In response to the other party's request, Yi Ning just shook his head: "I won't fight."
Shen Yi raised his eyebrows: "What if I insist?"
Yi Ning was about to answer when suddenly the sound of cows braying and the laughter of children came from the school.
Children crowded in groups at the door of the classroom, and Tong Qian was among them. It turned out that it was time for school to end.
"Moo!!!" Ting Wu blocked the door with his body, preventing the children from coming out.
The scene was very noisy for a while.
"Huh!?"
Shen Yi looked at the school and suddenly let out a light sigh. He found that the wicker in his hand was swinging in the direction of the school.
So Shen Yi looked towards the school, past Ting Wu, and finally locked his eyes on a little girl. After looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but said: "Innate sword body?"
After saying that, he flashed to the door of the school: "Get out of the way, little buffalo."
Ting Wu refused to leave, but he pushed him back a long way.
"Little girl, what's your name?" Shen Yi said.
Tong Qian did not answer.
Finding that the little girl in front of him didn't respond, Shen Yi slapped his head: "I almost forgot that before the innate sword body is awakened, the physical body is like a long sword, which cannot be seen or heard.
Thinking of this, he was about to ask via voice transmission.
A man in white clothes had replaced Ting Wu, blocking the door. His voice was a little colder than before: "Don't touch her."
But Shen Yi didn't give in: "You're lucky. I want to accept a disciple today, so I won't beat you up."
"Master." Tong Qian realized something was wrong and reached out to grab Yi Ning's robe tightly.
"Nothing, you take your classmates back to study first. get out of class will end later today." Yi Ning rubbed Tong Qian's head.
"Okay!" Tong Qian didn't ask why. If the master said it's okay, then it's okay.
Shen Yi cursed: "Hey! Have you accepted her as your disciple?"
"What do you want?"
"Accept a disciple! You don't have sword energy in your body. You are not a sword cultivator. Don't mislead your disciples!"
After Shen Yi finished speaking, he shouted via voice transmission: "Girl, do you want to become your master and become the best swordsman in the world? Whatever you want, you can have it!"
Tong Qian was stunned for a moment, hey, why is there someone else's voice in his head, but it's not the master's?
When she was undecided, she looked for her master, so she asked Yi Ning: "Master, there is a voice in my heart. He said he wants to accept me as his disciple."
"It's me, it's me, my voice!" Shen Yi stretched out his hand to pull it.
Yi Ning slapped his hand away, lowered his head and asked Tong Qian: "Do you want to become his teacher?"
"No!!!"
"What if he's better than me?"
"I don't want it! Master, don't want it!"
The little girl's head was shaking like a rattle, and tears had begun to well up in her eyes.
Yi Ning nodded: "Then, no one can take you away today."
Shen Yi curled his lips when he heard this, and wanted to say more. Suddenly he felt an unprecedented crisis, and subconsciously retreated backwards, reaching mid-air in the blink of an eye.
"Aren't you going to fight? I'll accompany you." Yi Ning stood at the door of the school, looking up at the sky and looking at Shen Yi.
The willow stick in Shen Yi's hand trembled crazily, and the sword energy continued to surge. He changed the willow stick from his right hand to his left hand: "Zhe Liu, I haven't seen you so excited for a long time."
In the small courtyard.
"What's going on!? This teacher is also a monk? Why can't I feel his energy?"
The eyes of the martial artist in the Golden Body Realm were widened. His mind kept wandering about the powerful people in the world who could make Shen Jianxian feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. Several names came up, but he excluded them all.
Then he discovered something again and hurriedly pulled Wang Yun away: "Sword Immortal Zuo Chiliu! No, Young Master, leave quickly!"
There is a saying in the world that the way of swordsmanship is perfect, one technique and one intention. Don't wear red clothes when it comes to technique, and don't hold a willow to the left when it comes to intention.
Shen Yi held the sword in his left hand, and the three saints had to give in.
Of course this is an exaggeration, but it is enough to prove how powerful Shen Yi is in this state.
Before Uncle Liu could run away, something even more shocking happened.
The white-haired man appeared suddenly in front of Shen Yi as if he was stepping on the road, and then gently raised his foot, which was obviously very slow, but Shen Yi did not move away.
"Bang!!!"
As the sonic boom sounded, the sword fairy holding Liu in his left hand was kicked directly, and then flew upside down and disappeared from the sight of the two people in the small courtyard.
Yi Ning followed and disappeared.
"Master... don't tell me that you met this senior at random." Uncle Liu swallowed.
"It was really a random encounter, but things seem to be getting interesting!" Wang Yun looked at the sky, although he couldn't see it, he was fascinated by it.
Suddenly there was another person beside them. That person was wearing a Yunhe single robe and holding a Star Supervising Order. It was Jiang Yi who was sitting in the sky.
"Bai Yujing Jiang Yi, I have met the two Naowuzong people."
Jiang Yi cupped his hands, then looked at the sky and asked, "Who are these two seniors? I can report to Bai Yujing."
"There is a swordsman named Shen Yi, and there is another one..." Uncle Liu looked at Wang Yun.
"Yi Ning." Wang Yun replied.
"Yi Ning?" Jiang Yi was confused and wrote the word "Yi Ning" on the paper. Suddenly he was stunned and asked again, "You mean Shen Yi?"
"What's wrong?" Uncle Liu was confused.
"Hey, Bai Yujing has an order. Bai Yujing will not interfere with Shen Yi's affairs. Please pay attention to your safety. I will leave first." Jiang Yi smiled bitterly and put away the book.
Uncle Liu wanted to ask why, but Jiang Yi had already left, coming and going in a hurry.
Above the white clouds, the sky is blue.
Yi Ning and Shen Yi looked at each other in the air.
Blood spilled from the corner of Shen Yi's mouth, and his eyes became more warlike: "A kick that carries the power of rules?"
Yi Ning's face was expressionless, but her heart was not at peace.
This is the first person who can block his own blow.
Even though he has not transformed into the Heavenly Mode now, that kick just now consumed half of the pool water.
At this moment, Shen Yi waved his left hand downwards, and the wicker sword energy surged!
The light of one sword chilled the nineteen states!
There is a streak of snow-white sword energy that stretches thousands of miles and converges between the heaven and the earth, and then continues to shrink.
Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, hundreds of miles, ten miles!
The sword energy condensed from large to small in an instant, and finally turned into a sword light as thick as an arm, running towards Yi Ning with the force of thunder.
During this process, everything was silent, as if all sounds were cut by the sword energy!
"Concrete!"
Yi Ning spoke, and an earth-attribute shield appeared out of thin air in front of him.
The sword energy struck the shield and splashed countless pieces of mud.
The two compete with each other, become smaller and smaller, and finally disappear together.
"What a shield! Take another move from Grandpa!" Shen Yi raised his sword and struck again, but he heard Yi Ning's cold voice in his ears.
"grandfather?"
Yi Ning didn't know when her aura became ethereal, and she suddenly appeared next to Shen Yi.
The swordsman suddenly turned his head, and then he met a pair of colorful eyes.
A sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in Shen Yi's heart, just like when he faced his ruthless brother when he was a child.
Without giving him any thought, Shen Yi pointed a finger at him and subconsciously raised the wicker to resist.
The wicker clashed with the fingers.
"Kakakaka."
A sound like a broken sword echoed from the wicker, and the wicker instantly turned yellow and lifeless!
Shen Yi was furious and shouted: "I broke the willow tree!"
"I?" Yi Ning asked again.
Then he reached out and clicked again, this time faster, on Shen Yi's arm.
The almost invincible swordsman was directly knocked away by a finger, and his figure shrank. The skin on his body continued to crack, and blood beads spilled out from it.
Flying out with him was Shen Yi's weapon, Zheliu.
Feeling the decline of his body, Shen Yi still dared to hold back. He instantly burned the spiritual energy of the five internal organs and squeezed the body's potential to resist the remaining power of one finger.
But Yi Ning would not give him a chance.
In Shen Yi's field of vision, that white robe appeared next to him again!
Yi Ning raised his hand and pointed out the third point.
Shen Yi secretly screamed, a red talisman appeared in front of him, and the talisman was engraved with "Order Time"!
Yi Ning raised his eyebrows and stopped his movements, because the moment the talisman appeared, Shen Yi disappeared between heaven and earth!
It’s not moving, it seems like it’s been dragged away by the years!
"Why did that talisman just now have the aura of the Path of Reincarnation?"
Yi Ning murmured in his mouth, "Is this the top powerhouse in the world? He can resist two attacks of heaven's power and not die. What is the strength of the Three Saints?"
Then he opened his palm, and a withered willow stick appeared in his hand.
"I'd like to thank you. It wasn't you. I didn't know that Tong Qian had an innate sword body."
"The weapons used by the Sword Immortal are not bad at all. They are barely worthy of my apprentice."
Yi Ning stared at the wicker. As he moved, the wicker kept shaking, as if he was scared.
"The mark is erased."
Yi Ning opened her mouth and applied a little force to her palms, and all of Shen Yi's marks on the wicker disappeared.
After doing this, his figure dropped and returned to Sanliang Book School.
After landing, Yi Ning's eyes turned back to black.
"Where's Senior Shen?"
Wang Yun came running from a distance, still with the same attitude as before, as if whether Yi Ning was a mortal or a saint had nothing to do with him.
"I beat him away." Yi Ning answered truthfully.
"Brother Yi, you are so fierce!" Wang Yun patted Yi Ning's shoulder excitedly.
This scene made Uncle Liu's eyelids tremble.
Yi Ning was about to answer when he suddenly raised his head and looked at the horizon: "Is it so lively here today?"
I saw an old man with gray hair wearing a Confucian robe coming from the sky on a cloud.
After landing, he did not go to the hospital, but stood outside the fence and bowed.
"Zhongbo, the national master of Daqian Kingdom, has met the senior."
