"Father, make a quick move, that kid in black is extremely seriously injured, you will definitely be able to take him down and get the inexplicable sword technique!"

Seeing that the Sword Saint said that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't fight, and left freely, breaking the army was disappointed, the number one sword in the world actually didn't solve those two boys, and the hope of seizing the inheritance surged again.

Po Jun knew the truth of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, and now that the other party was seriously injured, he just started and waited until his strength recovered, but it was too late.

"The inexplicable sword trick has been obtained by the two of them from the moment they hold the heroic sword, and it can't be forcibly taken."

Although he didn't want to hit his son, Jian Hui was still very realistic, looking at the two heroic sword masters, there was a look of hesitation in his eyes.

In fact, there is a best solution to the previous concerns.

Bring these two teenagers into the Sword Sect.

But Jian Hui thought about breaking the army, his only son, and hesitated again.

If these two talented young men enter the Sword Sect, hold the heroic sword, and get the inheritance of the Great Sword Master, then where will the next generation of leaders get the turn to break the army?

"Father, what are you waiting for? Do you really want to pass the location to Chenfeng! ”

Po Jun didn't understand Jian Hui's hard work, and thought that the head of the Sword Sect was still holding the shelf, raising his head, clenching his fists, and imagining the next good days: "Hey, after getting the inexplicable sword technique, I want to let those guys in Chenfeng kneel at my feet, and regret going against me......"

Jian Hui is a middle-aged son, and has accepted a total of ten disciples, and now Po Jun, who is only seventeen years old, is the youngest one.

Among the ten people, the middle eight are all mediocre, but the senior brother Chenfeng holds a sword and defends the Dao, and has a very high prestige in the sect.

Although Chenfeng's swordsmanship is not as good as his, there is a group of juniors and disciples around him, and the elders are also more optimistic, thinking that passing on Chenfeng's position can carry forward the Sword Sect.

The broken army was furious about this.

What made the senior brother completely turn his face was that he took a fancy to a few beautiful women in the villages near the Sword Sect and wanted to get close to them, but Chen Feng actually stopped him, and the two sides competed with swords, causing a lot of trouble, and he was also reprimanded by the elders, and he was deeply ashamed, and he always wanted to take revenge back.

Po Jun is so persistent in the hero sword, and it is also because this thing is inherently the head of the Sword Sect, and the elders have nothing to say after getting it.

Seeing that Jian Hui still didn't move, the broken army changed color, and the spittle Xingzi, who had been rich since he was a child, sprayed at Jian Hui's old face: "Don't forget, before your mother died, let you train me to be the strongest head of the Sword Sect, now is the best opportunity, you old man, ......"

Syllable!

Halfway through the words, Jian Hui suddenly became angry, and a slap was slapped: "You still dare to mention your mother!" If you hadn't molested the village girl, smashed the village house, and made the whole sect know about it, with your talent that surpassed all the disciples, how could you need an inexplicable sword technique to correct your position! Old man? Although my Jianhui is not a hero in my life, I have also worked hard for the Sword Sect, how can you take my position? ”

Pojun covered his mouth in disbelief, tears coming out of his eyes: "You hit me? You haven't beaten me since you were a child, and just because of these two boys, you actually beat me! ”

Jian Hui trembled with anger, looked at his palm, felt distressed and a little regretful, took a deep breath of the residual sword qi of the Sword Saint, lifted his mind, and said in a calm tone: "Jun'er, you have to understand your father's hard work, don't think about the inexplicable sword technique, these two teenagers may become your junior disciples, you have to use them as an inspiration, change your past mistakes, with your talent, as long as you concentrate on swordsmanship, you may not be able to suppress them!" ”

Children are still young, what does it matter if they make a mistake, they still have to focus on education!

But where can the seventeen-year-old giant baby Pojun listen to it, his body is vertical, a few ups and downs, and disappears directly, and there is a tearful voice in the distance: "You actually beat me!" You beat me! ”

Jian Hui stretched out his left hand, sighed, and retracted again.

He looked at the top of the sword peak, his figure flashed, and he went that way.

At this time, Mu Yingxiong was healing Huang Shangyungong and closing his plug-in.

Huang Shang had no choice but to hang his head, hurry up the time, and comprehend the vitality of heaven and earth.

If he continues to maintain the state of the first talent lock open, even if it is a martial arts intention, it is not a problem, and it is by no means the kind of superficial comprehension.

At that time, he will be the ultimate powerhouse in this world, not the first sword in the world like the Sword Saint.

It's a pity that this plug-in is not easy to renew.

It's not just a simple injury, but the kind of imminent extreme pressure that needs to be on the line of life and death.

Of course, the best way to do this is to study the talent lock and unlock it fundamentally, rather than forcing it to open.

At that point, the state is fixed.

You think I'm pulling an erhu with full blood, but in fact, I'm a successful player!

"If you want to reach that realm, you have to start with flesh and soul."

Huang Shang had an idea in his heart.

The more he comprehended the otherworldly realm, the more he felt that there was infinite wonder in it.

The relationship between the will of flesh and blood and the soul of the human body is the core.

There is a notion that many of the things people want to do are not determined by their own souls, but are controlled by their flesh and blood consciousness.

For example, it is really fragrant.

For example, it's really big.

For example, repetition.

For example, next time by sure.

These are all commands from the will of flesh and blood, and instinct does just that.

And many religions, the method of asceticism studied is actually to suppress the will of flesh and blood to achieve true control over the human body.

At that point, the human body can perform all sorts of behaviors that are inconceivable in the eyes of mortals.

Actually, it's not an ability, it's just an untapped ability.

Of course, the degree of unblocking of normal people is minimal, if the restrictions are released and you can do whatever you want, the end will not be superman, but genetic collapse, suona blowing, and the whole village will eat.

Flesh and blood know better than men.

That's probably what it means.

In the setting of the main temple, the four-star otherworldly stage is actually based on the foundation of the previous three-star solidification, and the flesh and blood are guided by the divine soul and "evolve" for the first time.

After this kind of evolution is over, the reincarnation can be regarded as having complete control over himself and is qualified to consider the rules of the realm.

As for the total evolution and the transcendent organs, the difference is the extent to which the flesh consciousness is suppressed.

The former is a comprehensive repression, and they are completely in charge, while the latter is to break the surface and assist each other, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, and there is no complete distinction between superior and inferior, and it still depends on the individual's situation.

Of course, the process of "evolution" is extremely dangerous, and you need to walk on thin ice, and if something strange is mixed in the middle, it will be engraved in the genes and produce an alternative effect......

"Heroic name! Pull yourself together! Your injuries will be healed! ”

Huang Shang was thinking about the issue of evolution, his face was blank, and he was silent again, but Mu Yingxiong felt that this younger brother, who had finally shown his edge, once again had a tendency to develop towards salted fish, thinking that he couldn't stand the blow of his serious injury, so he hurriedly called the still weak True Yuan to increase the intensity of healing.

Click!

Flesh consciousness felt safe, and the talent lock was locked again.

In Huang Shang's field of vision, heaven and earth returned to their original state.

Blue sky and white clouds.

"Yingming, it's okay if you're okay, let's use the inexplicable sword trick to study the sword saint's sword twenty!"

Seeing that his brother's injuries were gone, Mu Yingxiong got up and prepared to pull out the thorn in his heart.

Juggernaut thinks it's okay not to show it, hehe, it's too naïve!

They have an inexplicable sword trick and can study the next move of the Holy Spirit addition on their own!

But at this moment, Huang Shang's head slowly turned and looked at the first place.

Following his direction, Mu Yingxiong saw in advance, an old man in a green shirt floated out, looking at the two of them with a smile on his face, with a false look of kindness in his eyes.

He keenly sensed that the comer was not good, and stood proudly with his sword: "Who are you?" ”

Jian Hui stroked his beard and smiled, and released his sword qi: "The old man is the head of the Sword Sect, Jian Hui." ”

If the sword qi of the sword master is a domineering Jedi, there is no other with me, inhaled into the abdomen, the strength is strong, very choking, the sword qi of Jian Hui is moisturizing things silently, inhaled into the abdomen, soft and pure, and the strength is soft.

Not to mention the character, just the quality of this sword qi, as the head of the Sword Sect, there is no doubt.

Huang Shang had already guessed the identity of this product, and the real air turned in his ears, isolating the other party's voice.

In the original plot, Jian Hui and Po Jun did not grab the inexplicable sword trick, and they retreated in a foolish manner, but this world appeared, which was obviously a chain reaction.

Needless to say, the purpose is to ask for a sword and collect disciples, which is nothing more than these two points.

So he didn't bother to listen, he didn't want to pollute his ears.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that you look down on Jian Hui.

It's to look down on from the bottom of my heart.

The ancestor of the Sword Sect, the Great Sword Master, cast the heroic sword, and opened the sword sect in order to protect Shenzhou and cope with the catastrophe, but it was passed down for so many generations, and finally buried in the hands of such a thing.

Why bury?

Just because the broken army was invincible in the fair decisive battle with the nameless, Jian Hui did not hesitate to use secret methods to freeze the Sword Sect in order to protect his son, and all the top and bottom died, and also buried twelve close friends who were invited to watch the battle.

It's not that the head of the sect has destroyed his own sect, but it's all major changes, or simply demons, which is really rare.

To put it bluntly, Jian Hui is the kind of parent who pampers his children, who doesn't correct his mistakes since he was a child, and when he does all kinds of evil, he can't control it if he wants to, and it is often others who bear the consequences for him and pay for his educational failure.

With this kind of goods, you still want to be your own master?

Bah!

Huang Shang closed his eyes and ignored it, Mu Yingxiong also noticed it, and his attitude did not change: "What do you mean by the seniors?" ”

Seeing that the two of them did not respect themselves, Jian Hui was a little unhappy in his heart, but his tone was still calm: "The heroic sword in the hands of the two is cast by the ancestor of my Sword Sect, the Great Sword Master, and has not been born for hundreds of years. ”

Huang Shang didn't react, and Mu Yingxiong sneered: "Fate with the Sword Sect? That's interesting, when we were fighting with the Juggernaut just now, the seniors were there? ”

Jian Hui was stunned.

Mu Yingxiong's temper is diametrically opposed to Nameless, he has always been unforgiving, and he directly told the truth: "Since the predecessors said that this sword was passed down by the ancestor of your sect, the great sword master, just now the sword saint did not keep his promise and bullied him when he was young, so he should have come forward, why didn't he come over to accept the apprentice?" Could it be that he was afraid of the power of the first sword in the world, and when he saw that the sword saint was gone, he was too late? ”

Jian Hui's face sank and became ugly.

He never expected that as the head of his Sword Sect, he would deign to be noble and personally accept apprentices, these two boys who don't know the height of the sky should not be?

Before, he missed and hit his beloved son, and it was no longer a taste in his heart, but at this time, when he was offended, Jian Hui's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he avoided answering Mu Yingxiong's question, and looked at the two hero swords: "Young and vigorous, not tempered, how can you become a hero and match the sword of the ancestor?" You have disappointed the old man! ”

"Huh! Sure enough, as he spoke, he was about to rob the divine soldiers, you are not as good as the Sword Master, even if you bully the small with the big, you are still above board! ”

Mu Yingxiong got the magic soldier for the first time, and after the battle with the Sword Saint, he was even more confident, and without hesitation, the hero came out of the sheath and pointed directly at Jian Hui.

Jian Hui said coldly: "You have realized the 'inexplicable sword technique', you can see through all the sword moves in the world, and then gather the strengths of each family, it is enough to create the most suitable sword technique for yourself, if you can get my sword sect's 'sword reincarnation' again, becoming the number one sword in the world is just around the corner, and even the sword saint will be at the end of the day, but it's a pity that you gave up this opportunity!" ”

Mu Yingxiong laughed directly: "Without the Sword Sect, I can also become a peerless swordsman and overwhelm the Sword Saint, come on, let me see how the head of the Sword Sect compares to the Sword Saint!" ”

"Oh? Really? ”

Jian Hui's voice became more and more indifferent, and a finger slowly pointed out.

This finger is peaceful and peaceful, and it goes straight to the middle palace, and there is no subtle change, but the top of Jianfeng Mountain is surging again, and a colossal pressure is slowly pressing.

The various ways to deal with the inexplicable sword trick flowed in his heart, and Mu Yingxiong was not afraid and met it with a sword.

But at the moment when the tip of the sword touched the fingertips, a bone-chilling sword qi spread along the hero's sword body and straight up.

In an instant, he wrapped most of Mu Yingxiong's arm.

Mu Yingxiong resisted vigorously, the whole person was shivering from the cold, and he tried his best to resist.

Can't resist.

Because this is the real sense of bullying the small with the big.

Jian Hui is above the way of the sword, and he is not the opponent of the Sword Master, but in the simple comparison of skills, he is still victorious.

Of course, the skill of the high martial arts world is no longer the decisive factor in the outcome of the battle, so he can't beat the Sword Master at all, so he can only shrink his head just now.

But power is power after all, and it can't be completely ignored.

Before the sword master came out of the sword, there was no reservation in the skill, it was out of respect between the swordsmen, and the competition between the two sides was mainly the superiority of the sword.

Jian Hui was different, between his shots, he did not develop the Ice Sky Sword Technique that he was best at, but instead urged Yijiazi's skill and directly bombarded him.

With just one move, Mu Yingxiong was defeated.

"Do you know now that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky?"

Jian Hui pressed his fingers on the tip of the hero's sword, and the true qi continued to pour out, spreading to Mu Yingxiong's entire body.

"Let it go!"

At this moment, Huang Shang raised his head and stabbed out with a sword.

"Another boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, today the old man will teach you how to respect your elders!"

For this black-clothed kid who had no will to fight, Jian Hui didn't care even more, his right hand remained still, and his left hand took out the sword again.

The cold air is cold, and the power is surging, and it is concocted in the same way.

But the moment the sword finger touched the tip of the sword, his face changed drastically, his arm swung back, and the whole person snorted and immediately retreated.

Because of a majestic force, surging from Huang Shang's heroic sword, his sixty years of skill was overwhelming and was suppressed.

"You!"

He had just spit out a word, and the more majestic sword momentum had arrived.

One thing descends one thing.

Jian Hui's kendo cultivation is not as good as that of the Sword Saint, and he does not dare to compete with him, but his skills are far better than today's Mu Yingxiong, as long as he is shameless, he will defeat the other party;

But what Huang Shang used was the power of heaven and earth that originally lingered in the mountains, rivers, earth and stones, between the sun, the moon and thunder and lightning, and it was not good in the face of the Sword Saint, not as subtle as the addition of the Holy Spirit, and the simple power would only be restrained.

"This son is really an innate sword, and he can actually use his own skills without a teacher and trigger the heavenly potential!"

Jian Hui's face was serious, and a frosty four-foot long sword slipped out of his sleeve and greeted him.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The two swords were majestic, like two eagles, each launching a fierce attack like a storm towards the other.

Between the rabbit and the falcon, there were more than a dozen moves, and Jian Hui took the lead in changing his moves.

With a swing of his sword, the ice-blue sword qi covered his body, and his entire old body seemed to have turned into a dexterous swift, and began to shuttle freely in the dense sword qi wind and rain.

Obviously, he also saw that although Huang Shang could attract the power of heaven and earth, his kendo cultivation was not enough, and he was ready to overcome it with skill.

Jian Hui's thinking is correct, his style has changed, he has shown his master's demeanor, his attitude is relaxed, he walks leisurely, and he counterattacks by chance, like thunder and lightning.

Huang Shang is so good that he doesn't leak, and his sword moves are mediocre, but he sees brilliance in the silence.

But Jian Hui firmly believes that he is about to lose.

Because Mu Yingxiong couldn't hold on.

The cold air from before was attacking his body, and if it wasn't expelled from it, the kid would be a waste.

Sure enough, after a few more moves, Huang Shang's figure turned, came behind Mu Yingxiong, and pressed one hand on the back of his heart.

"Chance!"

Jian Hui's eyes were sharp, and he was about to make a move and hit this son hard.

"Khooth! Sonor! ”

But at this moment, a piano sound suddenly sounded.

The ethereal voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and it was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Jian Hui's heart.

"What a strong skill!"

Jian Hui's face changed slightly, and when she looked down the mountain, she saw a woman with a gentle temperament holding a guqin in her hand, playing it at will, followed by a bloated young maid.

"These two are unfathomable!"

There were outsiders stirring up the situation, Jian Hui knew that he could no longer kill the killer, so he suddenly withdrew his sword, and simply brought up the old story: "Young people don't know the height of the sky, this is just a lesson from the old man to you, if you want to recover for your brother, come to my Sword Sect to learn the arts!" ”

With that, he dodged and left.

Even now, he still insists on accepting apprentices, Jian Hui seems stupid, but in fact he is not.

He knew very well that this kind of young man with peerless talent, if he was allowed to grow up, he would probably be another Sword Saint in less than ten years, and who would be able to stop the Sword Sect at that time?

Only by letting them worship the Sword Sect can they be suppressed, these two people still have a three-year covenant with the Sword Saint, and at that time, there is no need for the Sword Sect to act, and the Sword Saint will behead them under the sword, except for the disaster.

Huang Shang watched him leave coldly, shook his head slightly, and pressed a cold palm on his shoulder, just saw Mu Yingxiong braving the cold and shaking his head stiffly: "Don't join the Sword Sect for me!" ”

"Brother, you'll be fine!"

Huang Shang didn't say a word, helped Mu Yingxiong to sit down, took off his shirt, and pressed his palms against the back of his frozen heart.

Will be nine successful forces, and cross the past!