The waterfall cliff, a water curtain that flows like the water from the sky and the river flows into a smooth mirror, turning the originally clear water horns below into a smooth mirror, almost as smooth as the clear water waves.

The deafening sound of the waterfall flowing and falling almost never stopped for a moment, making people feel bored and depressed, as if there was a mouthful of anger accumulated in their hearts, and they were eager to vent.

It has mountains and water, and the natural atmosphere is rich, which is excellent.

However, if the mountains are steep and the water flows are shaking, it is definitely not a good place to live.

Before Xiang Yang came to the Waterfall Cliff, he followed Master Liu to meet many sword masters, with a very unique temperament.

It is as scorching as fire, as cold as ice, or as poisonous snakes hidden among the grass that make people stand up, or it is like the king of beasts, full of domineering spirit.

Different swordsmen, with the same profound attainments, are masters who can be famous when they get to the outside world. At this time, they are willing to bury them in the mountains and practice hard, which makes Xiang Yang look forward to what kind of style the master of the Sword Palace, Jian Chi.

The flowers and plants are fragrant, and thick trees are formed into forests. A small figure of a man standing in the air between the reefs and rocks that have been forever. From a distance, it seems that he is hanging upside down in the middle of a waterfall.

"That is the Lord of my Sword Palace, and one of the two masters of my sword and Liuliu Kaifeng Gate. Senior, I can only bring you here."

After coming here, Master Liu finally broke free from the unsolvable depression and irritability, calmed down his mood, bowed to the figure far away with longing, and then said to Xiang Yang.

"The bones are sharp and the sword eyes are shining brightly. Jian Chi Fruit is worthy of being a famous master. He is born with a sword bone, and is outstanding and can be seen at a glance."

Xiang Yang looked around and couldn't see the person, but he could not help but slam the high five and praise him again. This was the second time today.

In his eyes, the person in the waterfall was no longer a human form, but a sword that was hard-working and waiting for the final transformation.

Unlike his achievements that gradually cultivated from the roots and bones of acquired mortals, this person is born with a sword bone. He has brought it from his mother's womb. He practices sword skills with half the effort, which is far beyond the martial arts of other paths of cultivation.

Such people are what the saying goes, martial arts genius, or even the reincarnation of a powerful master, so that they have such talent.

It was related to the palace master, Master Liu did not dare to answer, but just bowed to Xiang Yang, and the rest had nothing to do with him anymore.

As for the good or bad persons from Xiang Yang, it is no longer important, because if even the sword cynic cannot resist such masters, what can these people do?

"Xiang Yang in Kangzhou visited the Lord of the Sword Palace, Jianniang, and he was polite."

This time it was not for provocation or seeking revenge, but for serious competition. The etiquette was certain, otherwise the competition would be a life-and-death duel. Xiang Yang was not afraid of trouble, but he would never want to cause trouble.

"The eight leaves of Xiangyang, Kangzhou, died at your hands. Good methods are indeed qualified to discuss the Taoist and heavenly beings with my brothers.

Friend, please come here.”

In the waterfall, the figure was still motionless, but a gentle and golden sound wave spread out, spreading on the edge of the cliff, making Xiang Yang hear clearly and not disturbed by the heavy blows from the waterfall falling to the ground.

Xiang Yang committed suicide by Baye. After leaving, he showed his identity and did not think about hiding. Therefore, he was not surprised that the other party could break his identity.

Kashyapa Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Kangzhou. The Venerable Kashyapa is the most powerful god. As the combat power second only to Kashyapa, Baye is naturally also attracting much attention and enjoys a high reputation in Kangzhou martial arts world.

Xiang Yang killed him, and his name spread through the sects of the Kuhai lineage. In a short period of time, he spread to the nine counties of Kangzhou. In the martial arts world, from the sect leaders and sects of famous sects to the third-rate warriors who were engaged in retail investors, he could be said to be aware of them, and they all knew them.

It can be said that Xiang Yang's reputation in Kangzhou is now not inferior to his native hometown Yongzhou. His reputation in Yongzhou has been achieved through hard work for nearly ten years since his debut.

From this we can see that the fastest way to make a name for the world and spread the reputation of the martial arts world is to step on the shoulders of the older generation of famous top masters.

Xiang Yang's black hair was loose, and he stepped on the soft sand and soil under his feet. He approached the waterfall step by step. He gradually saw the sword crazy standing in the air in the middle.

Putting aside the sword bones of spiritual perception, Jian Chi is really a very charming person.

With a medium figure, a straight facial features, and a white dress like snow, Xiang Yang thought of Chu Canglan, a genius master who died indirectly at his hands, and was also full of energy.

Unlike Chu Canglan, the person in front of him exudes a sense of steadiness from the inside out. One or two failures of strikes are not enough to defeat such a veteran expert.

Failed? When he was young, Jian Chi had already lost many times, but he was not discouraged or discouraged. Instead, he was diligent in learning from the experience and lessons, accumulating little by little, and making progress again and again, finally turning him into a master with few defeats.

The other party is in a very profound state, like a sword but not a sword, like a human being, it is the unique sword-like realm that can be understood by the help of a natural sword bone.

The realm of Xiang Yang is a knife, and the knife is a human is obvious, or it can be said to be completely different, but it has unique mystery. It is difficult to distinguish the true height at a glance, and it must be judged before you can know it after a contest.

What made Xiang Yang's eyes even more stagnant was the environment around Jianzi.

Hanging between the waterfalls, the waterfall above flows downward, but is evaporated by a majestic and powerful sword energy, turning into curling clouds and smoke evaporates into the air of the waterfall cliff, turning into clouds and water vapor, waiting for the heavy rain to come.

In the pool where water waves are endless, a water column that rotates like a thick dragon body is pulled by inexplicable force, violating the natural law of water flowing to the lower place and is held at the foot of Jian Chih.

Then it wraps around the body for a while and then goes downstream, forming a cycle of repetition. As long as the sword fool is not exhausted, he will never stop.

The sword maniac in the middle was clean and tidy, without any appearance of being wet or being stained with water vapor.

Not only is he good at cultivation, but he is also a rare figure with strong combat power.

"The Palace Master is good at cultivating. Xiang is a straight-minded person and does not go around in circles. This is to compete with skills and to improve the level. I also ask the Palace Master to give me advice."

At this moment, Xiang Yang saw the sword skills and attainments of Jian Crazy, the master of the Sword Palace, but still did not retreat.

He is not afraid that the other party is not strong enough, but he is afraid that the other party is not strong enough.

"Great charity, searching for Kangzhou everywhere, but there are no more than eight people who discuss the truth with me. Xiang Yang is the ninth person, so let's come."

Xiang Yang was quick to speak quickly, and Jian Chi was not an indecisive person. He said with a warlike heart.
Chapter completed!