In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and the fact that Xin Jiuli had already practiced the Flying Sword Technique had already spread among the newcomer disciples of the Six Veins of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even some of the elders knew about it, but most of them chose to remain silent. After all, the sword cultivation line has not produced a disciple who can break through the fifth level of the Kaiyuan Realm for many years, and it must not be easily punished. All of a sudden, Xin Jiuli's became one of the newcomers' disciples' after-dinner chatter, and the limelight was unique for a while.

However, at this time, Xin Jiuli didn't know that he already had some fame, and in the past three days, he still went out to practice swords every day, and it wasn't until this morning that he noticed some differences, and as soon as he came to the martial arts training ground, many disciples looked at him.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Big brother!"

At this time, a disciple with a sword in his hand walked over, this disciple he was very familiar with, it was Zhao Jian, the second junior disciple of his own sword cultivation lineage!

"Senior brother, I heard that you have practiced the art of flying swords, is it true?" As soon as he walked in front of Xin Jiuli, Zhao Jian hurriedly asked.

Xin Jiuli felt that there was nothing to hide from the other party, after all, many people saw it when he used the flying sword, so he nodded honestly.

"Damn! Senior brother, you are amazing! ”

After hearing Xin Jiuli's answer, Zhao Jian immediately jumped up, with excitement on his little face, as if he had learned the art of flying swords. Kneel and beg for a hundred eyes to sing

waited until he calmed down before snorting coldly:

"Senior brother, you have learned the art of flying swords, and in the future, we will see if the other people of the five veins will dare to bully us!"

Xin Jiuli felt a faint pain in his heart when he heard this, yes, once upon a time, he was not bullied everywhere, why? It's because there is no master in the flying sword line!

Kyushu Continent, Strength Respected,

No one looks down on anyone without strength.

He could understand Zhao Jian's mood now.

"Senior brother, don't worry, from now on, the Flying Sword Pulse will no longer allow outsiders to bully!"

Xin Jiuli looked at Zhao Jian and said with a serious face.

The voice cheered up: "Today, I want to let you really see the power of our flying sword!! ”

Zhao Jian was stunned, and vaguely guessed what Xin Jiuli was going to do, but at this moment, Xin Jiuli had already turned his head to look at the other disciples around him.

"Which of you is willing to compete with me?" His words were full of confidence, and the surrounding disciples gathered their eyes one after another.

Provocation, the provocation of Chiguoguo.

But most of these disciples present had seen Xin Jiuli's flying sword technique, and at this time, they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and the voice of discussion was loud.

Suddenly, there was a roar of anger in the crowd

"Xin Jiuli, don't think that you can be lawless if you practice the flying sword technique, I will come to meet you!"

Out of the crowd came a child dressed in white, who looked much older and taller than Xin Jiuli

"Yes, senior brother, teach him a good lesson!"

"It's so rampant, let's give him some color."

As soon as they saw that someone was willing to come forward, the children in the neighborhood all followed suit and pointed the finger at Xin Jiuli.

Xin Jiuli knew this person, Wang Ming of Jiuying's lineage.

This person's cultivation has already been the fifth level of the Kaiyuan Realm, and he is enough to rank in the top five among the new disciples in these years.

"Okay, we'll see you at Fenghuotai!"

Wang Ming heard the praise of the surrounding disciples, and his confidence increased, and he glanced at Xin Jiuli coldly and walked towards the neighborhood, and the surrounding disciples also followed one after another when they saw this.

"Big brother..."

Zhao Jian came over at this time and wanted to say something.

"Senior brother, do you still want to stop me?"

"No, no, no, senior brother, I believe in you!" Zhao Jian clenched his fists and followed closely behind Xin Jiuli.

Fenghuo Tai, as the name suggests, is a place used to settle personal grievances for disciples in the sect, and no matter what kind of accident happens on the stage, it cannot be punished by the sect.

Therefore, the first thing Xin Jiuli thought of when he practiced the flying sword technique was to go to Fenghuotai to make a name for himself.

It didn't take long for Xin Jiuli and the others to come to the vicinity of Fenghuotai, which was a huge ring, surrounded by a wide field for onlookers, and at this time it was already full of hundreds of disciples.

As soon as they saw Xin Jiuli and the others coming, these people pointed at the two of them.

"Look, that's Xin Jiuli, it's said that he wants to challenge Senior Brother Wang Ming."

"What? He is Xin Jiuli, I heard that he has practiced the technique of flying swords, can Senior Brother Wang Ming win against him? ”

"Shhhh Don't talk nonsense," someone made a silencing gesture.

Xin Jiuli was very disdainful of these discussions, and looked straight at Wang Ming on the stage.

"Xin Jiuli, what's the matter, don't you dare to come up?"

Wang Ming grinned and showed a grim smile.

"Humph!"

Xin Jiuli snorted coldly, and stepped into the ring with a few big strides with his feet.

The fivefold of the Kaiyuan Realm, although it is not yet able to fly in the sky, but it can also fly short distances.

After landing on the ground, Xin Jiuli immediately clenched the sword at his waist and waited for the moment to make a move.

"Xin Jiuli, you really have a kind, I'll let you see how powerful our Jiuying is in the same vein!"

The corners of Wang Ming's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, and there was a small black gourd in his hand when he turned his hand, Xin Jiuli, who had seen the gourd many times, knew the power of this gourd, and immediately pulled out the sword on his waist and rushed towards Wang Ming.

"Boom..."

Wang Ming ignored Xin Jiu, but silently recited an unknown incantation in his mouth, and in an instant, a puff of black smoke began to emerge from the black gourd.

Seeing the black smoke appear, Xin Jiuli hurriedly stopped.

"Roar!"

As a tiger roared and the black smoke cleared, the mottled tiger that had been pitch black appeared in the ring.

The strange thing is that this black tiger is different from ordinary tigers, his whole body exudes black qi, as if it is not flesh and blood at all, but a body formed by the black qi just now.

As soon as the black tiger Fang appeared, he stared at Xin Jiuli with his teeth and claws, and immediately rushed up to gnaw at it.

"Hehe, this is a tiger spirit that I just subdued last month, so I'll try your power."

Wang Ming said with a smug face, and as soon as the words fell, the black giant tiger pounced towards Xin Jiuli.

Although it was not the black wolf that was summoned in the gourd last time, Xin Jiuli did not dare to slack off, taking advantage of the moment when the black tiger jumped up, he skillfully slid under the black tiger's body, and then stabbed violently.

"Bang"

A muffled sound came out, Xin Jiuli dodged to the side, and looked at the unscathed black fox in a daze, just now, he did stab the black tiger, but unlike what he imagined, the body of this black tiger was surprisingly strong, and it felt like stabbing a rock.

"Idiot, the power of my tiger spirit is not something you can imagine, you just wait to die."

Wang Ming grinned and sat on the side of the ring to rest, obviously looking like he was watching a good show.

"Wow..."

"Senior Brother Wang is also too powerful, he didn't need to make a move to beat Xin Jiuli's head." One of the disciples jumped excitedly.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect the exercises of Jiuying to be so powerful, I have to find Senior Brother Wang for advice and advice when I go back."

Zhao Jian, who is also a flying sword line, is in his throat, if Xin Jiuli is killed, then no one will really be able to stand out in his flying sword lineage, and the treatment of his sword cultivation disciples will be even worse than before in the future.

His face was as dead as he thought of this.

Xin Jiuli in the ring was still desperately dodging the black tiger's attack, but if you look closely, you will find that there is no sense of crisis on his face at all, and even a little happy charm.

After dodging the black tiger's pounce once, Xin Jiuli hurriedly threw out the flying sword in his hand.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Edgeworth rides the wind!!"

With a "rub", the flying sword thrown by Xin Jiuli quickly turned around and flew towards Wang Ming, who was sitting in the corner of the ring.

"Nope! No! Wang Ming stood up instantly, revealing a look of despair.

"Poof..."

Blood splashed high, followed by the sound of falling to the ground, and the disciples in the audience stood up one after another.

"Wow..."

"He... He had just killed Senior Brother Wang Ming. ”

"Kill, kill, run!!"