A cold aura appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Jiang Zhenwu's body, as if it wanted to bind his whole body, so he could only watch as the sword split itself in half.

With such strength, Qingyao does have proud capital.

It's a pity.

She met Jiang Zhenwu.

The moment the sword light came to Jiang Zhenwu's eyes, Jiang Zhenwu took a breath at will, and then used a slight force under his feet, his arms were spread, and his body floated backwards like a crane, light and fast.

Qing Yao's speed was extremely fast, and the sword light was also extremely condensed, chasing Jiang Zhenwu directly, but the sword light was always in front of Jiang Zhenwu, less than a foot away, and he couldn't get any closer.

Not far away, when the old man Wang saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, obviously he didn't expect Jiang Zhenwu to show such a strong light skill as soon as he came up, and turned his head to look at Zhenyang, the Zhenyang Taoist priest didn't care about it, but the old god was drinking tea on the ground, and he looked like he knew it for a long time.

Old man Wang snorted coldly and continued to look at the two people who were fighting.

And Jiang Nan's eyes widened, she couldn't keep up with the speed of the battle between the two, she only saw the sword light and the figure swaying in the air, and the emotion in her heart was abnormal, which was almost no less than the computer-generated special effects pictures she saw in some special effects martial arts films, and even more peculiar and exaggerated than those special effects pictures.

This......

is his real strength, this is the strength that a strong man should have.

Jiang Nan knew that what she saw before was just the tip of the iceberg.

So, she looked more seriously.

However, then, with her strength and vision, she couldn't see anything at all.

Because, the two people who fought immediately increased their fighting speed.

Qing Yao saw that Jiang Zhenwu's light body technique was extremely clever and exquisite, no less than the secret method of light power of the Tianshan School that he specialized in, and more importantly, Jiang Zhenwu was exhibiting an internal light skill, and it was several times more difficult than the secret method of internal power light skill to be able to perform such an effect that was tantamount to flying.

That requires a more powerful inner secret method, as well as a more demanding comprehension and cultivation difficulty!

The next moment.

Qing Yao used his true qi, his body accelerated again out of thin air in the air, his wrist flipped, and the sword light instantly turned into a piece, enveloping Jiang Zhenwu's whole body.

Jiang Zhenwu didn't have time to increase his speed instantly, and he slowed down by half a beat, so a long cut was cut open by a sword light on his chest, and a trace of blood spilled out.

Although it was only a little flesh wound, it was extremely thrilling in the chest.

If Jiang Zhenwu had been a little slower just now, or Qing Yao had been a little faster, maybe this sword had already killed Jiang Zhenwu.

Qing Yao didn't show any signs of sparing his hand, as if he had never said that he would not kill Jiang Zhenwu, the sword light condensed again, and a sword stabbed at Jiang Zhenwu's throat, his eyes were slowly full of killing intent, and there was no sign of mercy on his subordinates, that is, he wanted Jiang Zhenwu's life.

When the sword light was a foot away from Jiang Zhenwu's throat, it suddenly swelled and extended half a foot, which was the effect of Qing Yao's true qi condensation, and if he went further, he could reach the realm of wielding sword qi.

Old man Wang also turned into a calm appearance of an old god, picked up the teacup and said lightly: "Old Dao, your apprentice is dead, don't blame me!"

The True Yang Daoist also said calmly: "If you die, your skills are not as good as others, I don't blame you." However, you still have to think about how to explain when you go back if you lose the True Martial Arts Secret Codex. ”

Old man Wang glared at Zhenyang and snorted coldly again.

At this time, while Jiang Zhenwu retreated, he suddenly grabbed Qing Yao's sword body.

A trace of mockery flashed in Qing Yao's eyes, and with another turn of her wrist, the sword body immediately spun around, and there was a trace of cold and condensed true qi circulating and exploding, setting off a storm.

If you dare to grab my sword, I will dare to abolish your hand directly, and then kill you!

Qing Yao's eyes were cold.

And Jiang Zhenwu still didn't give up, his eyes flashed, the breath in his body condensed, his feet finally touched the ground, and he was still retreating, and then his palm gave up grabbing the sword body, and smashed the sword qi extending from the tip of the sword, and then two fingers pinched Qing Yao's sword tip exquisitely.

Airplanes!

The rapidly rotating and trembling sword body was immediately clamped by Jiang Zhenwu and stopped, but the sword body was still shaking, making a sound of air shock, and at the same time, streams of true qi also burst out, impacting Jiang Zhenwu's fingers.

Jiang Zhenwu took a step with his feet, and then stopped, his feet sank into the ground for more than half a foot, almost merging with the earth, turning into a mountain, and the waves of cold true qi that hit into his body were directly dissolved by his cold ice power, and instead merged into his body.

"Qingyao, you lost!"

Jiang Zhenwu stared at Qing Yao on the opposite side and said lightly.

Qing Yao's face was still cold, and she didn't speak, but her arm shook again, and the sword blade in her hand trembled again, without the slightest intention of letting go, her hands seemed to be fused with the long sword.

Another sword qi rushed into Jiang Zhenwu's body!

Jiang Zhenwu did not refuse, and accepted it all, with his current tempering of the body, it was extremely durable, both inside and outside, and it had gradually changed towards the realm of internal and external integration, plus the true qi cultivated by Qing Yao was also in the same vein of cold and ice true qi, so the impact on him was even weaker.

Only that trace of sword intent threatened him a little, but it was also extremely limited.

"If that's the case, then it's offended. ”

Jiang Zhenwu said calmly, and then his fingers exerted force, and the majestic force like a mountain crushing rushed towards Qing Yao.

Even if Qing Yao practiced swords for ten years, it was difficult to hold the hilt of his sword, and when he forcibly held it, he only felt that his entire arm seemed to be falling off.

Click.

The next moment, Qing Yao's arm holding the long sword made a crisp sound, and it was the sound of a dislocated shoulder joint, and the whole arm suddenly softened, and Jiang Zhenwu also snatched Qing Yao's long sword away.

Scold!

Jiang Zhenwu flipped his palm and threw this extremely light, but extremely tough long sword on the ground, the blade of the sword directly inserted into the ground for more than a foot, and then the upper half shook violently, making a trembling sound, as if screaming.

The battle began extremely quickly and ended quickly.

Even a beginner like Jiang Nan can roughly see that the strength of the two does not seem to be of the same level, otherwise it would not have ended so quickly.

With the advantage of weapons, he was defeated so neatly, it can only be said that the gap between the cultivation realms of the two is extremely huge.

Qing Yao was stunned for a moment, and let one of her arms hang down in a daze, looking at the sword that she had used for several years, her expression was extremely complicated.

Jiang Zhenwu clenched his fists slightly, and said lightly: "Agreed!"

Qing Yao still didn't speak.

Old man Wang's figure disappeared from the chair in an instant, and appeared beside Qing Yao in an instant, shouting worriedly, "Qing Yao, are you okay?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Qing Yao's dislocated arm, and with a little force, he connected the arm joint to Qing Yao, and then glared at Jiang Zhenwu coldly.

Jiang Zhenwu glanced at Old Man Wang without showing weakness, and said without humility or arrogance: "Senior, I have already shown mercy to my subordinates!"

Old man Wang snorted and didn't talk about Jiang Zhenwu, because with his vision, he could naturally see that Jiang Zhenwu's strength was one level higher than Qing Yao's, so it was indeed merciful to his subordinates.

Otherwise, if Jiang Zhenwu had the intention just now, even if he couldn't kill Qing Yao just now, he could easily abolish Qing Yao's arm, then it could almost be said that he had cut off Qing Yao's martial arts path, instead of just a simple dislocated joint now.

Qing Yao also came to her senses at this time, glanced at Jiang Zhenwu with complicated eyes, and asked, "Are you really only eighteen years old?"

She didn't believe that Jiang Zhenwu, who had such cultivation, was really only eighteen years old.

In the Tianshan faction, Qing Yao is one of the few top masters of the younger generation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a genius, she has wandered away from several major sects in the Western Regions a few years ago, and there are very few who can fight with her, and there are only a handful of people who can really defeat her.

Therefore, she has always considered herself a genius.

On a mountain in this small place in Jiangzhou, there is an eighteen-year-old boy whose strength is one realm higher than her?

She can't even accept that fact now.

Jiang Zhenwu didn't speak, just nodded slightly, turned around and returned to the side of the master True Yang Daoist, and the True Yang Taoist had already picked up the True Martial Arts Secret Book on the table and looked through it.

This True Martial Arts Secret Book was something he had been thinking about for decades.

He didn't get it back then, but now he can rightfully take it into his pocket.

Old man Wang comforted Qing Yao a few words, and then sat back with Qing Yao, watching the True Yang Daoist take away the True Martial Secret Script, and then looked at the Zhuangzi Sword greedily, and said helplessly: "Old Dao, your apprentice is really cultivating here, and he is only eighteen years old this year?"

Old man Wang looked left and right, and took a few deep breaths, sure that this place was much worse than the mountain gate of the Tianshan Sect in the Western Regions, how could such a young master appear?

The True Yang Daoist casually and quickly looked at the True Martial Arts Secret Book in his hand, and replied: "Naturally, I am alone, I don't have your mountain gates that have been passed down for thousands of years, and I don't have any other resources, everything depends on my apprentice himself, I am only responsible for teaching him martial arts, and cultivating as an individual." ”

Old man Wang was speechless, looked at Jiang Zhenwu with a hint of envy, and said, "Okay!"

For a while, the old man didn't know what to say.

Qing Yao also carried his sword again, and stood there quietly, but his breath was much more restrained and low-key, without the wanton publicity just now, he glanced at Jiang Zhenwu, and then took a deep breath again, and made up his mind that he would retreat when he returned to the mountain gate this time.

This was Qing Yao's biggest blow in more than 20 years, she had never encountered such a huge crushing failure among her peers, let alone a teenager who was several years younger than herself!

And such a teenager, in this small place, the outside does not know about its existence.

Many disciples of the Great Sect like her are still sitting on their dreams of being the first in the world in the future......

Qing Yao had a hint of bitterness in her heart.

She lost simply, and she couldn't find the slightest excuse for her defeat, the only reason was that she was too weak and her opponent was too strong.

For this reason, she lost one of the three great treasures of the sect!

After a few seconds, Old Man Wang was a little embarrassed, stood up and said: "Old Dao, since this is the case, I am also defeated, and the secret book will be handed over to you, I am willing to gamble and lose, this matter will end here, I will take Qingyao back to the mountain gate." ”

The True Yang Daoist nodded indifferently, did not raise his eyes, but continued to look at the True Martial Secret Book in his hand.

Old man Wang nodded at Qing Yao, glanced at Jiang Zhenwu again, and walked outside with Qing Yao, his pace was a little hurried.

When the master and apprentice had just walked to the door.

The voice of the True Yang Daoist suddenly sounded: "Wait!"

Old man Wang didn't mean to stop at all, but pushed his apprentice, pushed Qingyao out of the courtyard, and stepped out of the courtyard with him, and said loudly: "Old Dao, don't send it, let's leave!"

As he spoke, Old Man Wang pulled his apprentice, and the two of them stood on the ground at the same time and quickly flew down the mountain.

But.

The True Yang Daoist put down the True Martial Arts Secret Book in his hand, his body flickered, and he had disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in the air outside the courtyard, just behind Old Man Wang and Master and Apprentice Qing Yao, and grabbed Old Man Wang's shoulder.

"Where to go, stay. ”

The voice of the True Yang Daoist was like thunder.

Jiang Zhenwu and Jiang Nan, both brothers and sisters, were a little surprised when they saw this situation.

However, Jiang Zhenwu looked at the Zhenwu Secret Book placed on the table, which had been turned to the last page by the old Taoist, but there was an obvious tear mark on the last page, looking at the trace, it should have been torn off the last page.

"You stand here and don't move. ”

Jiang Zhenwu said to Jiang Nan, and his figure also rushed outside.

He knew that he and his master should have been deceived by the old man Wang.

This True Martial Arts Secret Book is missing a page, and looking at the appearance of the master, it may still be missing a very important page.

On the last page, there may be important information!

Rumble!

And the battle outside has already begun.

The True Yang Daoist caught up with Old Man Wang, grabbed it with his palm, and a stream of condensed true qi burst out from his palm, enveloping Old Man Wang's master and apprentice.

At the critical moment, Old Man Wang pushed his apprentice out, and then turned over and fought hard with the True Yang Daoist.

There was a bang, and a wave of hot and icy breath rushed in all directions, and below the two of them, the grass showed a withered yellow color on one side, and a layer of frost appeared on the other.

The figure of the True Yang Daoist swayed slightly in the air, but Old Man Wang flew towards the bottom of the mountain at a faster speed with the power of the True Yang Daoist.

"Old Dao, I'll go first, no need to send it!"

Old man Wang shouted again, caught up with his apprentice, grabbed Qing Yao and accelerated again, disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, and headed northwest.

The figure of the True Yang Daoist stood in the air, as if he existed in the air, his face was calm, his eyes flashed with anger and killing intent, condensed with his true qi, and made a voice in the northwest direction: "Wang Snitch, today's matter, I will go to Tianshan Mountain one day!"

An ethereal voice in the distance also floated over: "The Tianshan faction is waiting!"

Hum!

The True Yang Daoist snorted angrily, waved his palm, and a true qi swayed at will, and a stone seven or eight meters high in the distance was shattered on the spot, making a rumbling sound, and the gravel turned into a charred black, and when it flew in the air, it turned into black powder, swaying on the ground, covering a layer.

"Master!"

Jiang Zhenwu came to the gate of the courtyard and shouted to the master.

The True Yang Daoist turned around and fell to the ground, nodded to Jiang Zhenwu, and then walked back to the courtyard step by step, sat down again, and picked up the True Martial Secret Book again, and couldn't help but flash a trace of anger in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Snitch, sure enough, he has been a thief all his life!"