In front of the Flying Immortal Palace.

Empty.

Fan Jian: "It's early again......"

Unconsciously, it has become a habit for Fan Jian to come to the field to practice swords earlier than other disciples.

He pulled out the Jiuyang Sword, without injecting the slightest sword intent, and cautiously began to practice the tricks in the Jiuyang Sword Sutra.

Fan Jian was a little worried about the damage to the Jiuyang Sword.

After all, this Jiuyang Sword is a first-order spiritual weapon, unlike when it was in the outer gate, the wooden sword could be used casually, and it didn't matter if it was used badly.

Jiuyang Sword, each disciple only has one.

After he practiced alone in front of the Flying Immortal Hall for a while, a playful voice sounded.

"New junior brother?"

Fan Jian looked back and saw a handsome male disciple dressed in white walking over.

Fan Jian nodded: "I'm Fan Jian, who is my senior brother?"

The white-clothed disciple frowned: "Little brother, what's the matter with you? You don't even know my sword Wushuang? What are you pretending to be? In the entire inner gate, apart from me, who else can wear this white dress so handsomely?"

"Forehead ......"

Seeing that this Jian Wushuang was so sassy, Fan Jian was a little helpless: "I'm sorry, I really don't know." ”

"You!"

Jian Wushuang suddenly became a little angry: "I don't know what to do, guy! Hey, why are you here to practice swords so early? Do you want to show your master?

Fan Jian's face sank, this Jian Wushuang was really inexplicable.

He didn't provoke this Jian Wushuang much, but this Jian Wushuang spoke disrespectfully to him.

also said that he came early to practice swords, is it a show?

In the past three years, Fan Jian has been the first person to practice swords every day, and he has never had any idea of putting on a show in his heart, only a very serious attitude towards swordsmanship.

I believe that if he hadn't been so serious about swordsmanship, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to comprehend the ultimate sword intent.

At this moment, Chu Feng also came to bring the Flying Immortal Palace.

As soon as he saw Jian Wushuang, Chu Feng was like a dog seeing bones, and immediately said enthusiastically: "Senior Brother Jian!

Jian Wushuang pursed his lips and said, "Senior Brother Chu, you are still a little more sensible!, by the way, do you know this Fan Jian?"

Chu Feng hurriedly nodded and said: "I was in the same group as Senior Brother Fan when I was in the outer gate, Senior Brother Fan worked very hard, and he was the first to practice swords every day. ”

"Cut!"

There was a hint of disdain in Jian Wushuang's eyes: "Waste material counterattack? Old-fashioned! Waste wood is waste material! Even if he counterattacks, he is not worthy of becoming a disciple of our first peak! I really don't know how the master chose him!"

Chu Feng saw Fan Jian's ugly face, and hurriedly pulled Fan Jian aside and said, "Senior Brother Fan, calm down!

"Oh?" Fan Jian was a little unconvinced: "Why can't you mess with it?"

Chu Feng was so anxious that he stomped his foot: "My Senior Brother Fan! You really haven't heard of Senior Brother Sword's name, he is a genius among geniuses!"

As he spoke, Chu Feng introduced Fan Jian to the life of this sword peerless.

Jian Wushuang, the grandson of a Supreme Elder of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, that Supreme Elder was once a legend of the Jiuyang Sword Sect.

Jian Musou has inherited a powerful kendo talent.

He practiced sword at the age of seven, comprehended sword intent at the age of eight, and at the age of twelve, he won the position of the best disciple in the inner door assessment of the year with the strength of the ninth layer of the Quenching Pulse Realm!

This year, Jian Wushuang is nineteen years old, burning blood realm!

Jian Wushuang's sword intent was extremely powerful, and even the sect master of the Jiuyang Sword Sect had praised Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang is known as the disciple of the younger generation of the Jiuyang Sword Sect who is most likely to inherit the honor of the sect!

He is a real genius! a genius without water!

can't help but have a very high talent in swordsmanship, he is even more dignified, he loves to wear a white coat, and is known as the future white-clothed sword fairy!

After listening to Chu Feng's extremely respectful description of Jian Wushuang.

Fan Jian is a little uncalm,, if this guy is put in a novel, it will be a proper protagonist template!

"Then this Jian Wushuang, among the nine disciples of our first peak, how many are ranked?" Fan Jian asked in a low voice towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's expression was straight: "Ranked second!"

This made Fan Jian's face slightly surprised, Jian Wushuang was such a genius existence, and he was only ranked second!

It seems that although there are only nine disciples in this first peak, all of them are talents!

At this time, Jian Wushuang said proudly: "What are you two muttering there!

He rudely interrupted the conversation between Fan Jian and Chu Feng.

And towards Fan Jian, he raised his chin and said lightly: "Fan Jian, from tomorrow, you are not allowed to come to practice sword so early." ”

Fan Jian was stunned and made Jian Wushuang laugh angrily, and blurted out: "I practice my sword, what's the matter with you?"

Jian Wushuang was not angry, and grinned: "Because you are a waste material, even if you counterattack and enter the inner gate, in the eyes of my Jian Wushuang, you are still a waste material!

Speaking of this, Jian Wushuang's eyes sharpened: "Sword Dao has endless power, and mortals are not qualified to touch it. Your dirty hands will only stain the hilt of your sword, and you will only wield a clumsy sword move to discredit the way of the sword. ”

Fan Jian: "......"

Fan Jian has seen many geniuses, but he has to admit that no one is more worthy of the word "genius" than Jian Wushuang.

When he was outside, Lin Yi, who claimed to be a genius, but he was not a real genius, and he didn't even have a little arrogance.

On this sword peerless, there is a real arrogance that belongs to a genius.

Merely......

He said a set of bells and whistles in front of Fan Jian, what sword is infinite, mortals are not worthy of anything.

Fan Jian pondered, I have comprehended the ultimate sword intent, I have reached the extreme of the way of the sword, you tell me this in front of me?

Tease me!

"Huh?!" Jian Wushuang's eyes widened suddenly.

After he said what he had just said, he saw a deep disdain on Fan Jian's face.

This feeling of disdain is very real, like a scrawny child flexing his muscles in front of a muscular strong man.

At this time, Fan Jian was a strong man.

If Fan Jian's face was angry and dissatisfied, he could understand.

But it was a disdainful expression, and the most unbearable thing for Jian Wushuang was this! No one could express disdain for him as a genius!

He grabbed Fan Jian's collar and said restlessly, "What kind of expression do you have?" Do you want to compare with me, whose sword intent is sharper?"

In terms of momentum alone, Jian Wushuang has already lost, and his emotions have been swayed.

And Fan Jian was still indifferent, just let Jian Wushuang grab his collar, did not resist, and sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai.

Subsequently, Fan Jian said three words that Jian Wushuang would never forget.

"You don't deserve it. ”

In just three words, the tone is indifferent and ordinary, but there is no trace of pretense, which is telling a fact.

Jian Wushuang's expression immediately froze.

Chu Feng on the side oozed cold sweat from his forehead, and he was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

Not far away.

Luo Ningyuan, who had just come to the Flying Immortal Palace, had already heard the conversation between Fan Jian and Jian Wushuang, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a knowing smile.

In the Hall of Flying Immortals.

Elder Li Yehua, who was secretly observing, smiled quietly: "It's a little interesting, Fan Jian, this apprentice, didn't choose the wrong one." ”

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