My wife is the sect leader

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The majestic, towering mountains are indistinct at this moment, like tall giants standing in this world.

At this time, above the branches, a few flying birds are quietly combing their hair, preparing to wash up and fall asleep.

At this moment, a black shadow fell.

"Push!" "Push!"

The birds that were docked on the buds were startled, and then flew away in a panic.

This man was dressed in a simple white robe, his face was stern, and the corners of his eyes were densely wrinkled, showing traces of time. He held a long sword in his hand, which was Jianhuangjian, the head teacher of Yuheng Sword Sect.

Everyone in the world knows in whose hands this sword is now, so his identity is naturally self-evident.

Sword God Liu Moyuan!

Since the First World War in Yujing City, Liu Moyuan disappeared in the Dayan Dynasty. The Yuheng Sword Sect was also implicated and even sanctioned by the Dayan Dynasty. This made the reputation of the Yuheng Sword Sect plummet. was also pared off.

Compared with the sword demon hiding in the market, the sword god is cultivating in the deep mountains, constantly improving his strength, comprehending the way of the sword, and hoping to one day be able to step into the seventh realm.

Liu Moyuan stepped on the branches without making a sound, and walked forward without haste.

Suddenly, a cold light hit him.

Jianguang is not only cold but also fast!

Although he was defeated by the ghost swordsman in the battle of Zhongshan, there are not many people in this world who dare to draw their swords in front of him, it can be said that there are very few.

"interesting."

Liu Moyuan squinted his eyes, put his fingers together, and suddenly a sword light was conceived from the fingertips.

"Chichi!"

The sword lights crisscrossed, and his figure disappeared in place, and the moment he appeared, he was already in front of the person who struck him with the sword.

There was no emotion in Liu Moyuan's eyes, and he drew out the Phoenix sword in his hand.

The cold air of the mirror-like sword body reflected an old face, and a little cold light condensed on the edge of the blade, as if flowing continuously, and the imprinted Wangjing Mountain was icy cold.

I saw that phoenix sword was like a white snake spitting out letters, hissing and piercing the wind, and it was also like a swimming dragon shuttle, walking around, sometimes it was as light as a swallow, and the sword rose up, sometimes it was like lightning, and the fallen leaves fell.

Holy Sword!

The sword is majestic and majestic, as if mountains and rivers are overturned.

A gleam appeared in the visitor's eyes, and with a movement of the long sword in his hand, he also greeted him.

Huge sword energy spewed out from the blade, enveloping the supreme prestige of heaven and earth, facing the terrifying might of the holy sword, he didn't even flinch in the slightest.

Heavenly Sword!

In today's world, there is only one person who cultivates the Heavenly Dao Sword and has reached the sixth realm, and that is Sword Demon Haotian.

Between the vertical and horizontal zhenqi, sword lights crisscrossed, and the frontal cold air even caused the temperature between the sky and the earth to drop suddenly.

Both of them are swordsmen, lonely swordsmen, the sword in their hands is everything to them, and those cold eyes are even colder than the swords in their hands.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the two retreated a few steps towards the rear at the same time.

Liu Moyuan looked at the sword demon in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You're not dead!?"

At the beginning, the sword demon was pierced through the heart by the ghost swordsman's swordsmanship, and fell directly off the cliff. This was witnessed by Liu Moyuan, but who would have thought that the sword demon would appear in front of him at this moment.

Seeing Liu Moyuan's expression, the Sword Demon smiled and said, "Are you surprised?"

The sword god asked: "What? Didn't you die in the hands of the ghost swordsman, and now you come here to die?"

The sword demon said: "You should know better than anyone else that your strength has not reached the five qi, and it is basically impossible to kill me."

The strength of the two is almost equal to each other. Although the Sword Demon Tiandao Sword is weaker than the Holy Dao Sword, he has cultivated the Daxue Mountain Saint Body Art to a perfect state.

Liu Moyuan pointed at the sword demon with the phoenix sword in his hand, and the moonlight shone on the smooth blade, reflecting the icy sword light, "Then you can try it."

Haotian shook his head and said, "Why bother? I'm not here this time to find you to compete for the second place in the world."

Liu Moyuan frowned, but said nothing.

At this moment, a figure in a strange costume came out.

Liu Moyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "From Guishuang?"

The strength of this person in front of him is not weaker than the sword demon, even higher than the sword demon. Could it be that he is a master of the five qi masters?

You must know that even if the spirit of the earth veins breaks free, there are still not many masters of the five qi in the world.

The visitor clasped his fists and said, "Chang Ning, Tiansha Shrine."

Liu Moyuan said coldly: "I don't know what the Tiansha Shrine is, and I'm not interested in knowing, so just tell the purpose of the two of you."

A sword demon is already a terrifying master, and now there is a Guishuang master with unfathomable strength, which makes the situation of the sword god a little dangerous.

Chang Ning said: "I sincerely invite the Sword God to join my Tiansha Shrine as an offering."

Liu Moyuan said, "Why?"

Chang Ning said: "Shengong can help you."

Liu Moyuan said: "I, Liu, don't need help from others."

If he had obtained the Dulu Sword in Zhongshan back then, then he would be the number one swordsman in the world now, why would such a person need help from others?

"No, you need to."

Chang Ning laughed, "You are no match for Ghost Swordsman. As time goes by, his cultivation level will only get higher and higher, and you will never be able to catch up with his footsteps."

For a top swordsman who can be considered in history, he has not even won the title of the world's number one swordsman so far. It has to be said that this is Liu Moyuan's regret.

Liu Moyuan shook his head and said, "Do you have a way to make me the number one swordsman in the world?"

"Have."

"what way?"

"Kill the ghost swordsman."

Hearing Chang Ning's words, Liu Moyuan couldn't help laughing, "Do you know who he is? He is definitely above me in swordsmanship now, and his cultivation base is also above me, and he holds the Dulu Sword and Suppressing Evil Sword in his hands." , can you kill him?"

Chang Ning said confidently: "There is no one that our shrine can't kill."

Liu Moyuan thought of something, and wondered: "Could it be that the person who severely injured Zhao Zhiwu, Emperor of the Great Yan, is your Tiansha Shrine?"

Chang Ning's expression became a little dignified, and he said, "That's the master of the Black Ice Platform, and one of the great masters lurking in the world."

There are even great masters in the Black Ice Terrace! ?

Liu Moyuan heard that there was no change on the surface, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

You must know that he thought that there were no great masters in the world long ago, so Zhao Zhiwu's breakthrough to the great masters still shocked him very much. Only now did he know that there is also a great master in the Black Ice Terrace.

Who would have thought that the water in this world is so deep! ?

Liu Moyuan thought secretly, now that the world is about to change, and there are already signs, it would be good to join this mysterious Tiansha Shrine to understand the situation.

"This person is still under investigation in the Jingu."

Chang Ning looked at Liu Moyuan and said, "There are many friends and many paths. I wonder if you are willing to join my shrine? Of course, the shrine will not make things difficult for you."

The sword demon stood aside without speaking, but inserted the sword in his hand into the scabbard.

Because he can't feel the sharpness anymore.

Liu Moyuan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will cooperate with your palace."

In today's world, one person's power will always seem to be difficult to use alone, anyway, the sword is in his hands, so it is up to him whether to draw the sword or not?

.........

In midsummer, the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the air, and through the sparse sunlight from the sun through the gaps in the trees, the soft light is scattered throughout the midsummer. This quiet time seems to be frozen, quietly staying in this time , and everything is so trance.

In the other courtyard, there is a camphor tree that covers the sky and the sun, with lush and verdant leaves, and the sun shines down, casting mottled shadows.

An Jing leaned lazily under the shadow of the tree, holding the freshly brewed tea in his hand, enjoying the rare leisure time in the afternoon.

Han Wenxin was leaning on the chair next to him, grunting rhythmically and regularly.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou came over from a distance, and said with a smile, "Master, there is news about the leader."

An Jing put down the cup in his hand, and quickly asked, "What did Madam say?"

Li Fuzhou smiled and said: "The leader will leave the customs in two days, and she will come to Yujing City in person when the time comes."

"it is good."

Hearing what Li Fuzhou said, An Jing felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart. This time, Zhao Qingmei got all of Nangong Weiping's cultivation bases, and she didn't know how far she had reached in terms of strength. Even if she didn't reach the Grand Master, she might still be a Grand Master of the Five Qis. strength.

As for the next road, she can only rely on her own cultivation.

At her age, if there are no accidents, it is not difficult to break through the grand master.

"I am coming!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice resounded.

Hearing this familiar voice, both An Jing and Li Fuzhou smiled.

I saw a fiery figure rushing from a distance in a hurry.

The person who came was none other than Tan Yun.

Li Fuzhou put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You still know to see Master?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, uncle."

Tan Yun came to An Jing's side, looking at him with watery eyes.

Li Fuzhou: "......"

An Jing said with a smile: "It's been a while, what have you been doing during this time?"

Tan Yun suddenly became interested, and chirped: "I have been reading books, and I found that there are many unheard of things in the book, and it also introduces Guishuang, the exotic demeanor of various places in Buddhism, they are completely different from ours, it is really impressive It’s an eye-opener, I really want to go to Guishuang, Tianwai Island to see it.”

Tan Yun spit and flew, the more he talked, the more excited he became.

Li Fuzhou asked in surprise, "Are you reading now?"

He naturally knows Tan Yun's temperament very well.

Hearing this 'sudden' voice, Tan Yun patted his chest like a frightened white rabbit and said, "Master, why are you here!?"

An Jing could clearly see Li Fuzhou's old face, and he instantly sank down.

Tan Yun also saw Han Wenxin lying on the chair and snoring, his eyes widened, "Isn't that kid Han Wenxin?"

Li Fuzhou suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and whispered: "Do you still remember him?"

"That will definitely not be forgotten."

Tan Yun waved his pink fist and said proudly: "He must still remember 'me'."

It turned out to be the case.

Seeing this scene, An Jing thought of Han Wenxin who often said that he was beaten up by the man in black before, but now it seems that this is the truth.

Han Wenxin seemed to have sensed something, his body shivered, and then he opened his eyes in a daze, "Brother An, it's clearly summer and I feel a little cold."

An Jing said: "Maybe it's a cold heart."

Han Wenxin was a little strange. At this moment, he saw Tan Yun head-on and said, "Isn't this Miss Tan? Long time no see."

Tan Yun smiled and said, "Yes, long time no see."

For some reason, seeing Tan Yun smiling all over his face, his heart trembled even more.

Tan Yun ignored Han Wenxin, but turned to look at An Jing, and said, "My lord, the weather is fine today, let's go for a walk."

An Jing nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go together."

Han Wenxin also said with joy on his face: "Walk, walk, I'm bored..."

He wanted to go out for a stroll a long time ago, but now An Jing's body is like a rock, motionless.

Tan Yun glanced at Han Wenxin, Han Wenxin only felt a pair of sharp knives piercing his heart, and swallowed the words in his mouth quickly.

Tan Yun hugged An Jing's arm and said, "Han Butou doesn't want to go, my lord, let's go."

Han Wenxin slandered in his heart: "It is clear that you threatened me."