly, decades ago, Tibetan Sword Villa was better than Kuaijian Villa in all aspects, Kuaijian Villa naturally held a grudge, and at this time, Kuaijian Villa suddenly gave birth to a young owner, a rare genius in a hundred years.

Kuaijian Villa naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity to turn the tables that God rewarded them, so they would always try their best to create opportunities for the young owner to emerge, and in fact, the young owner was indeed very competitive, and soon stood out among the younger generation of martial artists.

When he was fifteen years old, he became the national champion of the Imperial Young Swordsman Competition, and then Kuaijian Villa also officially announced his identity as a young owner, and all this Tibetan Sword Villa was in their eyes, anxious in their hearts, and they also imagined that there was a genius in their villa who could compete with the young owner, but genius was something that could not be found.

The owner of the Hidden Sword Villa used to plan to forcibly build Li Jianyi, who had a good talent, into a genius, but Li Jianyi's talent was too different from that of the young owner, and the most important thing was that Li Jianyi didn't work very hard, and slowly, the older generation of the Hidden Sword Villa gave up their extravagant hopes for him and began to suppress him in various ways.

But in the eyes of Li Jianyi's master, it is not Li Jianyi's fault that he is not talented enough, the older generation regards Li Jianyi as a tool to compete for fame and fortune, he is strongly opposed, seeing that Li Jianyi is gradually losing the favor of the older generation, Li Jianyi's master decided to take him to travel all over the world.

For the older generation, this decision couldn't be better, out of sight and out of mind, as long as they see Li Jianyi hanging when he is practicing, they will feel very distressed. The old man was also a cynic, and it might be a good thing for everyone else to let these two shapeless guys leave the villa.

Unlike Li Jianyi, the senior brother always fantasized that he would one day be able to trample the young owner under his feet, although his talent was not as good as Li Jianyi, but he relied on his own efforts to make his cultivation surpass Li Jianyi, he didn't have the courage to take the initiative to challenge the young owner, but since the young owner sent it to the door, he didn't plan to admit it.

With the order of the senior brother, the eighteen disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa immediately occupied their respective positions, forming a situation of encirclement of the young master.

"Young Zhuang Master, although the Hidden Sword Villa is their entry formation, its power is very amazing, I think when we faced them at the peak, they defeated our predecessors with this formation."

Seeing that the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa had set up a formation, a scribe beside the young village owner reminded in a low voice.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, things that can be done in minutes, why bother so much."

As soon as the old man's words fell, a middle-aged man with a pale face said with a disdainful face.

"Hey, how do you speak, do you know how powerful the Tibetan sword formation is, open your mouth and talk nonsense here, you have the ability to go up, why do you want the young master to take risks, I..."

The scribe had long been unaccustomed to this guy who spoke yin and yang, and when he saw him say this kind of cool thing that he didn't have back pain when he stood up, he immediately turned on the mode of replying.

"Uncle Seven, what he said is indeed right, this one in the Hidden Sword Villa can only trap those ants, don't worry, I can easily handle it." Seeing that the scribe was angry, the owner of the village hurriedly smiled and comforted.

"Young Master, these formations are the disciples of the younger generation of the Hidden Sword Villa, it is natural that you can break this formation, but it is better to be careful, don't be injured. But some guys don't have the ability themselves, why.... "

Before the scribe finished speaking, he suddenly felt a powerful big hand grab his neck, and what caught his eye was a miserable white face, and at this moment, in addition to the miserable whiteness, there was also a thick murderous aura.

"Do you know what I'm doing now?" The middle-aged man stared at the face of the scribe and said word by word, at the same time, the strength of his hand continued to increase, and soon, the scribe's face was red from suffocation, and he desperately wanted to break the middle-aged man's hand, but no matter how much strength he used, the other party did not move.

"Brother Leopard, Uncle Seventh is also unintentionally offended, those who don't know are not guilty, I hope you can let him go." Seeing that the scribe's legs had left the ground and were kicking wildly in the air, the young owner knew that he had reached a critical moment, and immediately pleaded with the middle-aged man in a low voice.

The people around the young owner were dumbfounded, the young owner was a particularly arrogant person, even if it was the people around him, his heart was actually despised, and he usually talked to these people with a lofty attitude, and now he actually whispered to this middle-aged man, and everyone was wondering what the origin of this middle-aged man was.

The middle-aged man glanced back at the young farmer, who quickly nodded at him, he snorted coldly, and then threw the scribe to the ground.

"Fool, if you dare to say such offensive things to me in the future, I will never be spared, okay, don't talk about it here, send them away quickly, we must take everyone away from the Hidden Sword Villa tonight."

The young master nodded very respectfully, did not turn around at all, turned his back to the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and his body suddenly rose to the sky, rushing into the air, only to see that his body turned around, and at this time he had already drawn his sword.

"Sweeping thousands of armies, the momentum is like a bamboo."

With the shouting of the young master, his figure immediately filled the entire sky, and the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa couldn't tell which one was his true body, so they had to make a defensive posture.

Seeing that his body was covered with blood, the scribe immediately got up from the ground, grabbed his sleeve and asked with a concerned face.

"Young Lord, you... You're hurt? "

"Hmph, even they can hurt me, these are their blood stains."

The young owner patted the clothes on his body and said proudly.

At this time, the face of the senior brother can be said to be how ugly and ugly it is, he knows that his strength is not as good as the young master, so he wants to borrow the power of the formation to balance him, but he never expected that the young master's martial arts are so strong, I am afraid that even the senior uncle is not necessarily his opponent.

Just now, the last sword of the young farmer was stabbed into the throat of the senior brother, and at that time, the senior brother was completely stunned by the ghostly swordsmanship of the young master, and stood stupidly in place motionless.

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