Meng Yan still remembered the young man with blood on his hands at that time.

He had advised him to give up.

But he looked resolute, "I won't give up, I will definitely practice this most difficult weapon." ”

Several times, Meng Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded angrily: "If you continue to practice, your hands will be wasted!" ”

However, he still did not stop training, he wrapped gauze and continued to practice.

The disciples who practiced martial arts together at the same time had already learned a few sword moves, but he couldn't even use the double-headed blade, how could he give up?

With the unremitting persistence of the Wandering Tribulation, he finally practiced the double-headed blade.

He is also the only disciple in the entire sect who uses a double-headed blade.

Of course, looking at the entire Immortal Land, not many people would use such a difficult and dangerous weapon as the double-headed blade.

Mu Kuxin is also very satisfied with this.

"Liujiao, you are now the second martial artist in the Tianji Gate, and in the future, you will also have to give more guidance to the junior brothers and sisters below."

"Yes."

Liujiao responded lightly, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

After the catastrophe retreated, the last one to appear was naturally Mu Tianshen.

He stood tall and handsome in this heaven and earth, like a god descending, causing everyone to look up.

His pace is steady, unhurried. He was dressed in gray-black clothes and was low-key and soft, and he carried a wide and bulky long sword on his back.

It's just that this wide and bulky long sword, attached to his tall body, doesn't look bulky at all.

One person, one sword, one gray and black, very coordinated.

When he raised his hand, the long sword was unsheathed, and everyone seemed to see a god holding a white rainbow in his hand, sometimes dancing in the wind, sometimes against the wind.

His body is as steady as a mountain, his footsteps move smoothly like flowing water, and his sword moves are not fast or slow, smooth and natural, and interlocking.

His switch between offense and defense was only in an instant, and there was no flaw.

This kind of swordsmanship is simply integrated with him, it can be called perfect!

Shen Qing'er was completely engrossed, forgetting how to admire this perfect and smooth swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of those disciples just now was instantly overshadowed by Mu Tianshen's current swordsmanship.

She was still watching it with relish just now, but now that she looked back, she felt that they were full of flaws, and their swordsmanship was blunt, which was incomparable to Mu Tianshen's at all!

At the end of the martial arts display, Mu Tianshen withdrew his long sword, stood quietly between heaven and earth, and smiled lightly.

He smiled calmly, his eyes inadvertently flowed over Shen Qing'er, but he didn't stop.

Everyone is still reminiscing about his performance just now.

Most of the disciples had a look of adoration in their eyes.

Including Qingying.

Mu Kuxin had a relieved smile on his face, but he didn't show his pride because Mu Tianshen was his son.

On the contrary, his tone was flat.

"Mu Tianshen, it's good, we still need to work hard. Of course, we must also guide the disciples of the Tianji Sect well. ”

"Yes, master."

Mu Tianshen replied softly.

Because Mu Tianshen's martial arts level has already reached the level of a martial artist, his martial arts display this time does not need to be evaluated.

After hearing Mu Tianshen's "master", Shen Qing'er's eyes widened and she stared at the tall gray-black figure.

Mu Tianshen is obviously Mu Kuxin's son, but in front of the public, he is the same as other disciples, calling Mu Kuxin Master.

This sense of alienation made Shen Qing'er feel a little uncomfortable.

Xu felt Shen Qing'er's gaze, and when Mu Tianshen retreated, he happened to meet Shen Qing'er's strange eyes.

Those calm eyes came straight into the eyes, and the two soft gazes seemed to shine on the morning sun.