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C38

February 22.

Qingqing.

"Iron Sword Villa!" At the back of the mountain, the school's martial field was filled with fluttering flags as people crowded around.

However, it was different from the annual Martial Arts Competition. There was no longer that heaven-shaking drum sound and cry.

If it were a large martial arts field, it would have to face the mountain from the back. A cliff that was several dozen zhang high was not common in this place. The snow-white stone wall was actually polished neatly. In the middle of the mountain was the character "Martial Arts", which was about a hundred feet in diameter. Under the sunlight, it shone with a red light.

Three sides encircled the water.

It took up a lot of space.

On top of it was a huge tent that looked like a giant eagle spreading its wings as it flew. And under its wings, every year, there would be many legends of the martial arts written down, as well as records of the countless heroes' bitter and sweet lives.

Beneath the platform was a two hundred zhang square grandstand, which was built out of sandstone. Thousands of stone benches were placed around it, and at a glance, one could tell that they were lined up in neat rows, looking very gallant.

Today, however, the stands were filled with colorful flags fluttering in the wind.

From left to right, there were Qingcheng, Kongtong, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Hengshan, Hengshan and Huashan.

"Qingcheng", Taoist-Minister Song Zhu, "Kongtong", San-Lao Ni on "Emei", "Wu Dang", "Mo Gui Sheng," Heng Shan ", Big Foot Man," Hengshan ", Wu Ming Si, and" Hua Shan ", Liu Fei Xu, all sat under their respective subordinates. Meanwhile, Master Ku Chan, Xuan Kong, Xuan Jing and Xuan Yue were sitting in the "Shaolin of Mount Song". It seemed like this time, the commotion was not small!

In front of him, there were five white coffins lined up on the ground. It brought a murderous atmosphere to the entire venue!

"High up on the platform, there is a three meter long, three foot wide, and four feet high marble table." The owner of the Iron Sword Villa, Tie Xiaoyun, was sitting in his seat with a solemn expression on his face. On the left side, three feet away from the stone table, sat five young men.

On the right side of the table sat Tie Wushuang. Today, he had put on a hero's bun. He was dressed in a short white suit and had a serious expression on his face. Unexpectedly, in this formal occasion, Tie Wushuang had become a completely different person!

There were two people sitting on a pavilion five Zhang away. It was Lin Xuanzi and Tie Rujie.

Iron Curtain was afraid of the iron-like temper of Rui-Mei, and would not normally let her participate in official public events. And Iris was even more reluctant to go, because Brother Lin was there to chat with her, and she felt that it was better than anything else. The two of them sipped their tea as they watched the drill grounds.

"Fellow heroes of the world, Seniors Wu Lin ?" Tie Xiaoyun stood in the middle of the arena and spread out his arms as he greeted the Sect Leaders of the various sects below. Although it was far away, each word was deafening!

"Thank you brothers and seniors, for coming all the way to 'Iron Sword Villa'. I, Tie Xiaoyun, am deeply honored. I thank everyone here ?" After speaking, he cupped his fist and bowed.

"This time, the reason why we have been urgently recruiting the various sect leaders or representatives is because we had no choice but to do so. "Just a few days ago ?" As he said this, he walked to the side of the five youngsters. "The eldest disciple 'Hand-Chasing Wind', head of the Tang Sect in the center of the river, Tang Ao's eldest disciple 'Hand-Chasing Wind', the eldest disciple 'Lifesteal', Li Qingshan's wooden sparrow, the second disciple 'Shadow Soul-Seizing', of the 'Ten Thousand Poison Hands', the second disciple 'Shadow Soul-Reaching', the son of the 'Four Rivers Gang' in Ganzhou, 'Young Master He Tian', Qiu Menqing, and the son of the 'Copper Iron Shirt', Wutong's son 'Little Tiger', brought the unfortunate news. This old man thinks that this matter is important."

"Ah!?" As soon as his voice fell, the audience immediately burst into an uproar.

"Sigh! ? I say, old chief Tie, aren't you exaggerating a bit too much?" A group of fifty elderly men, with thin faces, completely bald, and gray pants, wearing sandals and holding a pipe in their right hand, were standing below with their hands on their hips, shouting at Tie Xiaoyun. It was none other than "Kunlun" Mo Gui, an expert in internal energy, and an expert in the art of the "Sixty-four Movement Dragon Rod".

"Hey! Brother Mo, please wait for this old man to finish and you will know." Tie Xiaoyun cupped his hands together and said clearly.

Mo Ghost looked around, then slowly returned to his seat and started puffing out smoke.

"En! - I hope chief will let me say a few words..." A crisp voice came out, a shadow flashed, and there was an extra person in the middle of the stands. About forty years old, purple plain clothes, black nunnery shoes, clean and tidy. His face was rosy and his eyes were filled with spirit. He waved the horsetail whisk in his right hand.

"En!" Tie Xiaoyun was about to continue speaking, but unexpectedly, another person appeared. He immediately cupped his hands together and said, "Haha, so it's Sage Nai! "Sigh, if you have something to say, please say it ?"

"Hmm." Sachiko waved his horsetail whisk around and looked back at Iron Lantern, "If I remember correctly, the first thing we received was the chief's invitation to hold a 'Saber Appreciation Assembly'. The last time Benny had come, the chief had not been able to do as he wished. Since all the heads of the sect were gathered today, why couldn't Elder Iron Alliance leader be the first to fulfill everyone's wish? "It's not too late to take out the legendary unparalleled treasured saber from the martial arts world and let everyone have a look of respect before discussing this urgent matter, is it?" With that, he unfurled his horsetail whisk and turned around to look behind him.

"That's right! That's right! Alliance Head, please take out that treasure and let us take a look at it. "Ahhh!" Who would have thought that just as the old man finished his sentence, there would immediately be a burst of voices echoing from outside the stage, and it was getting more and more intense!

Iron Lantern never expected that someone would bring up the matter of the stake in such a situation today and was extremely anxious.

"Oh! ? everyone, please be quiet! "Please don't be impatient!" Tie Xiaoyun immediately walked to the front of the stage, his arms held high as he shouted. The noise finally died down.

"Let me tell everyone, the matter regarding the 'Blood Rings Saber of the Mother' is completely a mischievous prank of someone from the younger generation! This old man had lived until he was in his sixties and had never seen what that blade looked like. I never chat. If we do indeed have this treasured saber, this old man will take it out and share it with the heroes of this world. It was just that there really was no such thing as a blade. Therefore, Sect Leaders, please believe this old man's words. Once this matter has been properly discussed, this old man will find out who has done such a despicable thing behind his back, in order to let everyone know! "

"Sigh!" Elder Iron, you said that you didn't have this blade, but we've received your invitation. If they were playing a prank, I don't think they'd have the guts to put it on Elder Iron's head, right? " He didn't expect to hear a clatter as another person walked to the center of the ring. He was in his fifties, with messy gray hair like a bird's nest. His face was lined and his eyes blank. A pair of grey, coarse hemp sleeves coiled around his shoulders, revealing a pair of hands that were like firewood. She wore a red cloth belt around her waist, and her loose pants were barely tied to the belt. Next to him was a sword, a rusty sword, and even the handle was wrapped in grass rope. If the two large pants were floating in the wind above the knees, a pair of huge feet would grow under the skinny legs. It was an extremely inappropriate size! A pair of oversized cloth shoes of indecipherable color. The toes exposed at the front end were constantly squirming like worms.

An unremarkable old man! But it was definitely an old man that even the dead were afraid of! His temperament was eccentric and he was a top grade martial arts fanatic! "All his life, he has lived his own life, apart from a kitchen boy and two chores, including him as the head, there are only four people in the entire Heng Mountain!" The Wind Six Style Ghost Slaying Sword was a testament to the fact that a gang with only four people was ranked in the top nine of the martial arts world. There must be a reason for it. It was that rotten sword! Gu Huasheng, the Big Foot from Shanxi Province. Many people in the martial arts world had already forgotten this name. However, he had blurted out the words' big foot man '!

The bighead now had his right hand on his elbow, and his left index finger, like a chicken's paw, was constantly rubbing under his nose. Below, however, there was not a single strand of beard. His eyes stared at the clouds like a dead man.

Iron Lanyun looked at this scene. It was likely that these people were here for the 'treasured blade'! He couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness.

"Hey!" I say, Senior! ? Didn't you hear Father repeatedly declaring earlier that whatever thing was not in 'Iron Sword Villa'? " Tie Wushuang sat at the side and saw that they were all looking for trouble with his father. He was already fuming when San-Nai appeared. And now, everyone had come! How preposterous! Seeing that his father could not take it anymore and could not take it anymore, he rushed to the front of the stage, pointed the sword in his hand and shouted at the big-footed man.

"Shuang-er! ? Step back! ? ?" Iron Lantern was shocked as he did not expect this kid to suddenly jump out from behind him. He immediately reprimanded them harshly.

"Hmph!" Tie Wushuang bitterly returned to his seat.

"Aiyo! ? I assume that person is Eldest Young Master Tie? Hm? "Haha, as expected of a tiger father doesn't have a dog son! ? ? Humph!" With a cracking sound, the big foot guy lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground. Crushed stones immediately flew out from his feet. Everyone outside the arena was moved! He was angry.

"Sigh!" Please don't mind me, Brother Gu. This old man does not discipline you well. My son has no intention of offending me. I will return and teach my son a good lesson. "This old man will apologize to Brother Gu ?" Tie Xiao Yun said as he cupped his hands and bowed.

"Haha, aiya, Manor Lord Tie, don't play any more tricks. This time, I really can't take it anymore." "Just tell me if you don't take it out, and I'll leave immediately ?"

The big foot man bent down, took the cloth shoes from his right hand, and started shaking it, occasionally looking inside.

"Hey!" Iron Cliff was quite angry at the big-footed fellow's actions, but he couldn't do anything about it in front of all the Sect Leaders, so he could only suppress his anger. Tie Xiaoyun was momentarily at a loss for words as he was disturbed by these people.

"Ah ? ? Mi ? ? Tuo ? ? Buddha!" A loud voice rang out, and even Lin Xuanzi, who was sitting on the pavilion, could not help but feel the vibration in his ears! As he turned his head to look, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face!

"It's actually Master Ku Chan!?" He couldn't help but blurt out.

When he first saw Wu Dang's banner, Lin Xuanzi felt a burst of excitement, but he also felt very sad. Only now did he remember that he was no longer Wu Dai's man. However, he didn't expect that he still had a deep emotional knot in his heart towards Wu Dang. When he saw Shaolin again, he didn't think that it would actually be the Withering Zen Master. He thought it should be the Sect Leader, Reverend Sky Spirit Mage.

However, just as he heard the long horn, he immediately felt a sound he hadn't heard for a long time. His eyes turned hot!

He didn't expect to meet his benefactor today. He immediately had the urge to go down.

"Hmm? Big Brother Lin, you know him? ? ? "Bori Mei and big brother Lin were in a heated conversation, and did not know anything about what had just happened. And he didn't have the time to care about it either. At this moment, he saw Brother Lin suddenly stare blankly over there and was extremely curious.

"Er ? yes!" The one who spoke just now was Grandmaster Lin Ku Chan. He could be considered the great benefactor of the Lin Clan! He hadn't seen her for many years. He didn't want to meet fate in the Iron Sword Villa today. This was heaven's will! "I have to thank you after this!" Lin Xuanzi turned around and started to pay attention to the scene.

"Oh!" Seeing Lin Xuanzi so engrossed, Tie Rukuang did not disturb him any further. She quietly walked to the back of Lin Xuanzi and wrapped her jade-like hands around his neck, hugging his neck and pressing her soft chest against his back.

Suddenly, he felt Lin Xuanzi's body tremble as if he had been electrocuted, but he no longer moved. With her mouth agape, she placed her chin on top of Lin Xuanzi's head and looked forward with her almond-shaped eyes.

Yet, he had an evil and blissful smile on his face ?

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