Fengxiao Peak, one of the nine peaks of the Sword Sect, is also the only Jianfeng that only accepts female disciples.

The female disciples who entered the house to worship the sword were all the most talented in the Southern Wilderness, and their appearance and temperament were also excellent.

As Feng Xiaofeng's senior sister, Qi Yuanjun is first-class in beauty and wisdom.

There are rumors that her sword skills are unfathomable and are deeply loved by the elders, but she is a cold and arrogant person, and is difficult to get close to others.

at this time.

Qi Yuanjun, standing in the middle of the crowd, had a cold look. She was wearing a blue sword robe, and her slim and straight figure was outlined by the tight robe. On her black hair, there was a small sword hairpin-style bun, delicate

Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her body was filled with a faint cold air.

Qi Yuanjun'er is well-known. Obviously, many disciples present who participated in the assessment recognized her and immediately restrained their whispers. Some disciples were more timid. When they saw that the senior sister Feng Xiaofeng had such a strong aura, they didn't even speak.

Dare to say it!

The noise and noise that had been heard in front of the mountain gate became much quieter in an instant.

Other geniuses that followed were Cang Hongyi from Changtian Peak, Bai Zhiyao, and Na Lan Zhuo from Jinglong Peak.

These are all famous geniuses of the Sword Sect.

At this moment, so many famous sword cultivators appeared for a long time, which really feasted the eyes of a group of disciples who were about to worship the Sword Sect!

However.

Most of the people's eyes wandered over Bai Zhiyao and the others for a while, and then they all gathered on the Lan Zhuo, who was wearing a white robe, tall and graceful temperament.

He comes from Jinglong Peak.

Jinglong Peak is the second sword peak of the Sword Sect!

Each of the disciples below is a dragon and phoenix among people, which is extraordinary.

Na Lanzhuo, the well-deserved number one person!

“We can start.”

At this moment, Na Lanzhuo looked at the dark crowd with his eyes flat.

This in-house assessment is responsible for three elders, but the specific implementation is the disciples of each peak.

They don't talk nonsense either.

Just when Qi Yuanjun and others were about to do something to drive the sword.

Suddenly, a weak figure ran out in the crowd.

"Ah, ah, ahhhh..."

The little mute boy couldn't speak. Although the chinese voice was cute, it made people feel extremely funny.

"Who is this little boy?"

"I don't know, I still look like a little mute."

"How dare he stop Senior Brother Na Lan and the others?"

"What the hell is this little mute doing?"

The crowd began to talk, and obviously many people didn't know this mute boy.

However, when he appeared in front of the crowd, many disciples of the Sword Sect changed their faces!

One of the Kuiwufeng disciples frowned and shouted, "How could he be here?"

The other nine peak geniuses also looked at each other, and some people looked at the little mute boy, with a look of disgust on their faces.

"Junior Sister Qi, he seems to be here to find you..."

Na Lan Zhuo said indifferently.

At this moment, the little mute boy looked at Qi Yuanjun with hope, his eyes full of desire.

"Little mute, your sword!" The fat man with a round figure like a ball ran out, holding his arms full of the iron sword they had sold together, but he accidentally staggered and fell to the ground, and the iron sword fell scattered.

One place.

The little mute boy hurriedly picked up an iron sword from the ground and stretched out his hand to hand it to Qi Yuanjun.

Qi Yuanjun's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his jade hand, took the iron sword, glanced down at the little mute boy indifferently, and said coldly: "Did you hit the sword?"

The little mute boy rolled up his sleeves, smiled in his tender little face, and kept nodding. On his thin arms were cruel sword marks and scars burned by a soldering iron.

Qi Yuanjun smiled, and she smiled very brightly.

When the little mute boy saw the woman's smile, he felt as if he was shaking the clouds and saw the sun, his heart was full of hope.

Qi Yuanjun suddenly said, "You are a hard-working child, but you are a useless child..."

Crane.

The iron sword broke inch by inch, and a powerful energy burst out from Qi Yuan Junyu's hand, which even shattered the broken iron sword!

The powder is empty.

Even the carefully tied red sword spikes of the little mute instantly dispersed!

The little mute smile disappeared and became dull in an instant.

Qi Yuanjun said coldly: "You can't redeem some sins. If you worship the Sword Sect, you will be delusional in your life."

Suddenly, the iron swords scattered on the ground spun one by one, and a ray of energy spurted out from Qi Yuanjun's palm.

These iron swords are shattered!

"Hey!" The little fat man got up and roared, and came up and wanted to find Qi Yuanjun to argue.

Qi Yuanjun glared at the little fat man fiercely, waved his hand and released another energy, directly hitting the little fat man's left shoulder, knocking the little fat man out of the way.

The little mute boy couldn't hold back anymore and hurried to the seriously injured little fat man, and tears burst down like a dam.

"Little mute, don't beg them, ah!" The fat man's teeth were covered with blood, grinning in pain.

Qi Yuanjun shouted suddenly: "Serious seed, don't get upset here, get out of here!"

"Mad, who is annoying? You stinky woman!" The little fat man tried hard to get up and fight for justice for the little mute. Unfortunately, they were just teenagers in their teens, with no cultivation and weak power.

The little mute boy suddenly thought of something, glanced at the "Sword Dao" that was about to climb when entering the room for the assessment, got up and rushed to Qi Yuanjun, knelt down, and kowtowed to her hard.

Blood flowed from the small forehead.

He quickly got up and kowtowed to the other disciples of Jiufeng, kowtowed ten times one by one, constantly kowtowing, and bleeding from his forehead!

Some Jiufeng disciples couldn't bear it and turned their heads away.

Some Jiufeng disciples sighed.

Bai Zhiyao's heart was mixed.

At this moment, someone next to her suddenly said lightly: "This matter is strange, why is the reason?"

Bai Zhiyao turned around and saw a surprise on her face in an instant: "Young Master Ye."

Ye Wujin nodded and asked, "Who is he?"

Bai Zhiyao looked at the young man who kept kowtowing to his senior brothers and sisters again, sighed, "He is a little mute."

"Why does this scene appear in front of the mountain gate?" Ye Wuzong asked again.

Bai Zhiyao said: "Three years ago, the Sword Sect changed suddenly overnight. An old man used his sword to get into a demon and harmed his comrades. That night, an elder died in Fengxiaofeng, who was Senior Sister Qi's master."

"Little mute is the old man's grandson."

"After that, the old man was deposed in his cultivation. Although he was not executed, he survived in the Sword Sect."

"His grandson is born with a flaw and is mute. He is not favored by the mountain gate, but he wants to enter the mountain gate. Every year, he will kneel in front of the Jiufeng Hall for a long time."

"But he has no cultivation, mediocre qualifications, and is disabled, how could he enter the mountain gate?"

Bai Zhiyao said: "Young Master Ye, every disciple of Jiufeng has a room entry order. Those who have the room entry order can climb the sword path."

Ye Wuzong suddenly said lightly: "He wanted to enter the room, but he had no cultivation. He could only use a soldering iron to forge his sword and strive to be a weapon refiner. What a pity, then the senior sister broke her promise. The young man couldn't kowtow now,

Is it to be an order to enter the house?"

After saying this, seeing Bai Zhiyao nodding silently, Ye Wuzong suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked again: "What if there is no order to enter the room?"

Bai Zhiyao said: "That you must reach the top of the sword path, or..."

Just now—!

Someone helped the little mute boy up, and this person was Na Lanzhuo.

Na Lanzhuo was wearing a white robe, spotless and elegant. He glanced at the little mute and announced something loudly.

"We, the senior brothers and sisters of Jiufeng, will insert the sword into the sword path. When we get this sword, we can pass the level. Those who pass the sword path can pass the level, and those who block the three-wheeled sword formation can pass the level."

"Those who defeat the disciples of the Sword Sect along the way can pass the level."
Chapter completed!