Gu Xun heaved a sigh of relief: "Damn, you scared me..."

"If it hadn't been ejected in time, it would have been cut down as soon as it recovered, and I would have to wait another month or two."

If so.

Gu Xun raised his head, looked in the direction of the sword light, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

It was an unexpected visitor.

Wearing a blue and white Daojianshan Daoist gown, holding a sharp sword, a man with long hair over his shoulders is walking slowly from a distance.

His eyes were as sharp as his sword, and when he spoke, he was as cold as the blade of a sword coming out of its sheath.

"The Heavenly Venerate of Gods and Demons from the Abyss..."

"The Lingshuang Sword Master of Daojian Mountain..."

The two eyes collided in mid-air, and they asked almost in unison.

"Why are you here?"

371. Sharp Dropping Sword, Sharp Dropping Eyes

Ye Lingshuang's appearance was undoubtedly beyond Gu Xun's expectation.

Tell the truth.

The elders and sword cultivators of Daojian Mountain are actually talkative types. They have lived for many years, and most of them understand that each family has its own difficulties.

A few days ago, Gu Suan also saw the five elders from Daojian Mountain wandering around in Baihua City, went to a restaurant to have a drink, and immediately ordered eight beauties who were drinking with him.

Think about our Fifth Elder, who is over a hundred years old. He is not young, and he is surrounded by eight girls at once. Gu Xun, who was present at the time, had to exclaim [Sword repair is sword repair, and sword is old and strong]

Of course, the result was that Gu Xun got a hush money from the Fifth Elder—if other Daojianshan disciples knew that the dignified Fifth Elder came out to drink flower wine, his reputation would be ruined in minutes.

According to the Fifth Elder, they are indeed very afraid of Wan Mo Li Yuan.

But even the old sword master said that he could temporarily put aside his grievances and choose to form an alliance-no matter how energetic they are as elders, they can't get angry.

Besides, I used to be afraid of Wanmo Liyuan because no one can control the woman in the Holy Ancestor Realm.

It's different now.

She is married and has a husband-in-law. If something goes wrong, she will go directly to his husband-in-law to reason.

Therefore, the threat of Wanmo Liyuan in the eyes of Daojian Mountain has become less huge.

What's more, Chen Anning still holds a Dao Jianling in his hand. Because of emotion and reason, Dao Jianshan doesn't need to be so hostile to Wanmo Liyuan anymore—after all, even He Junjian, whose personal disciple was killed, can clear up his suspicions. Where did so much hatred come from?

They are right to think so.

But Ye Lingshuang was not like that.

The hatred towards Moxiu in his eyes never faded from beginning to end.

No matter in the past or now, Ye Lingshuang still always maintains the desire to destroy the world's demon cultivators, and believes that her thoughts are justice in the absolute sense.

So when he saw Gu Sun, he drew his sword.

There was a humming sound.

The soil fragments at Gu Sun's feet suddenly burst into countless cracks.

The extremely sharp sword intent turned into a cold wind and blew past Gu Xun.

The sword intent comes first.

A frightening sword light flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes.

When the sharp blade ruthlessly sliced ​​through Gu Xun's chest, Gu Xun didn't show any signs of pain. Instead, his whole body turned into a phantom of pitch-black smoke, which immediately dissipated.

Gu Xun's speed is very fast, especially the escape speed.

Confronting the enemy head-on was not his strong point at all, even if he really wanted to fight Ye Lingshuang, he would have to distance himself enough to allow him to use the spirit and Taoism.

Only a hundred meters away, Ye Lingshuang's sword arrived in the blink of an eye.

Ye Lingshuang stabbed the air with his sword, but turned around and swung his sword towards the void at the upper left.

That was the direction Gu Xun was in after moving his body.

The sword energy swept through the air, splitting the air.

From outside Baihua City came the sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

It seemed to be the harsh and sharp sound that came out when the blade cut through the void.

Fortunately, Gu Xun reacted in time, quickly retreated a few steps, and escaped from the range of influence of the sword energy at the limit.

"What a fast sword."

After landing, Gu Xun sighed with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

He stared at Ye Lingshuang seriously, and asked in a deep voice, "Has your knife wound healed?"

Holding the sword, Ye Lingshuang raised her head: "Do I need to answer you?"

Gu Yan chuckled, then picked up the severed right arm from the ground, and shook it lightly: "Isn't this to communicate with you about your injury~"

Ye Lingshuang frowned slightly upon hearing this.

With his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that Gu Yan's severed arm was cut off by Ye Wuthorn's cold knife.

In the battle between Daojian Mountain and Wanmo Liyuan back then, not only Ye Wu stabbed Ye Lingshuang's Lingshuang sword intent, Ye Lingshuang was also injured by Ye Wuthorn's cold knife.

In that battle, it can be said that both sides suffered losses, and it was impossible to distinguish between life and death.

And Ye Lingshuang was not in Daojian Mountain some time ago because he learned of a method that might completely heal the knife wound. During this period of time, he has been recuperating outside the mountain.

Until the knife wound was about to heal two days ago, he also felt that it was time to return to Daojian Mountain.

But it never occurred to him that Daojian Mountain was actually moved to this small Baihua City.

And in this Hundred Flowers City, there actually lived a big demon named Gu Suan.

What's even weirder is——

"You were hurt by his knife?" Ye Lingshuang couldn't understand: "Why?"

Gu Xun showed a meaningful expression: "It's a long story, let's not talk about it~"

"It's okay."

The true energy in Ye Lingshuang's body surged, the strong wind surrounded her body, and the sword intent swayed like an autumn wind.

He stared at Gu Xun, his voice was low like Fengshuang: "I have plenty of ways to force you."

Finished.

Sword out.

Gu Xun's field of vision was suddenly covered by endless wind, frost, cold and snow.

He felt as if he was in a vast snowfield that stretched as far as the eye could see, where even breathing became extravagant, and the blizzard was also sweeping in from afar.

If you look carefully, you can see that every snowflake is a sword intent, and this huge snowstorm is composed of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of sword intents.

Ye Lingshuang, who is known as the contemporary sword master, is even stronger than He Junjian when it comes to kendo attainments.

It's just that the old sword master's governance ability is stronger than that of Ye Lingshuang, and he is highly respected. Naturally, he has secured the position of sword master of Daojian Mountain.

however.

When the furious blizzard is approaching—

"Uncle Ling Shuang!"

The boy's voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Lingshuang knew whose voice it was.

The wind and snow cleared.

The snow field in front of Gu Fal also melted.

Ye Lingshuang's sword hovered in the air, he stopped, and his eyes shifted to the boy.

There was a puzzled expression on that serious face, Ye Lingshuang asked in a cold voice: "I'm not fair, why are you here?"

Lu Buping bowed to Ye Lingshuang, then glanced at Gu Xun, who was a demon cultivator, and said, "Master Sword Master is waiting for you in the hall."

"Master Sword Master?"

Ye Lingshuang's expression became more and more cold. He looked at Gu Xun who was smiling all over his face, and then at Lu Buping who had a complex expression, and took a deep breath.

He slowly retracted the sword into its sheath.

The remaining sword intent burst out from the mouth of the scabbard, leaving dozens of finger-deep cracks on the ground at Gu Xun's feet, but did not hurt Gu Xun himself.

"It seems that during my absence, many things happened in Daojian Mountain."

Ye Lingshuang looked at Gu Yan, but asked Lu Buping: "Buping, does the old sword master know about the demon cultivator?"

Lu Buping pondered for a while, then nodded: "Master Sword Master knows."

"yes."

Ye Lingshuang glanced at Gu Xun proudly, turned around and walked towards Lu Buping without saying anything.

He looked at Lu Buping indifferently: "I need an explanation."

As a member of Daojian Mountain, Ye Lingshuang could not accept the fact that Daojian Mountain and Wanmo Liyuan coexisted.

Lu Buping lowered his head slightly, facing Ye Lingshuang's indifferent eyes, he could only say: "Let's go to the main hall first... Lord Sword Master is waiting for us."

"..."

Seeing Lu Buping's gloomy expression, Ye Lingshuang's face became gloomy again.

He turned sideways and glanced at Gu Xun contemptuously: "I hope it's not your fault, otherwise you won't live long."

Faced with Ye Lingshuang's harsh words, Gu Yan just shrugged his shoulders: "Don't be too prejudiced among young people, we Wan Mo Li Yuan have already become good~"

"Congliang?" Ye Lingshuang sneered as if hearing a big joke: "Then what are you doing in Baihua City? Killing people to drink blood or refining bones?"

Gu Xun smiled: "You may not believe it, but I'm here to farm."

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