"It's... Did you cause it?" Qiu Wanjian's palms trembled slightly, and there was a scorching luster in his eyes.

Qiu Wanjian can't be blamed for his gaffe, when they get closer, they can still feel the sword intent of the tyrant in the air, and even, the sword intent in the two of them, feeling the tyrannical intent, they all tremble, and they all have a sense of fear.

What kind of sword intent this was, even they had never heard of it.

If you can comprehend one or two, maybe you can go further on your kendo!

"Old... Boss?" Hao Jian stretched out his head in a hut and asked weakly.

Looking at the appearance of the Great Elder of Sword Dust and the Sect Leader Qiu Wanjian at Mu Feng, it was like a hungry wolf seeing the peerless beauty of Chi Guoguo, with a look of urgency.

"Go back!"

Qiu Wanjian, along with the Great Elder of Sword Dust, turned around and yelled at Hao Jian at the same time.

"Oh. Startled, the little fat man hurriedly retracted his neck, mourned for the boss for three seconds, and fell asleep again.

After speaking, the two turned their heads again, and their burning eyes locked on Mu Feng again.

With a wry smile, the sword just now was domineering. However, just one moment, almost all the strength in Mu Feng's body was drained, and at this time, Mu Feng's body felt weak for a while.

"It's me. I don't know what advice the Sect Master and the Great Elder have?"

Mu Feng said lightly. He didn't have a very good impression of these two.

Sect Master Qiu Wanjian promised that he would be a registered disciple, but it was just a formality, and he had no real name. What's more, when Murong Bo wanted to find the murderer of Murong Yu that day, this sect master didn't even ask at all, and let others do it.

Great Elder Jian Chen also tried his best to slap Murong Bo, for the greed of the Dragon Pool, Mu Feng's divine soul perception was super keen, how could he not feel it!

"Demons!"

"Perverted!"

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, it seems that this little guy has a deep grudge against them.

Having comprehended the sword intent of such a tyrant, what advice could they have?

"Well, little one. It was the teacher's fault that day. Now, how about you advance to the Ninth Rank of Quenching Body, and your teacher will turn you into a regular and accept you as a disciple?"

Sect Master Qiu Wanjian actually took the initiative to admit his mistake.

However, hearing his words, the Great Elder of Sword Dust was not calm.

"What?

Jian Chen exclaimed. Last time during the inner door selection, this little guy reached the eighth level of quenching, and they all thought that he had swallowed some amazing heavenly treasure.

Because, his talent is only at the yellow level!

How is it possible to move up to a level in just one month?

Even with the help of spirit crystals, it is absolutely impossible.

Even the two purple-level geniuses of this session don't know if they have reached the ninth level of quenching!

This is a yellow-level waste, how to do it. If it weren't for Mu Feng comprehending the tyrannical sword intent, the Great Elder would definitely not be able to help but sneer.

However, what is left behind now is full of shock. Also, the remorse for missing such a genius disciple that day!

Mu Feng glanced at Jian Chen coldly, looking at the shocked appearance of the old man who disdained him that day, his heart was dark!

Then, he turned his head to look at Qiu Wanjian and said lightly: "No need, I'm used to Mu Feng being alone, just cultivate by myself." ”

Qiu Wanjian's face changed slightly, how many years have passed, and he has never dared to contradict him like this. I didn't expect this Mu Feng to be so not lifting.

On the way to cultivation, there is no guidance from a famous teacher, and when you encounter confusion, you can only grope by yourself, and even go crazy.

"Hmph. ”

Although he was very interested in the tyrant sword intent, Qiu Wanjian was still very angry in his heart and threw his sleeves away.

He wants to wait for Mu Feng to encounter confusion in his cultivation and when his cultivation stagnates, he will come to beg him, and when the time comes, it will be up to you to see if you are arrogant or not!

Shout!

Qiu Wanjian turned into a streamer of light and quickly disappeared.

"Little one, you shouldn't be so against the sect master. That's a strong martial arts sect, his guidance, maybe just a word, will top you up for years of hard work!"

Jian Chen is really too obsessed with swordsmanship, and it is a pity to look at such a piece of jade as Mu Feng and not get a good carving.

"A word of guidance on top of my years of hard work?"

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth hooked up a little arc, and it might make sense to say this to others. However, for Mu Feng, with the memory of a peerless ruthless emperor, it can be said that there is no one better in the entire Biyun Sword Sect's cultivation theory!

The old man of Jianchen became a refinement, and at a glance he could see the disdain in Mu Feng's eyes.

There was also a trace of indisputable anger in his heart, but in an instant, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I'm afraid this is the reason why your kid comprehended the sword intent of the tyrant." Little one, you're arrogant!"

After speaking, he laughed, and the sword dust disappeared into the night.

Touching his nose, Mu Feng muttered: "I'm arrogant? low-key is my motto!"

Dragging his tired body, Mu Feng threw himself on the bed and fell asleep contentedly.

Following!

"What, close to a month?"

Mu Feng was surprised, he had gone from the seventh level of quenching his body to the ninth level of his cultivation body, thinking that it was only a few days later, but when he asked the little fat man Hao Jian, it had been almost a month.

And Hao Jianhe Zhu also raised his cultivation to the point of quenching the body realm of the fifth level, close to the sixth level.

At the same time, the two of them admired Mu Feng even more. It was the cultivation techniques that Mu Feng gave them that allowed them to be so comfortable in cultivation.

You must know that basically all the newcomer inner disciples have not yet cultivated the exercises. You can only wait until you have made outstanding contributions to the sect, or advance to the martial apprentice realm, before you can be awarded some low-level cultivation techniques.

"Let's go, let's eat. ”

In the inner gate, there is a special canteen for disciples. As long as you pay enough silver taels, you can go up to the delicacies cooked with ferocious beast meat, and go down to all kinds of folk stir-frying, you can have everything.

I haven't eaten for a month, and Mu Feng also feels that his stomach is very empty.

In addition, last night's comprehension of the Tyrant Sword Intent emptied all the spirit crystal power in his body to absorb.

"Let's go. ”

"Boss, I have some news to tell you these days. ”

"Tomorrow will be the day of your duel with that Wu Sen. You need to be prepared. ”

When Mu Feng heard this, he didn't care.

Seeing this, Hao Jian continued:

"That Ling Rui successfully broke through to the ninth level of quenching body. Moreover, it is said that he comprehended the sword intent of dripping water and led the way among the new disciples. ”

"Sister-in-law Su Rou has been in retreat and cultivation since she entered the inner gate. During this period, I came once and saw you practicing, so I left. ”

"Also, just a few days ago, Luo Yi, a beautiful woman with the same name as her sister-in-law, actually led a beautiful woman who is also a stunning beauty to find you, I don't know what to do. Hey. ”

After speaking, Hao Jian smiled lewdly and stared at Mu Feng ambiguously with the pillar.

"Roy?" Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, for that girl like an ice lotus, his deepest impression was the scene in the Medicine Pavilion that day.

What did she come to herself?

couldn't figure it out, Mu Feng didn't think about it anymore, shook his head, and walked towards the canteen with the pillar, Hao Jian hooked his shoulders and back.

......

After eating.

"Let's take a walk, let's take a look. That newcomer Wang Lingrui is going to challenge the Sword Pavilion, hehe, I don't know how many floors he can reach?"

"I heard that he comprehended the dripping sword intent, broke into the Sword Pavilion, and saw the kendo comprehension, although his cultivation is not high, but it is difficult to say how many layers he can break through when he falls to the ground. ”

.....

Next to Mu Feng and the three of them, several people rushed towards a place with a lot of chatter.

"Rookie King, Ling Rui, Break into the Sword Pavilion?"

A few words, Mu Feng said with interest.

"Hmph, that Ling Rui is really in the limelight. A few days ago, he comprehended the dripping sword intent, and he was full of spirit, and challenged Fang Tong, who was ranked ninety-eighth on the hidden dragon list, and successfully advanced to the hidden dragon list. ”

He was also named the king of newcomers. Ma Dan, in front of the boss, he is a bird, and the boss killed him with one punch that day. ”

Hao Jian said with a spittle.

"Fang Tong?" Mu Feng was slightly stunned, this thing is quite back.

"Let's go, let's see. Mu Feng was interested, and he also decided to see how far Ling Rui had reached now.