"Martial Emperor!"

The people who can be called emperors are the strongest people of an era, as far as Ye Lang knows, there are only a few people recorded in the annals of history, Ye Que said that the martial emperor, Ye Lang has not heard of it, the inheritance records of the nine domains disappeared most of them five thousand years ago, Ye Lang has not heard the legend of the martial emperor, in fact, it is quite normal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter who he is, the Burning Sky Twelve Style is still very important to Ye Lang, there are high-grade weapons, there is no corresponding exercise, it is also useless, Ye Que has carefully examined this marksmanship, every move is integrated, and even personally tested, only to find that this is a martial art specially prepared for Ye Lang, which will raise her to the highest level.

Ye Que didn't have no suspicions, the mountain protection array of Hanxue Peak was arranged by him personally, it was impossible for someone to appear in Hanxue Peak silently without being discovered by him, not to mention that he knew that person had no malicious intentions, and even had a sense of intimacy, as if it was him.

Ye Lang solemnly accepted the jade slip, the thing she was most anxious about now was to build the foundation, but she didn't expect that four years had passed, and the original plan to build the foundation within two years had not been reached at all, and the matter promised to Li Xian that day had not yet been concluded, and I don't know if Aunt Li and Uncle Li are okay now, and whether she has to inform Shizun about her affairs in the Valley of the Buried Sword.

"You learn this marksmanship first, and after a few days, you can practice in the door, and your martial arts can only be improved through continuous fighting."

"Yes." Ye Lang nodded, with some anxiety in his eyes.

"That disciple named Li Xian, I went back two years ago, you, cultivate with peace of mind, as for the rest, there is a promising teacher, you don't need to think too much, and you can't rush to cultivate."

"The disciple knows." Knowing that Li Xian's matter had been resolved, Ye Lang breathed a sigh of relief and let Aunt Li and his wife see Li Xian, it was just a piece of her heart, and she hoped that people who were good to her would be able to achieve their wishes.

Ye Lang probed her divine sense into the jade jian, and she was a little dumbfounded by the positive exercises that appeared in her mind, it was too strong, this was her first thought, except for Shizun, no one had ever given her such a powerful feeling.

"I'll accompany you as a teacher."

Ye Que's words made Ye Lang's heart feel a lot easier, her body was not in serious trouble, as soon as she thought of seeing Mu Yunxuan soon, she felt that her time was short, and she needed to step up her cultivation, and with her master as an opponent, she would be able to show all the moves she had learned.

The Twelve Styles of Burning the Sky are not the traditional twelve moves, and there are thirty-six variations in each move, so even in the face of thousands of troops, there is nothing to fear.

The first type of emperor wing has no wind, I saw that the entire courtyard was Ye Lang's figure, but I couldn't find her body, this trick is actually about the speed to the extreme, leaving countless afterimages, out of nowhere, disturbing the enemy's sight, if the speed is faster, even the afterimage can not be left, thousands of miles away, take the head of the person, no problem.

There was no flaw in Ye Que's body, so that Ye Lang couldn't find a place to start.

The second type is Zhu Sweeping like fire, the spear in his hand turned into a fire blade, and between the sweeps, a wall of fire rushed to the other party, causing it to be burned by endless flames, Ye Lang has the power of fire spirit, and the wave of qi she swings is naturally not an ordinary flame, if she can absorb a more powerful fire spirit, then one day, the flame she swings can burn everything.

As soon as the ice and snow came out, the wall of fire was extinguished.

The third form is not set as a mountain, this move is mainly used to suppress the opponent's strength when it is close, but for Ye Que, there is no need to be afraid at all.

Ye Lang's cultivation is now no more than refining qi, but the spiritual power contained in her body has long been compared to the middle stage of foundation building, and the power of the moves used is naturally different, for Ye Que, Ye Lang is trust in the whole body, and has never thought of hiding his own difference.

The fight between the two intensified, Ye Lang was soaked, Ye Que easily coped with it, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter, he was not simply passively taking the move, and constantly finding out the difference in Ye Lang's body without Ye Lang noticing.

Knocked Ye Lang down again, looking at the rapid upright, and continued to fight without any abnormality, Ye Que probably understood the facts of her conjecture, it seems that she has encountered some things, and she has been induced to take another path.

"Something to do." Ye Que knocked Ye Lang out again, looked at Ye Lang who was spitting blood, and scolded without pity, his apprentice actually became someone else's test when he didn't know it.

It's unforgivable!

Ye Lang, who was beaten into a sandbag, didn't notice anything wrong with Ye Que at all, she was constantly defeated, constantly improving, from the original one breath to the current three breaths, the strength of the master, she never doubted, she always thought that she could stand by the side of the master again, but the facts gave her a head-on blow and sounded her alarm.

What was it that made Shizun injured, and in the end, Mu Yunxuan found an opportunity and was easily defeated?

Thinking of the scene in his previous life, a red light seemed to flash in Ye Lang's eyes, and he didn't know where he was, only fighting! War! War!

The eighth type of blue blood and blue sky, a powerful and unshakable aura emanated from Ye Lang's body, and the spiritual power of her whole body was like a reality, forming a blue flame, wrapping her whole person inside, and everything within ten feet of her, not even the soot powder was left, and her spear blade was pointed directly at Ye Que.

"Nonsense, with your cultivation, vainly trying to use the eighth form, don't die!" Ye Que said angrily, the figure rushed towards Ye Lang, and when he approached, he didn't even leave any burning traces in his robe, and he had already snatched Chongli from Ye Lang's hand, went around her back, and knocked her unconscious with a blow of the knife.

The reason why the 12 styles of burning the sky have become the best exercises naturally has its reasons, the first to the seventh style can be used at will, but the subsequent moves can only be used if they reach a certain level of understanding, because each move will hook the life and death of all things in heaven and earth, and the sinful karma in it is not something that ordinary people can parry.

Ye Lang is indeed different, much stronger than the disciples of the same stage, but it is not something that she can act recklessly.

How could he not understand the truth of pulling out seedlings to help him, he had to settle the account of the person who buried the Sword Valley.

Ye Lang, who fell into a coma again as soon as she woke up, didn't know what she had done wrong, and when she entered the Burial Sword Valley again, the Burial Sword Valley became a place where weapons were simply selected, and it was no longer a place for the disciples to train, and she never saw the Knower again.

When Ye Lang woke up again, except for the pain all over her body, there was no difference, the hearty fight made her cultivate further, looked at the news left on the table by the master, and told her not to use Chongli indiscriminately, and hoped that she could follow her fellow disciples to Mangshan Ridge to practice, and not go alone.

Before she fell unconscious, she heard Shizun's voice, she was very displeased, she remembered that she seemed to have used the eighth form of Burning Heaven, and then she lost consciousness, it seems that now she can't use the tricks behind, listening to Shizun's words, there is always nothing wrong, Ye Lang decided not to use the power that he can't bear before building a foundation.

As a disciple of Zixiao, she does go out relatively rarely, in the first three years of entering the door, she mostly wanders between the academy and her residence, and in the two years after the Changsheng Road, she has not been out of Hanxue Peak, and the next four years are in the Burial Sword Valley isolated from the outside world.

After summoning the message to Lu Shu and Li Rudao, Ye Lang slowly went to Taishang Peak to receive the task, to see if there was a team to go to Mangshan Ridge together, thinking of Taishang Peak, Ye Lang remembered that he met Bai Ningxue twice when he went there, and he wouldn't meet it again this time!

I really have a bit of a bad relationship with her, obviously I hate each other, Bai Ningxue still likes to come to her.

are both personal disciples, one of Ye Lang and Bai Ningxue is a disciple of the Elder of the Transformation God, and the other is a disciple of Elder Yuanying, although Ye Que's identity outside is an elder who holds the sword, but the elder who can own a mountain range and the elder who only owns a cave mansion, the difference is still a bit big, Ye Lang doesn't pay attention to these naturally I don't know, and Bai Ningxue is mixed in among the low-level disciples, and the matter of identity and status is Men'er Qing, since the identity cannot stand at the same height as Ye Lang, then let others think that she Ye Lang is high in other places.

Bai Ningxue prides herself on being a modern person in the twenty-first century, in the polishing of the bottom of society, she is more persistent than ordinary people about the benefits of identity, I thought that in ancient times, she could have many advantages in such a place with obvious status levels, but I didn't expect that it was a cultivation world where the strong were respected, and the identity of the Bai family that she had just obtained was reduced to the point of uselessness, how could she not be congested.