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Chapter 1995 Trouble

At this moment, outside the Lishan Sword Sect’s mountain gate, countless monks who came to participate in the assessment had already gathered.

These monks are basically sword cultivators, and most of them have a sharp aura on their bodies, showing their sharpness.

But in fact, Wang Teng didn't take this sword cultivator with amazing sharpness and a sharp aura very seriously. Instead, those sword cultivators with restrained aura, quietness and unable to feel much sharpness and sharpness, which made Wang Teng take a little more glance.

Those who are still exposing their aura and showing their sharpness when so many people gather together are either reckless men with perverse personality and arrogant personality, or the sword art is not strong enough to be able to be able to retract the sword art with ease.

Only those who are restrained and do not show off their mountains and water can be considered as entering the hall on the kendo.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party has not even practiced the sword-like edge.

But the people gathered here this time all wanted to worship the sword cultivators of the Lishan Sword Sect. If I had never even practiced the sharpness of the sword, I was afraid I would not have come here.

"Is this the Lishan Sword Sect? What a majestic terrain. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside the mountain gate is so thick. If it were inside the mountain gate, how strong would the spiritual energy of heaven and earth be?"

Wang Mang couldn't help but sigh and looked inside the Lishan Jian Sect's mountain gate, his eyes full of yearning.

"As the largest swordsman sect in Nanmingzhou, Lishan Sword Sect is considered to be the best among all sects. The place where it entrenches will naturally not be simple. It is a famous treasure land, known as Lishan Treasure Land."

Zhuge Qing said with a smile.

"We'd better find a place to land and adjust our condition first."

Feng Chenzi glanced around and found that there were too many sword cultivators gathering nearby. Even some better garrisons outside the Lishan Sword Sect’s mountain gate were already there.

"Go over there."

Wang Teng glanced at it and his eyes fell on a not-so-high mountain not far away.

The location there is not too far, and the view is quite wide, making it a good place to rest.

Seeing this, everyone naturally stopped hesitating and fell towards the mountain.

However, just as the few people were about to land, two divine rainbows suddenly shot over from behind: "Get out! I have a crush on this mountain!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, a sharp sword light actually slashed directly at Wang Teng and his group from behind, with their arrogant and domineering attitude.

Wang Teng and others felt the sharp edge behind them and immediately turned around to avoid them.

The fat monk Wang Mang reacted slowly, and half of his body was swept by the sword light. He screamed on the spot and was slashed away. Half of his body was blurred with blood and looked very injured.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions suddenly changed and their anger surged.

Fat monk Wang Mang is at the early stage of the God of Heaven.

At this moment, the opponent's sword almost wiped out his body. It can be seen that the opponent's sword did not hold back at all and was unscrupulous!

"Brother Wang Mang, how are you?"

Feng Chenzi had a good relationship with Wang Mang along the way. Seeing this scene, his face suddenly faded.

"I can't die, but it's indispensable to damage some vitality and reshape the body."

The fat monk Wang Mang said with a slightly pale face and then his eyes shot at the man who took action, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.
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