Jiuhua Mountain, East Cliff, morning mist first dissipated, the rain washed the gray tiles and flying eaves of the Jiuhua Sword Sect's side hall, and the long sword in the palm of the young man in the martial arts are flying, which aroused the sword energy, making the autumn rain even colder and bone-chilling like a young man. With such martial arts skills, it can be called a stunning talent, but the audience, including the elders of the young sect who are famous martial arts world, have long disappeared. In the past, they have been able to cultivate such a great talent.The proud look of the younger generation's talents, all of whom were all cast, either light or dark, towards the white figure alone on the eaves on the top of the hall. The drizzle in the sky was actually separated from half a foot of the snow-colored Taoist robe. It was like an invisible wall of air blocking these women in white-clothed rain standing quietly in the rain, but they were not wet and embarrassed. The long sleeves of the clothes were swaying lightly in the wind, and the appearance of the world seemed like a god among the gods.