To the north of the Iron Arm Monkey Mountain, on the top of the mountain.

Wang Yan, the fourth generation leader of the Taixu Sword Sect, held a thousand-mile mirror in his hand and watched the battle on the top of the Iron-arm Monkey Mountain dozens of miles away. His eyes turned as the white-clothed swordsman turned, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

The battle at Iron Arm Monkey Mountain lasted for three days.

Wang Yan watched this mountain top for three days.

I have always wanted to see the style of uncle's master when he transformed into the "Gentleman Sword", but this time I finally got what I wanted.

"The bright phoenix looks and the floating fairy spirit."

"No wonder it makes countless heroic and famous ladies admire it."

The dew wet the clothes and it was a little cool. Wang Yan's true energy shook, the fog steeped, and the wetness disappeared. After moving his arms a little, he raised the Qianli Mile Mile to see.

This time.

It happened to be Chen Jichuan taking turns to play.

The uncle's sword appeared like a dragon, which was different from those other masters who were careful and trembling.

He dared to use his sword, either to pick or thrust, to thrust or hit, all of which are based on his heart. His cultivation is slightly lower and his level is slightly worse. He can't tell which is stronger or the Iron Arm Monkey King.

Wang Yan couldn't see it either.

She only felt that the uncle was so powerful that he was more relaxed and more comfortable than those masters.

Watch quietly.

Suddenly, Wang Yan frowned slightly, and was a little surprised: "Why have you been fighting for so long?"

Although she wanted to watch the battle of uncle's junior teacher for a while, she also knew that the Iron Arm Monkey King was powerful.

The sect leader and dozens of other masters were besieged, but he could not take it for a while, so he could only fight and grind it in the situation of wheel battles.

According to the rules of the previous three days, Chen Jichuan's battle was obviously timed out.

"Is it because no one goes for him?"

"Someone wants to frame the uncle of the junior teacher?!"

Wang Yan's heart was shocked.

Only then did I remember the sect leader Yang Xiong.

The sect leader knew his true identity, so how could he be framed?

So he quickly turned his gaze slightly and found Yang Xiong.

As soon as I moved over, I happened to see the sect leader raising his eyebrows, smiling and extremely happy and self-suppressing expression on his face.

"this"

"What did he laugh at?"

Wang Yan's heart was in a mess, and thousands of thoughts flashed in an instant, and then a lightning flashed through his mind, and it became clear in an instant.

"Yes!"

"The uncle of the junior master is extremely beautiful and ranks tenth in the sky list, far surpassing the sect leader. The position of the sect leader will sooner or later be lost. He is going to take the opportunity to kill the uncle with the iron-armed Monkey King. No one will threaten his position by the time of the time!"

"Others don't know the true identity of the uncle, and they are all defeated players under the uncle. They are inevitably resentful. There is absolutely a reason to join forces and deliberately cheat them!"

The more Wang Yan thought about it, the more he became, the more angry he became.

She didn't expect that Yang Xiong, the old man, was so sinister, cunning and vicious. No wonder there was no real genius in the Taixu Sword Sect over the years.

Before her junior uncle, Li Qingshan was not bad, but he was tied up by Yang Xiong with his daughter and became his own family, so he naturally would not be afraid of it.

But uncle is different!

"I'm not dead!"

"I'm not dead!"

Wang Yan was both anxious and restless, angry and hated.

It was as anxious as an ant on the hot pan, and I wished I could put my wings on and fly directly over.

But she knows.

With her strength, once she runs over, it will basically be a word of death. Even if she luckily breaks through the blockade of the iron-armed monkey group and runs to the mountain, it will only become a drag on the junior uncle.

Maybe the uncle who could have escaped would be killed by her.

"what to do?"

Wang Yan tried hard to calm himself down, holding a thousand-mile mirror, and then went to see the uncle of the junior master, and then observed Yang Xiong's old immortality. At the same time, he saw the masters and masters on the top of the Iron Arm Monkey Mountain.

Calm down with the force.

Wang Yan gradually realized something was wrong.

She saw the smile on Yang Xiong's face flashing, and she became astonished and frowned.

Wang Yan can understand this.

It's just a show.

I was worried that someone would blame his uncle for his death afterwards and would make him a reputation for being unkind and unrighteous.

But what happened to others?

"These people"

When Wang Yan saw that the mountain top, dozens of masters were counted and one of them were shocked and frowned, as if something was about to happen.

"All of them are drama masters?"

"Is it worth it?"

Wang Yan was suspicious and turned his gaze back to the uncle.

Now I finally saw the clue

"Uncle Master is pressing against the Iron Arm Monkey King?"

Wang Yan looked at it for three days, and when he saw others fighting with the Iron-armed Monkey King, it was obvious that the Iron-armed Monkey King had the upper hand.

Only the uncle of the junior master took action, she couldn't tell the difference.

But this time she saw it clearly.

The Iron-armed Monkey King was exhausted and was beaten by the junior master and retreated repeatedly. He was in a hurry and completely fell into sword lights and fell into the rhythm of the junior master.

Moreover, as the sword moves swept across, the gap is becoming more obvious. There are also obvious sword marks on the body, and more injuries are becoming more and more.

"this"

Wang Yan was completely confused.

...

Iron-arm Monkey Mountain top.

Yang Xiong didn't know that he had just been insulted by one of the top genius disciples as "Immortal".

"Breakthrough at the last minute!"

A joy flashed across his face.

Then, like everyone else, they frowned, and seemed unwilling to do so, as if they were unwilling to do so, as if they were envious, jealous and hated.

But in secret, he was ready to help at any time in case a breakthrough was disrupted.

Fortunately.

At this breakthrough, no one dares to do anything randomly. Otherwise, if not, Chen Jichuan will eventually make a breakthrough. Facing a grandmaster, there will be only a dead end.

No matter how jealous you are, no one will joke about your life.

At this time, Yang Xiong couldn't help but be glad, but fortunately Chen Jichuan broke through as the "Gentleman Sword".

Just a genius casual cultivator, even if he becomes a virtual realm, as long as he does not make enemies or make enemies, it is not a big problem, and there is no competition between him or her.

But if they know that this "gentleman sword" is the "black whirlwind" of the past, others dare not say it, but Wuyun Sect, the Spring Silkworm Gate must be inserted and tried their best to stop it.

I was nervous and looking forward to it.

In the array.

Chen Jichuan's heart moves at will, and the sword moves at will, concentrating the strength of his whole body, all concentrated in the Dantian, and then

boom!

Breaking out suddenly.

Holding the elixir and sitting on the hips will concentrate the essence, energy, spirit, blood, marrow and plasma in the whole body, just like the beginning of Hongmeng.

Cultivation has increased rapidly.

All over his body was baptized.

Chen Jichuan passed by a sword faster than the sword, and the sword technique came from the heart. The force contained in each sword was also rising like a little.
To be continued...