Night...... A slight cool breeze, a crescent moon hangs high.

At the outer gate of the Ancient Sword Sect, two figures advanced in the faint moonlight, silently.

"Caiyin, it's so late, where are you going to take me?" The figure behind him suddenly stopped and asked in a low voice.

"It's almost there. The figure in front waved his hand, and seeing that the people behind him did not follow, he urged: "Yang Xiu, what is the relationship between the two of us, and we can't deceive you, come on...... When you get to the place, you will definitely be surprised. ”

The figure behind hesitated for a moment, then followed again at the urging.

The two climbed over a hill and came to a cliff.

"Here we are. The figure in front stopped.

"Falling Sword Cliff, what's there to be surprised about here?" the figure behind glanced at the cliff below.

Below the Falling Sword Cliff, there are all the ancient sword sects eliminated, or broken swords, if you stand above the falling sword cliff during the day, you can still see the bottom, the sword blade reflects the sun, there is no scenery, but at night, it is dark below.

"Yang Xiu, are you surprised to see me Ma Yuantai, are you surprised?" At this time, behind a boulder, a man walked out, blocking Yang Xiu's retreat, and sneered.

When Yang Xiu heard this, his heart suddenly tightened, and he secretly said badly, this Ma Yuantai and he are also from Autumn Leaf City, but the relationship between the Ma family and the Yang family has always been bad, and the children of the two families have hated each other since they were children.

The Falling Sword Cliff is a little far away from the living area of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, and the other disciples can't hear the words shouted here.

It is not a good thing to meet Ma Yuantai at the Falling Sword Cliff at night!

Yang Xiu suddenly sensed the danger.

Ma Yuantai entered the Ancient Sword Sect a year earlier than him, and he was already a seven-fold cultivator in the Ning Yuan Realm, and he, three years after entering the Ancient Sword Sect, had always been a cultivator in the Ning Yuan Realm, without any promotion, which was a well-known joke in the Ancient Sword Sect.

In front of Ma Yuantai, Yang Xiu can be said to have no resistance at all, this big night, he was deceived to the falling sword cliff, and Ma Yuantai is waiting for him here, Yang Xiu naturally knows his situation.

"Zhang Caiyin!" Yang Xiu looked at the woman who brought him over, and his voice was angry:

"Are you lying to me? The Yang family and the Zhang family have been working together to fight against the Ma family in Autumn Leaf City, and the two families have been friends for generations, and we ...... I've known each other since I was a child, and I joined the Ancient Sword Sect in the same year, I've always regarded you as a friend, why did you lie to me?"

Zhang Caiyin was not shocked when he heard Yang Xiu's words, and said coldly: "Yang Xiu, in the future, Autumn Leaf City will belong to the Ma family, Ma Yuantai's brother has broken through the triple blood realm, and at the end of this year, he will welcome your sister and annex the Yang family by the way."

You don't have to look at me like that, I used to like to play with you because you are a genius with a complete talent for kendo, but in fact, ...... You're not talented, but you haven't improved any cultivation in the three years of the Ancient Sword Sect, I haven't looked down on you for a long time!"

As he spoke, Zhang Caiyin walked to Ma Yuantai's side and threw herself into Ma Yuantai's arms.

Ma Yuantai hugged Zhang Caiyin, patted Zhang Caiyin's buttocks, and took out a dagger with his other hand.

Zhang Caiyin stepped aside, and Ma Yuantai waved his dagger, reflecting the cold light in the moonlight:

"Yang Xiu, although you have basically been determined to be a waste, but ...... Who let you have a perfect kendo talent? In case your kid suddenly opens up one day, he will always be a threat to my Ma family, so ...... You're better dead. ”

When the words fell, Ma Yuantai had already made a move, the cold light flashed, and the dagger stabbed at Yang Xiu's heart, as fast as lightning.

Ning Yuan Realm's seven heavy shots, but it is not Ning Yuan Realm's one heavy that can contend with it, Yang Xiu is next to the cliff, there is nowhere to retreat, Ma Yuantai's stab is a killer blow.

At the moment when Ma Yuantai made his move, Yang Xiu jumped off the Falling Sword Cliff without hesitation.

The Falling Sword Cliff is more than 100 zhang deep, and it is as steep as standing upright, and if you fall down, you will definitely die.

Yang Xiu would rather fall to his death than die in the hands of Ma Yuantai.

Ma Yuantai stood on the edge of the cliff, watching Yang Xiu's figure disappear into the darkness under the Falling Sword Cliff in an instant, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"This kid...... When he joined the Ancient Sword Sect with his kendo consummation talent, it caused a sensation, and the Yang family also followed the scenery for a while, and now it is ...... This kid is finished, the Yang family...... It's going to be over soon!" Ma Yuantai put away the dagger and smiled slightly.

The Falling Sword Cliff is more than 100 zhang deep, and it is as steep as standing upright, unless it is a bird, otherwise a man or a beast will definitely die if he falls.

Whew-

Yang Xiu's falling speed was getting faster and faster, and the wind was cold and roaring violently.

He closed his eyes, but there was unwillingness in his heart, he opened the Yuan vein before the age of twelve, stepped into the condensation realm, and was tested by the Ancient Sword Sect to achieve the perfect talent of the sword, and the scenery entered the Ancient Sword Sect, at that time...... How high-spirited?

However, after his cultivation broke through the Ning Yuan Realm, he never improved again, absorbing the spiritual energy into the body, and always felt like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

In the past three years, his cultivation has not made any progress, and the disciples who have entered the Ancient Sword Sect at the same time, the lowest cultivation has already broken through the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

He went from being a genius of the Ancient Sword Sect to a joke!

But Yang Xiu always firmly believes that he has the day when he will see the light of day.

Waiting for this day, Yang Xiu waited for three years, in the past three years, Yang Xiu practiced sword hard every day, when others were in love, he was practicing sword, and when others were having fun, he was also practicing sword.

Except for the time to sleep and eat, Yang Xiu's time was spent almost entirely on cultivation, however, ...... He persisted for three years, but his cultivation never improved, and today, he is facing the state of mortality!

Is this the end of my life?

I don't want to die!

Don't want to die!

I haven't proven myself yet, I'm dead, and I'll always be a waste in the eyes of the world!

Yang Xiu felt a sense of sadness in his heart, very unwilling, he was a fifteen-year-old boy, it was the time when he was full of vitality, and he didn't want to die in the name of waste.

Death...... It should have been far away from him, but now ...... But he was rapidly approaching death, this feeling...... It's really sad and uncomfortable.

Next to his ears, the wind was whistling, and Yang Xiu was falling rapidly towards the bottom of the falling sword cliff, his heart was already extremely cold!

Suddenly......

In Yang Xiu's body, a force surged out, and the speed of his fall suddenly slowed down.

The whistling wind in his ears disappeared, and Yang Xiuyan opened his eyes, surprised to find that he was suspended in the air less than three meters above the ground.

Below the Falling Sword Cliff, there are swords everywhere, most of them are broken swords, broken swords, and some complete swords.

At this moment, all the broken swords, broken swords, and good swords trembled slightly, and in the darkness, faint streamers flew out of these sword bodies and poured into Yang Xiu's body.

From the top of the Falling Sword Cliff, it was pitch black below, but below the Falling Sword Cliff, the line of sight was still some distance.

Yang Xiu watched these faint streamers fly into his body, and suddenly ...... He sensed that there was a sword shadow in his mind, condensing and forming.

"What's inside me...... Awakened?" Yang Xiu was shocked.

In the past three years, he had been cultivating, but when the vitality entered his body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, and he wondered if something had swallowed up the vitality he had absorbed.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case, today he is in danger of death, this thing finally released its power, this power is magical, let him fall from a cliff more than a hundred feet high without dying, directly suspended in mid-air.

Yang Xiu only had time to be surprised for a moment, and a strong sense of sharp pain in his body was drowned, and the streamer entered his body, as if a sword qi was cutting his body.

Meantime......

The sword shadow condensed into a shadow, and it also formed a terrifying force that impacted Yang Xiu's mind.

After only a few breaths, Yang Xiu passed out.