Chapter Forty-Nine: What kind of swordsmanship are you?

Looking at Ye Ling in front of him, Elder Ling was shocked, was silent for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Among all the swordsmen I have seen, there has never been a single person who has two sword intents, the sword intents are mutually restrictive, they cannot coexist, if the two sword intents collide together, they will only die. ”

Elder Ling said, looking at Ye Ling with a solemn expression.

"Ye Ling, if you can comprehend the sword intent, you are already a sword path wizard, besides, you are only fifteen years old, looking at the entire land of Qi, it is difficult to find a person who can compare with you, you must not try it lightly, bury yourself. ”

"Even if it's a yellow-level sword intent, who said that the water waves can't turn the sky, Ye Ling, believe in yourself. ”

Elder Ling said, with a solemn face, Ye Ling looked at him and smiled faintly, without a trace of depression.

"Zero, I see. ”

Ye Ling said, pulled out the sword on the ground, his eyes froze, and with a wave of the sword, a night sky surged up like water waves, and the next moment, the cliff was cut off by Qi Qi.

Sword intent is mutually restrictive and cannot coexist, this is common sense, everyone knows it, but Ye Ling doesn't believe it.

Heavenly Sword Burial, Endless Sword Shadow, and a Heavenly Sword Tomb, this is a great opportunity, Ye Ling can only comprehend one of the sword intents, inheritance, it is just the beginning.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Ling's eyes froze, and the sword intent rose, like water, enveloping the sword in his hand, sword cultivation has already begun, Ling Lao looked at this scene, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded.

"The sword is the life of a swordsman, from the moment you become a swordsman, you need to remember a sentence, the sword is in the people, the sword is dead, a swordsman without a sword, he is not worthy of a swordsman. ”

"Only if you comprehend the sword intent can you be regarded as a swordsman, a swordsman, there will be no more than twenty people in the entire Qi country, Ye Ling, you are one of them. ”

Ling Lao said, Ye Ling looked at him, nodded, turned around, faced a bright moon, and looked at the sword in his hand.

"From now on, you will be called a burial heaven, and if there is a day when the heavens and the earth are in turmoil, you will bury the endless heavens with me. ”

Ye Ling said lightly, one sentence, which shocked the old man on the side.

"Elder Zero, I'll drink with you another day, tonight the moon is in the sky, the stars are thousands of miles, and it should be a sleepless night. ”

Holding a sword, Ye Ling jumped down, fell off the cliff, turned into a purple shadow, penetrated into the mountain forest, blended into the thick night, and disappeared in a moment.

"Qingyun Sect, it's going to change the sky. ”

He said, shaking the flask in his hand, drank it all in one gulp, and left the cliff.

Between the clouds and mist, the peaks stood, and a stone path descended along the peaks, stopping in front of a stone monument.

"Inner door!"

There are two words written on the stele, one stroke at a time, like a dragon soaring in the sky, with a majestic momentum.

This is the inner gate of the Qingyun Sect, between the peaks, there are courtyards, which are the residences of the five hundred disciples of the inner gate, from the bottom to the top, the higher the inner door disciples, the stronger the strength.

In the dark night, a purple shadow flew by, and there was a token hanging from the waist, and the token had the word "inner door" on it, and if you looked closely, there was the word "Yu Zhen" on the side of the token.

Holding the sword, one step, walked on the stone path, Ye Ling's expression froze, and he looked at the side of the stone path, a thin old man holding a knife, leaning against a tree, glanced at Ye Ling, his eyes stopped on the token on Ye Ling's waist, and then closed his eyes again.

Ye Ling looked at him, there was a hint of battle intent in his eyes, but he was retracted in an instant, and he walked along the stone path.

The old man is not an ordinary Danwu, he should have reached the realm of the late Danwu stage, not his opponent, his knife is very dangerous, although he has not come out of the knife, but there is an indescribable sense of oppression.

After Ye Ling left, the old man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Ye Ling, his expression condensed.

"What a strong fighting spirit. ”

He said, with a solemnity on his face, looking at Ye Ling's back, something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

A courtyard, in the middle of a mountain, with the light of candles in it, and the sound of people's conversations, it seems that several miscellaneous disciples, standing in the courtyard, looking at a room, with a shocked face.

"After nearly a month of retreat, Senior Brother Muyun has finally broken through, Danwu Quadruple Cultivation, with such strength, we will definitely be able to take the ranking one step further, and we can also take a step up. ”

"Senior Brother Mu Yun has excellent talents, but his cultivation time is still short, if he is the same age as those senior brothers above, he can't surpass them, and it is our luck to follow Senior Brother Mu Yun. ”

"After tonight, it's time for us to raise our eyebrows, and it's time for the 379th Courtyard to take a step. ”

......

A few handymen were talking, and suddenly, there was a knock outside the courtyard door, and several handymen were stunned.

"Why is it late, how can anyone come?" said one of the handymen, and the other three all looked at him and shook their heads.

"Who?"

A handyman walked over, opened the courtyard door, and was startled when he saw people outside the courtyard.

"Who are you?" he asked, taking a step back involuntarily, as if thinking of something, and his expression was shocked.

"Silver Dragon Mask, you're Purple Night!" he exclaimed, and the other three servants were all startled and looked at the people outside the courtyard gate.

Dressed in purple, holding a sword, and a silver mask, there is a silver dragon coiled on it, stained with bloodstains, exactly like the purple night rumored in the inner gate hunting ground a few days ago.

It is rumored that Ziye was scared and hidden, but he didn't expect to appear again tonight, not in the hunting ground, but directly at the inner gate, and a person, holding a sword, came to them.

"Who?"

In the courtyard, a voice sounded, a door opened, and a young man walked out, also with a sword in his hand, and saw Ye Ling outside the courtyard gate, his eyes stared.

"Fight!"

Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes condensed, spit out a word, held his sword, turned into a purple shadow, and swept towards Mu Yun, seeing this scene, Mu Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stepped out, the ground trembled, and it was also a sword slash.

"I don't think I can do it, but I just broke through the Danwu Realm, and I dare to find me, do you know what is the gap between the Danwu Quadruple and the Danwu Quadruple, and it only takes a sword to defeat you. ”

Mu Yun said, a sword, outlined a strange arc, slashed towards Ye Ling, Ye Ling did not retreat, a sword rushed up, at this moment, there was a sound of water in the air, but I don't know where it came from.

"Whew!"

With one sword, both of them retreated, Ye Ling retreated three steps, and Mu Chen only retreated less than one step, and the winner was decided.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ling smiled, without the slightest stop, and then a sword went up, a sword, and the sound of water waves sounded in the air, Mu Yun looked at this scene and was slightly surprised.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" he said, and with a sword, he drew an illusory sword shadow and slashed towards Ye Ling.

The computer is running out of power, and the yard is in a hurry

(End of chapter)