When did these children see such a bloody scene, although they shouted loudly before, but at this time, when they saw Wang Ming being killed, they all scattered and fled, and they all disappeared without a trace after a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Zhao Jian ran up, and it was not difficult to see from his trembling steps that he was also scared at this time, "Big... Big brother, I... What are we going to do? ”

Xin Jiuli spread his hands, "What else can I do, go back to the master!" ”

This is the first time he has killed someone, but he has no fear of emotion, on the contrary, he is faintly satisfied in his heart, this is what he wants to achieve, he wants to make the flying sword line known to everyone in the sect, and he wants to make a name for himself!

Following by Zhao Jian, Xin Jiuli returned to Flying Sword Peak and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

After hesitating for a while, he knocked on the door, and Xin Jiuli walked in, "Master, the disciple has just ... Killed! ”

Xin Jiuli pretended to be cautious and explained to the back room, but in fact, his heart was more excited, and he just hoped that his master would not blame himself too much.

A figure walked out, he was white, he looked like he was in his thirties, and his face was as clean as a scholar who was rushing to take the exam.

This is the supreme person of the flying sword lineage, Li Yuanhua.

"I know that I can't do it, and what I shouldn't have come is here after all, alas!"

Li Yuanhua looked at Li Si and sighed slowly.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" héiyaпgě

Xin Jiuli asked confusedly, feeling that his master was chattering today.

"Sword cultivation! Sword Repair! Is the sword itself meant to kill? Li Yuanhua lowered his head and asked, as if he was puzzled and seemed to be talking to himself.

Xin Jiuli wasn't sure if Li Yuanhua was asking himself, but he still thought about it and replied seriously, "Master, the disciple believes that the sword itself is a killing weapon. ”

"Now that you've found your kendo, why bother? Let's go back..."

Li Yuanhua waved his hand, turned around and walked into the back room.

Zhao Jian, who was on the side, listened to the clouds and fog, but just stood still in place.

Xin Jiuli understood something, and nodded secretly.

Although Li Yuanhua didn't say anything explicitly, he knew that his incident this time was in the past, and the senior brother of the Law Enforcement Hall should not ask about his mistakes.

"Senior brother, what does the master mean by what he just said, why don't I understand."

Zhao Jian followed Xin Jiuli for a long time before he couldn't help but ask.

"Senior brother, you don't understand, the master is encouraging me, hoping that I will kill more of this scum, so as to revitalize our flying sword lineage."

Xin Jiuli replied with a smile, feeling extremely comfortable.

Zhao Jian thought for a while, and felt that it seemed to be really the meaning, and his heart was relieved.

The two of them knew that if they established their authority this time, they would definitely cause a sensation among the new disciples, and they didn't dare to go out and show their faces again at this time, and after chatting for a while, they each returned to their residences.

At the same time, the hall of the Jiuying lineage was exploding at this time.

"Who is it! Who killed my brother!! ”

An angry voice rang out in the hall.

As the voice searched, it was a young man in his twenties, with long gray hair draped behind him, dressed in black, looking like an ordinary person.

But the strange thing is that this man's eyes are only the whites of the eyes, and there is no black.

Behind him, three fourteen or fifteen-year-olds stood tremblingly in place.

"Great, Senior Brother, it was the one who killed Senior Brother Wang..."

"Say!"

"It's Xin Jiuli, the eldest disciple of the Flying Sword lineage!"

A child with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walked out and said viciously: "That Xin Jiuli has learned the art of flying swords during this time, and many new disciples have been bullied by him in recent years, senior brother, you have to avenge Senior Brother Wang Ming." ”

"Good, good!"

The white-eyed young man said three good words in a row, "A mere sword cultivator dares to commit murder in front of me, where is he?" I'm going to end up with him! ”

"Senior brother, it's not proper, although Xin Jiuli persecuted Senior Brother Wang Ming, but after all, the two sides signed a life and death contract on the Fenghuo Platform, if Senior Brother goes to make a move at this time, he will inevitably be dealt with by the Law Enforcement Hall."

Although the sharp-beaked monkey's cheek-like child is young, his eyes are shining from time to time, and he is obviously a sinister character, and he thinks of the long term at once.

"Then what do you say, do you want me to stop at Jiuying?" The white-eyed man calmed down, looked at the child and said hatefully.

"Boom... Senior brother don't have to worry, in two months it will be a once-a-year sect competition, and then that Xin Jiuli will inevitably come out to make the first bird on behalf of the flying sword line, and when the senior brother comes to the stage and kills this person by mistake, even if he is the sect master, he can't have any objections..."

"Good, good! Zeyu, if it's really as you said, then I will definitely give you a good point of pointing out your cultivation problems. ”

The white-eyed man's eyes flickered with flames, and he was obviously satisfied with the child's approach.

The monkey-cheeked child's heart was full of thanks, and naturally there were bursts of thanks, and for a while, the hall became hot.

Xin Jiuli didn't know that he had been remembered by the senior brother of Jiuying.

In the new day, Xin Jiuli began to practice again, from this day on, he did not comprehend the way of the sword again, nor did he practice the sword again, but practiced the exercises, and he thought that the cultivation of the way of the sword was enough to deal with the average disciple.

The only thing that is lacking is cultivation.

Generally speaking, the cultivation of ordinary disciples is from one to nine in the Kaiyuan Realm, and above there are the ten true disciples.

It is rumored that the lowest strength of the top ten true disciples is also the Condensing Light Realm, which is not something that Xin Jiuli can fight against at all, but these ten true disciples have always been in retreat and practicing strange exercises, and they will not go out if they have nothing important.

So now, as long as he is promoted to the level of cultivation that can resist the ninefold of the Kaiyuan Realm, he can completely revitalize the Flying Sword lineage.

The flying sword has been low in cultivation since ancient times, but there is a special feature, that is, power!

No matter how bad the sword cultivation is, it can generally fight at a higher level, which means that although Xin Jiuli only has the fivefold cultivation of the Kaiyuan Realm now, he will not have the power to resist against the sixfold of the Kaiyuan Realm.

"There are still two months left to be the Great Sect Competition, if I can advance to the Seventh Rank of the Kaiyuan Realm during this time, it will be good."

"It's a pity that I'm only the fifth level of the Kaiyuan Realm now, it's difficult!" Xin Jiuli muttered to himself.

It's hard to return, but how can Xin Jiuli be a person who is afraid of difficulties?

The way of sword cultivation was originally full of difficulties, why could Xin Jiuli become the first person in the Heavenly Dao Sect to cultivate swords? It's because he's not afraid of difficulties!

Xin Jiuli, who had adjusted his mood, soon began to cultivate cross-legged, his cultivation techniques were not special, and they were all practicing the same --- Kaiyuan Qi Condensation Technique as the sword cultivation disciples

It didn't take long for the faint vitality to begin to gather around him, and the day's cultivation began again.