Chapter 138: Finding out the news
"Zheng!"
Zhao Chuanbin's right hand slapped on the scabbard behind him, a crisp sword sound sounded, and the long sword behind his back came out of the sheath in response, and rose into the sky with a "whoosh". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Han Xiao nodded slightly, "It's a bit interesting, your swordsmanship attainments have also reached the realm of sword heart comprehension, Boss Meng's disciples and grandchildren, but there are many talents!"
Zhao Chuanbin bowed to Han Xiao, no longer answered, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, take it!"
After speaking, he grabbed his right hand, and his figure ejected, holding the sword that soared into the sky in his hand.
The sword light flickered, and in an instant, three dazzling white rays suddenly appeared in front of Han Xiao in front of him, sweeping from the top, middle and bottom three ways, and the momentum was extremely amazing.
Han Xiao relied on his identity, and he didn't take out his sword, he directly urged the strong Yuan Force, condensed a Yuan Qi Gang Cover around his body, and only listened to the three sounds of "Chop, Chop, Chop!", and the three sword rays stood on top of the Gang Cover, leaving three shallow white marks, which could not penetrate at all.
Zhao Chuanbin was shocked in his heart, it turned out that this "senior" who seemed to only have the Qi Condensation Realm, Yuan Li cultivation was so unfathomable!
In fact, Han Xiao's Inner Qi Sea Realm is just the Ninefold Realm of Condensation Veins, but in the past two years, more than nine "veins" have appeared in his Inner Qi Sea.
Perhaps because it wasn't his own Qi Sea, every time his Inner Qi Sea cultivation increased by one weight, a red point of light like a star would form in his inner sea. In the past two years or so, Han Xiao's internal qi sea has already broken through the limit of the "Nine Veins".
By this moment, he had already accumulated seventy-two red points of light in his sea of internal qi.
This is equivalent to an ordinary Condensing Vein Realm martial artist, opening seventy-two veins at once!
Therefore, the strength of his yuan power can only be described as "terrifying".
"Senior, look at this trick again!"
Zhao Chuanbin took a deep breath, swung his strength hard, raised the sword height above his head, and roared: "Ten thousand swords return to the yuan!"
Swish!
The entire space instantly darkened, and countless sharp sword qi rushed towards Zhao Chuanbin's sword body, converging an incomparably thick sword light, wrapped in overwhelming power, towards Han Xiao's left shoulder, and slashed fiercely.
"Interesting. Han Xiao's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised in his heart.
The swordsmanship of this Immortal Sword Gate is really much more subtle than that of Xuanbing Palace.
Han Xiao's figure stood in place, not dodging or dodging, slightly sideways to let go of Zhao Chuanbin's sword blade, and stretched out the two fingers of his right hand and clamped it.
These actions are smooth and smooth in one go.
Bite!
The blade of the sword was firmly sandwiched between two fingers by Han Xiao with incomparable precision.
Zhao Chuanbin hurriedly drew his sword, who knew that the long sword in his hand seemed to have taken root, no matter how hard he tried, the blade of the sword did not move at all.
"The seniors are brilliant. Zhao Chuanbin finally gave up, let go of the long sword, stood firmly opposite Han Xiao, and bowed, "The junior is convinced." ”
"Hehe, your swordsmanship is also very good. Han Xiao smiled proudly, flicked his right finger, and the cold and cold long sword, "whoosh", slashed through a perfect arc in the air, and fell into Zhao Chuanbin's scabbard.
"Thank you for your advice. Zhao Chuanbin kept his hands in an arched posture, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Is the predecessor really the brother of the ancestor master?"
"You'll find out when the time comes. Han Xiao grinned, picked up the two jars with his left hand, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, drink this jar of good wine first!"
As he spoke, he threw one of the altars over.
Zhao Chuanbin stretched out his hand to take it, and his heart was even more shocked.
It turned out that from beginning to end, Han Xiao actually beat him, the top ten among the three generations of disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, with just two fingers.
"Haha!" Han Xiao picked up the wine jar, looked up and poured a few sips of "Gu Dong Gu Dong", and laughed: "Good wine!"
In the past few years, following Mu Yunchuan's old drunkard, although Han Xiao has not become a little drunkard, he has finally grown a little drunk.
Zhao Chuanbin saw that Han Xiao did not put on the stinky shelf of "predecessor master" at all, he was secretly impressed in his heart, and also hugged the wine jar, and the gurgling was a burst of fierce pouring, only a few sips, and a jar of fine wine was almost bottoming out.
I have to say that although his swordsmanship level is far inferior to Han Xiao, his ability to drink can be compared with that of the old drunkard Mu Yunchuan.
"That's right. Han Xiao suddenly put down the wine jar and said with a smile: "I suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask you." ”
Zhao Chuanbin wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said with a straight face: "Senior, please speak." ”
Han Xiao remembered the entrustment of the old village chief he met in Panshi Village, and said with a smile: "Do you know that in the Immortal Sword Sect, there is a young man named Zheng Dongting? He is about twenty years old this year, and it seems that he said that he was going to worship in the Immortal Sword Sect a few years ago, have you heard of this person?"
Zhao Chuanbin thought for a moment very seriously, and then returned: "The juniors have never heard of this name, but maybe someone has already seen him. ”
"Oh?" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by that?"
Zhao Chuanbin smiled, "Outside the mountain gate of our Immortal Sword Sect, there are some young people who want to worship in the Immortal Sword Sect all year round, but their qualifications are slightly inferior and they can't meet the standards of our sect, so they haven't been included in the door." ”
"But God rewards hard work, and those who have great perseverance, we will also consider it at our discretion and enter the door. Zhao Mingcheng laughed loudly: "More than three hundred years ago, our Immortal Sword Sect once had a sword idiot with extremely poor qualifications, and he knelt outside the three gates for three years, moved an elder, and was admitted to the door. As a result, this sword idiot turned out to be a blockbuster, and became a peerless powerhouse of my faction, with high swordsmanship attainments, and chased after the ancestor of my Immortal Sword Sect. ”
"Oh?" the corners of Han Xiao's mouth hung with a hint of arc, "This sword idiot you are talking about should be Meng Fei Meng's boss, right?"
Among their brothers, Meng Fei does seem to be a bit mun on the surface, but he is actually not stupid, but an internal show.
"Hehe, it's Patriarch Meng Fei. Zhao Chuanbin's eyes showed admiration, "It is also since then that our Immortal Sword Sect has left such a rule, that is, if you can kneel for three years, and if there are elders who are willing to collect it exceptionally, ordinary people with poor qualifications can also be admitted to the mountain gate." ”
"I see. Han Xiao nodded slightly, that kid named Zheng Dongting might be kneeling outside the mountain gate of the Immortal Sword Gate now.
"Does that young man have any relationship with his seniors?" Zhao Chuanbin glanced at Han Xiao and said, "If the seniors are useful to the juniors, please do not hesitate to give orders." ”
"Then thank you little brother first. Han Xiao laughed a few times, but he had already made a plan in his heart.
"It's late at night, little brother, so let's stop here tonight. Han Xiao raised the wine jar, saluted Zhao Chuanbin from afar, took a big sip, and then floated in the direction of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, walking quickly.
He hasn't forgotten that Ye Xuan's girl is still waiting for him!