"Brother Xiao Fan." At this time, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old came to Li Fan. He was the boy who had quarreled with Xiao Qi when Li Shan tried his sword. Taiwan Novel Network→🆃🆆🅺♦🅽.🅲♦🅼 "Why are you here?" Li Fan said in surprise when he saw the young man. "My talent is good, isn't it?" the young man said proudly. "But you were handsome on Mount Li yesterday." Li Fan glared at him. "Of course, Fairy Ye is more handsome." The young man turned back and glanced at Ye Qinghuang, his face full of admiration. "It's Uncle Ye." Li Fan corrected. "I just like to call Fairy Ye." The young man said, "I don't know who can marry Fairy Ye as my wife in the future. If it's me, it's worth dying." "puff……"
The young man was kicked down by Li Fan. "Why are you kicking me?" The young man turned back and glared at Li Fan. "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up." Li Fan said. "Hey, do you have an idea?" The young man looked at Li Fan with a smile: "I'm afraid I don't have the ability." "When I came here, I passed by the blacksmith shop and saw your father. I turned around and told Uncle Yang that you didn't practice well in the mountains and thought about men and women all day long." Li Fan threatened. "When did I think about men and women??" The young man glared at Li Fan. The boy's name is Yang Qingshan, and he is the son of the blacksmith in the village. Those who are familiar with Li Fan in Lishan are all from Lishan Village. Others are less familiar with it. Of course, many people recognize Li Fan. Especially what happened yesterday, I'm afraid everyone in Lishan will recognize him now. Therefore, many pairs of eyes were looking at Li Fan at this time. When Yang Qingshan saw Li Fan looking at him with a smile, he scratched his head as if his thoughts had been read. "Okay, I won't brag to you anymore. I don't dare to think about it, Fairy Ye. My goal is there." As he spoke, he nodded in one direction. Li Fan: "?" You're really good at it. He said it casually and it hit the mark. Is this kid less than fifteen years old? ? Following his gaze, Li Fan's gaze fell in one direction and he saw a stunning woman sitting on a rock.
The woman was wearing a green dress, sitting there quietly, the hem of her skirt was spread on the stone, and there was sword intent flowing around her body. Lu Yuan! As if she noticed something, Lu Yuan opened her eyes and glanced towards Li Fan. She saw her long eyebrows like willows, black hair like waterfalls, and delicate face like frost, giving people a sense of distance. Lu Yuan glanced at him, then turned his gaze back and continued practicing without any distractions. "Look, she looked at me just now. She must be interested in me." When the young man saw Lu Yuan glance at him, he suddenly became excited and his heart beat faster. Li Fan glanced at him and couldn't bear to be shocked. Young people are always full of fantasy. I'm afraid this kid has no hope. "Lu Yuan, do you recognize her? She is the most beautiful woman in Lishan." Yang Qingshan's eyes were fascinated and he added: "Your senior sister does not count." Fairy Ye is a fairy, not a human being. Therefore, his Lu Yuan from Lishan is the most beautiful. "Xiao Fan, do you think that if I marry her home, my father will not be able to wake up laughing in his dreams?" Yang Qingshan said. "You should wake up with a smile..." Li Fan said, he was indeed dreaming. "Just now, Lu Yuan has succeeded in asking for swordsmanship. An ancestor from Lishan passed down the swordsmanship to him." Yang Qingshan asked: "Is my future daughter-in-law good at it?" Li Fan no longer wants to pay attention to him. Compared to the bad people at the bottom of the mountain, the people who leave the mountain are too simple... "However, my opponent is also very powerful." The young man looked at a boulder next to Lu Yuan. There was a young man sitting there, about seventeen years old, with an aura of vigor on his body. "Xie Can, a genius sword cultivator from Lishan Jianfeng. Not long after he arrived, he also succeeded in asking for swordsmanship." The young man looked at Xie Can as if he were a love rival. "What about you, have you succeeded in asking the sword?" Li Fan looked at the young man and asked. "Me?" Yang Qingshan scratched his head: "I've just started, don't worry, just tell me whether Lu Yuan is good-looking or not?" "It's okay." Li Fan responded, unable to bear the blow to the young man. What does good looks have to do with you? "Junior brother, what are you talking about so happily?" Ye Qinghuang's voice came from above behind him. "Fairy Ye." Yang Qingshan shrank his head and said without looking back: "Xiao Fan, then I'm going to ask about swordsmanship." As he spoke, he jumped off the boulder at Li Fan's feet. "Senior sister, I also want to ask about swords." Being caught by the senior sister, Li Fan turned around and said awkwardly, then sat on the boulder and closed his eyes. Lishan Sword Valley, when the consciousness enters it, the sword of Sword Valley can sense it, thereby establishing a connection and asking about the sword. Li Fan closed his eyes, and his consciousness drifted into the sword wall in the sword valley. Li Fan's consciousness sensed many different sword intentions from those sharp swords inserted into the stone wall.
Every sword seems to be alive. Each of these swords represents an ancestor from Lishan. For thousands of years, whenever there are demons and demons in trouble, Lishan Great Sword Cultivator will come out of the mountain to kill demons. After death, the sword returns to Lishan. There was a sword that sensed Li Fan's consciousness, and then quietly stepped away, ignoring it. After that, the second sword, the third sword... were all like this. Li Fan suddenly felt a little disappointed. These swords were unwilling to respond to him. Are you going to disappoint the old blind man and senior sister? Time passed little by little, and Li Fan didn't want to disappoint his senior sister. He took the initiative to try to establish contact with the sword, but after the sword sensed his consciousness, he fell silent. Li Fan tried for a long time and asked about many swords, but it still didn't work. He opened his eyes and glanced in other directions, only to see a sword clanging on the stone wall, with sword intent flowing towards Lu Yuan's body. Lu Yuan, Wenjian succeeded again. "The second sword." Many people in Sword Valley looked at Lu Yuan. "I'm done." At this time, a voice of surprise came, and Yang Qingshan jumped up happily, turned back to look at Li Fan and said, "Brother Xiao Fan, I succeeded." "Uncle Yang will be happy for you." Li Fan responded with a smile, but he felt a little disappointed in his heart. It seems that he wants to disappoint his senior sister. There is a demonic aura in his body. These ancestors can sense it and are unwilling to pass on the sword. He turned back to look at Ye Qinghuang. Ye Qinghuang, who was sitting above, opened his eyes and said softly: "Xiaofan, it's okay." With that said, she stood up, took a step forward, and stood in front of the Sword Valley. A blazing flame appeared in her pupils, and her eyelashes were illuminated fiery red. Her pupils became brighter and brighter. The temperature of the sword valley suddenly rose sharply, and all the disciples felt a stream of hot air. "boom……" A terrifying stream of flames swept out and continued to extend towards the Sword Valley, covering the entire Lishan Sword Valley in an instant. This flame flow rushed upwards, the mountain walls were burned red, red clouds appeared in the sky, and the entire Sword Valley was burning. All Lishan disciples were shocked. They all looked in the direction of Ye Qinghuang. They saw flame airflow surrounding Ye Qinghuang's body. Behind her, flame feathers appeared and slowly It opened wider and wider, covering the sky and the sun. Everyone's heartbeats were racing as they stared at the huge figure slowly floating in the air. Along with a loud phoenix cry, the sky above Sword Valley was dyed red. Above the Sword Valley, a phoenix was suspended there, which was shocking. The phoenix shadow also appeared in Ye Qinghuang's eyes.
In an instant, the entire Lishan Sword Valley was filled with countless sword chants, and the sword intent broke through the sky. "Junior Ye Qinghuang, please give me the opportunity to learn swordsmanship from all Lishan seniors." Ye Qinghuang spoke, but the Lishan disciples in Sword Valley were as silent as cicadas. "Ye Qinghuang, you are too presumptuous." An angry voice came, and then there was a terrifying sword energy filling the Sword Valley. Above the Sword Valley, Wu Tong walked to the position in front of Ye Qinghuang and stared at Ye Qinghuang's back below, burning with anger. This place is the holy land of Mount Li. Ye Qinghuang looked back at Wu Tong. The shadow of the phoenix surrounded her body. The phoenix shadow appeared in her eyes. The phoenix above the sword valley made a phoenix sound as if it was alive. "Uncle Master, although I don't know what grudges you have with Master, Xiaofan and I have always respected you and called you Uncle Master. Most of the Lishan disciples were victims of demons, and Xiaofan suffered even more. Even with this beheading The Lishan Holy Land where demons and demons are slain are all biased, but has Xiaofan ever done anything to feel sorry for Lishan?" Ye Qinghuang said slowly. "As a disciple of Lishan, he is also a swordsman. If he is not talented enough and fails to ask for swords, I have nothing to say. But all the swords in the mountain are from my ancestors of Lishan, why don't you even give him a chance? The Dali Dynasty is decayed, and a sword is needed from Lishan, but Lishan is also so decayed, what is the use of Lishan in this world? " After saying that, she looked at Jiangu again: "People outside are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but Lishan learns quickly. My younger junior brother has been up the mountain since he was a child. Is he a disciple of Lishan? Is he a sword cultivator from Lishan?" "The imperial court and various sects are already on the way. There are rumors from the outside that Lishan is about to collapse. If this is the case, it will collapse. If Lishan is like this, I will send Lishan away." After Ye Qinghuang finished speaking, the whole mountain was silent. All the disciples who left the mountain stood up, feeling shocked in their hearts. For that young man, Ye Qinghuang wanted to betray the mountain? "Senior Sister!" Li Fan shouted, looking at Senior Sister, he saw Ye Qinghuang's ears and hair moving in the wind, his eyes firm. From the peaks of Lishan Mountain, figures shot towards this side quickly. Wu Tong was so angry that he stared at Ye Qinghuang and said angrily: "Ye Qinghuang, don't you think that I dare not touch your senior sister and brother?" "You try?" A dull sound came from the sky, and the wind and clouds above Lishan Mountain were changing, and sword energy was flowing. Everyone looked up at the sky, looking at the billowing sword intent suppressed in the sky above Mount Li. "Old blind man." Li Fan looked up at the sky and heard the old blind man's voice. Wu Tong also raised his head, furious, and said: "What, you Lishan traitor, are you planning to move Lishan this time?" "Since you called me a traitor, it doesn't matter if you rebel again." The voice fell again, still strong. There were sounds falling on Lishan Sword Valley one after another, and they all looked up to the sky, their eyes moved. From a distance, another sword was shot. It was a figure in white, like a sharp sword, hanging above the sword valley, with murderous intent blazing on his body. "Ruyu, come down." Wu Tong looked at Wen Ruyu and said. "Senior sister is right. I seek a fair chance for my junior brother. If I fail, I will have no complaints. But if Lishan rots, I will no longer be a disciple of Lishan from now on." Wen Ruyu spoke loudly.