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- Chapter 76 Green Dragon
She glanced at the other four people, hummed slightly, as cold as ice, with a flash of excitement in her eyes, turned around and sat down.
Although she is cold and arrogant, she is not unreasonable. She refused to obey the leader at first because she felt that he was young and had no ability.
Since Xiao Yuesheng went out on his own, went on a killing spree, killed the Iron Sword Sect, and took the head of Li Mo, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, and the strength of the disciples in the sect has greatly increased, her slight contempt has disappeared.
Her face was still cold. Even if she admired her, there was no need to show it on the surface. It was too superficial. Just keep it in her heart.
"Hall Master Zhao." Xiao Yuesheng said, glancing at Zhao Shengnan: "If it is completed, all the disciples of Piaohua Hall will be promoted to one levelbut if any disciples are injured or killed, there will be no reward for all of you in the hall!"
"Yes!" Zhao Shengnan frowned and nodded in agreement.
Xiao Yuesheng turned to Liang Shichang: "Master Liang, how is the situation in the outer hall?"
Liang Shichang stood up, clasped his fists, with a solemn face, and said respectfully: "Reporting to the master, there are still twenty-two disciples from the outer hall who have not returned."
"Hmm" Xiao Yuesheng stroked his chin, thought for a moment, raised his head and said, "Hall Master Zheng, Hall Master Yuchi, and Hall Master Cheng, please send six people from each hall to respond!"
"Yes!" Zheng Fazong, Yu Chiming, and Cheng Buping stood up and responded with clasped fists.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "Within three days, everyone must be in the sect."
"Yes!" Everyone clasped their fists together and responded loudly.
"Everyone, let's disperse. Everyone is busy with their own business." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands, stood up and left his seat, floating up to the second floor. He Yushu followed him closely and disappeared.
Piaohuatang is located on the east side of the valley. It is a circular courtyard with several wing rooms in the courtyard and dozens of small courtyards surrounding the courtyard.
The courtyard is oval in shape, with a diameter of about thirty to forty feet. There are four flowerbeds in the four corners. The flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is light and lingering all over the courtyard.
There are several weapon racks on the open space in the courtyard, forming four martial arts training grounds. Although it is not as good as the martial arts training ground in the valley outside, it can still accommodate more than a hundred people.
Zhao Shengnan stepped into the courtyard with graceful movements. The people in the courtyard were screaming and shouting. The female disciples were practicing with enthusiasm and concentration.
In today¡¯s competition, the people from Piaohuatang won first place and were exempted from the penalty of squatting on horseback. Although they were excited, they did not dare to relax, otherwise, they would become losers in the competition seven days later.
Nowadays, the Ziyang Sword Sect's competition has been changed to a trial every seven days, but it is even more brutal. The punished disciples have enough time to recharge their batteries in order to rise up, so every competition is extremely fierce.
Sword light flashes everywhere in the courtyard, and slender bodies are dancing and moving with graceful and moving postures. The whole courtyard is filled with fragrance, which makes people think.
The woman from Piaohuatang has practiced martial arts since she was a child and has an excellent figure. Even though her appearance is not outstanding, she is influenced by Zhao Shengnan and has a pure and pure temperament.
Zhao Shengnan stopped in front of the hall, turned around and said, "The five incense masters are here to discuss matters!"
Five women floated out from the crowd, all in their thirties, most of them a few years older than Zhao Shengnan. Judging from their temperament, they were all mature and steady.
They came to the hall and sat down around a round table. A disciple took the tea cup and retreated.
"Master, what's the big deal?" A beautiful woman asked with a sweet smile, stretching her body in a sultry manner. Her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, carrying white air.
Zhao Shengnan nodded: "Yes, there is a big event, and we need to mobilize the whole hall."
"What big thing is it that bothers us all in Piaohua Hall?" The beautiful woman said with a sweet smile, like a blooming flower branch, full of charm.
Zhao Shengnan said calmly: "Destroy the Iron Sword Sect!"
"What?!" The beautiful woman was startled and her smile disappeared.
Zhao Shengnan glanced at her sideways and said, "Iron Sword Gate! Sun Xiangzhu, do you understand?"
"Let's go to Piaohuatang to destroy the Iron Sword Sect?" Sun Xiangzhu opened his seductive red lips and asked in surprise.
Zhao Shengnan nodded and said: "The leader just gave an order that we, Piaohua Hall, destroy the Iron Sword Sect!"
Sun Xiangzhu frowned, shook his head and said: "Hall Master, although this Iron Sword Sect does not have Li Mo, it is still a skinny camel bigger than a horse, and its strength cannot be underestimated!"
"The other four halls are vying for it. The leader still takes care of our Piaohua Hall and gives it to us. There is only one thing. No disciples are allowed to be injured or killed. Otherwise, the reward for each person's promotion will be gone!" Zhao Shengnan said.
"Hall Master, this is even harder!" Master Sun Xiang frowned and sighed.
Zhao Shengnan waved his hand: "Succeed only and don't fail! Master Sun Xiang, come together and prepare your things for the trip. Let's set off in the evening and rush at night to reach Iron Knife Gate before dawn!"
"As ordered!" Sun Xiangzhu's face became solemn, he stood up and clasped his fists.
Zhao Shengnan said: "Master Chen Xiang, Master Zhao Xiang, and Yang Xiang, Master Xiang! You four, let the disciples fall asleep, or meditate and adjust their breath, recharge their batteries, and prepare for the journey at night."
"Yes!" The four women stood up and clasped their fists.
Zhao Shengnan snorted: "There is no room for mistakes in this trip, otherwise, the other four classes will laugh and say that we women are not as good as men!"
"Don't worry, Master!" the five people said in unison.
The disciples of Piaohuatang sent out their instructions all night, quietly left the valley, descended from Ziyang Mountain, divided into two groups, the front and rear, and used Qinggong to move quickly towards Fengcheng.
They have deep inner strength, can see at night, and make no sound quietly. They are also wearing lavender shirts, so they are covered by the night and no one notices them.
At midnight, they stopped, took a rest, ate some midnight snacks, drank water, meditated for an hour and then set off.
During the competition in the school, they were punished a lot in Piaohuatang, squatting for a day at a time, so they looked delicate, but their legs were very strong, and they were able to run with ease without feeling tired.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????: The whole group of them has crossed the Fengcheng city wall and rushed straight to the Iron Knife Gate main altar.
A dozen elite disciples, wearing tight-fitting night clothes, with sleeves that did not float, and thick mats under their feet, made no sound when they landed on the ground. They jumped up and down, snaked into pupae, fast or slowly, and quietly approached the main altar.
The remaining ten people covered their bodies and observed in the dark, ready to pounce at any time, rush into the main altar, and annihilate them in one fell swoop.
Zhao Shengnan was wearing a dark purple blouse, well-tailored, showing off her moving figure. She stood among the branches of a thick locust tree, her bright eyes as bright as the morning stars.
She was condescending and watched closely the actions of her disciples. These fifteen disciples were the elites in the hall and were proficient in one-hit killing techniques. She wondered whether they could successfully remove the hidden whistle.
She understood in her heart that the reason why the Iron Sword Sect could rise so quickly was due to the sect leader Li Mo's powerful swordsmanship, but it was definitely not the work of one person. The disciples in the sect must be extraordinary masters and talented people, and they are by no means easy to deal with.
"There's someone!" A hoarse shout suddenly broke through the surrounding tranquility.
The sound suddenly rose and then stopped suddenly, as if the throat had been cut.
"Damn it!" Zhao Shengnan slapped the tree branch and raised his voice: "All the disciples in the hall, surround them and form the Five Elements Upside Down Formation!"
"Yes!" The females responded, their voices crisp and clear.
Figures of people jumped up everywhere, some jumped out of the surrounding yards, some fell from the roof, some rushed out from the street corner, or some fell from the nearby trees.
In the blink of an eye, the main altar of Iron Sword Gate was surrounded. The women were placed in groups of two, with a distance of six feet between each group. The long swords were held flat, just enough to touch the tip of the sword.
They were leaning against each other, their eyes were facing each other, their eyelids were slightly closed, their long swords pointed diagonally at the ground, motionless, only their clothes were fluttering in the morning breeze.
Hearing the screams, a group of people came out immediately. There were twelve or three people in total. When they came out, they saw Zhao Shengnan and the others.
The person in front was a middle-aged man, about thirty-five or six years old, with a tall figure, slender arms, a sword-shaped eyebrow, and Danfeng's eyes shining brightly. He stood at the foot of the steps, shook his sword, pointed at Zhao Shengnan, and sneered. : "Purple Sun Sword Sect?!"
Zhao Shengnan stood with his hands behind his back, looked him over, and nodded: "That's right! Put down your sword, I will spare your life!"
¡°Hey, the little Ziyang Sword Sect is so boastful!¡± The man in the lead sneered.
"Master, is there a secret passage?" Sun Xiangzhu stood behind her and whispered. She was wearing a tight-fitting suit, with her swollen peaks and round buttocks, which was shocking and extremely irritating.
Zhao Shengnan frowned and nodded: "You must be on guard, do it!"
She slashed her palm downwards and stepped back. The disciples behind her suddenly gave way and opened like a clam shell, wrapping her in it. They suddenly closed it and she disappeared immediately. All the girls were wearing purple robes, making it difficult to distinguish each other.
Master Sun Xiang took a step forward, pointed a soft finger, and shouted clearly and charmingly: "Qinglong tribe, surround us, leave no one behind!"
"Yes!" With a shout, twenty disciples jumped out at the same time, their sleeves fluttered, their purple shirts flashed, and after a breath, they surrounded them.
They pointed their long swords diagonally at the ground, and without stopping, they walked quickly around them, as if a gear was slowly turning on. The swords did not move, but the people moved, and the swords were filled with a cold air.
They walked faster and faster, and in the end, no figures were visible, only the light of the sword was visible, as if a brilliant halo surrounded a dozen of them.
The man at the head pointed his sword, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, brothers, the ladies from the Ziyang Sword Sect have come to your door. Brothers, you are in luck. Show them how powerful you are!"
"Haha" Everyone laughed, not paying attention to these fragile and delicate women, and theyHer figure was so graceful that they drooled over her.
Today, when the Manchus entered the country and the etiquette and laws were strict, it was difficult for women to succeed. Even the Emei sect was now dominated by male disciples, and no one looked down on women.
"The dragon raises its head!" Sun Xiangzhu walked quickly and suddenly let out a squeal, pointed his sword diagonally and suddenly raised it.
With a "swish", the sword light suddenly skyrocketed, like fireworks blooming, which was dazzling. Their long swords pointed upward at the same time.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The screams sounded one after another, shrill and harsh, breaking the tranquility of Fengcheng. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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