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Chapter 444: Back to the Heights

A month later, in a lush bamboo forest, the knife in Yang Xiaoyi's hand flashed, like thunder, fast like lightning, and with the momentum of thousands of horses galloping.

It's just that in an instant, a knife comes out, and the world is quiet.

The bamboo forest, which swayed constantly in the wind, was stagnant and completely unable to move. The next moment, with a loud bang, they all shattered, turning into bamboo chips in the sky, wandering in the void.

"Good!"

With a loud shout, Wang Batian stepped forward with a face full of surprise and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have such a high level of understanding, and in just one month, you have mastered the essence of ten sets of sword fighting skills to such an extent, it's really rare." ”

"This is also the master's teaching, hehehe!"

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Xiaoyi bowed respectfully to Wang Batian and said with a smile.

Bowing slightly, Wang Batian pondered for a while, and then said, "Apprentice, try to restrain the wide-opening and closing combat skills in your hands just now, and try to melt them into one sword?"

"Convergence?

Yang Xiaoyi looked at the blade in his hand and frowned slightly.

Wang Batian smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with glitter: "This is up to you to realize it yourself, the so-called master leads the door, and the cultivation is in the individual." As a teacher, I can only tell you that as a swordsman, if you can put it, you should be able to accept it. The farther the knife can be placed, how close it should be. Only a tightened fist can be powerful. can only be put and not collected, that is the emptiness of the inner courtyard, and the outside is strong and the middle is dry!"

"Tighten your fists and punch out?"

His eyes shrugged slightly, Yang Xiaoyi muttered to himself, then slowly closed his eyes, thinking carefully, the blade in his hand was swinging leisurely in front of him, swaying in the wind, as weak as a willow leaf.

But suddenly, Yang Xiaoyi opened his eyes suddenly, and a strange brilliance shot out of the knife surface, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, fleeting.

And in the blink of an eye, with a bang, a bamboo pole was directly split into two sections, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror, which could reflect the human figure.

The pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and Yang Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned.

Fast, too fast!

He never expected that the speed of his knife just now was more than ten times faster than all his previous knife movements. He didn't even react to it, the knife had already been struck.

It was as if the sword had been unsheathed and the enemy's head had been cut off.

Wang Batian stroked his beard lightly and chuckled: "Yes, the understanding is really good, a little bit is thorough, and I have caught the essentials so quickly, hehehe!"

"Master, is this what you ...... Tyrant?"

His eyes lit up, and Yang Xiaoyi trembled with excitement.

Wang Batian glanced at him, but he couldn't help shaking his head and sneering: "Overlord Sword? Hmph, it's still far away! This is at most a little bit of a Overlord Sword, but it is still 108,000 miles away from the real Overlord Sword." Don't forget, if you want to practice the Hegemony Sword, you must first go through the cultivation of the Demon Knife. And you are still in the cultivation of the Righteous Sword Realm, and you have not achieved great success. Don't be too ambitious, be down-to-earth, practice step by step, hahaha!"

"Yes, the apprentice understands, thank you Master for teaching, hehehehe!"

Scratching his head embarrassedly, Yang Xiaoyi bowed down, his eyes were already full of hope, and he was full of hope for the future.

Seeing his humble appearance, Wang Batian also nodded with relief on his face.

How do you look at it, this apprentice of his own is much stronger than the next sect master, how can the Holy Ancestor appear and designate that bastard?......

Shaking his head and sighing, Wang Batian couldn't figure it out, but suddenly, a melodious melody came in steeply, permeating the entire main altar.

Wang Batian's body froze, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Yang Xiaoyi also listened to this strange melody, and was curious: "Hey, who is playing the flute, it's quite good." ”

"Apprentice, don't take it lightly, this is a master!"

Gently brushing his beard, Wang Batian said with a solemn face: "The main altar of this sect is guarded by an enchantment, and the movement outside is generally not transmitted. This piece is definitely played by a supreme master of sonic skills, and it may be to challenge. In the past, outside the main altar, there was no shortage of such masters, who came to challenge Sect Master Ouyang. But since the death of the sect master, our sect has been closed for a hundred years, and no one outside has come to challenge it, why is it running out again now?"

"Challenge the sect master, is he here to challenge my third brother?"

"Hey, you already know that your brother is the sect leader?"

"Hey, I already knew. Seeing that the predecessors of the Poison King took care of the third brother so attentively, they had the same mentality as me back then, did they all assist the young master, I understand. With a chuckle, Yang Xiaoyi shrugged his shoulders slightly.

Hearing this, Wang Batian couldn't help but look at him deeply: "Auxiliary young master? Could it be that you are not his own brother? Otherwise, how could he be the lord and you are a minister?"

"Don't hide it from you, Master, I was adopted and raised by the Yang family since I was a child. ”

"I see, I'll just say that you brothers are not different at all, it turns out that you are really not brothers, hum!" A rough breath erupted from his nostrils, and Wang Batian pursed his lips disdainfully: "You are so generous and diligent as a brother, but that kid is arrogant and domineering, obviously not born by a father." ”

"Master, although we are not compatriots, we are brothers and sisters who are closer than brothers. This time I was caught in the Holy Flame Sect, and my third brother came from thousands of miles to rescue me, and I was quite moved. ”

"Well, he also talks about righteousness, which is an advantage. Other...... Cut, it's useless!" Rolling his eyes, Wang Batian just couldn't look down on him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyi also shook his head helplessly and sighed.

At the same time, in the sect leader's dormitory, Yang Feng was still practicing etiquette in an orderly manner, but when he suddenly heard a familiar melody coming, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows sharply, and muttered: "If the heart is there, the dream is there, but it's just a matter of starting over...... Hey, isn't this the song I brought to this world, is it an acquaintance who has come to me?"

"Who is outside the main altar to use sound wave gong to communicate, is it here to challenge?"

The Poison King and the Corpse King glanced at each other and shouted murderously.

Poof!

Knocking on the heads of the two of them hard, Yang Feng scolded with a smile: "What is there to challenge, my people are here, take me out, Mo Lao must have come to me for something." ”

Saying that, Yang Feng had stopped practicing, and rushed out in a hurry.

The Poison King and the Corpse King looked at each other, and they also hurriedly followed.

On the other hand, among the mountains covered with snow, Mo Shaoqiu stared at him and played the flute leisurely.

After a while, the sound of the flute gradually subsided, Mo Shaoqiu slowly lowered his hand, and sighed with a lonely face: "Isn't it still here, the location of the main altar of the Holy Fire Sect? When I was working with that ghost king before, I heard him say that their main altar is near here." But the old man has searched all the mountains here, why can't he find it? Master, where are you, the capital is in great trouble!"

"Mo Lao!"

Suddenly, there was a space creeping on the cliff of a mountain cliff, and Yang Feng's body scurried, and he ran out of thin air, laughing and said, "Are you here to find me? How did you find here?"

The Poison King and the Corpse King also ran out.

Mo Shaoqiu glanced up, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and as soon as his body swept away, he rushed forward, came to Yang Feng and bowed respectfully, and said hurriedly: "Family master, I finally found you." The big thing is not good, the old boy of the ghost king has already controlled the entire capital, and Yan Tianxing and the iron battle clothes have all been arrested. ”

"What?"

His face couldn't help but be shocked, Yang Feng frowned slightly, and muttered, "Sure enough, what Lao Tzu was most worried about happened." The hometown crystal was pushed, Lao Tzu wants to go back to the high ground, and he can't wave outside anymore!"