"Yes, yes, I have long disliked those aristocratic families. I still hope that in the individual competition, Lin Qinghan and the others can defeat the children of those aristocratic families."
"In the past thousand years, the family has been too arrogant."
"Wait a minute, what happened a thousand years ago?"
"Oh, it's not easy to talk about this matter. I'll tell you slowly when I get back."
"It's hard to say why. It's not a demon made by the Six Sects themselves. It might be a punishment from God."
"That's not necessarily the case. There were too many people with great luck who came out that year. It is said that they accounted for the fate of the sect disciples in the following thousand years. Therefore, in these thousands of years, these sword masters were at most the sword masters. There is no way to take another step forward to reach the top of the road."
"..."
On the martial arts field, Sang Luo and Elder Yuming fought against each other.
Yu Ming yawned lazily and stretched out his hand casually. The begonia flowers behind him gathered towards him, and finally gathered into a begonia flower sword in his hand.
"Tsk, you juniors are really more capable than the other."
Sang Luo looked at the Begonia Flower Sword in Yu Ming's hand with surprise in his eyes.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"
Elder Yuming raised his eyebrows slightly,
"Hit me and I will teach you."
Sang Luo touched his chin,
"No matter how you say it, you are still the sword-wielding elder of Kunwu Sword Sect. How can you beat me?"
Yu Ming clicked his tongue when he heard it,
"Then I can suppress my cultivation to the peak of the Golden Core, and that'll be fine."
In fact, he really wanted to try out what Sang Luo, who was said to have the highest understanding among the new generation of Xuanyuan Sect disciples, looked like.
There was a smile in Sang Luo's eyes,
"Senior can suppress it in the early stage of Nascent Soul."
Yu Ming smiled upon hearing this and suddenly drew his sword,
"Little girl, you are so arrogant!"
In an instant, a rain of flowers followed the sword's edge. The petals of the crabapple exuded a faint fragrance, but there was a sword energy hidden in each petal.
Sang Luo waved his sword to block, his body was light and moved with the wind. The moment the fire spirit burst out, the rain of flowers in the sky was instantly ignited, and then turned into fly ash. For a moment, the martial arts stage was as beautiful as a painting. , which attracted everyone's admiration.
There was a three-pointed smile on the girl's lips,
"I am young and can be arrogant!"
There is no shame in losing!
Yu Ming heard a sudden laugh,
"What a young and frivolous person, take another move from me!"
As he spoke, the sword energy shot straight into the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder suddenly descended——
The rain of flowers in the sky came with the power of heaven, a flash of surprise flashed in Sang Luo's eyes, and he swooped down again,
"He is worthy of being a nineteen-year-old who entered the Nascent Soul."
A smile flashed across Yu Ming's eyes as he listened.
"I thought that no one in this world knew this."
Yu Ming was also a genius, but he was born too late.
During the Battle of the Seven Sects, when Murong Chuxue and Su Changli broke through the realm to become gods and killed the elders of the six sects who transformed into gods, he was only twelve years old and had never participated in the battles of that generation.
When he was rising, the elders in the sect fell one after another, and Kunwu was in decline. Therefore, no one remembered that he, Yu Ming, was also a genius who entered the Nascent Soul in the nineteenth century.
On the martial arts stage, thunder and fire intertwined, Yu Ming's eyes were filled with smiles, and he looked at Sang Luo with more admiration.
"Little girl, take my last sword!"
This girl is worthy of receiving his will!
As for how much she can realize, it depends on her own understanding.
Above the sky, thunder and lightning flourished!
Sang Luo looked at the purple thunder that filled the sky, and finally it gathered into a totem, and the fire around her body filled the air unconsciously. She held her sword and walked towards the thunder light——
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