Early in the morning, the Sword Cloud Sect, the range of the outer gate.

At this time, the sky was gray, and the young man was holding a long sword, and with a steady step, he climbed a back mountain of the Sword Cloud Sect in the weak light.

The shadow of the sword in the mountain forest flickered, and the sound of harmony was particularly harsh in this quiet mountain forest.

The young man held a long sword, and the gray figure danced the long sword in his hand.

People are like the wind, the sword is like the wind, and the mystery of swordsmanship is endless.

The edge of the sword move will be revealed, and every sword will be a sword that must be killed, and the killing machine will be soaring.

Some people are born destined to be swordsmen.

The swordsman, for the sword, for the sword, for the sword maniac, for the sword to kill.

This young man was born as a sword cultivator who lived for swords.

Burst!!

A piercing sound suddenly sounded, and I saw a mouthful of blood spurting out of the young man's mouth, the long sword flung away, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Damn! I have mediocre qualifications, I have nothing to say, but why is my body still so weak despite all the cultivation in this body?" After a long time, the young man got up from the ground, his face as white as paper, and there was no blood. His face was pained, and unwilling words came out of his mouth.

A punch hit the surrounding trees, even though his sword moves were shrewd and mysterious, but he still couldn't move the trees for half a minute, and the blood on his fist was dripping with blood. But there was no trace of pain on the young man's face, only the thick unwillingness was revealed on his face without a trace.

He hated that he obviously had a talent for kendo that was unattainable by others, but his cultivation qualifications were so mediocre, and he hated that his spiritual vein turned out to be the lowest level of first-grade people. But he recognized all this, but why did he exercise his body in every possible way, get up early and practice sword moves in the dark, why did his body be like a sick seedling, only dancing for three or five minutes of sword moves, he was already out of breath, and he fell to the ground after ten minutes, as if he was suffering from a serious illness.

How about having a very strong talent for the way of the sword? I don't have a normal body, I don't have an excellent talent for cultivation. This kendo talent has become a useless accumulation, and even becomes a well-known laughing stock.

The young man's name is Xi Feng, he has been an orphan since he was a child, and he was adopted by an old couple for several years, after which the old couple was killed by a force. Since then, Xi Feng has been wandering around, and four years ago he came to the Sword Cloud Sect and became a registered disciple. By chance, an elder of the sword saw Xi Feng practicing sword moves in the back mountain, and saw that he had a strong cultivation talent for the way of the sword, so he admitted him to the outer gate and became an outer disciple. Indeed, Xi Feng has a strong talent for kendo all the way, which is rare in a hundred years. What people never expected was that his spiritual vein turned out to be the lowest-level first-grade connection, and his cultivation talent could be regarded as miserable.

Sword cultivation is just a branch of cultivators, if a person's cultivation talent is not good, then even if he has a strong cultivation talent, it will be useless. It's like a person who has strong moves, but doesn't have the strength to show them, not to mention Xi Feng's body, the cultivation talent and even the spiritual veins are innate, and there is no doubt about this. Xi Feng's physical weakness is related to his early experience, except for a few years of normal life during the period of adoption by the old couple, not to mention anything else, at least he is full of food and clothing, but his time is basically hungry and full, and the whole person's body has been alive and dead for a long time because of practical reasons.

Even if he entered the Sword Cloud Sect, his life was only slightly better than before, not that the Sword Cloud Sect treated his disciples with deception. Instead, Xi Feng's strength is in the outer gate, and he can't keep the monthly sect subsidy. It can be said that now he is also hungry and full, and he will even be bullied to do some slave work. I was really hungry, that is, I hunted game in the back mountains. Originally, it was said that if he became an outer disciple, he didn't have to do chores, but since Xi Feng's cultivation talent, spiritual vein, and even the situation of his body were well known, the elders who had taken him in no longer cared about him.

With his strength, it is strange that he is not bullied in the outer gate, and even those registered disciples can kick him away with one kick and stuff all the work in his hands into his hands.

People are tall, short, fat and thin, and they have three, six, nine and so on.

The weak, from ancient times to the present, have no status.

"Oh, ridiculous!"

A faint wry smile appeared at the corner of Xi Feng's mouth, picked up the long sword from the ground, dusted off the dirt on his body, and went down the mountain with an embarrassed face.

At this time, the sky was already clear, and the disciples of the outer gate also got up one after another, and disciples practicing swordsmanship could be seen everywhere.

The Sword Cloud Sect was originally a sect of sword cultivation, so there were more sword cultivators, not that other cultivators didn't.

Passing by the sword field, Xi Feng's pace accelerated, but his figure was still discovered by some sharp-eyed disciples, only to see a young man in a cyan shirt blocking his way.

"Heh, isn't this a kendo genius? Why is the great genius not looking good today, and he vomited a few taels of blood?" The young man's face was full of banter, and as soon as these words came out, the disciples who were sweating and spilling rain on the sword field also looked sideways and gathered around.

Burst into laughter.

"What are you afraid of, what are you coming from?" Xi Feng's face was pale, he didn't like to provoke right and wrong, but this right and wrong always took the initiative to provoke him. It seems that today is another humiliation.

"Han Jiang, what do you want?"

Xi Feng's face was ugly, he tightened the long sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You beat me, bully me, and insult me." My strength is not good, I admit it, but you should know where my bottom line is, after this hurdle, don't say that you are just an outer disciple, even if you are an inner disciple, I will kill you if you fight for this life. ”

As soon as these words came out, the killing intent was Ling Ran.

Even Han Jiang, a Triple Qi Refining Rank cultivator, felt a hint of threat. This Xi Feng cultivation is not good, but even he has to admit that this kid does have a kind. So Han Jiang is also afraid that this kid will really fight with himself, what is the bottom line? I remember that there was an outer disciple who let this kid drill through the crotch at that time, although this kid was not strong, but he fought for his life, although he was almost beaten half to death, but the other party was almost hacked to death by him. Han Jiang also knows this very well.

"Hehe, don't be so emotional, I'm stopping you. Presumably you yourself should know what the reason is, right?" Han Jiang was joking, and then his face turned cold, and said, "You can't keep the blood cultivation grass, can you hand it over?"

As soon as these words came out, the greedy eyes of all the disciples looked towards Xi Feng. The blood nourishing herb has a miraculous effect on stabilizing qi and blood and enhancing physical fitness. It is a second-grade elixir, although the inner disciples can't look down on it, but for the outer disciples, it still has the ultimate temptation.

"Sure enough!"

Xi Feng chuckled in his heart, a few days ago, he did accidentally get a blood-nourishing grass in the back mountain, but he didn't expect to leak the news.

"Han Jiang, do you really think that the blood nourishing grass is a cabbage on the street? How can I always have such a second-grade elixir on my body? The joke is too much!" Xi Feng's face was pale, and he didn't admit it, if he admitted it, even if he wasn't snatched away by Han Jiang today, he would be peaceful in the future.

"Don't admit it?" Han Jiang said coldly: "It's best for you to call it out obediently, if I use force to search it out of you, don't think about leaving today." ”

"What? You want to kill someone? Don't forget the rules of the sect. "Xi Feng has already made up his mind, and he will definitely not call out the blood cultivation grass. The blood nourishing grass is of great use to him now, his physique is weak, and if he takes the blood nourishing grass, his physique will definitely be strengthened. This kind of elixir is hard to find, and now that it has fallen into his hands, how can Xi Feng easily give it up.

"I naturally know the rules of the sect, of course I won't kill you, but I can cut off your limbs and make your life worse than death?" Han Jiang smiled cruelly: "Finally, I ask you, to pay or not to pay?"

"It's one thing if I have it or not, even if I have! A cold glow shot out of Xi Feng's eyes, and the fierce color was like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"If you fight, you will fight!"

The swordsman should be sharp!

Defying!