Qin Feng was apprehensive in his heart, and he uncovered the gourd stopper.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Buzz.

Suddenly, the gray gourd leaves its hand and spun into the air autonomously.

"Hmph, Jianhu, don't do it yourself!"

Yin Yangzi's face is very ugly, he is the first sword cultivator in the Western Barbarian City, he has arrogance and arrogance, in the huge Western Barbarian Domain, he is the first person in the way of the sword, it is a peak, and the seedlings who have embarked on the way of the sword are all committed to him.

His realm is in the early stage of returning to the ruins, but he has never paid attention to the people in the middle of the ruins, and the monks in the later stage of returning to the ruins have to leave a little thin face for him.

There are so many sword moves he has created, all of which have become the foundation of the Yin Yang Sword School.

When he was young, Yin Yang Zi once traveled south, went to the Sword Continent to obtain the true scriptures, and when he returned, the sword moves were already superb.

There weren't too many people on the street, and after Yin Yang Zi revealed his cultivation to the ruins realm, the few people scattered had dispersed, and a fat child stood on the side of the street crying and was carried into the house by his mother.

Qian Feiye's face fused, he didn't expect Qin Feng to speak so arrogantly, it was too late to stop it, he could only pray on the side.

"Li Daoyou, what's wrong? Contrary to the norm, he has always been a monk who is good at taking measures. ”

"Could it be that he really has extraordinary attainments in kendo?"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the sword intent in Qin Feng's sword grumble had already rushed out, and that sword intent crossed an amazing trajectory in the air, making a clanging sound, like a silver flower, and directly taking the eyebrows of Yin and Yangzi.

The sword intent robbed the light of the sun, and it appeared grand, carrying an image that was even greater than that of the Western Barbarian City;

The sword light was empty, without any gorgeous decoration, it was a blank piece of paper, a metaphor for the most simple and essential thing in the way of the sword;

The sword light gives people the illusion that in front of it, all laws are invalid, and all laws are surrendered, and it is the king.

A tree's sword intent is very strong, but heaven and earth do not resonate with it, but are somewhat repulsed, and the vitality that escapes in the void does not help its might, but prevents him from sweeping away.

Even though heaven and earth are rejected, and all laws are contrary to it, it is still firmly swept away.

Yin Yang Zi looked at this sword intent with a dew on his face, and his heart trembled, he had never seen a sword intent that could cause the general trend of heaven and earth to join hands to resist.

He had never seen that a single sword move could burst out with such an amazing momentum without relying on the blessing of the general trend of heaven and earth, and without relying on the increase of the will of the sword.

This is not a sword intent that a person can grasp.

"It's amazing!" Yin Yang Zi used his hand as a sword, and his index and middle fingers were straight, slashing in front of him.

A sword light followed his fingertips and fell, and the moment the sword light appeared, every inch was scattered into several sword lights, and the small sword lights that were scattered were divided again, and each one evolved into three swords.

Yin Yang Zi didn't seem to have drawn his sword, but he struck a sword move, and it seemed that he only made one sword, but in fact, hundreds of sword lights appeared in front of him.

Jian Yan!

This is a sword move that Yin Yang Zi comprehended in the realm of returning to ruins, he tried his best to analyze the mystery of the avenue hidden in the swordsmanship, watched the baby give birth hundreds of times in the mundane, and finally comprehended this move.

A sword gives birth to a sword, and a sword light gives birth to a hundred sword lights.

Zizizizi.

A tree sword

Meaning swept with unpredictable might, like a thick tree sweeping, it was not as subtle as the Yin and Yang Zi sword moves, and the power was also inferior, the moment the two collided, hundreds of sword lights fell and became dead things.

Rushing.

The sword light smashed down, gently falling to the stone street, like a large piece of goose feathers, when the sword light landed, the smoke and dust rolled, and after the smoke and dust dissipated, the originally flat ground was uneven, and hundreds of small potholes appeared.

Those sword lights were nowhere to be found.

Yin Yang Zi was shocked, and hurriedly took a step back, and the two big hands slowly pushed forward, and the cultivation of the Ruins Realm was undoubtedly revealed, the hands bloomed with fierce light, and the treasure of the arm was revived, gushing immeasurable power.

He successfully blocked Qin Feng's sword intent.

Qian Feiye stepped forward and explained: "Yin Yang Zi senior, you have a large number of adults, my friend has just arrived in Xiban City, I don't know your deeds, let alone your achievements in the field of kendo. ”

"Young people, with high spirits, it is inevitable that there will be confrontation in words, but that is all an unintentional mistake, and the seniors of Yin and Yang must not be angry. ”

He saw that Qin Feng's sword move was stopped, so he said: "We are all juniors, how dare we test our swordsmanship with you, you can give us two words, and we can benefit a lot." ”

He raised his head and saw Yin Yang Zi slowly walking towards Qin Feng, shouting that it was not good.

"It shouldn't matter, Li Daoyou has an old saint by his side, even if the Yin and Yang seniors want to be embarrassed, they can't hurt him. ”

The only bone maggot left on the old saint's body swayed, and he turned around stiffly, releasing a divine thought, indicating that he would not be involved in these things, and would be an outsider.

The old saint is holding a grudge.

Yin Yang Zi discovered the existence of the old sage at the beginning, which is why he was provoked by the youth and laughed it off.

The old man followed the young man, who was a saint after all, although he was crippled, delirious, unable to speak, and had three mutilated limbs.

Yin Yang Zi walked up to Qin Feng, bent down to bow to the master, and said, "If you have a skill, you can be a teacher, master, please accept me and teach me that sword intent!"

Yin Yang Zi only has a tree sword intent in his eyes, for the sake of sword intent, he can give up the respect of the elders and the young, and he doesn't care that the strength of the young man is lower than him by a big realm.

Qian Feiye was dumbfounded, retreated again and again, and said in a panic: "Yin Yang senior, you ...... Are you alright?"

Lai Daoyou...... Is it your master?" he looked at Qin Feng, suspecting that the young man was a hidden master, or the reincarnation of a sword immortal.

On both sides of the street, some passing monks hurriedly stopped to watch, muttering one after another, wondering why an old man called a young man a master.

As more and more people gather, the identity of Yin Yang Zi will be recognized sooner or later.

"Qiandaoyou, hurry up and disperse them, if such a thing spreads, it will not be good for the reputation of the predecessors of Yin and Yangzi. ”

He picked up the yin and yang who saluted: "The predecessor is a great power of the sword, and he is the existence that is expected to become a sword saint in the future, the first person in the sword path of Ximan City, how can he be my apprentice?"

"I'm just mastering a sword intent. ”

Seeing that Qianfeiye was stunned in place, he didn't know why, he explained: "The Yin and Yang seniors want to worship me as a teacher,

Learn my sword intent. ”

A tree sword intent that is returned to the ordinary, after being stored by the sword glove, can be struck out, it can restore its original power, and even Yin Yang Zi must deal with it with a realm advantage in order to defeat a tree sword intent.

This method is not weaker than the Heavy Ming Technique, and the two do not belong to the same kind, but they are two levels, and they have reached the extreme.

Chongming is the pinnacle of martial arts, the ultimate in the world's law, or the strongest method that a monk can master. The Seven Treasures Second Technique, although the Five Elements Divine Light is stronger, no one can master it.

A tree sword intent represents the end of a great avenue, and this sword intent can grow with people's cultivation and improvement, and there is no limit in sight.

Although Qin Feng's voice was very low, it was still heard by onlookers on both sides of the street.

"My God, that person turned out to be Yin Yang Zi, the first person in the city's swordsman! Am I dazzled? He actually knelt down just now and called the young master!"

There is a lot of speculation.

"The young man is the master of Yin and Yangzi, so to what extent does his kendo cultivation go, will he be a kendo saint?"

"The cultivation of young people is the realm of plating, and they have not reached the realm of slashing, and they are not holy. ”

"In my opinion, the young man is likely to be the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal, recognized by the predecessors of Yin and Yangzi, who had a master-apprentice relationship in the previous era. ”

Such news spread quickly, and in less than half a day, the cultivators in Xiban City were well known.

"Have you heard? There is also a master of the sword power Yin Yang Zi, that is, the young man who opened the Chongming Bird in the gambling stone field, he is the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal!"

"Really, I must worship him as a teacher, ask for swordsmanship, and one day enter the Sword Continent!"

"What are you kidding, if you want to worship Li Jianxian as a teacher, isn't that the same generation as Yinyangzi?

"Then I will first worship Yin Yang Zi as a teacher, become Li Jianxian's apprentice, and try to become an apprentice!"

Qin Feng and his party arrived at the foothold, away from the outside world's discussions, and Yin and Yang Zi followed him to move in.

"Yin Yang senior, why do you still follow me? Could it be that you really want to worship me as a teacher?" Qin Feng smiled bitterly, he always thought it was a joke.

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded solemnly and stood side by side with the old sage.

"No, how can this be true, I am only in the early stage of plating, and I have not yet developed the treasure of the body, how can I be worthy of being your master?"

"You're tormenting me. He looked at Chifeiha for advice.

With such a powerhouse of the Returning Ruins Realm following by his side, he was still a stranger who had only met him once, Qin Feng's heart was very unsteady, and he did not accept the other party's thoughts.

Boom.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Yin Yang Zi knelt on one knee, kowtowed, and vowed: "I swear with a sword to worship Li Changxu as a teacher, if there is injustice, the sword will kill people." ”

Qian Feiye was frightened by this kneeling, he understood that the other party was really coming, and said hesitantly: "Senior...... Yin and Yang seniors, you are seniors, we ......"

Seeing that the other party didn't get up for a long time, he persuaded Qin Feng: "Li Daoyou, Yin and Yang have done this, look at your ......"

He was uneasy in his heart, and he felt that he would break when he was bowed down by a man who was a thousand years older

Longevity.

Qin Feng sighed: "You are a sword cultivator, you swear by a sword, and you are sincere to such a point, then I will reluctantly embarrass it." ”

He looked at the sword in his hand and said slowly: "It's okay if you want to learn this sword intent, I can teach it to you." ”

"I can't hide it, this sword intent is the law of other realms, I have obtained it by sleepwalking for nine days, it is extremely obscure, and I sat in my dream for 14,000 years before I mastered it. ”

"It is estimated that it will take me a lot of time to teach you, and for cultivators, time is a precious cultivation resource. ”

He proposed: "In this way, charge according to the class hours, your swordsmanship attainments are not low, and it is estimated that it will take three thousand class hours to fully master this swordsmanship." ”

"For other people, I will charge two hundred low-grade yuan stones for one lesson, but you are a senior, you will charge one hundred yuan stones for one lesson. ”

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and asked for Yuan Shi: "Start now, learn the first lesson." ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Strongest Truth and Taoism" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~