Chapter 927: Message

Zhao Bian!
I heard the exclamation of the crowd.
Everyone turned their heads and turned to look behind them.
Zhao bound a white coat, no sword in his hand, but his posture is still ethereal. He gently touches each foot, and the whole person jumps up and looks very handsome.
"Jiangnan Jianzong is known as the little genius of Zhao Bian! I heard that he is the super master of the smoke and sword!"
"I didn't expect to be so handsome, wow!"
A group of people saw Zhao the mountain, full of excitement.
Jiangnan Jianzong Xiaotiancai Zhao Biao often went to the land of Puhai, but he knew a lot of Puhai sons. What is even more rare is that he seems to be wishing to wish the family a winter.
It is precisely because of this that I wished my family to let the winter go to the Mu family. On the bright side, I said that I went there to see each other. In fact, she gave her and Zhao Biao some opportunities to get along with each other.
Jiangnan Jianzong recognized the little genius Zhao Bian, the future is boundless, I wish the family is happy to bet on this, if it can make the development of Zhu Dong and Zhao Biao, I wish the family may borrow a few points from Jiangnan Jianzong. .
It’s just that the day is not awkward. The last time Zhao Tingyan’s sword was not known where Lin Jiuxuan broke out in public, and then Jiangnan’s Jianzong was completely defeated. Mu’s ancient sword was obtained, and Zhao tied back to Jianzong. It rarely appears again in front of everyone.
This time I saw Zhao Bin appear, I wish Shi Shiqing eyes bright, she was waiting to go up and talk a few words, but I did not expect that Zhao Bin did not have a half-point plan, but jumped forward, stepped forward, crossed this Throughout the training field, I once again boarded the stone road leading to the top of Tianjian Mountain.
Zhao Bian walked very fast, his face was full of condensation, from the stone steps all the way up to the top of the mountain.
On the top of Tianjian Mountain, there is a large hall standing on top of the temple. There is a wooden raft on top of the plaque, which reads the three characters of Tianjian Hall.
In front of this temple, there are three incense burners, the cigarettes in the tripod are floating, the blue mist is blue, and the wind is light.
Inside the hall, just above the position, a 60-year-old white-bearded old man, closed his eyes and meditated, and placed an ancient sword next to his hand.
In the place under him, there are six people, four of whom are old enough to be old.
The rest of the man, aged forty, with a cold face, the sword held by his hand, even if it is still inside the scabbard, it also gives people a sense of coldness.
The rest of the man was sitting on the futon, not talking about it. He was not old, and between the eyebrows, the British spirit was pressing, and it was the Yujinglong who was broken by a forest and a sword.
The atmosphere in this hall was dignified, and everyone did not plan to speak.
Soon, footsteps came from outside the hall.
Zhao Bin stepped into the temple door and was full of seriousness. He stepped into the hall and stepped forward. He bowed to the top position: "The news came from the door of the hand, and the chief sword officer...

Zhao Bian said that he did not dare to look up.
"What's up with him."
The man of forty years old looks condensed, looks at Zhao Bin, his eyes are sharp, like a long front, straight into the eyes of Zhao.
At this point of view, I was scared of Zhao Bin’s shock.
"The deputy swordsman has fallen into the door!"
Zhao Ting's tone is arduous. When he comes here, his voice is trembling.
"The dead body!"
The man heard a sudden change in his face and suddenly got up. He screamed and thundered. The sword that was attached to the stalk at the side of his body, as he got up, suddenly stood up and seemed to be squirting at any time.
Zhao Bin, who stood there, suddenly changed his face, his face pale, and he was directly stunned by the momentum of the man.
"The chief deputy swordsman... the chief sergeant of the bones, his corpse, was completely incinerated, and the smoke was gone..."
Having said that, Zhao Bin has already squatted on the ground and dare not move.
Gray smoke is gone!
Upon hearing this, on the top of the head, the man who closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and cold, and he looked at Zhao Bin.
Within the hall, the following people all changed their faces.
The entire hall, suddenly, filled with countless murderous temperament, the long swords of the people before, a handle erected, murderous.
Everyone looked at Zhao Bian in sight, and Zhao Bian was overwhelmed by the eyes of everyone.
"who is it."
The old man on the top speaks quietly, and in the voice, it seems that there is a sword, and every word is full of extremely strong feelings.
"Hearing is... Lin Jiuxuan!"
Speaking of these three words, Zhao Bin, the face buried, is even more distorted, and even fear.
Some time ago, Jiangnan Jianzong sent a bone swordsman to the wonderful hand door, in order to find cooperation with the wonderful hand door, in the shortest possible time, relying on the medicinal herbs to enhance the strength of the entire Jiangnan Jianzong.
In order to resist the Lin Jiuxuan who may go to Jianzong at any time.
Lin Jiuxuan, who broke two swords in the Mu family, has become the most horrible opponent of Jiangnan Jianzong in recent years.
Although the people in Jiangnan Jianzong believe more, even if Lin Jiuxuan personally came to the Zong, he still couldn’t retreat. However, the Jiangnan Jianzong disciple’s demeanor was awkward, and it’s really awkward. .
"Lin Jiuxuan!"
When I heard Zhao Bian, the underside of Yujinglong’s face was mad and violently chilled. I heard these three words. He slammed his fists and looked at him with a bit of coldness and killing.
Prior to this, Yu Jinglong was a well-deserved prince of heaven, a peerless genius who could inherit the entire Jiangnan sword.
But all this, it was completely crushed by Lin Jiuxuan!
Now I hear this voice again~EbookFREE.me~ At the same time that Yujinglong is full of anger, the bottom of my heart is even more miserable.
He and Lin Jiuxuan handed over his hand, and he understood how big the gap between him and the boy was.
In the face of Lin Jiu-Xuan’s sense of powerlessness, he has already crushed his sword heart. In his life, if he can’t regain his sword heart, he is doomed to nothing, and it’s hard to get in.
"It was Lin Yuxuan, the news was that I was inquired from an informant. The last time the deputy swordsman went to the door, just happened to meet Lin Jiuxuan who went there."
"The chief deputy swordsman and the master of the door are joined together, and they intend to directly intercept Lin Jiuxuan, but unexpectedly, they were drilled by Nalin Jiuxuan, and they will kill all the masters and the chief swordsmen."
Speaking of this, Zhao Bian’s eyes widened, and it seems that some people still can’t accept the news that he heard before:
Besides this, nowadays, the door is already taken over by Lin Jiuxuan.

"And..."
Zhao Bin swallowed his mouth.
"And what?"
The man in his forties who had stood up before him suddenly sipped, and his eyes were angry and he could not wait to kill Lin Jiuxuan directly.
This person is the swordsman of Jiangnan Jianzong!
He grew up with the chief swordsman and grew up with the same brothers and sisters. Now I hear this news, how can I not be angry!
"And, from Wangzhou, the piece of medicine in Haizhou, it seems to have entered the door of the wonderful hand. These two houses seem to have a merger!"
Thank you for your reward.
Let's go to sleep tonight, I have something.
good night.