The ancient long sword is attached with lightning, and it is densely packed like a spider web.
嗗嗗嗗~~~~~
Electricity surged in the air, and then, the sword turned into lightning and fell from the sky.
Mr. Bai blocked with his palm.
The tip of the sword met an obstacle half an inch above his palm.
It is impossible to advance even an inch, as if this half-inch distance is a natural chasm, and the distance in between is 'infinite'.
At this time, Mr. Bai smiled slightly and said, "Using a sword to draw thunder is a great magical power, not bad at all."
He turned his palm over and flicked the tip of the sword with his fingers.
Ding!
The crisp sound echoed in all directions, the ancient sword trembled uncontrollably, and then bounced away.
Ge Qinghuang did not pick it up, but turned into a shadow and swept towards Mr. Bai.
The three-inch sword light at his fingertips went straight to the center of Mr. Bai's eyebrows.
Mr. Bai nodded imperceptibly, showing his satisfaction with Ge Qinghuang.
He pressed his palm in vain, and the surroundings were silent for a moment, and then the ground suddenly cracked, and layers of waves of soil were pulled up in front of him.
The waves of earth came down from above and swept out with overwhelming force.
Ge Qinghuang remained unmoved, the sword light shining on his fingertips, and he pointed out boldly.
The sword light turned into a flying star, passing through the layers of earth waves in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Bai turned his head to dodge, but several hair strands were broken.
His eyebrows were raised slightly, and the admiration in his eyes became even stronger.
However, Ge Qinghuang's moves didn't stop.
"Here comes the sword!" Her red lips opened slightly, and the ancient long sword turned into a sword light and sank into the scabbard at her waist.
He lightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, took a step forward, and unsheathed the sword.
Keng ~ buzz buzz!
"Drawing the Sword Technique!!!" Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, his physical eyes widened and his mind focused, never willing to miss the magnificence of this sword.
Shangguan Yunyan didn't make any fuss, and nine haloes of light rose in his big bright eyes.
Her pupils glowed with divine light, and she stared at the sword for a moment.
Lu Xueye grabbed Lin Ming's earlobe with her small paws and stared blankly.
Lin Ming didn't feel any pain at all.
Because he only has this sword in his eyes - a genuine sword cultivator!
The sword is like a flying giant, and the person is like a flying immortal.
Ge Qinghuang's sword-drawing technique used spiritual energy, and his movement skills seemed to be special. He took one step and then fell down, appearing strangely next to Mr. Bai.
Her eyes turned into the blue of the sky, and a divine inscription loomed between her eyebrows.
The sword cuts swiftly and fiercely, showing no sword light or sword wind, and contains the most powerful power in its simplicity.
Mr. Bai's face changed slightly, and he took a step back using his right foot as the axis and drawing an arc with his left foot.
Otherwise, he would be hit before he could make a move.
This sword gave him a sense of danger, and he was unwilling to resist.
After all, in front of several students, if you fail, it will really be embarrassing to your grandma's house.
There was a breeze on the sleeves of Mr. Bai's robe, and the wind and clouds turned into a string of virtual and solid chains wrapped around the ancient sword.
However, Ge Qinghuang's eyes glowed bright blue, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy.
The sound of the ancient long sword is loud and clear.
Buzz~~~~~~
The chains exploded, and Ge Qinghuang's spiritual energy was briefly exhausted, but her movements were still stable, like the most sophisticated machine.
Meticulously, continue slashing.
Facing a sword without the blessing of spiritual energy, the crisis warning in Mr. Bai's heart increased tenfold.
His face was no longer calm, and he quickly took a step back to open a buffer distance, then clasped his hands together to clamp the ancient sword.
boom!
Where the sword palms met, the space rippled, as if it would break at any moment.
Lin Ming stood there, motionless.
Ge Qinghuang's stance of lunging and slashing with his sword was fixed in Lin Ming's heart.
With this sword, he seemed to see some kind of true meaning of swordsmanship, and he had an epiphany in his heart.
The word "sword" appeared above his head.
Purple light fills the ten directions!
Lin Ming didn't know what happened next. He fell into a state of enlightenment and kept replaying Ge Qinghuang's sword blow in his mind.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
On the other side, Mr. Bai glanced at Ge Qinghuang and said with a smile: "Is the battle teaching over now?"
"Yes." Ge Qinghuang said concisely and to the point.
Mr. Bai shook his head incomprehensibly, let go of the ancient sword, and walked towards Lin Ming first.
He sighed in his heart, Ge Qinghuang is impeccable in all aspects, but his temper is too cold..."
After a while, everyone gathered around Lin Ming.
Mr. Bai casually arranged restrictions to cover the top of Xuanwu Peak.
Lu Xueye stood on Lin Ming's shoulder, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
It was neither moving nor still at this time, and its furry little face was full of anxiety——
Lin Ming's body was filled with an aura that made him familiar and close to him, and the little white guy was unwilling to ruin Lin Ming's enlightenment.
At this time, Shangguan Yunyan stretched out her finger and was about to poke Lin Ming's cheek.
Lu Xueye glared at her and yelled in a voice that sounded like a mosquito: "Don't move, don't destroy my brother's enlightenment."
Shangguan Yunyan retracted his fingers and said, "I don't want to destroy it, I'm just a little curious about how he entered enlightenment."
Mr. Bai: "..."
He couldn't understand why Lu Xueye called Lin Ming brother. This kind of intimacy was extraordinary.
Some things are destined to have no answers... Mr. Bai's eyes were half closed, and he waved, and the breeze came slowly.
A breeze lifted Lu Xueye up, freeing him from the state of anxiety and fear of disturbing Lin Ming's breakthrough.
Another breeze pushed Shangguan Yunyan away, preventing the little girl with ADHD from being unable to control her inner curiosity and destroying Lin Ming's breakthrough.
After all, the path of a bad person is to enmity between life and death!
He didn't want these future junior brothers and sisters to cause a big conflict.
However, Shangguan Yunyan's "active, curious, and lawless" nature is engraved in his bones.
The more you block it, the more powerful you become.
She also knew her own temperament and looked at Mr. Bai with wide eyes, "It's better to put a restraint on me."
He took the initiative to be imprisoned because he didn't want to disturb Lin Ming, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to restrain himself.
Although he seems to be unruly, he has a kind nature.
Children can be taught!
Mr. Bai was overjoyed and was about to imprison Shangguan Yunyan.
At this time, Ge Qinghuang took a step forward and raised his sword horizontally.
The slight sound of sword clanging reached Shangguan Yunyan's ears, making her feel calm and peaceful.
so amazing!
Shangguan Yunyan looked at Ge Qinghuang, nodded slightly in thanks, and then asked, "How did he enter the state of enlightenment?"
Mr. Bai was silent, two veins popped up in his temples, "There is no trace of enlightenment, so asking anyone about it is in vain."
"There has to be an opportunity, right?" Shangguan Yunyan shook his head.
Ge Qinghuang pointed to the sacred text with the word "sword" on Lin Ming's head, considered it and said:
"Perhaps it has something to do with the divine script that my junior has comprehended. Being able to comprehend the purple divine script, his affinity for the way of the sword is unimaginable to outsiders."
Mr. Bai said: "It shouldn't be that simple. The purple divine script will bring about the corresponding affinity with the avenue, but enlightenment is something that is rare."
"If we really talk about the opportunity, it's probably the last moment to draw the sword and strike."
"The art of drawing swords," Ge Qinghuang murmured softly, and then narrated as if talking to himself: "There is a possibility..."
"My junior fellow student and I met by chance on the mountainside before. I was practicing the sword-drawing technique at that time. He was very fascinated. Seeing that he was focused on nothing else, I decided that he was a fellow student."
"After I finished practicing the sword, I communicated with him for a while, only to find that he had really condensed the word 'sword' in the divine text, and it was also a purple color that was beyond the first level."
After a pause for two seconds, Ge Qinghuang said again:
"Combining the two, perhaps my apprentice's affinity with swordsmanship just corresponds to his sword-drawing skills."
Lu Xueye jumped up to Ge Qinghuang's shoulder, wrapped her snow-white tail around herself, and said cutely: "Then can you teach my brother?"
