Jin Mingyun and Fu Zhu asked about the sword at Xilian Peak.
Up and down Zhenshan Mountain, there are many people who want to watch the excitement. However, there were strange rocks standing on the Xilian Peak and thorns growing everywhere. As soon as they got close, they were attacked by a sharp sword energy, so they had to stop thinking about it.
But there are not no spectators on Xilian Peak.
A young man dressed in white with a vermilion ribbon around his waist, with long eyebrows like willows and eyes like stars, sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff from a distance, and the drummer said: "Come on, nephew Jin!"
He said to the white-robed girl equally: "Miss Fu Zhu, come on too."
Jin Mingyun nodded sternly towards Zhao Zhiying. Even Jin Shuangshuang didn't know about him and Fu Zhu Wenjian, but the young man in front of him didn't know how he knew it and followed him all the way to Zhenshan Mountain.
The other party was his uncle, so Jin Mingyun couldn't say anything, so he had to let him stay here.
"This sword is called Ding Qin. It is the fairy sword I got at the Sword Tomb." Jin Mingyun showed off the Qingfeng sword in his hand openly.
Fu Zhu only caught a glimpse of the shadow of the remaining light sword that day, but now he could really see the Ding Qin Immortal Sword clearly. The sword body is slightly narrower than Jin Mingyun's black sword, but the edge is sharper, the blade has fine grinding patterns, and the whole body is simple and green.
Zhao Zhiying also just saw the Ding Qin sword that Jin Mingyun got at the sword tomb today, and he secretly admired it in his heart. The fairy sword is indeed extraordinary.
Jin Mingyun had already taken out the Ding Qin Sword, so it was naturally impossible for Fu Zhu to use Shuang Xueming again. It's not that she thinks Shuang Xueming is bad, it's just that she seems to be looking down on her opponent.
Suddenly there was a sword in Fu Zhu's hand, and she said warmly: "The name of the sword is Dulu, and it is also an immortal sword."
A ray of burning heat flashed in Jin Mingyun's eyes, Qingfeng sword rose, and the domineering sword energy swept towards the talisman bead like a huge wave.
The girl's body flashed, and the soft white sword in her hand was curled with a sword flower, and she stabbed straight out.
Zheng!
The Ding Qin sword was blocked in front of him. The man stepped forward and pushed the sword. The girl saw a corner of her dark green robe flying, and the sword light came from elsewhere.
Zhao Zhiying raised his breath to his throat, wanting to remind the girl, but he felt so uncomfortable.
Fu Zhu curled his lips slightly, turned around, and seemed to be able to avoid the sword light. The next moment, the sword light was split into pieces and turned into a residual light and shadow.
Jin Mingyun was not surprised by this. The girl's swordsmanship had already reached an advanced level, and the two of them had only exchanged dozens of moves. It would be surprising if one of them had the potential to overwhelm her.
Fu Zhu clearly felt that Jin Mingyun's swordsmanship had improved even more than last time. She can also gain a lot from this sword inquiry with him.
Jin Mingyun opened and closed again and swung his sword. The golden sword light fell from the sky and shone on the entire Xilian Peak, like the afterglow of the sunset, making the girl's white clothes dyed a bit of jade.
"Look, the golden light on Xilian Peak!"
The disciples on the other peaks stopped and looked up, their hearts scratching like cats, wanting to go to Xilian Peak to see what was going on.
Yuesu sat in front of the door, watching the floating gold fall, and had to admit that Jin Mingyun's swordsmanship was still good.
At least she would definitely not be able to catch Jin Mingyun's move now.
The little girl sighed repeatedly.
Nagisa walked to her side, not caring whether the ground was clean or not, and sat down directly, with a gentle voice, "Why did our little Yosu start sighing?"
Yosu raised his face, turned to look at his beautiful master, and asked seriously: "Master Zhuwei, if I practice my sword more diligently, when will I be able to defeat Jin Mingyun?"
Nagisa's gentle smile froze slightly, and she also began to think seriously. After thinking about it for a while, she said, "It's hard to say accurately."
"But you don't have to be discouraged. Jin Mingyun's swordsmanship is better than yours. He has learned swordsmanship for a hundred years longer. If Yuesu was born at the same time as him, we still don't know how good his swordsmanship is."
What he said was not that Nagisa favored his apprentice. Others may not know it, but she and Senior Brother Yunbai teach the little girl every day and know that her understanding is definitely not low.
What's more, she was born with a sword bone?
No matter what, Yuosu was comforted. The sadness on her face faded away and became full of passion again.
He propped his chin up and watched the battle on Xilian Peak from a distance.
The soft white sword light of the talisman rose through the air, cutting the golden light into pieces. Large pieces of golden silk were suspended on the top of the mountain, forming a long river of gold and white, shining with brilliance.
Looking at this magnificent scenery, Zhao Zhiying once again lamented that what he had done was not in vain.
Jin Mingyun's expression showed a hint of admiration.
When he first saw the girl, he actually didn't take her seriously, but he took a second look at her because of Zhao Zhiying and Jin Shuangshuang.
Once again, in the trial competition, the girl defeated him, and he suddenly realized that there were people with such superb swordsmanship in the world.
This time Xilianfeng asked about the sword, Jin Mingyun was completely convinced.
The girl is worthy of being Jin Mingyun's opponent.
Just as I was thinking about it, a soft and clear voice came from the sword energy in the sky, "Since I'm asking about swords, it's not appropriate to be distracted."
The sword light came amid the wind and snow. Jin Mingyun frowned slightly and said apologetically, "Sorry, it won't happen again. I will concentrate on the battle!"
His expression became solemn, and he faced the girl's sword move. With one sword movement, he flew away several sword energy, and soft white light fell in front of Zhao Zhiying.
The young man hurriedly tied up the barrier and shouted: "Did you murder my uncle?"
Jin Mingyun ignored him, tightened his grip on the Ding Qin Sword, and split the oncoming cold light.
The sword light split into two and was still moving forward. Zhao Zhiying's eyes twitched and he quickly got up to avoid it. The barrier suddenly shattered.
so close!
If he hadn't avoided it quickly, he would have been the one who got split open.
Zhao Zhiying changed places to watch the battle and couldn't help but feel depressed. How did Miss Fu Zhu achieve the perfection of the golden elixir?
It seemed that everyone's realm had stagnated, and she was the only one to improve.
The sword light was mixed and suddenly stopped.
Zhao Zhiying walked up to the two of them and looked at the girl with a real smile in his eyes, "Congratulations to Miss Fu Zhu, you have won again."
After saying that, he stood on tiptoe slightly and patted Jin Mingyun's shoulder. He held up his uncle's style and comforted him: "Don't be too sad. At least now you know the mood of those who were defeated by your sword. This is also a gain.”
Jin Mingyun twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say in reply to him.
His gain is not the experience of defeat. I benefited a lot from playing against Miss Fu Zhu.
Jin Mingyun ignored him and said goodbye with his sword in hand, "If Miss Fu Zhu is free, she can come to Taixuan Sword Sect as a guest."
The girl nodded slightly and said goodbye to the two of them.
As for Jin Mingyun's invitation to be a guest at Taixuan Sword Sect, Fu Zhu only regarded him as a polite word and didn't take it to heart.
On the way down the mountain, many disciples secretly looked at the two of them and whispered to each other.
"Is that Jin Mingyun of Taixuan Sword Sect? He looks really powerful."
"After all, he has been the leader of swordsmanship for three times in a row. How could he not be awesome? Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Du were defeated by him every time they competed in the Immortal Sect!"
"Ahem! What did you say?" The man's clear voice sounded at an inappropriate time, and several disciples suddenly fell silent, looking embarrassed.
The person who came was none other than Zhou Tanzhi.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced around, and then walked up the mountain with his hands behind his back. Several disciples breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Tanzhi actually didn't go far, he just turned a corner and stood on the stone stairs. Looking at Jin Mingyun's back, he gave his junior sister a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.
Without even thinking about it, Jin Mingyun naturally lost.
