"Master, I'm going down the mountain for a walk." Liufeng lowered his head, not daring to look at his master. As the leader of Beixuan Sword Sect, Jian Wuxiu may have many shortcomings, but he is extremely caring towards his disciple.
"Going down the mountain?" Jian Wuxiu looked at Yang Ning aside, with more or less dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Jian Wuxiu turned around, looked at his disciple, and said, "With him?" There was a hint of anger in his words.
Liufeng nodded.
"You don't know that the five-sect competition is about to begin?" Jian Wuxiu gave a lesson, pointed at Liufeng and said: "You are the pride of my Sword Sect, and you are the backbone of this five-sect competition. How can you compete with some unsanctioned people?" People who are not four come together?" Jian Wuxiu secretly pointed out.
"Master..." Liu Feng was about to explain, but was interrupted.
"No three, no four?" the official voice of Yang Ning, "The leader is referring to me, no three, no four?" When Yang Ning came to Beixuan Sword Sect, he had no intention of causing trouble, and even Yang Ning deliberately avoided it. Being a member of the Sword Sect does not mean that Yang Ning has a good temper.
Being scolded in person, it was impossible for Yang Ning not to respond.
"Oh?" Jian Wuxiu seemed surprised. He glanced sideways at Yang Ning and said, "So you are self-aware." There was a hint of joking on his face, wanting to see Yang Ning's reaction.
Yang Ning's reaction made Jian Wuxiu even more surprised.
Yang Ning did not answer directly, nor did he say any radical words. He stared at Jian Wuxiu and said: "Brother Master, your sword heart, just like your personality, is already rotten."
Yang Ning took out the Chengyi Sword, pointed at the sword and said, "Does a person like you deserve to be called a swordsman?"
Yang Ning turned around. Behind him, Zhao Chunlei and others had been waiting for a long time.
Yang Ning pointed at Zhao Chunlei and said: "You think I took away your spot, or you are dissatisfied, but there is no way, you are also not qualified to practice swordsmanship." Yang Ning was aggressive and did not give Zhao Chunlei any rebuttal. Opportunity.
Yang Ning didn't want to cause trouble, but Jian Wuxiu's words completely disrupted his heart.
There was an inexplicable anger in Yang Ning's heart.
dubious? He went up the mountain just as he promised Jian Jue, and it was also to repay Jian Jue's favor. There was no need for him to lick his face to find fault.
As Yang Ning became stronger, Jian Wuxiu Wuming behind him became angry and roared: "Yang Ning, please show some respect. This is Beixuan Sword Sect, not a place for you to act wild."
Jian Wuxiu didn't intend to hide it, and even secretly clenched it with one hand, and you could even hear the joints rattling.
"Respect? Acting wildly?" Yang Ning looked sideways, not looking at Jian Wuxiu, and said coldly: "Such a filthy place, if you don't have an appointment in front of me, such a place is really filthy."
Regardless of Jian Wuxiu's reaction, Yang Ning stepped forward directly. Just when he was about to step out, he seemed to suddenly remember something, pointed at Zhao Chunlei in front of him, and said: "After the secret realm, I will make you convinced. "
Yang Ning left, her footsteps a little heavy, and she even felt a little lonely on the mountain climbing road. It was a kind of loneliness that she didn't want to bear, but was forced to impose.
Yang Ning left in the direction of the back mountain, because Yang Ning didn't want to stay in this so-called front mountain for a moment.
Jian Jue, should he be a spearman? Yang Ning didn't know, but from Jian Wuxiu's unreasonable words, it could be seen that this so-called holy land for swordsman training was really worthless.
"Master." Liufeng wanted to persuade Jian Wuxiu, but when he saw Jian Wuxiu's face, he hesitated.
Jian Wuxiu's desire for power is too strong and he has lost the basic swordsmanship as a swordsman.
Jian Wuxiu's face was contorted, how could he feel comfortable being scolded by a young man with a back bone pointed at his nose?
"Chunlei, come here." Zhao Chunlei's master Jian Biyou waved.
"Junior Brother Bi You, ask your apprentice to kill him for me." Jian Wuxiu finally had murderous intentions.
His face was a bit ferocious, even filled with a sinister aura. A trace of haze flashed across his face, with signs of being possessed. A trace of demonic aura emitted, leaving a silhouette behind and disappearing on the mountain road.
"Master..." Liufeng felt his heart suddenly feel cold, because he witnessed his master walking towards the abyss step by step, and the swordsman's sword heart was even more broken.
Jian Biyou's expression was complicated, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking a few times.
Jian Biyou was extremely passionate about the sword and was a little ruthless, but at this moment, Jian Xin, who was extremely passionate about the sword, suddenly felt in a trance.
Is my sword heart going to be broken? Like senior brother? Jian Biyou didn't know, but it was so clear that the hand holding the sword was shaking just now.
"Master." Zhao Chunlei's eyes were extremely sinister, and after getting the permission from the head teacher, he even revealed a hint of viciousness.
"Let's go." Jian Biyou shouted angrily and scolded his disciple, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart.
The entire mountain path, because of the numerous disciples gathered by the Five Poison Ancestors, gradually left, leaving only Liufeng alone, wandering on the mountain path, not knowing what to do?
For Yang Ning, Liufeng knew his true nature well after experiencing hardships together. The heart of the sword is firm, unwavering in front of the flame crystal, and even helps him escape from danger. Such a person is worthy of deep friendship, but his master...
Liufeng didn't know where to go and was confused.
An empty mountain road, a person walking alone.
High in the sky, Jian Jue did not leave. Although he fought with the Five Poison Ancestor, it did not damage his roots.
Regarding everything that just happened on the mountain road, I witnessed the whole process.
"Have you finally exposed your true nature?" Jian Jue muttered to himself.
"The killing sword comes out, and the killing path begins. Criticisms like criticism can't change it after all..." High in the sky, Kong Liu sighed, and with infinite pain, Jian Jue left.
Yang Ning came to the thatched house of the wine elder and began his hard training.
Yang Ning's heart did not change in any way because of Jian Wuxiu's displeasure.
Since Yang Ning's rebirth, he has not made too many angry remarks, but today, Yang Ning changed his temper because Jian Wuxiu's words were too hurtful.
Pure sword energy radiated from Yang Ning's body, and the sword energy lingered three feet around her body.
Since Yang Ning learned from Elder Jiu that sword energy can turn corners, he has become more focused on practicing his sword energy, because in this life, Yang Ning wants to stand higher. Only in this way can he have a chance to fight for his blood feud.
Yang Ning didn't want to leave any regrets.
At the same time, I am also responsible for the two beauties in my heart.
Hui Ni is waiting for her at a higher place. Yang Ning doesn't want her waiting to be in vain. It's like waiting for thousands of years in chaotic mountains and empty valleys. For a woman, such waiting is too sad and unbearable. .
"Hui Ni, Wan'er, wait for me."
The sword energy around Yang Ning became stronger, and in an instant, there was a faint tendency to break through.
Cheng Liyun was sitting on the door frame of the thatched house, looking like he was doing nothing, sipping wine in his mouth, the smell of wine was spreading, and he was very intoxicated.
But at the moment when Yang Ning's sword energy changed, he suddenly woke up.
He murmured in his heart, he is indeed the person that Sword Killer has taken a liking to, and he has made a breakthrough after practicing with swordsmanship? Cheng Liyun waved his hand, immediately hiding the surrounding aura, preventing the sword energy from escaping.
At the same time, a sharp sword energy was released, with boundless pressure, forcing it towards Yang Ning.
Yang Ning swung his sword and felt the sword energy from Elder Jiu, and suddenly felt the pressure doubled. Unconsciously, he swung his sword faster, and in an instant, a space formed by the sword energy appeared. This was Yang Ning's sword energy, resisting the pressure of Elder Jiu.
"Yes, the boy can be taught." The wine elder did not forget to pour wine for himself with his other hand, with a smile on his lips.
The sword energy was like a sea, rolling endlessly. The area within three feet of the whole body seemed to be torn apart. The sword energy roared and finally formed a natural barrier.
Yang Ning finally reached a higher level of understanding of sword energy.
Qi is invisible, but sword Qi is tangible.
The wine elder took a sip of wine, and his whole aura suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a sword, and struck a shocking blow from a distance.
Like lightning, like thunder, like tiger.
One finger broke through Yang Ning's barrier.
"Let's get here first today." The wine elder immediately restrained his breath and entered the thatched house.
Yang Ning spat out a mouthful of blood, which contained a trace of fishy smell.
It seemed that he was still too anxious. Yang Ning knew in his heart that Elder Jiu's finger pointed out his eagerness for quick success.
Although the breakthrough was not successful this time, it settled down with the momentum of the breakthrough.
He also let the illusion of taking spiritual crystals during his trip to the mountains disappear invisibly.
For Beixuan Sword Sect, Yang Ning had no feelings at all, but for the seven people in the back mountain, Yang Ning was really grateful.
Elder Jiu reminded him, and Senior Jian Nian escorted him all the way. This kind of affection, as well as the kindness of Wang Zhuqin's prescription, Yang Ning kept in mind.
For nearly a month, Yang Ning has been practicing swordsmanship and becoming stronger in front of the thatched house in the back mountain. Within a month, Yang Ning has been hovering on the edge of breakthrough, but every time, he was suppressed by the elder Jiu, even the most serious one. , Yang Ning almost suffered a backlash from the sword energy, but fortunately, the elder Jiu took action in time to stop the breakthrough.
For nearly a month, Yang Ning's sword energy became more and more concentrated. Finally, he could no longer suppress it and successfully broke through, reaching the peak of his sword energy.
But because he couldn't use his spiritual power, Yang Ning had no way of knowing how strong his sword energy was. But Yang Ning had a feeling that it was him who he was a month ago, and Yang Ning could kill him with one sword in seconds.
Although such a result is only theoretical, Yang Ning is very pleased that a month of hard work has finally paid off.
At this time, Yang Ning's aura was restrained, making it even more difficult to see through.
Just like an ordinary cultivator, no one can know how powerful his explosive power is.
The wine elder was still sitting on the door frame, taking a sip of wine and said to Yang Ning: "Now you can try your sword-drawing technique."
Elder Jiu seemed to be very confident, and at the same time wanted to see Yang Ning's sword skills.
When Elder Jiu saw the sword-drawing technique, he was amazed, because that kind of explosive power in a split second can really split mountains and crack rocks. Even if he has enough cultivation, he may be able to do it today.
Yang Ning followed his words and stood still, as if silent, with only an unsheathed sword in his hand.
The cold wind was blowing, and Yang Ning was standing like an ordinary person, unable to feel any energy.
In front of the thatched house, you can even hear Yang Ning's snoring, it's surprisingly quiet.
A breeze blew by, and Yang Ning moved.
Soon, it was three points faster than the lightning.
A sword light, like thunder suddenly appeared, cut through the space.
Click!
A startling sound shook the sky.
There is no fluctuation of spiritual power, just a pure sword.
Yang Ning was so confident that she didn't even have to look back.
I saw a sword mark on the mountainside behind the thatched house, a foot deep.
"What a powerful explosive power." The wine elder couldn't help but praise.
Yang Ning is proud to be able to wield this sword at the peak of Guanshan Realm, but it is still a sword without any cultivation.
The wine elder nodded with satisfaction.
For such a sword, Yang Ning was very conceited. Even if he was at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, if he was caught off guard, he would still be angry on the spot.
What's more, once Yang Ning can use his spiritual power, he can make this move stronger.
"This sword move has probably touched the threshold of the Xuan level." Elder Jiu looked at the sword marks halfway up the mountain and weighed it in his mind.
