"Fan Jian, this name is so weird!"

Ouyang Qing said with a strange expression.

Generally speaking, kendo is a tall thing, how can it be named after ordinary characters!

Therefore, Ouyang Qing felt that this name was really too strange.

Moreover, Ling Jiuxiao said that the first thing he created was the fist technique, but now it has been changed to kendo...... Is this really okay?

Even if Ouyang Qing knew that Ling Jiuxiao's ability was not small, he couldn't help but wonder if it was true or not!

"You're so good to feel it. ”

Ling Jiuxiao also didn't talk nonsense, with a flick of his fingers, a little spiritual light flew into Ouyang Qing's eyebrows.

The next moment, a figure danced a sword in front of Ouyang Qing's eyes!

This person's swordsmanship is very ordinary.

are all ordinary routines in kendo, Ouyang Qing can play thousands of tricks, what is there to learn.

"Huh?"

However, after Ouyang Qing patiently took a closer look, he really discovered the good things about Fan Jian...... This sword can be fast or slow, offensive or defensive, advanced or retreating, as if omnipotent!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Ouyang Qing was taken aback.

In her impression, kendo often has its own fixed path.

For example, the rapier is fast and piercing, and the same is true of the swordplay related to the rapier.

There is no swordsmanship that can be so subtle, such a variety of changes, like a collection of ten thousand swords, after taking its essence and removing its dross, it is the true essence of swordsmanship!

"Ordinary and extraordinary...... Ordinary is clay, but it can give birth to countless extraordinary. ”

"This is the truth I realized when I created the mortal fist, and in a flash of inspiration, there was the mortal sword. ”

"This sword can be said to be my highest achievement in kendo, and I may have a chance to surpass it in the future, but I guess I won't have such a chance until I become a god. ”

......

Ling Jiuxiao said with a sigh.

The creation of a sword technique is simple and difficult.

Just changing the soup without changing the medicine, he can create hundreds or thousands of kinds of swordsmanship at will.

However, such a creation is meaningless and simply in vain.

Fan Jian...... It was a swordsmanship that finally came to fruition after many days of brewing.

For now, unless Ling Jiuxiao becomes a god, he wants to surpass the mortal sword...... It's hard, it's hard, it's hard, it's hard to get to the sky!

"Thank you!"

Ouyang Qing was grateful, and asked cautiously, "Can I pass on the Fan Sword to others?"

If the Fan Sword can be regarded as a family heirloom, I believe that the Ouyang family will definitely be able to become strong again!

"No, I can't. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said categorically: "Ordinary people are not qualified to inherit my mortal sword at all. ”

"This ......"

Ouyang Qing hesitated.

Although she will be very powerful when she gets the mortal sword, she just wants to make one side stronger, and she still needs some inheritance!

All swords are obviously the heritage that can be passed down for centuries!

"As I just said, the mortal sword is an ordinary soil, but it can give birth to countless extraordinary ...... If you can use Fan Jian as the basis and realize your own sword path, it will be in vain for me to pass on Fan Jian to you. ”

Ling Jiuxiao continued.

"It means that if I have realized my own swordsmanship, I can leave it to the Ouyang family as a inheritance!"

Ouyang Qing said in surprise.

"However, how difficult it is to really create a sword technique that can be passed on, there are not many such characters in the world. ”

After a pause, Ouyang Qing sighed again and said.

Isn't it?

If such a sword technique is really created, it is absolutely difficult.

Ouyang Qing's own situation, she knows it well.

If she wanted to create such a swordsmanship, she didn't have much confidence in herself.

"I said you can, you can. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said in a firm tone, "If it weren't for that, it would be impossible for you to inherit the Mortal Sword. ”

"W-what does this mean?"

Ouyang Qing was taken aback.

Didn't he give him the sword?

Why are there so many twists and turns in it!

"If you are not qualified enough, you will definitely not be able to comprehend the mortal sword, it will not accept you, and will directly reject you. ”

"After all, this is an ordinary sword that can give birth to thousands of swordsmanship, the most ordinary and the most extraordinary. ”

"The fact that you can see the demonstration of Fan Jian shows that your qualifications are sufficient. ”

......

Ling Jiuxiao said slowly.

Ouyang Qing thought thoughtfully: "It turns out that I am so powerful!"

"All in all, I won't care what you get in the mortal sword, the swordsmanship you create, what you want to do. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said.

"Thank you!"

Ouyang Qing hugged her fists and thanked her.

Although she can't be said to be clever, she can still see Ling Jiuxiao's kindness.

This is his recognition of himself, and it is also the reward for his time before and after the saddle.

For this, she is not only grateful but grateful.

She didn't know how to repay the other other other than gratitude.

"Let's go...... Although I have made a lot of noise here, but if they are not idle and panicked, I am afraid that they will not find you. ”

Ling Jiuxiao motioned for Ouyang Qing to leave.

All the way he came, there were clues to hide.

When the time comes, don't say that it is Ling Jiuxiao, Ouyang Qing and they can't find the slightest trace, so as long as they are separated now, Ouyang Qing will be safe.

"Yes!"

Ouyang Qing nodded heavily, as if remembering something, and said, "Do we still have a day to meet?"

"As long as you don't die, after many years, you should be able to hear my name. ”

With that, Ling Jiuxiao immediately left.

"Goodbye, young master. ”

Ouyang Qing said softly.

At the same time, she secretly made up her mind...... I can't live up to the young master's kindness, and I will definitely cultivate the mortal sword and create my own swordsmanship!

......

"Boss Long, just take your mother away?"

Ling Jiuxiao asked Boss Long.

"Right...... I still have some things, but I am used to carrying the most precious things with me, and now I am on the run, leaving the rest to my men, as long as my mother is safe and sound. ”

Boss Long said with a wry smile.

The cause and effect, Ling Jiuxiao has already roughly said.

This time, even if the Star Guardian looks down on a little person like him, he is afraid that Qinglongzi will not spare himself.

Therefore, Boss Long has only one way to run away.

Not only Boss Long, but Chen Shilin, Queen of the Evil Wind and others were stunned after learning that things had become like this.

What else can they do now?

This is no longer as simple as offending Qinglongzi.

The Astral Guardians have all been slaughtered, and this beam will be bigger.

Even if they are allowed to go back to the family, they don't dare to go back, for fear that if they go back on the front foot, their hometown will be destroyed on the back foot!

It's just that they are unlucky, but they don't want to suffer together with their hometown!

In this way, they had no choice but to follow Ling Jiuxiao all the way to the end.

"Good. ”

Ling Jiuxiao bowed slightly, grabbed it in the air, and had already collected Boss Long's mother directly with the room.

(End of chapter)