Zhenwu Continent, Shaoyang Mountain, Famous Sword Villa.

There were a lot of people around the spacious martial arts arena, some dressed gorgeously, and some in good spirits.

Everyone's eyes converged on Yan Fei, who was wearing a miscellaneous uniform.

Yan Fei had no interest in other people's eyes and those cold words, he stared at Bai Ruoxuan on the other side and asked, "Ruoxuan, have you really decided?"

Bai Ruoxuan's face was unusually cold: "Don't blame me, what I want Bai Ruoxuan, you can't give it." ”

"I am a natural spirit body, an excellent physique for cultivating martial arts, and I have a bright future from now on. As for you, born with a broken vein, we are not fellow travelers at all. ”

"Didn't you say that you would take care of me for the rest of your life, from now on, leaving me will be your greatest care for me. ”

The corners of Yan Fei's eyebrows trembled slightly, and after a few breaths, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I hope you don't regret it." ”

......。

Yan Fei and Bai Ruoxuan were originally a pair of hard-working children in a small mountain village, who had no father or mother since childhood, and they were close to each other.

In front of the mountain temple, they made a private life with the incense of the mountain god.

In order to treat Bai Ruoxuan, Yan Fei climbed the dangerous peak alone to collect medicine, fell down the mountain stream, and fortunately hung on an old tree to save his life, leaving many scars on his body so far.

A month ago, Mingjian Villa recruited disciples, Yan Fei took Bai Ruoxuan to walk nearly a hundred miles of mountain roads to give it a try, in order not to delay the time, in the dozens of miles behind, Yan Fei almost carried Bai Ruoxuan on his back, day and night, so he didn't miss the hour.

Expecting to become a martial artist, qualification is a prerequisite, in the test, Yan Fei was detected to be a natural broken vein, not to mention cultivating martial arts, it is unknown how long he can live, but Bai Ruoxuan was detected to be an innate spirit body that is rare in a hundred years.

Bai Ruoxuan undoubtedly became a disciple of the Famous Sword Villa, and Yan Fei, if he wanted to stay, he could only choose to be a miscellaneous servant of the Famous Sword Villa.

See you today, Bai Ruoxuan's words made Yan Fei speechless.

"Poof, regret? What I regret the most is that I met you in the first place, and for me today, it is simply a shame. Bai Ruoxuan's words were as cold as frost.

Bai Ruoxuan has been accompanied by a man in white all the time, and the two seem very intimate.

The man in white is surnamed Liu Mingjun Xie, and he is a disciple of the Sword Martial Arts Hall of the Famous Sword Villa.

He threw Yan Fei two pieces of silver.

"Boy, with these, it's enough for people like you to live for a lifetime, listen up, from now on, if you dare to disturb Ruoxuan again, I, Liu Junxie, will break your dog's legs, people have lives, dogs have dog lives, if you want to be a man, you have to be interesting and accept your fate, otherwise you won't even be able to do it." ”

As he spoke, the fierce light in Liu Junxie's eyes flashed, he waved his hand lightly, and a cyan energy struck straight at Yan Fei's chest, obviously wanting to give Yan Fei a little color.

Some of the disciples of the Famous Sword Villa gasped when they saw that energy.

They knew that it was the spirit of war, and if a mere mortal was beaten, he would be disabled if he did not die.

Yan Fei, who had never practiced martial arts, instinctively sensed danger, but he had no chance to dodge in front of Liu Junxie.

Yan Fei wanted to hide, but it was too late, and the cyan energy hit his chest.

However, after a few breaths, Yan Fei showed a blank expression, he looked at the place where he was hit in the chest, and then looked at Liu Junxie, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't feel anything, what kind of reputation is this surnamed Liu?"

In an instant, Liu Junxie's face also showed a little doubt, and even a little embarrassed.

He himself knew that Fang Cai's strength was not enough to kill people, but it was enough to make Yan Fei suffer internal injuries, and he couldn't get better for a year and a half, but this energy disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

The onlookers, you look at me, I look at you, and then look at Liu Junxie, all of them have blank expressions.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to stay longer, Yan Fei patted the shirt on his chest, turned around and left the martial arts arena.

returned to the residence, recalling Bai Ruoxuan's ruthless face in his mind, Yan Fei muttered to himself with anger on his face: "People have lives, dogs have dog lives, if you want to be human, you can only accept your fate." ”

That's a good point.

Life, life...... Who is the so-called destiny?

"No, I, Yan Fei, will never believe in fate, and if there is really fate, I will never give in. ”

"It's just that my body ....... Thinking of his current situation, Yan Fei suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, his throat was salty, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and the blood just soaked in his chest.

Yan Fei had a phalanx hanging from his chest, which had existed since he could remember.

He was shocked to find that the phalanx had absorbed his blood.

After a few breaths, suddenly a dark light came out of it, right in the center of Yan Fei's eyebrows.

The next moment, Yan Fei only felt an incomparable pain coming from up and down Zhou's body, as if every bone and every inch of tendons and veins had been broken.

The incomparable severe pain made Yan Fei lose consciousness in a daze.

I don't know how long it took for Yan Fei to wake up.

He opened his eyes and found that he was covered in a foul-smelling viscous substance.

Slowly getting up, this movement, there was an extremely comfortable feeling from the top and bottom of the body, and it was as if the whole body was full of strength, and the whole person was in good spirits.

He remembered that he spat blood and then ...... in his chest.

His eyes instantly converged on the phalanges on his chest, and Yan Fei secretly said in his heart: "Fang Cai, what is wrong with my body?"

As soon as he had a question, an old voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Wash the tendon valve marrow, reforge the golden body, and immortalize the sword body!"

After many attempts, Yan Fei was shocked to find that whenever he gathered his mind to have a question, there would always be a voice in his head to give an answer.

"What is the Immortal Sword Body?"

"The muscles and veins are one, unique between heaven and earth, and the best physique for practicing kendo. It is against the heavens and is born against the sky. ”

"So domineering? I'm already an immortal sword body now?"

"Yes, the Immortal Sword Body is in its infancy. ”

Yan Fei was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that in this Sword Mountain Villa, he would have this opportunity.

Anyone wants to turn their hands over for the clouds and cover their hands for the rain, wake up to the power of the world and get drunk and lie on the knees of beauties, not good before, that is bad luck and no chance, now that there is an opportunity, if you miss it, it is your own problem, so Yan Fei asked directly in his heart: "How should I practice this so-called kendo?"

This time, the voice did not answer directly, and Yan Fei only felt that a large amount of information was forcibly poured into his mind.

"Wuji Kendo", Mahayana inner cultivation of the mind.

In addition to this, there is also a martial art called "Xingyi Sword Technique".

Yan Fei, who was very unfamiliar with martial arts, really had too much to learn, and he kept all the information he got firmly in his heart.

In his heart, he couldn't help but have a thought.

This so-called "Immortal Sword Body", "Infinite Sword Dao", and "Xingyi Sword Technique" Compared with the exercises practiced by those guys in the Famous Sword Villa, who is stronger and who is weak?

An inexplicable idea of wanting to try it arose. According to that voice, this is simply a kind of constitution against the sky, a method against the sky.

Yan Fei's sword eyebrows tightened, and he said fiercely in his heart: "Since the Mandate of Heaven is so cruel and ruthless, what should I do against the sky? Don't bully the young man into poverty, if there is really a Mandate of Heaven, I, Yan Fei, will simply change my life against the sky!"