In Hanmu Academy, most of them are disciples of the family.

When Yan Wuyi stepped into the gate of the academy, he attracted many curious eyes.

Now there is a rumor in the outside world that it is said that the master of the Hanguang Pavilion braved the anger of many swordsmen in the Luo family and accepted a young man who only knew six tricks as an apprentice.

Everyone was shocked, thinking about what this person could do to make the pavilion master accept him as a personal heir.

After seeing Yan Wuyi's true face, many of the inner doors of the Sword Pavilion came back to their senses.

This young man turned out to be a warrior who was a single ghost-piercing warrior in the western battle that day.

"It turned out to be him, the day before yesterday, before the Great Interception of the Ancient Tower, this person was a sword protection array, and a sword broke through the eye of Yan Skull, and the situation of general defeat was reversed. A blue-robed and phoenix-eyed Sword Pavilion disciple couldn't help but speak, looking at Yan Wuyi upstairs, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"It has long been spread in the clan, this person's name is Yan Wuyi, and now the carp jumps over the dragon gate, we all have to call him Senior Brother Yan. ”

"Senior Brother Yan, he's also worthy!"

There are also disciples who disdainfully and curse in twos and threes, thinking about where the wild boy came from, just luckier.

At this time, it was not the time to teach, as if I wanted to see the true legend of the pavilion master, seventy or eighty Sword Pavilion disciples with extraordinary realms had already gathered in the courtyard.

Yan Wuyi was listening to Tang Li talk about many matters, and he didn't care about the malicious slander of others, and he didn't look down on some arrogant children who had never tasted hardship.

From Tang Li's mouth, it is known that the academy occupies the middle of Feihe Liuquan, with the inner courtyard in the north, the outer courtyard in the south, the Shenghe residence in the west, and the Jianjian Building in the east.

Shengheju is the residence of the people in the outer courtyard, and the sword building is the residence of the inner disciples.

As for the six true legends, they live in the Qingxin small building a hundred zhang east of the Tibetan Scripture Building in the back mountain.

Tang Li was also a rare person who paid attention to the outer courtyard, and took Yan Wuyi through the two cloud pavilions and stepped into the inner courtyard.

As soon as you enter the inner courtyard, there is a fierce sword attack, which makes people respect, and a cluster of pavilions and gardens near is in the shade of towering ancient trees, and there is an antique stone tablet suspended in the air, engraved with the word cold light.

It may be that the strong swordsman's divine will is still there, and after ten more steps, he suddenly feels a little depressed.

The corridor is tortuous, the spirit is erratic, with the central Hanmu Sword Tower as the center, and into a majestic inner courtyard pavilion.

The silver gate of the Hanmu Sword Building is open, and the plaque above is written with four characters, and a sword seals the sky.

Yan Wuyi looked intently, and in the wide sword courtyard of the inner courtyard, there were six or seven genius disciples with extraordinary appearances.

Luo Ying, Yu Miaomiao, and the Jade Guanhua cultivator who had a relationship yesterday were silent, and the rest of the people were a little faceless.

"Bang bang bang!"

A burst of qi burst into flames, and the astonishing sword qi rushed straight in.

Yan Wuyi just wanted to say hello, but saw a tyrannical young man in a white robe suddenly attacked.

"What a fast sword!"

When the sword came, Yan Wuyi was shocked, his clear eyes turned suddenly, and the spiritual power of the six orifices that had finally recovered was instantly urged.

The strength of the qi flowed in the meridians, and before the young man's long sword roared, it had already started in his legs.

Returning to the vulture method, the meridians and qi turned, and the body was swept away.

The speed of dodging was terrifyingly fast, and before the disciples of the Sword Pavilion in the courtyard could react, Yan Wuyi had already walked away by the sword.

"Bold!"

Tang Li on the side snorted, thinking that this Luo Jingchong was too presumptuous.

Several disciples in the courtyard did not stop them, and they were happy to watch the battle, thinking that Luo Jingchong, a reckless man, would try the depth of the true inheritance of the pavilion master.

The white-robed young man Luo Jingchong didn't like him, and when he saw that Yan Wuyi easily avoided the sword qi, he couldn't help but show horror on his face, and he felt unconvinced.

Then he retreated and swept up the spiritual power, and then slashed in the air, and the sword chased the wind and broke the fallen leaves.

"Self-inflicted humiliation. ”

Yan Wuyi snorted coldly, this young man couldn't get a bargain with one move, and another sword attacked, where could he be rampant.

Seeing that the situation is coming, take the risk directly.

The pace was steady and fast, and the three steps reverberated violently, and the smoke and clouds chased the stars through his body, and once again brushed the sword qi.

Luo Jingchong never thought that Yan Wuyi's footwork would be so fast, and he approached him in three or two breaths, and decisively retreated.

How could he be allowed to escape at the right time, Yan Wuyi endured a strong force and slapped it with his palm, and his violent energy seemed to be able to stir up the wind and clouds, and he had already caught up with the young man in a few steps.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound dispersed, and the palm momentum that condensed the heavy strength was imprinted on Luo Jingchong's body.

The sudden defeat was really amazing, and Yan Wuyi was not easy to find the opportunity when he was not careful.

The falling scene rushed to the Dao Dao spiritual light to cover, but it was still difficult to resist the fierce force of Qianjun, and he staggered and retreated to the side.

"Presumptuous. ”

Although it was only two rounds, Luo Jingchong's sword speed had already been defeated, and he immediately adjusted his breath, stabilized his body, and said to Yan Wuyi.

"Senior Brother Yan's speed, I'm far from it. ”

It's better to be famous than to meet, and after feeling Yan Wuyi's speed, I realized the gap between the two.

Yan Wuyi did not return the courtesy, glanced at Luo Jingchong, only to realize that the other party was the same age as himself.

"This person's earthly vein cultivation can be practiced in the inner courtyard, could it be that he is a disciple of the top ten in the courtyard?"

The green pupils swept away, and saw that the young man's breath was heavy, and his feet were full of potential, and it was indeed the realm of the leylines.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled freely, and walked to the corridor with Tang Li, wanting to meet Yuan Fuyin, the dean of Hanmu Academy.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and they were all thinking.

"If it's really a character who can go in and out twice under the claws of Yan Xuan's skull, even Luo Jingchong, who cultivates the sword of chasing the wind, can't help him. Feng Buyu sighed secretly, and there was a rare trace of curiosity in his shining eyes.

Luo Yingqiao's eyes were suspicious, although Yan Wuyi had never fought head-on, but he was able to force Luo Jingchong to show defeat with his body technique within the two combinations, which can be called the shape of extreme speed.

"Jing Chong, don't mess with him in the future. ”

Although the two are not sisters, their relationship is good.

"Seventh sister, this newcomer Senior Brother Yan is extremely fast, and he doesn't seem to use his spiritual power to resist speed. Luo Jingchong nodded yes, but it was difficult to capture the trajectory of Yan Wuyi's steps.