Chapter 201: Oh, I will

Wujian was stupid, look at the pavilion master, and then look at Zhang Tian, his expression was funny.

Li Haoqiong ignored Wu Jian's reaction and continued: "Wu Jian, this is Zhang Tian, he is only a spiritual lieutenant cultivator, you should pay attention to it when you are sparring." In addition, at this time of day from now on, you have to avoid everyone for a month. ”

There was silence in the dark, and the brain stopped working for a while.

He really couldn't figure it out, even if the senior brother was forgotten, why did the pavilion master treat this Zhang Tian differently?

Let a true disciple come secretly and specialize in sparring,

Does that sound like a word!!

But Wuma didn't dare to speak, so he could only swallow the bitter water in his stomach.

After the explanation, he was still a little uneasy from Haoqiong, and said to Zhang Tian: "I have to go out again, and I don't know how long this trip will take, and the teaching for the next month will be handed over to Wujian, you yourself be careful!" ”

This tone, which seemed to be talking to his own son, shocked Uzuma again.

Zhang Tian's lips squirmed, and what he wanted to say was not said in the end.

Li Haoqiong knew in his heart and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

After that, he left Haoqiong first, leaving Zhang Tian and Wujian with big eyes.

Zhang Tian didn't speak, and the pavilion master came back halfway to explain a few words and then left, coming and going in a hurry, looking very anxious, and things must be tricky.

What happened?

He had promised to leave Haoqiong, if he was strong one day in the future, he would definitely protect the Phantom Sword Pavilion in the Shentian Domain.

Therefore, regarding the matter of the Phantom Sword Pavilion, Zhang Tian must be concerned.

Even if I am still very weak now......

Wu Jian was a little unhappy when he saw that Zhang Tian didn't speak, and said, "You see a true disciple, don't you salute?" ”

Zhang Tian came back to his senses, and then lowered his head and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Wujian." ”

Wuma was still unhappy, and his tone was not good: "You can't be the illegitimate son of the pavilion master, right?" ”

Otherwise, how can you explain this series of situations, dare not bring them into the cabinet, and take care of them so quietly?

Zhang Tian's expression was strange: "My surname is Zhang." ”

"Maybe you have your mother's last name?"

"My mom doesn't have the surname Zhang."

The corners of Wuma's mouth twitched: "Then tell me, what is the origin of this person, one or two of them treat you as a treasure." ”

Zhang Tian looked into Wujian's eyes and said in surprise: "Probably because of ...... Sword Spirit bastard? ”

"Poof......

None of them collapsed, almost spitting saliva, he pointed at Zhang Tian, and laughed breathlessly: "What the hell! Sword Spirit Bastard Hahaha! ”

Zhang Tian didn't speak, there was a sword soul in his dragon bone sword, and it would be no accident that the next generation of sword spirits would be born.

It is very appropriate to say that he is the illegitimate son of the sword spirit!

Wu Jian finished laughing, and saw that Zhang Tian suddenly became a little more pleasing to the eye, although he was still angry, but he had to admit that this person was a little interesting.

"Let me introduce myself first." So Wu Ma coughed lightly and said, "I am a true disciple of the cabinet, you should also know, but I am the youngest one, and the one with the lowest cultivation, sixteen years old, in the early stage of the Spirit King." ”

Zhang Tian listened, secretly frightened.

Spirit King!

Sixteen-year-old Spirit King!

This is in Lingyun Prefecture, I can't even think of it!

A sixteen-year-old boy is just a little kid who hasn't graduated from the academy in an ordinary place, but in the Phantom Sword Pavilion, he is already a Spirit King cultivator.

Is this still the one with the lowest cultivation among the true disciples?

The gap, it's too big!

Wu Jian was very satisfied with Zhang Tian's expression and touched his nose: "Okay, it's your turn." ”

Zhang Tian took a deep breath and said, "I am an ordinary disciple of the Outer Pavilion, fifteen years old, in the middle stage of the Spirit Captain. ”

The difference between the two is only one year old, one is a true disciple in the cabinet, and the other is an ordinary disciple in the outer cabinet, how many levels is there in the middle?

One day, one earth!

Wu Ma shook his cuffs, seemed to be in a very good mood, and said: "My cultivation is two levels higher than you, it is impossible to practice swords, the consequence of my miss, may be your death, although my cultivation is in the cabinet, it is considered very low, but I have good talent and young ......"

After saying a few words, the back is basically boasting, and when it is almost said, Wuma begins to finish:

"Let's start with teaching."

Wuma put up a master's shelf, and suddenly felt that it was not bad to come over every day, and he could regain a little self-confidence, so as not to be suppressed by other true disciples in the cabinet all day long.

Zhang Tian almost dozed off when he heard this, and finally woke up when he reached the main event.

Wu Ma continued: "Let's start with the basic sword technique, it's not the basic sword technique of the spirit captain's cultivation, it's the empty sword, and you usually have to wait until the spirit major cultivates to learn. ”

Zhang Tian had a strange expression, untied the weight ring, and then stood up with the dragon bone sword in his hand.

Suddenly, more than a dozen sword lights appeared, flying in mid-air, and the sword qi did not disperse, lasting for a long time, and also flying a long distance.

"This? I learned. Zhang Tiandao.

Wu Ma just wanted to draw the sword with his hand paused, turned his head in astonishment, and looked at Zhang Tian's gaze as if he had seen a ghost.

"You ......" he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, trying to keep himself calm, "Since you are away from the Empty Sword Society, then learn the Imperial Sword." ”

"Edgeworth, it basically represents the difference between ordinary disciples and true disciples, as far as I know, every true disciple in the cabinet learned Edgeworth when they were cultivating in the spirit major, while most ordinary disciples need to wait until the spirit king cultivates to do it."

With that, the long sword of the black sky soared into the air.

It's just that when he just wanted to step on the sword, the dragon bone sword on Zhang Tian's side also flew up, and then Zhang Tian stood up and flew back two meters above the flat ground.

Karasuma was stunned on the sword, speechless......

The Void Sword will be gone, and so will Edgeworth.

No wonder the pavilion master asked him to accompany Zhang Tian to practice swords, and sure enough, all he could do was practice swords!

Wuma was completely convinced, and he really couldn't question the words of the pavilion master!

A little spirit captain can actually resist the sword!

Wujian was stimulated a lot, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, why didn't a person like Zhang Tian go directly to the cabinet?

It's hard to guess what the bigwigs think, and Wuma didn't ask much, so he could only raise his long sword and wave: "Come on, let's practice swords." ”

Zhang Tian's eyes were deep, and he held the dragon bone sword in his hand with great importance.

This is the first time he has faced the Spirit King's sword head-on!

The other party can become a true disciple, there must be something unique, Zhang Tian secretly made up his mind that he must study hard.

Suddenly, on the flat ground under the night sky, only the sound of Sasha was left, with a sense of solemnity.

Zhang Tian was engrossed in his movements, staring at Wujian's movements.

Wujian was secretly frightened, Zhang Tian gave him the feeling that he didn't look like a spirit lieutenant at all, and his majestic abundant spiritual power definitely had the strength of a spirit master!

A spirit captain who can compete with the spirit master?

Wuma sank down, no longer arrogant, but really began to pay attention to the young man in front of him.

Brush!

Both of them moved at the same time.

Scold!

Two long swords collided, and in the dark night, the bright sparks of the day were sparked!