At the same time, at the foot of Ganziyuan Mountain, Wei Yuan looked up at the mountainside where the sword intent was full of sharpness, raised his eyebrows, gnawed the candied haws in his hand, and began to climb the mountain along the mountain road.

The reason why that sword sound aroused Wei Yuan's interest was not because Gu Ping'an had been in seclusion for four years and had a talent like jumping from the first realm of Duanchen to the upper realm of Wugui, but because of that sword intent.

That sword intent has entered the Tao, which is not something that ordinary people can do. And most importantly, Wei Yuan felt a familiar breath from that sword intent. It was this breath that made Wei Yuan interested.

The moment Wei Yuan walked outside the cave on the mountainside, Zuo Ci was defeated, and he could not stop the three swords, and Gu Ping'an was obviously merciful, otherwise even a sword would be enough to seriously injured him.

Zuo Ci knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with his hands, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his sword was already stuck in the distance.

"I originally thought that even if I couldn't fight with you, I could block ten swords even if I could not do it."

Zuo Ci spitted a mouthful of blood foam, smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that I could not even block the three swords."

"That's right, your swordsmanship seems to have changed a little compared to four years ago. Is there any adventure?"

Gu Ping'an spoke unexpectedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the crowd of people watching the battle in the distance.

"Look, Wei Jianshou, Wei Jianshou is here!"

"What! Let's see, hey! It's true!"

"This trip is worth it, this trip is worth it!"

In an instant, everyone turned their attention to the Wei Jianshou who was shocked as soon as he arrived, and he seemed indifferent to the war here.

As for Wei Yuan's funny look at the hand and string of candied haws at this time, in the eyes of this group of people, it was also a very chic style.

"Zuo Ci, you are really overestimating your abilities. Do you really want those little swords that you have learned to compete with this person?"

Wei Yuan ate the last hawthorn and threw the bamboo stick at random.

He walked to Zuo Ci and handed the other party another string of candied haws that had not been able to finish his mouth. He asked with a smile, "Why didn't you see that guy Li Ergou and Ke Qilu?"

Zuo Ci wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, took the candied haws in a daze, and replied, "They seem to be in seclusion, but they will be out of seclusion in the next few days. Wei Jianshou doesn't have to worry."

Wei Yuan nodded and asked again, "Where is Yan Qingjun?"

"He has already set out to Jidaozhou, saying that he wants to worship your Tianzang Sect."

The two of them simply ignored Gu Ping'an who had just left the seclusion, and Gu Ping'an seemed not angry. They stood aside and listened quietly, but the doubts in their eyes could not be gone.

After finding the gap between the two people's words, Gu Ping'an asked, "Sword Head?"

Isn’t the sword head in the world Liu Anzhi, the master of the mountain in Xiliangbei Mountain?"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, and then they looked at Gu Ping'an, who had been in seclusion for four years and had no idea of ​​the changes in the world.

Although Zuo Ci was defeated by Gu Ping'an, the two were just a discussion, and they were both students of the Imperial College, so there was no hatred.

Seeing Gu Ping'an's puzzled look, he couldn't help but answer the question, "More than half a year ago, Wei Jianshou had already defeated Master Liu Shan and won the titles of the Ruzi Niu and the Jianshou."

Hearing this, Gu Ping'an immediately looked at Wei Yuan with surprise, "Looking at you being about the same age as me, you can defeat Master Liu Shan, this is probably unrealistic."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?

Want to fight?"

"That's the point!"

Gu Ping'an nodded slightly.

As soon as this said, everyone present took a breath of cold air. Even Zuo Ci was shocked. He hurriedly whispered to Gu Ping'an, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't make things boring. This guy is so heartless. He may not even use a sword to kill people."

Although Zuo Ci lowered his voice, Wei Yuan still heard it. He raised his eyebrows, "Be careful when speaking. It's not bad to fight with ordinary people. But this person has the best sword intent and is the best state of Wudi, so I naturally dare not underestimate him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to get excited.

Gu Ping'an, who has been in seclusion for four years, is about to fight against the sword head of the world. This scene is not something you can encounter at any time. It seems that today is here.

"That's offensive!"

After saying a word, Gu Ping'an's long sword was crossed, and his feet were leaping towards Wei Yuan like a tiger. The sword intent was swept around the sword's edge, and a breath of impure and impure upper realm came to his face.

Zuo Ci hurriedly withdrew dozens of feet and watched the battle with the crowd around him. He might not know the height of Wei Yuan's swordsmanship, but he knew that it was as high as the sky. Even if he was bystanders, he would probably benefit him a lot.

Looking at Wei Yuan again, facing the sword that was slashing, feeling the sword intent and familiar aura in the sword edge, his mouth curled slightly and chuckled, "It's really you..." As he said that, Wei Yuan did not dare to be negligent at all. While retreating, he pulled out the ox from his waist, turned around and slashed upwards, revealing his sharpness.

Two sword lights slashed together in front of everyone's eyes. In an instant, a gust of wind scattered and spread out. Everyone around them stretched out the spiritual barrier and tried their best to resist. Otherwise, a large area might have been blown away with just one wind scattered.

After a sword, the two of them quickly retreated several feet, and after a moment of pause, they rushed out again at the same time. Another sword, one horizontally and one vertically, and the wind scattered out from the hillside of Qianziyuan. The onlookers could no longer resist the strong wind and all fled in various ways.

This huge movement naturally attracted the attention of the Imperial College teachers. Yang Zidao and Pei Gongran quickly rushed to the mountainside and looked at the two figures that were stirring up the wind and rain on the mountainside with a confused look on their faces.

Yang Zidao was out of reach and grabbed Zuo Ci's neckline who was still on the scene and refused to leave. He asked angrily, "Explain to me what these two little ancestors want to do?

Will this Qianziyuan be demolished?"

Pei Gongran beside him shouted with pain, "Stop beating, don't beating, there are still many precious herbs growing in the mountains, and you will have to finish playing now."

Zuo Ci looked innocent and spread his hands, "Two Siyes, I can't beat these two people at my level. Even if I want to stop them, I'm still powerless."

Yang Zidao threw him away in anger and roared at the mountainside of the Qianziyuan, "Stop it all, otherwise don't blame me for being so bad!"

But what people didn't expect was that the two little ancestors who were fighting were rising and ignored him at all. They were so happy when they were going back and forth.
Chapter completed!