Baifeng mountain towered into the clouds. At least standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Sanjin needed to raise his head to bring the whole mountain into his eyes. Zhao Sanjin, who was just ready to show his Xuanjin strength to go up the mountain, was stopped by Dongfang Haotian and said with a smile: "out of respect, don't use the strength in your body. This is the basic etiquette for entering other mountain gates."

Zhao Sanjin nodded and could understand, but he still couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and the steps under his feet were still opened at once.

"Master, we are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain!" the four old people who followed Dongfang Haotian directly stopped.

"OK!" Dongfang Haotian nodded, glanced at the remaining twelve people around him, and said with a smile: "you go up the mountain with me."

The group, led by Zhao Sanjin, followed closely behind them, conquering the towering Baifeng mountain step by step.

Among the buildings on the top of the mountain, members of Baifeng mountain are carrying out morning exercises with long swords. This is their indispensable homework every day. Similarly, a woman stands proudly with a sword less than 100 meters outside the mountain gate. Before she is less than 10 meters away, a middle-aged man takes his hand on his back, looks at the woman and laughs, "younger martial sister, is this your choice?"

The woman is Lin Qingqing, and the man, Hao Ran, is Si Wenbin.

"I won't marry until I know who I am. Please don't force me!" Lin Qingqing waved his long sword and replied firmly.

"You know, this is what the master means. Don't you even listen to the master?" Si Wenbin was a little angry and looked at Lin Qingqing angrily.

"Everything else is OK, except marriage." Lin Qingqing didn't answer Si Wenbin's question positively, but his words were still firm and had no room for discussion.

"But even if it's a competition, you know very well that you will lose. Why do you have to find guilt for yourself?" Si Wenbin was a little angry. As for more, he was a little depressed. After all, he really couldn't understand Lin Qingqing's practice.

"Draw the sword, senior brother!" Lin Qingqing didn't answer Si Wenbin's question, because she couldn't tell Si Wenbin. Otherwise, not only Si Wenbin wouldn't compete with her, but even the second elder Bai Qing wouldn't agree.

For Lin Qingqing, I don't know why, in her heart, there is always a man she can't rest assured of, that is, Zhao Sanjin, who appears in her mind every night. To her, Zhao Sanjin seems to be her man.

Although she has no way to prove this problem, Lin Qingqing thinks so with a woman's third sense.

Therefore, for the love of Si Wenbin and the requirements of Bai Qing's second elder, Lin Qingqing can't agree anyway. If she can't find out her life experience, she will marry others, and Lin Qingqing would rather die.

This is the reason why Lin Qingqing insists on competing with Si Wenbin. In response, Lin Qingqing will not marry Si Wenbin. If she loses, Lin Qingqing chooses to die under Si Wenbin's sword. It can only be said that there is no second person except herself.

"Since you insist on it, I'm not sure what to say. Just now, senior brother, let you see what a real strong man is today. In front of absolute strength, any talent is illusory."

Si Wenbin didn't mean to pull out his sword, but walked slowly towards Lin Qingqing, but the momentum erupted in his body has been amazing. Only by virtue of this, Lin Qingqing has lost without exception.

Because Si Wenbin is a real strong man in the yuan infant period. Even if he is only a novice in the early Yuan infant period, he is more powerful than Lin Qingqing who has not broken through the shackles of the golden elixir period.

The next moment, Lin Qingqing waved his long sword. The fallen leaves in front of him flew away towards Si Wenbin in groups. However, the dead leaves rose from the ground, as if they had regained a new life. The leaves became extremely sharp, like sharp knives stabbing at Si Wenbin.

"Small skills of carving insects!" Si Wenbin snorted, and his body suddenly dodged. Without changing any track and being knocked off, pieces of dead leaves directly crossed Si Wenbin and nailed them on the back branches or among stones.

At this moment, Lin Qingqing's pupil contracted slightly, because she could clearly feel that at the moment when Si Wenbin avoided the dead leaves, the whole person also rushed towards Lin Qingqing with a lightning trend.

Originally, there was only a short distance of 35 meters. A random acceleration at the foot of Si Wenbin forced Lin Qingqing to step back. At this moment, even if he waved his long sword, he had no chance to show his tricks.

"Younger martial sister, I have said that in the face of absolute strength, any talent is nothingness." Si Wenbin outlined a playful smile at the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "I have to admit that you have the body of poisonous Phoenix, which makes your cultivation speed extremely amazing. I also believe that even if you are given a week, I will no longer be your opponent, but now, you still have to obediently submit to my feet!"

"Hum!" Lin Qingqing snorted softly, his face as gloomy as a watercourse: "this is the beginning. The winner is still unknown."

"OK, then I'll play with younger martial sister." Si Wenbin snorted, but his face was still so understated. In his opinion, defeating Lin Qingqing is just an easy thing. The fundamental reason why he didn't want to make a quick decision is just to let Lin Qingqing see his powerful side.

You come and go. Lin Qingqing holds a long sword, and Si Wenbin is still barehanded. However, even if Lin Qingqing has a long sword in hand, Si Wenbin can still deal with it with ease and is not afraid of a penny. Not only that, in many cases, he doesn't retreat but advances and presses Lin Qingqing step by step.

In Si Wenbin's opinion, he can fight with Lin Qingqing for a while, but he will never let himself lose, let alone let Lin Qingqing meet himself. This is the capital he pretends to force. What he has to do is to let Lin Qingqing notice his strength and see his strength.

At the next moment, Lin Qingqing forced Si Wenbin away with a sword. There was enough distance between them. Lin Qingqing suddenly shouted, "Qingling sword technique!"

This set of sword technique is the most powerful sword technique in Baifeng mountain. Of course, it is also a sword technique that ordinary people will never learn. In the whole Baifeng mountain, the new generation, those who have learned Qingling sword technique can count their hands. Although the number is small, everyone is destined to be independent in the future.

Not only the new generation, but also the old people in the sword sect. There are less than 20 people who can fully use this set of sword skills.

The more difficult it is to learn, of course, it is doomed that the power of this set of swordsmanship must be absolutely terrible. This can be seen from Si Wenbin's more dignified face.

Qingling sword, as the name suggests, the most basic requirement of his mother is to have a sword to make it come out, isn't it? In order to pretend to be forced, Si Wenbin didn't even take a sword. He was destined to be unable to display it.

Therefore, in front of Qingling sword technique, Si Wenbin is even much more powerful than Lin Qingqing, but he has to face it carefully. After all, it is common for many people to kill beyond their ranks under Qingling sword technique.

Si Wenbin can't gamble on this issue. If he is not careful, let alone warm his bed with Lin Qingqing. Whether his mother can survive safely is still a question worth pondering.

"Broken empty fist!" because there was no long sword in hand, Si Wenbin couldn't show the Qingling sword technique. However, Si Wenbin could only use his most powerful move.

A hundred meters away, Bai Qing couldn't help looking at each other and said slowly, "Si Wenbin is pretending to be big. Who will win this time, as Qingling said, is still unknown."

"I hope Si Wenbin can win, otherwise, it's not good to let Qingling leave!" the old man looked dignified, but helpless.

Behind the two elders of Bai Qing, there were also many onlookers. All of them looked excited at the fight in the field, interrupted from time to time, and said with a smile: "it seems that younger martial sister Qingling is destined to be the woman of the eldest martial brother."

"Under the Qingling sword method, younger martial sister still has the strength to fight. No matter who wins or loses, this war will be wonderful." another person looked dignified and watched every move in the field, but his mouth didn't rest.

"Anyway, younger martial sister can reach the point that we can only reach in 20 or 30 years in a short period of one month. In fact, she has won by this alone." some of the onlookers also made a different voice.

This was a resonance among the people. Someone added: "yes, I believe that if you give younger martial sister another month, it is estimated that only the elders and guest Qing in the sect can defeat her."

"Let's go to the theatre!" looking at the chattering crowd, someone couldn't help interrupting and stopped. They all looked at the martial arts competition field again.

At the bottom of Baifeng mountain, Zhao Sanjin and his party are still struggling to climb. Along the way, they will chat from time to time, but the face of Dongfang Haotian has been wrinkled.

"Today's Baifeng mountain is a little strange!" Dongfang Haotian finally couldn't help but say to himself curiously: "it's almost to the top of the mountain, but why is there no one blocking the way?"

"Indeed, where have all these people guarding the Mountain Gate gone?" this question has long been in the hearts of not only Dongfang Haotian, but also all the soldiers.

"Speed up!" said Dongfang Haotian. Zhao Sanjin took the lead in mobilizing the mysterious strength in his body, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant.

You know, Dongfang Haotian with a black face couldn't even say his mother's word carefully. It really made Dongfang Hao speechless, but his pace was no slower than Zhao Sanjin.

"It's coming!" a few minutes later, Dongfang Haotian stopped Zhao Sanjin, and the next moment, his face was very dignified and said, "there's a fight on the mountain. Be careful!"