Ye Qinghong, who was indifferent and arrogant, took Yang Yifeng out of the teleportation array, and it was a huge city.

"For more than seven years, you haven't improved. ”

Ye Qinghong, who had never spoken, said lightly until this moment, his expression seemed to be forever cold, without the slightest emotional wave.

"Ahem...... Senior, I thought I could comprehend, but there was always a line behind, if I left, it seemed that I was going to catch it every time, but I just couldn't catch it......"

"The essence overflows, and the water comes naturally. The same is true of Wujian. ”

Ye Qinghong said.

"Thank you Senior Ye for your advice. ”

Yang Yifeng said respectfully.

"This is the teleportation station of Heavenly Court, next, I will take you through the void back to the Sword Sect. ”

"Good ......"

After Ye Qinghong finished speaking, he took out a token, his breath bloomed, and the two of them were immediately bounced out of the teleportation station.

Yang Yifeng felt that his arm tightened, and when he didn't see Ye Qinghong acting like this, a fierce sword light tore through the void, and suddenly his ears roared, and the space storm pressed down.

As Ye Qinghong's speed became faster and faster, the space storm that Yang Yifeng endured became stronger and stronger.

But from beginning to end, he didn't seem to feel anything, not only that, but his eyebrow psychic eyes were actually opened to the extreme, looking at the direction of the chaotic space and the special existence that could be used as a reference.

Although Ye Qinghong is silent and extremely cold, he is different from the cold of the popsicle face, he is just happy and angry, and he is in a state of mind that is always in the way of the sword.

As time passed, Ye Qinghong secretly praised in his heart.

This void shuttles, under normal circumstances, he would definitely send out a strong qi to protect his disciples, but he didn't do that to Yang Yifeng, and he had the heart to take the school exam.

I thought it would be good to be able to hold on for a few minutes, after all, the speed at this moment has been increased to the limit, and the space storm that he has endured, even if it is at the peak of the merger realm, is enough to drink a pot, but the young man in front of him is unconscious.

At the end of the two-hour void shuttle, Yang Yifeng's face did not change.

On the contrary, it was Ye Qinghong, who was urging the shuttle with all his might, and his breath was obviously weaker.

Such a physical body and soul strength surprised Ye Qinghong.

How did Ye Qinghong know that Yang Yifeng had even walked back and forth twice in the real chaotic space of the outer layer, where could he be injured by the inner chaotic space that did not exceed the scope of the Heavenly Hammer Star Heavenly Dao?

If he didn't want to show it too much, he didn't even have to sacrifice his body protection qi.

The immortal body alone is enough to bear.

What Ye Qinghong didn't know was that the moment Yang Yifeng came out of the Heavenly Court's teleportation station, he left a wisp of his own divine thought imprint in the nearby void.

Together with the route and direction of the void shuttle, it was firmly imprinted in my mind.

Laugh at!

A sharp sword light slashed out again, and the space was suddenly torn, and the two of them appeared in the void in a flash.

Is this the Sword Sect?

Yang Yifeng looked at the scene that was rapidly growing in his sight, and said secretly in his heart.

What catches your eye is a platform on a mountain peak between the clouds and mist, and the steep peaks around it are like peerless swords, pointing at the sky.

In the mountains and valleys, there are palaces dotted all over the place.

The ancient and magnificent aura permeated the heavens and the earth, the sword light shone brightly, and the road marks were all over the place.

Towering ancient trees, exotic flowers and plants, can be seen everywhere.

The light flashed, and the mountain protection array opened.

The scene in front of him changed, and Ye Qinghong took Yang Yifeng to the mountain gate full of vicissitudes of time.

Sword Sect, the two words of the silver hook iron painting are engraved on the cyan boulder, the cyan boulder has weathered and crumbling, I don't know how many years have passed, how much history has been witnessed, and it obviously feels that a gust of wind may blow down, but it is still standing.

"Good word! I'm afraid it's hundreds of thousands of years old......"

Yang Yifeng couldn't help but exclaim.

It's not just the words that are good, but the kendo artistic conception contained in the words.

It is this kind of kendo artistic conception that guards its last ~firm~stiff~.

Who knows, as soon as Yang Yifeng's words fell, a young voice sounded not far away:

"To be precise, the history of 63,300 years is a sign that the 99th generation of our Sword Sect Sect has carved with his finger as a sword to witness the glorious history of the Sword Sect. ”

Yang Yifeng raised his eyes and found that on the inner steps of the mountain gate, there was actually a group of young men with negative swords, who seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

The person who spoke was none other than one of the young men in purple robes.

When he stepped out of the crowd and greeted him, the young man in Tsing Yi behind him looked at Yang Yifeng with their eyes, and they actually discussed:

"Is that Yang Jiuxuan?"

"It's been more than seven years late, and it's just refining the Void Realm, and it doesn't feel like anything...... Why would the Lonely Ancestor promise to open the sword pool in order to recruit him?"

"That's right...... However, if you can cross the realm and defeat those so-called top Tianjiao in the secular world, whether it is Senior Sister Dongfang or Senior Brother Fu, they are all a few streets stronger than him. It's Senior Brother Tian, and it seems that he's much stronger than him......"

Everyone was buzzing and discussing, not caring at all that Yang Yifeng was approaching.

Obviously, Dugu Ancestor was full of jealousy and resentment for Yang Yifeng's promise to open the sword pool.

All of them had disdain on their faces, and there was no trace of friendliness.

Yang Yifeng touched his nose, not surprised at all.

"Disciple Tian Duoguang, I have seen the Flying Blood Elder. ”

Before taking the initiative to take Yang Yifeng's words, the young man who came out of the crowd bowed to Ye Qinghong, then looked at Yang Yifeng and smiled:

"Presumably you are Senior Brother Yang Jiuxuan, right? I am Tian Duoguang, a disciple of the Third Elder, welcome to the Sword Sect!"

This Tian Duoguang is magnificent, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and it seems that his cultivation and bearing are extraordinary, but his gaze is sharp and hidden, and it is obviously not as friendly as it appears on the surface.

If Yang Yifeng is really the kind of young man who is not deeply involved in the world and has no experience, he may really be confused by the appearance of the other party. It's a pity that this kind of hidden hostility is just a little transparent in front of him.

It's just that Yang Yifeng smiled slightly: "I've seen Senior Brother Fu." ”

"Flying Blood Elder, Senior Brother Jiuxuan, all the elders have been waiting in the Heavenly Sword Hall for a long time, please!"

Ye Qinghong nodded slightly, still looking cold, it seemed that there was no difference between facing the disciples of the Sword Sect and facing the beings of the secular world.

Regarding everyone's doubts about Yang Yifeng, there was no expression.

Obviously, the Sword Sect disciple should be very clear about his temperament.

Otherwise, there will be no dissatisfaction and doubts in front of him.

"Senior Brother Jiuxuan, it is said that you are the top of the selection of the last secular hundred dynasties, although the so-called Tianjiao in your secular world is nothing in our Divine Domain, but you can get the first place and be selected by our Sword Sect, which is also very good......"

Tian Duoguang naturally walked side by side with Yang Yifeng, following behind Ye Qinghong, seemingly gentle and polite greetings, but his words were secretly-for-tat.

"Uh-huh, oh......"

Yang Yifeng seemed to have not paid attention to the other party's words at all, and dealt with it vaguely, looking around, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, he was very amazed to appreciate the unique scenery of the Sword Sect exuding the charm of ancient years.

"I don't know who Senior Brother Jiuxuan studied under in the secular world? Senior brother, I still know a little about several so-called kendo masters in the secular world. Later, when you choose kendo, I can give you some advice. ”

"Well, who did I learn from? I practiced sword at the age of one, learned the sword at the age of three, held the sword at the age of five, transcended the sword at the age of seven, had a sword in my heart at the age of nine, and had no sword in my heart at the age of eighteen, but now I am confused, regaining the sword in my hand, traveling through the red dust, and there is no one to learn. ”

No one can teach!

Practicing swords at the age of one and learning swords at the age of three?

Sticking to the sword at the age of five, and transcending the sword at the age of seven?

A nine-year-old with a sword in his heart, and an eleven-year-old without a sword in his heart?

Lying ~ Groove ......

Do you especially use little JJ as a sword? and practice swords at the age of one......

No one to teach?

Why are you especially when you are the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal?

When he said this, not only did Fu Daxue and the disciples of the Sword Sect who followed behind him have black lines on their faces, but even Ye Qinghong, who was walking in front, had a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

God!

I've seen someone pretending to be forced, but I've never seen anyone pretending to be forced to such a situation!

"There is no sword bone, the sword heart is not there, and there is no humility and enterprising heart, such a person can even win the first place in the secular world, it seems that the last session is basically scum......"

"The ability is not big, but the ability to brag ~ is not small. ”

"Even this kind of goods is worth spending hundreds of years for our Sword Sect to open the sword pool for him?"

"In my opinion, it's just a pretext for Dugu Ancestor to recruit him, and the bargaining chips that really make Dugu Ancestor open the sword pool are the real genius disciples of our Sword Sect such as Senior Sister Dongfang, Senior Brother Fu and Senior Brother Tian!"

The Sword Sect disciple behind him directly disdainfully discussed.

Without any concealment, he almost pointed at Yang Yifeng's nose and said......

Too arrogant, too arrogant, too special to brag ~ bull ~ force!

Disciples of the Sword Sect, any one who goes out is high, and he is a genius sword warrior in the Middle God Domain, a scum from the secular world, but the sect opened the sword pool in the name of recruiting him, even if it is a pretext, it makes them jealous and unhappy!

Yang Yifeng didn't hear it, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he was still looking at the scenery of the Sword Sect with blazing eyes, it seemed that in his eyes, such a sarcastic and contemptuous voice was all gray and gray, and it couldn't cause any waves in his state of mind.

But Tian Duoguang suddenly exited:

"Shut up. What do you say, Senior Brother Jiuxuan has just arrived, what kind of system will it become?!"

After speaking, he smiled to Yang Yifeng:

Senior Brother Jiuxuan smiled. You, the senior brothers and sisters, are extremely unlucky against the weather and opened the sword pool...... I don't know, what does Senior Brother Jiuxuan think about opening the sword pool?"

"What can I think?"

Yang Yifeng pretended to be stunned, then shook his head with a smile.

But in my heart, I sneered, is the fox's tail finally coming out?

It's a pity that the disdain in your bones, despite the smile on your face, despite the kindness of your tone, is undoubtedly exposed between the lines......

Bad luck?

The master is a one-man sword, worthy of the name of the first day of pride!

I saw that this Tian Duoguang seemed to really regard Ye Qinghong, who was walking in front, as air, and didn't care at all that the other party could see his small movements, this was not to despise Ye Qinghong, but the Flying Blood Sword King Ye Qinghong, the Flying Blood Elder, is a famous sword idiot in the Sword Sect, as the youngest Sword King, he usually doesn't care about any sect affairs at all except for retreat and sword practice, and it is rare to see each other for ten or eight years.

If it weren't for the fact that Dugu Ancestor designated him to be Yang Yifeng's envoy this time, I'm afraid that the young disciples of the sect would have ignored him......

"With all due respect, if Senior Brother Jiuxuan, you voluntarily give up the quota for stepping into the Sword Pool, Senior Brother, I can apply to the Third Elder of my Master Venerable to accept you as a personal disciple! My Master is the top existence in the Sword Sect after the Ancestor and the Sect Master, in addition, Senior Brother, I can personally make up for you another 10,000 pieces of top-grade spirit crystals! Hehe, this is a real benefit, for you, it is much more affordable than the benefit of the Sword Pool, what does the junior brother think?"

Tian Duoguang brazenly showed his intentions.

1,000 top-notch spirit crystals!

In his opinion, this scum from the secular world will be shocked.

After all, the best spirit crystals, not to mention the secular world, are in short supply in the Middle God Domain, and 10,000 pieces are worth far more than one million high-grade spirit crystals!

Yang Yifeng was silent: "I can make my own decisions about the affairs of the sword pool?"

"Of course, we in the Sword Sect will never force any disciple to make a decision. What's more, the Sword Pool is one of the three forbidden places in our Heavenly Hammer Continent, and it is dangerous and terrifying, which can be described as a life of nine deaths! Although Senior Brother Jiuxuan, you are the number one on the list of hundred dynasties, but with all due respect, it is just a Tianjiao competition that does not enter the secular world. The sword pool is dead and lifeless for you, why take this risk?10,000 pieces of top-grade spirit crystals, the disciples of the three elders themselves, this is the wisest and most affordable benefit for you, 10,000 pieces of top-grade spirit crystals......"

"Hehe......"

Yang Yifeng touched his nose, 10,000 fast top-grade spirit crystals are a lot?

"Senior Brother Tian. ”

"Senior brother, did you agree?"

At this moment, Ye Qinghong, who was walking in front, had his ears erected imperceptibly.

"Am I handsome?"

What the?

I'll go......

What does this mean?

Could it be that this kid has fallen in love with Senior Brother Tian?

But to tell the truth, Zhen Nima is handsome, handsome and unparalleled, especially the smiling appearance, it is simply a killing of both men and women......

Even the corners of Ye Qinghong's mouth twitched again.

"Handsome is really handsome, but junior brother, senior brother is not that kind of person......"

"It's good to be handsome. Do you think someone like me is ~stupid~forced~?"

The smile on Yang Yifeng's face suddenly became cold, and the corners of his mouth were even more ruthless in an instant.

What the?

Everyone was stunned.

But Yang Yifeng directly fanned over with a voice like a slap:

"With this condition, I want my Yang Jiuxuan to give up the opportunity to practice in the sword pool, when everyone else is ~stupid~ forcing you, how stupid should you be~force?"

Crash......

Even Ye Qinghong's pace was slightly sluggish.

"Presumptuous, Yang Jiuxuan, do you know what you said?"

Tian Duoguang's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, his hypocritical face was directly torn apart, and he said angrily.

It's just a celestial pride from the secular world, how dare you argue with him like this?

It's just looking for death!

Yang Yifeng sensed that he didn't seem to hear anything in front of him, and it was clearly Ye Qinghong, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, knowing where the proportions were, and his handsome face exuded a cold and domineering atmosphere:

"Of course I do. I can tell you unequivocally - the Sword Pool is the condition for the Sword Sect to recruit me, and I am here because of the Sword Pool! No one wants to take away my training opportunity!"

You!!

Yang Yifeng's words were like thunder, showing all the grandeur and resounding throughout the world.

It also contains a tenacious belief that looks down on the world, and the edge is exposed

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