"Boy, if you don't get up for morning exercise at three poles in the morning, when will you have a breath", a dissatisfied roar came.

"Ah", Qin Yang woke up.

A long night's dream, there is a black palace, there is a blood-colored continent, and there is the entrustment of the Great Sage of Yinglong, tossing all night, and it was only at dawn that my mind quieted down.

Looking at the desolation of the four walls, Qin Yang rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, and then got up.

Coming outside, Qin Yang stretched his waist, looked at the beautiful scenery, and unconsciously took a deep breath.

"Senior", seeing the elder standing in front of him, Qin Yang greeted respectfully.

Yan Jiuxi turned around and glanced at Qin Yang, looking at his still tired appearance, and didn't speak again.

Seeing that Yan Jiuxi no longer blamed, Qin Yang took out the Chixiao Sword and danced.

The red long sword flashed a trace of light against the bright sun, and the sword wind brought out a few rubs of white snow from time to time, and the sword danced in the snow, if you put aside the realm, it was beautiful.

Speaking of the realm, Qin Yang has reached the peak of the Qi Sense Realm at this time, and he can break through to the homogeneous realm at any time, compared to other Qi Realm peak martial cultivators, I am afraid that I don't know how much the Qi Sea is thicker.

Yan Jiuxi slowly put away the wine gourd, looking at Qin Yang's moves and styles, the Seven Kills Sword Shadow was quietly running in the Mud Pill Palace.

"The kid has a sword", Yan Jiuxi shouted.

Qin Yang hurriedly stopped, and when he saw Yan Jiuxi's fierce momentum explode, he didn't hesitate and threw the Chixiao Sword.

When the Chixiao Sword was in his hand, its fierce momentum seemed to have been awakened.

The sword qi hissed, and the sword body trembled sharply.

Yan Jiuxi stepped on the ground, the sword qi lingered, and a Changhong sword light cut towards the boulder fifteen zhang away, the light and stones were connected, and the sky was full of gravel.

Qin Yang stood on the sidelines, looking at the boulder that exploded, his heart was touched, this was the second realm of the Seven Killing Sword, the real sword qi condensation!

It's no wonder that this unadjusted elder saw through this Seven Killing Sword Move at a glance that day, it turned out that he was already cultivating, and the appearance of his sword momentum was easily able to use the Second Realm of the Seven Killing Sword, and the realm was obviously higher.

The Chixiao Sword danced in the air, with a long crimson line behind the sword, and Yan Jiuxi opened his mouth with a relaxed look: "Seven Killing Swords and Seven Realms, although the moves are fixed, the Dao can change with the improvement of the realm, there is no need to stick to one move and one style, it is better to have a sword in your eyes than a sword in your heart."

Qin Yang thought about self-cultivation of the Seven Killing Sword, although he worked hard, it was difficult for him to get rid of the fixed moves of the Seven Killing Sword for a while.

Today, I can see that Yan Jiuxu has used the sword qi into a silk double realm freely, and the sword moves are flexible and changeable, rigid and soft, and can be sent and received freely. Swing your sword and slash and swing your sword.

What is the sword, it is a sharp blade, and use its advantages to make up for one's own shortcomings.

If you think like this, the sword will always be a foreign object, and the external object can only cooperate with itself, but it can never be fused into one.

The realm of the unity of man and sword, it is not difficult to get there, not to seek a 100% fit, only to seek the unity of man and sword.

The sword is in my hand, why can't I wave my hand into silk, it is not the sword move that determines the realm, but the realm that determines the sword move.

At this time, Qin Yang probably understood why the Seven Kills Sword was called Seven Kills, and the most basic move was used to guide the realm, and with the realm, it was not difficult to turn into a thousand moves.

After Yan Jiuxi's set of Seven Killing Swords danced, as if he had warmed up, his body was boiling with the power of qi and blood.

Qin Yangan was frightened, this skill does have the capital to run rampant.

"Do you see it clearly", Yan Jiuxi's momentum suddenly retracted, and he said in a stern tone, and the Chixiao Sword stood in the air without moving.

Qin Yang's chick nodded like a peck of rice, yearning for it.

"If you see it clearly, you will understand, and if you understand it thoroughly, you are still far from the realm, and it is useless to say more," Yan Jiuxu looked sideways, how could there be any breath out of tune, and if the domineering aura with the handsome face was seen by those ignorant girls, he would definitely be fascinated.

Before Qin Yang could come to his senses, Yan Jiuxi's fingers flicked, and the Chixiao Sword flew towards Qin Yang.

Qin Yang hurriedly caught it, listening to the slight trilling sound of the sword body, his blood boiled, and the sword heart seemed to be awakened.

"Staying on this nameless peak is also useless to grow, go to the bottom of the peak, the road of the strong is to come out, and it is difficult to become a big weapon in a corner of the place", Yan Jiuxi carried his hands behind his back, with a chivalrous demeanor.

Qin Yang was moved in his heart, and he had been together for several months, but he didn't know that Yan Jiuxi was secretly ordering himself.

Today's words came to my lips, but I finally didn't say them.

Yan Jiuxi's eyes thinned, stroking the wine gourd, and the cyan stubble at the corner of his mouth moved slightly.

"Let's stay with you first", said as the wine gourd was pushed in front of Qin Yang's eyes.

Caught off guard, Qin Yang caught it, suddenly raised his head and said, "Senior, this is"?

"Although the wine is good, you can't drink it all the time, if you drink too much, you won't be able to lift the sword, fill it with wine, and I'll get it when I come back", Yan Jiuxi looked up at the blue sky and sighed.

Hearing Yan Jiuxi hand over the wine gourd, Qin Yang had already guessed that this unbalanced elder, who was usually laughing and scolding, lazy and greedy, was probably leaving.

With a flick of his long sleeves, a light hung got up and flew away.

Qin Yang looked at the diminutive point of light in the sky, gradually calmed his mind, followed Yan Jiuxi's appearance, hung the gourd on his waist, and walked down the peak with the Chixiao Sword on his back.