"Bai Xiaosheng, the Mingjian Villa, came to worship the mountain with six disciples!"

Lang Lang's voice slowly went up from the bottom of the mountain, spreading throughout Wuliang Mountain, which lasted for a long time, alarmed all the disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect. In the hall, Zuo Zimu sat there with a serious face and asked the people on both sides: "What is the origin of Bai Xiaosheng, the Jianshan Villa?"

An old man replied: "Mingjian Villa is built on the bank of the Lancang River behind Wuliang Mountain. As for Bai Xiaosheng, his junior brother has never heard of his name."

"Listen to this person's voice, his internal strength is not weak. He is not good at coming, but we must deal with it carefully." Another old man said.

Zuo Zimu nodded and said, "Let's go, since they have arrived at our place, let's go and welcome it!"

The three of them stood up, gathered their disciples outside, and walked down together. Soon, they came outside the Wuliang Sword Sect and saw the seven Bai Xiaosheng. Zuo Zimu was still quite arrogant as the head of a sect. He slowly walked to the seven Bai Xiaosheng and bowed and said, "Is this Bai Xiaosheng, the famous sword villa?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, gave a slight salute, and said, "No, it's right!"

Zuo Zimu was secretly surprised. Bai Xiaosheng looked not old, but the internal strength of the shouting was quite profound. If his Wuliang Sword had such a disciple, that would be great!

Thinking of this in my heart, a hint of envy flashed in Zuo Zimu's eyes and said, "I wonder what happened to me Wuliang Mountain when I came to my platform?"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly and said, "When I was building a Mingjian Villa, I naturally believed in my skills in swords, otherwise I would not have been named "Famous Sword". The Wuliang Sword Sect is also known for its skills in "Sword". Xiaoke came here to compete." He understood his words very clearly, and he was here to challenge him, and in the ears of Zuo Zimu and others.

A young disciple couldn't stand Bai Xiao's stinky look and immediately cursed: "Who do you think you are? You still want to challenge our master, you are too overestimated."

Bai Xiaosheng frowned and looked directly at Zuo Zimu and said, "What? Does the Zuo leader have no desire to respond to the challenge?"

Upon hearing this, Zuo Zimu's expression changed, he snorted coldly, and said, "Your Majesty, you are too much." Behind him, the two brothers also looked resentful, and Rong Ziju shouted loudly, "Boy, if you want to challenge my senior brother, you will pass my level first!" As he said that, he drew out his long sword and stabbed Bai Xiaosheng.

With a slight smile, Bai Xiaosheng didn't even set off his sword, but his body flashed and his long sleeves waved. With the blessing of internal force, his sleeve had hundreds of pounds of force, hitting the sword, directly hitting Rong Ziju's long sword aside. He couldn't stop himself, and staggered a few steps in a rather embarrassing manner, and almost fell to the ground.

Zuo Zimu saw that his power was so embarrassed that Rong Ziju was so embarrassed that he looked even more serious. He stopped Rong Ziju, who was about to take action again, and clasped his fists at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "You are very skilled in martial arts, and you may not be inferior to those of Dong Xiaofeng, Nan Murong and other masters. We know that we are defeated. Please don't go too far."

Bai Xiaosheng couldn't deny his words and said, "I know how my martial arts are, but I also understand that if I don't have enough experience, it will be difficult for me to go further. Today, since I have come here, I cannot return empty-handed. Left leader, please!"

Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand and obviously forced him to take action. When he spoke to this point, even if Zuo Zimu didn't want to lose face, he had to draw out his long sword and slowly walk to Bai Xiaosheng.

"Please!" Before Zuo Zimu could make a move, Bai Xiaosheng stepped forward and slapped a piercing palm. Zuo Zimu did not dare to be negligent, and used the sword in his hand with all his strength, using the sword technique of Wuliang Sword for him. The sword in his hand trembled, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Xiaosheng's throat. If Bai Xiaosheng rushed straight away, he would have to be penetrated by his sword first. However, such a simple move would be difficult for Bai Xiaosheng. His posture in his hand remained unchanged, but he shook his feet and directly passed through Zuo Zimu's long sword, and his palm instantly slapped his chest.

However, this palm was completely powerless, and Bai Xiaosheng's palm just turned into a capstone and grabbed his wrist.

Zuo Zimu was shocked and had no time to react. He instinctively waved his long sword and cut it towards Bai Xiaosheng. Bai Xiaosheng also used his single palm to break his sword technique again and again, attacking his vital points without hurting him, which made him very embarrassed.

After fifteen moves, Zuo Zimu's sword technique, who came back to his senses, did not change. The long sword in his hand was thrown out by him. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng's palm, thrust his chest, and his face turned pale.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Zuo Zimu with some surprise. He withdrew his palm and said, "What? Zuo Zheng has admitted defeat?"

"Hmph!" Zuo Zimu snorted coldly, without answering Bai Xiaosheng's words. Who knew that Bai Xiaosheng was teasing himself in the situation just now? How could Zuo Zimu not be angry when he was teased like this? Look at those disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect, except for shocking Bai Xiaosheng to break Zuo Zimu's sword technique, which one of them is not incomparable atmosphere.

"Haha..." Bai Xiaosheng smiled softly, "Left Master, don't you want to see how I broke the infinite sword technique you are proud of?"

"Your Excellency, kill me, don't insult me, Wuliang Sword Sect." Zuo Zimu replied toughly, shook his head, and couldn't even look at Bai Xiaosheng.

He shook his head in his heart and said, "The Left Master, I'm here to see different sword techniques. The sword technique of your Wuliang Sword Sect is also quite famous. Although I have broken it one by one, you must remember some of the tricks. Isn't this a good thing for you? We martial artists are just practicing in battles and improving their own cultivation through experience. Today I will break your sword technique, and you will be willing to die. Then someone will break your Wuliang Sword Sect. Will the left Master disband Wuliang Sword? Such a cowardly behavior, the left Master is really worthy of your Wuliang Sword Ancestrals!"

Bai Xiaosheng said word by word, and every word hit Zuo Zimu's heart, causing his face to change drastically. When Bai Xiaosheng spit out the four words "ancestors and clans", Zuo Zimu was even more evil in his face. He slapped him with a palm and shouted: "Huangkouru, don't talk nonsense!"

"Haha..." Bai Xiaosheng laughed, moved his hand and took a move with Zuo Zimu. He didn't forgive him and said, "Left leader, this is what a leader should look like. If you don't be serious, wouldn't you be so angry that the ancestors of Wuliang Sword Sect?"

"Shut up!" Zuo Zimu became even more angry, his hand was a little heavier, and his attack became two points faster, which was extraordinary. If he met an ordinary person, it might be okay, but when facing Bai Xiaosheng, his move was useless. The two of them were too far behind.

Bai Xiaosheng let Zuo Zimu attack, and after dozens of moves, Bai Xiaosheng knew his moves in his chest. His palms changed, and he broke through Zuo Zimu's power before he took action, allowing him to roll aside in an extremely embarrassed manner.

"The head of the sect took the sword!" Rong Ziju looked behind and immediately threw out the long sword in his hand. Bai Xiaosheng did not stop him, allowing Zuo Zimu's long sword to attack him.

This time, Bai Xiaosheng did not rush to break the move, but allowed Zuo Zimu to use the infinite sword technique. After he used it, Bai Xiaosheng slowly fought back and pointed out the flaws of his sword technique, which made him shrunk his hands and feet.

This fight was a hundred moves. When Bai Xiaosheng was satisfied, he hit Zuo Zimu's long sword with one palm, jumped out of the battle circle, and said, "Zuo Master, your swordsmanship has improved. Unfortunately, if you want me to draw the sword, it is almost a distance. Just keep working hard! Haha..." After saying that, he didn't even reply, and took six beautiful apprentices down the mountain, leaving only a terrifying back for everyone.

"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Rong Ziju and everyone ran up immediately, supported Zuo Zimu, and said with concern.

Zuo Zimu shook his head. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng's leaving back and felt extremely disappointed. He had been practicing swords for so many years, but he was not as qualified as a junior boy, so he didn't even have the qualification to force him to draw the sword. This contrast had a great blow to him.

"Senior brother, this son has extraordinary cultivation. As the senior brother said, his martial arts are not weaker than Dong Xiaofeng, Xixuzhu and others. It's no big deal for us to lose to him."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Zimu shook his head, but he felt much better, but he was also aroused. After all, he was scolded by a younger boy with a face pointed at him and could not stand it even if he was a little bit naughty.

Not to mention, after this, Zuo Zimu practiced swords with all his heart, which really made him make a lot of progress, and even the Wuliang Sword Sect also launched a trend of practicing martial arts. Just look at it, Zuo Zimu still wants to thank Bai Xiaosheng for it.

Bai Xiaosheng and the seven others who had gone down the mountain did not return to the village. They continued to walk in Dali, challenging famous masters, defeating them one by one, and verifying their sword skills.
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