Since ancient times, the martial arts world has always been led by two major organizations, one is the Wulin Alliance, and the other is the Demon Sect.
One of them is good and the other is evil, they are the enemies of life and death.
But there are always exceptions to everything. In addition to the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult, there are also third-party forces.
The towering sword pavilion shines with divine light.
It is talking about the third party force that does not belong to the two parties of good and evil - Jiange.
According to the records of every generation of Jianghu Baixiaosheng, any descendant of Jiange who is born will surely sweep the world of martial arts, dominate the world, and have no rival.
The descendants of this generation of Jiange are named Yunxiao, which means Yun Shang Jiuxiao.
As soon as Yunxiao was born, he killed the evil Huang Feng Three Evils, causing trouble for the Dawang Village. The most talked-about thing is that he was ordered by his master to go to the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Sect General Altar, and to fight with the Wulin Alliance leader and the Demon Sect respectively.
In the battle between the leader and the leader, he actually ended up tied with the top masters of both good and evil paths.
You know, he is only twenty-five years old this year.
The descendants are so powerful, and the legendary master of the sword pavilion is even more fascinating.
The name of Jiange instantly silenced everyone in the martial arts world.
If a random martial arts person were present and heard the words "Jian Ge Heir", he would either be in deep admiration or lose his mind.
It's a pity that Su Zhan's understanding of this world only comes from the memory of the original owner.
But as the original owner is an unsociable little beggar, it would be strange if she knew what Jiange was.
Su Zhan just wanted to find a sect to learn martial arts, so he said without hesitation, "Master Yun, are Jiange still accepting people? What do you think of me?"
Yun Xiao said calmly, "The rules of Jiange are that only one disciple can be accepted in a generation."
The implication is that this generation already has him, so no one else will be accepted.
Su Zhan "..."
Su Zhan pretended not to hear the meaning of his words, "It's okay, I don't care. The rules are also made by people, can't they just be changed?"
This time, Yun Xiao was speechless. He wondered whether this person really didn't hear his polite refusal, or was just being thick-skinned.
The two stared at each other for a moment, then Yunxiao sighed silently and walked away without saying a word.
If he stayed with Su Zhan again, he was really afraid that he would be persuaded by her.
"If you really want to become the disciple of Jiange, go to Changliu Mountain and find an old man. Just persuade him."
Instead of having a headache here, it is better to let the master take the headache away.
Yunxiao, who cheated his master even with his life, silently gave himself a thumbs up.
After leaving these words, he left in a hurry, his back running away as if he was afraid of being called out.
Changliu Mountain, what kind of place is that? There is no such place in the memory of the original owner.
Su Zhan looked at the other party's back in confusion as he left gracefully, "Master, you haven't told me where Changliu Mountain is yet, and you just ran away like this?"
"Alas." Su Zhan sighed for a moment, then poked the white wolf squatting beside him, "Let's go and find Changliu Mountain."
After Su Zhan and Bai Lang left, Yun Xiao's figure suddenly appeared again, and he pondered for a moment.
Changliu Mountain is an inaccessible place, and this strange man might not be able to find it at all, but why was he still so frightened?
He stood there for a moment, and when he noticed the surge of air behind him, Yunxiao's expression calmed down and became expressionless.
"Yunlang." A soft and timid female voice sounded behind him.
Yun Xiao turned back expressionlessly, and the man in black was carrying the sedan chair, and he looked straight at the sedan chair.
"Yunlang, why are you looking at me like this? I'm really embarrassed to death." If he hadn't appeared in this wilderness and just listened to the words of the person in the sedan, I'm afraid I could have imagined a love story.
"Master Hehuan Palace, we are not that familiar yet." Yun Xiao was not confused by the soft voice at all.
So you don’t want to be called Yunlang Yunlang. What if others misunderstand that I know you well?
Of course, these are not the point. The point is - being called this by a man really puts a lot of pressure on him.
"I hate it, Yun Lang knows that I treat you..." The last word was drawn out, and the unfinished words were arousing people's imagination.
"Haha." What happened today? I encountered some strange things.
Yun Xiao knew that he was not good at arguing, but the man in the sedan was best at making jokes.
If ten more people come, they won't be able to take advantage verbally.
But it doesn't matter, he's not good at arguing, as long as he's good at one thing.
There was a brush sound, and a cold light flashed through. Yunxiao stood with a sword in his hand. The sedan that had just been intact in front of him split into two halves. The cut was smooth and flat. It was his sword that split it into two halves.
However, Yun Xiao did not relax his vigilance because he knew that the Lord of Hehuan Palace had not been hit by him.
"I'll do it as soon as I say it, but I won't show any mercy at all. Enemy, isn't your heart made of iron?" A resentful voice sounded from behind Yunxiao.
Although he doesn't like the character of the Lord of Hehuan Palace, the opponent's strength is worthy of being the number one person under the leader of the Demon Cult.
The demon sect is headed by the leader of the demon sect, and there are three branches of the demon sect, among which Hehuan Palace is the most feared.
The name of the Lord of Hehuan Palace is not known, so people in the world have always referred to him as the Lord of Hehuan Palace.
In addition to his strong martial arts skills, the most feared thing about the Master of Hehuan Palace is that he is obviously a man, but he behaves like a little girl and always speaks in various ambiguous ways, which makes people's hair stand on end, even if he is a member of the Demon Cult. He also kept silent about it.
The reason why Yun Xiao came to this mountain was because of a commission asking him to kill the Lord of Hehuan Palace.
But in the other person's mouth, it was as if they were the children of an affair, which made Yun Xiao feel uncomfortable all over.
Yunxiao didn't even look back, and the sword in his hand slashed backwards like a dragon.
The Lord of Hehuan Palace quickly left Yunxiao's attack range, and just as he was about to say a few more words of teasing, he saw Yunxiao suddenly turn around, and then the sky was full of sword lights attacking him.
With a muffled groan, the Lord of Hehuan Palace covered the wound on his abdomen and smiled softly, "As expected of a descendant of Jiange, it is not appropriate to fight again today. Let's have a good competition next time."
The words "competition" were emphasized by him, and since he was exuding some kind of invitation all the time, these two serious words suddenly changed their meaning when they came out of his mouth.
Yun Xiao narrowed his eyes and was about to finish his attack when the men in black who had been standing by him doing nothing since just now suddenly surrounded him.
The Master of Hehuan Palace took this opportunity to use Qinggong to escape. Yunxiao calmly said to the people in black surrounding him, "Get out of the way."
How could the men in black listen to him? If they rush now, the worst possible outcome is death. But if they retreat, endless torture awaits them.
After all, this is the usefulness of people like them.
Yunxiao stood the sword in front of him, and his body fluttered for a second. When he stood still again, all the men in black around him fell to the ground, and a blood streak appeared in their throats.
