The white figure the size of a grain of rice grew bigger and bigger.

A white light flashed in the eyes of the four of them.

The four of them all looked back at the white-clothed figure who had punched first and then threw himself into the sword mark ravine.

Zong Puyang looked at his young self, and the young Zong Puyang also turned his head to look at himself with great care.

The young Zong Puyang shook his head and said: "I can't run away, I can't run away, that's a Xuan Sage senior, maybe people are just looking for something, and your Zong Puyang has been in this broken secret realm for a long time, if the senior who didn't find what he wants starts a fire, your Zong Puyang will be finished, hehe, your Zong Puyang's plans are really in vain." ”

Zong Puyang looked at the young Zong Puyang, his face was as usual, and he said emotionlessly: "Don't forget that you yourself are also Zong Puyang." ”

The young Zong Puyang laughed at himself and said, "Yes, I'm not Zong Puyang myself, Zong Puyang laughs at Zong Puyang." ”

On the side of the sword mark ravine, the sword intent suddenly hung upside down on the waterfall, and it flew out in reverse, and this waterfall was unknown how many kilometers it was.

If the sword intent is an invisible dragon, breaking away from the sword mark ravine that suppresses the body, the entire invisible sword sound is hovering and soaring into the sky.

The sword intent is raging, as if it is in the entire space, and it can only be left.

The woman's sword Xiu Ning Feng shook her eyes at this majestic sky-rushing sword intent, her eyes were bright as light, first she held the slender sword hilt that she was carrying behind her and trembled, and then she closed her eyes tightly, and immersed herself in the sky-high sword intent dragon with her divine soul as her eyes.

It's just that when she Ning Feng shook more and more with her divine soul approaching the sword intent dragon, she found more and more that she was unstable and shaky under the big thing next to her.

It seems that she Ning Feng shook this practice and practiced the sword for nearly twenty years and a half, which was not worth it at all.

In Ning Fengyao's mind, there was a voice that was very small at first, but finally getting bigger and bigger, filling the entire mind.

The huge, very big voice told her over and over again that the sword you Ning Fengyan cultivated could also be called a sword? What is a sword? What you Ning Fengyan saw in front of him was the real sword, the real sword, the proud long sword behind you, in front of this sword, it was just broken copper and iron, what kind of sword did you cultivate?

Ning Fengyao's body began to sway a little unsteadily, and what was even more critical was that her sword path, which was not very formed, was like the only suspension bridge connecting the two cliffs swaying in the wind, and there was always the danger of breaking.

The young Zong Puyang looked at him, and Zong Puyang also discovered that his disciple was abnormal, and with his palm, an extremely pure Xuan Force was instilled into his body.

Sheng Sheng cut off the voice that originated in his heart.

Ning Feng shook his eyes open, but there was no slightness in his eyes, full of sorrow and incomprehension, as if he was lost and didn't know where to go.

The long sword behind him, the high-grade mysterious weapon that had already bred some spiritual wisdom, fell even more silent, after all, the voice that filled her Ning Fengyan's mind was not someone else, but she Ning Feng shook herself, and this sword was connected with Ning Fengyan's heart.

The long sword that was suspected by his own master, how could he not doubt whether he had picked the right master.

Zong Puyang looked at Ning Fengyan, who was starless, and lowered his head and said: "It's not your Ning Fengyao's problem, but that the sword path is too high, too big, so big that most swords in this world can't be called a sword in front of them, and it's no wonder that the master didn't expect it to be like this." ”

Ning Fengyan stood up straight, but Ren was a little swaying under his feet, after all, in addition to the setbacks on the Heart God Sword Dao, her Ning Fengyan's spirit was also not lightly injured, and she gritted her teeth and said: "It has nothing to do with the master, in the end, Feng Shao is a snake swallowing elephant that is not enough." ”

Then sit on the side, with your feet crossed and your sword on your lap.

The young Zong Puyang looked at his own disciple who was also full of sorrow and was not much less than Ning Fengyan, and said with a comforting voice: "You kid should worry about yourself a lot! Don't you see that old guy is not the slightest bit worried, because for Ning Yatou, even a disaster is a big opportunity." ”

Ji Rendong, who heard his master's words, was a little more happy on his face, and when he thought of something, he asked his master: "Master, what is the chance?"

Young Zong Puyang looked at Ning Fengyan, who was meditating cross-legged, and said softly: " Because although Ning Yatou is a kendo loss, it is only temporary, as long as Ning Yatou survives this hurdle, not only the kendo will recover as before, but also because of the setbacks, her avenue will become more and more stable, so Ning Yatou's future kendo achievements will not be too low, and the most important point is that the girl has seen what the real sword is, and what the real sword intent looks like, there will be a comparison between the sword and the sword in the future, even if it is not like the gourd painting, it is not what those mortal sword cultivators can imagine, and with that old guy, Ning Yatou survived this level is expected, you kid still have to worry a lot about yourself when the time comes. ”

Ji Rendong was a little puzzled by the second monk and said, "Master, why should I worry about myself?"

The young Zong Puyang glanced at his apprentice, and some of them looked at his apprentice with the eyes of a poor man and said: " Think about it, after Ning Yatou survived this level, at least it would be difficult to hinder it before the peak realm, and it would not be a triumphant advance all the way above the cultivation, and then I don't know how many big realms and small realms I don't know how many big realms and small realms are to dump you, the key is that Ning Yatou because she has seen the real way of the sword, the hope of the three realms on her body will be greater than that of your kid, I don't know how much, you kid think about it, when the time comes, Ning Yatou will become the Xuan Emperor of the Mountain Peak Realm like your master, and your kid is just a mountain top realm Outside the Six Realms Martial Emperor wandering, Ning Yatou is not blind to look at you Ji Rendong？”

Ji Rendong's face tightened, and the fists placed on the sides of his left and right legs became tighter and tighter, and he asked his master in a calm voice, Young Zong Puyang, and said, "Is there any way that the master can also make my cultivation faster." ”

Seeing his apprentice's strange and sincere face, the young Zong Puyang couldn't help but slap his apprentice's head, and said: "I thought that your kid couldn't make earth-shaking changes after listening to it, but I didn't expect it to be like this, thinking about these crooked ways all day long, and not practicing hard." ”