In the end, at Yang Wenhao's request, Wan Jian taught Yang Wenhao swordsmanship knowledge with a dragon sword in one hand.

And Yang Wenhao's guess was not wrong, Wan Jian's swordsmanship was indeed much higher than him.

Let's just say that the swordsmanship realm of Wanjian, even with Yang Wenhao's genius, unless it takes a lot of points to pile up, it will take years of hard work to reach that realm.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang Wenhao's cultivation has once again broken through to the fourth level of the Jindan period, in fact, he has been very suppressed during this time, trying to accumulate results rather than a quick breakthrough.

However, despite his suppression, he still broke through two small realms.

If he didn't suppress it, he might be the fifth or even sixth level monk in the Jindan stage now, but he was not as urgent as he was at the beginning.

He was very patient, in fact, with the achievements he had accumulated so far, he was actually not afraid of the Sixth Cultivator at all.

It's just that the realm is a little worse, and if he really wants to fight, he can fight across two small realms.

Under Wan Jianyi's teaching, Yang Wenhao's swordsmanship has also been significantly improved.

And Yang Wenhao's proficiency in the true technique of slaying ghosts and gods has also increased to a certain level.

If you hold the Dragon Slaying Sword, the power you use is much, much greater, and there is already a tendency to chase after Wan Jian Yi.

The rest catch up with Wan Jianyi, it can only be regarded as a matter of time.

In a year's time, Yang Wenhao has finished everything he should have learned.

Wan Jianyi had nothing left to teach him.

"Master"

"I'm not your master." Wan Jian shook his head and said.

"Nope." Yang Wenhao said: "You taught me the same techniques as Master Daoxuan, then you are my master." ”

Wan Jian glanced at Yang Wenhao, and then said, "Whatever you want." ”

Yang Wenhao and Wan Jianyi stood side by side in front of the cliff.

The gentle breeze blows in and makes people feel relaxed.

In the distance, some cranes shuttle among the white clouds.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and they didn't speak to break the peace.

After a long time, Yang Wenhao was the first to speak: "Master, I'm going to go down the mountain to practice." ”

Wan Jian nodded and said, "Yes, you should go down the mountain to practice, no matter how good you practice, you are always alone, and actual combat is the place to test the truth." ”

Yang Wenhao said: "After the apprentice goes down the mountain, there will be no one to accompany the master. ”

Wan Jianyi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, after so many years, can't you come over without anyone to accompany you?" ”

"If anything happens, please let Master Daoxuan inform the apprentice." Yang Wenhao said.

"Well, there you go." Wan Jian nodded.

Subsequently, Yang Wenhao left the ancestral hall.

When he returned to Tongtian Peak, he found that Dao Xuan was waiting here.

"Master." Yang Wenhao gave up.

"You've decided?" Dao Xuan Dao.

Yang Wenhao nodded and said, "Yes, it has been decided." ”

"Then in that case, I won't stop you, after all, your strength is no weaker than anyone in the younger generation." Dao Xuan Dao.

Yang Wenhao's strength is counted in the late period of the Qingyun Gate is Shangqing Realm, unless it is those old immortals of the Demon Sect, otherwise no one can cause harm to Yang Wenhao.

Under normal circumstances, there are rules that the older generation is not allowed to shoot at the juniors, so Dao Xuan doesn't have to worry too much.

After preparing everything, Yang Wenhao went down the mountain.

In the more than four years he has been on the mountain, Yang Wenhao has barely gained any points, and his consumption is almost the same.

So for the future, he has to go down the mountain now to see if he can get some points.

Qingyunmen is located in Zhongzhou, so there are also prosperous towns around after descending the mountain.

In the next time, Yang Wenhao inquired about the news during the day, and went to get points at night.

The thieves and robbers within a radius of dozens of miles have basically been cleaned up by Yang Wenhao.

However, after killing so many thieves, Yang Wenhao's points only reached 1,000.

In fact, killing immortal cultivators is the most worthwhile, but I haven't encountered it at all.

In the blink of an eye, months have passed, and there is still half a year to go, and then you will have to meet Qingyunmen.

Because the Seven Veins Great Competition is about to start, Dao Xuan must hope that Yang Wenhao will go back and win the first place for them to Tongtian Peak.

On this day, he was resting in the wilderness, and suddenly found that someone was fighting, and it seemed to be using the true technique of Qingyunmen.

Since the people of Qingyunmen are fighting, who will they be fighting with?

Could it be that it is from the Demon Sect?

Thinking of this, Yang Wenhao was overjoyed, and flew directly towards the place of battle.

Passing through a forest, two figures were found fighting.

One of them was wearing the costume of a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and he must be a member of the Qingyun Sect.

The other one was dressed in a black formal robe, which gave people a very strange feeling.

If it's a demon cultist, it shouldn't be an exaggeration.

This is the first time Yang Wenhao has met a person from the Demon Sect, how Yang Wenhao is unhappy.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!"

As soon as the long sword in Yang Wenhao's hand flicked, a cold light was thrown out by Yang Wenhao.

The Demon Sect disciple who was originally engrossed in fighting with the Qingyun Sect disciples stood on end at that moment, but the danger came faster than he could have imagined.

A silvery-white light flashed, and the Demon Sect disciple let out a scream like killing a pig.

I saw that the right arm of the demon sect disciple was cut off by Yang Wenhao's heart sword.

This scene Rao is disciple of Qingyunmen also looked at it in a trance, with a look of disbelief.

"Damn!" The Demon Sect disciple turned his head and glared at Yang Wenhao, holding his severed right arm, full of hatred.

"Tianxuan Nine Swords!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and that sword seemed to be able to cut off the red dust and cut everything in the world.

The Demon Sect disciple's face changed, and he sensed the extremely terrifying killing intent, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Withdraw"

The disciples of the Demon Sect are not stupid, they know that they can't beat it, so they run away.

But how could Yang Wenhao give him a chance to run, and directly cut out a sword.

Rao is Demon Sect disciple ran fast, and it was impossible for him to run past Yang Wenhao's sword.

This sword qi slashed across the ground, leaving traces of dozens of meters on the ground.

And that Demon Sect disciple also turned into two halves of a corpse, and he didn't blink an eye.

Seeing such a bloody touch, that Qingyunmen disciple also stood there for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

"Ding Congratulations to the host for killing the disciples of the Immortal Hall Sect and obtaining a reward of five hundred points."

"Five hundred!"

Yang Wenhao seems to see the way to get rich.

casually, a disciple of the Yan faction is comparable to the protagonist he has killed before.

If he kills them all, then he will become rich overnight.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenhao's face was full of joy, a warrior is a warrior, it's too much, only by killing this kind of strong man can Yang Wenhao feel a sense of existence.

Then Yang Wenhao set his eyes on that Qingyunmen disciple.

(End of chapter)