As soon as Ping Shanhai's voice fell, there was a brief silence on the leading peak.

Even Ye Sui'an was no longer entangled in Lu Xun's sentence "You have seen it", but cared about Shen Yan's answer.

Previously, the Demon Sect had been blocking this news, wasn't it just this day?

Now that the sword is over, it's no longer a secret.

Therefore, Shen Yan gave the answer very happily and said, "Exactly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere was inexplicable...... Wonderful!

In an instant, the breathing of many people became a little heavier.

Although there had been some speculation in their minds, no one dared to say for sure.

"Born with a sword fetus! The Demon Sect actually has another innate sword fetus! ”

Since Yan left the death retreat, there has been no natural sword fetus in the world.

And time goes back further, and only the founding patriarch of Sword Mountain is born with a sword fetus.

No wonder this person can have such a deep understanding of kendo in less than a year!

Where can ordinary people comprehend sword intent within a year......

It's just that...... For Mao and the Demon Sect!?

Why don't you change your name to the Sword Sect!?

Although it was a bit chilling to say this, the elders of One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain suddenly felt that the innate sword body that they regarded as a treasure suddenly did not smell good!

The innate sword body suddenly lost the taste he should have!

Our two major sword factions rushed to accept this innate sword body, and finally took a step back, allowing him to join both factions at the same time and become the only descendant of Sword Mountain.

And look at the Demon Sect again!

Unknowingly, Mr. accepted another born sword fetus as a disciple!

Coupled with Yan Li, who is in retreat, a double sword fetus, ancient and unparalleled!

As long as this Lu Xun doesn't die halfway, when he grows up completely, it is likely to be the peak of kendo again!

And Mr.'s disciple has never had a precedent of hanging up halfway......

Shen Ludan's ugly face had a bright smile, and he was thinking in his heart: "Do you want to tell them that Lin Chan's little junior sister is also born with a sword fetus?" ”

He hesitated for a few seconds, then dismissed the idea for the time being.

"Don't rush, save until next time." Shen Yanyin poked and poked in his heart.

After hearing Shen Yan's reply, Ping Shanhai nodded slightly. He had an Excalibur in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.

And Ye Sui'an was in a trance, in addition to the sentence "You have already seen it", there was another sentence in his heart, "He was born with a sword fetus"!

At this moment, Shen Yan was trading with the leading elders of Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain.

People are bragging about our little uncle, although we also think that our little uncle is better than your disciples, but we can't be too arrogant.

So he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, praised Ye Sui'an and the other elite disciples, forcibly raised them to a level similar to Lu Xun, and made maximum use of the vocabulary he had mastered in this life!

"Being a sect master is tired." Shen Yan sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, the two storage rings in his hand full of gambling jackpots gave him great psychological comfort.

This was the end of the three sword questioning battles, and the Demon Sect finally won the victory. As the "culprit", Mr. has never shown up from beginning to end, and he doesn't seem to be particularly interested in this gamble.

The people of the two major sword sects bid farewell to Shen Yan and the others, and then they were divided into two groups and returned to their respective sects.

Ping Shanhai and Ye Sui'an are special cases, and the two of them sat on a small boat together and flew out.

Along the way, Ye Sui'an drove the boat, while Ping Shanhai sat there cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He was perceiving and digesting the dumb old man's second sword.

Before leaving, the mute old man compared a "one" to him, and then a "two" to himself, and Ping Shanhai could roughly understand what this meant.

He only practiced the limit sword, and the mute old man practiced the second sword that also reached the limit on the basis of the limit sword, which is the gap between the two.

And Yan Li has three swords is the most famous, thinking that he has his own limit three swords.

In the eyes of outsiders, the first and second swords of the mute old man are very ordinary, and people can't see the subtlety.

Ping Shanhai was the party, and these two swords were aimed at him, and he felt too much.

In addition, he is a water sword cultivator, and the mute old man is also a water sword cultivator, so he has more to understand from it.

If his sword intent is like a surging river, then the seemingly ordinary and calm sword of the mute old man is the vast sea.

It's just that there is no wind and waves on the sea, and others can't see the turbulent dark tide.

This side is already digesting and absorbing, and Ye Sui'an, who is responsible for the flight of the imperial object, is still in a trance.

The fact that Lu Xun was born with a sword fetus, he has accepted.

What else can you do if you don't accept this? Is it a wave of reinvention in the womb?

What he still can't figure out is why Lu Xun said that he had already seen his sword.

Could it be that his sword is an invisible sword?

This doesn't make sense!

I don't know why, he thought about it, and inexplicably remembered the picture when Lu Xun tapped his forehead with his fingertips.

He raised his right hand in a daze and touched his eyebrows, feeling mixed feelings.

He didn't have too many negative emotions towards Lu Xun, on the contrary, he really felt that he had gained some guidance.

And Ye Sui'an can feel it, although Lu Xun has the sword qi in his hand, he should be a gentle and gentle person in his bones.

That gentle "point to point" sounded in his heart, and his eyebrows seemed to be able to feel his lightness, Ye Sui'an felt that he was really fighting with the elders in the family before.

was obviously an opponent before, but he only had respect for Lu Xun at the moment.

That voice of the senior, he called willingly.

But where the hell is his sword!

Ye Sui'an felt that his brain was about to explode, and when he was flying just now, he almost knocked a small boat into the mountain.

Yes, don't think that if you can fly, you won't have a traffic accident.

Just as his thoughts were getting more and more chaotic, a large hand gently patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Sui'an was naturally taken aback.

Ping Shanhai retracted his right hand in a sneer, which was a warm move, but he didn't expect to scare the child.

"Master." Ye Sui'an turned his head and said respectfully.

He has two masters, namely Ping Shanhai, the sword bearer of Yijian Mountain, and Ping Shanhai, the sword and jade ruler of Wanjian Mountain.

Ping Shanhai was a cripple, so he couldn't move, he limped to Ye Sui'an's side and sat down, and said, "Still thinking about where his sword is?" ”

Ye Sui'an nodded and said, "Please also ask the master to solve the doubts, the disciple can't figure it out." ”

Ping Shanhai looked directly at the sea of clouds in front of him and said, "When you see him, it is equivalent to seeing his sword." So he tells you that you've already seen it. ”

Ye Sui'an was stunned for a moment, and then muttered:

"Is man a sword? Is there anyone in the world who practices swords like this? ”

Ping Shanhai nodded and said: "Even if it is a teacher, it is the first time I have seen it, maybe he is the first case in the world." ”

Ye Sui'an looked ahead, but his eyes were a little distant.

He is still cultivating step by step, but Lu Xun has embarked on a road that has never been seen before.

This is chance, creation, and great danger!

How much courage and perseverance should we have to dare to overcome obstacles on an unknown road?

Thoughts are starting to slip......

"Ye Sui'an, you are not unjustly lost."

"The predecessors of the road are highly talented, I am not as good as him." Ye Sui'an said deeply in his heart.

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