Bai Cangdong's eyes flashed with approval, even under such anger, he was still not completely blinded by emotions.

The figure didn't move, the palm of his hand moved slightly, and a long sword had already appeared in Bai Cangdong's hand, and Bayue slashed out, slashing out wildly, not Nangong Xiao's person but his sword.

Boom!

The two swords intersected, Nangong Xiao's long sword was directly cut off, and the blade in Bai Cangdong's hand stopped less than a centimeter away from the top of his head.

"The five-grade scribe can't even take a trick from me, I said you're garbage, do you accept it?" Bai Cangdong looked at Nangong Xiao and said calmly.

"I don't accept it, you're just relying on a divine blade, if it's the same blade, I will never lose you. Nangong Xiao stubbornly glared at Bai Cangdong and said.

"Good. Bai Cangdong put the Wuding Sword back, stretched out his hand and broke off a two-foot-long branch with only the thickness of a twig from the tree next to him, looked at Nangong Xiao and said, "I used a human-level weapon just now, and you think that I relied on a weapon to win you, then I will use this thing as a weapon." ”

Nangong Xiao's face was ugly, as if she had been greatly insulted, and Huang Xian, Song Le, and Lei Shi also looked at the branches in Bai Cangdong's hands in surprise.

The branch looked soft and soft, not even straight, as if it would break if it was touched casually, Bai Cangdong actually wanted to use it as a weapon to fight Nangong Xiao again, and he felt that Bai Cangdong was really a little too big.

It is also a holy product true life Dao seal, Bai Cangdong is just a scribe of the first grade, but Nangong Xiao is a scribe of the fifth grade, just now Bai Cangdong relied on a real-life divine soldier to cut off Nangong Xiao's sword, and now how to win Nangong Xiao with this branch.

Nangong Xiao gritted his teeth and summoned another sword weapon, he was the proud son of the Nangong family, and he had more than one sword weapon on his body, even if it was just a spare item, it was also a rare scribe-level high-grade sword weapon.

With a flash of sword light, Nangong Xiao once again used the stabbing sword technique, the long sword stabbed out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the weird and dangerous end was to the extreme, and the thunder lion, who was relatively slow to react, couldn't see how the sword was stabbed.

Bai Cangdong stood there, looking at Nangong Xiao as if he was condescending, raised the branch in his hand high, and still slashed straight at the sword in Nangong Xiao's hand as just now, like a round of crescent moon.

The branches and the sword struck, and the branches that seemed to be soft spears shook slightly, and the top-grade sword weapon in Nangong Xiao's hand was cut in two again, and the branch was less than a centimeter away from Nangong Xiao's head again.

"Are you convinced now?" Bai Cangdong looked at Nangong Xiao expressionlessly.

"I'm not convinced, my cultivation is mainly fast, you just practice the method but you are strong, what kind of ability is it to beat me, there is a kind of you and I are faster. Nangong Xiao said stubbornly.

"It's faster, isn't it?" Bai Cangdong smiled slightly, the branches and leaves in his hands moved abruptly, and he shaved down directly along Nangong Xiao's scalp.

Nangong Xiao was startled, and subconsciously dodged and retreated, but she dodged the branches, and the clothes on her body were cut open a foot-long opening.

The branch in Bai Cangdong's hand slashed towards Nangong Xiao again, Nangong Xiao hurriedly summoned a long sword to meet him, but the long sword was cut off again, and at the same time, the clothes on his body were cut open again, and under the staggered opening just now, the clothes suddenly broke off a large piece, revealing a large piece of flesh on his chest.

The branches in Bai Cangdong's hands were continuously chopped down, Nangong Xiao summoned two more swords to block twice, but they were all cut off, and then there was no weapon, and he couldn't escape, so he could only watch the branches in Bai Cangdong's hand keep falling, and in a blink of an eye, he was chopped off all over his body like rags, almost difficult to cover his body, and finally was slammed on his body by the branches in Bai Cangdong's hand, and was suddenly knocked to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Bai Cangdong looked coldly at Nangong Xiao, who fell to the ground like ashes: "I accepted you as a disciple, just to see that you have some talent, unlike those ordinary people outside, if you follow my hard practice, you may be able to embark on a path that I have not been able to take in the future, but I didn't expect that I was wrong." ”

Throwing the branches aside, Bai Cangdong turned around and walked towards the wooden house: "In my opinion, those nine-rank scribes and holy scribes are just a bunch of garbage, and the talent you have is far superior to theirs, but since you yourself think that you can't even compare to those garbage, then it should be regarded as my mistake, if you have always held this mentality, it is better to go to the fire courtyard to find that red dragon as a master, I just think that I have never seen you." If even Mingzhu himself thinks that he is just garbage, or even worse than garbage, then Mingzhu has nothing to regret. ”

After speaking, Bai Cangdong had already walked into the wooden house, but Nangong Xiao was sitting on the ground with a dead face, forgetting to stand up.

"Ah Xiao, are you still unconvinced?" Huang Xian suddenly looked at Nangong Xiao and said.

Nangong Xiao bit his lip and didn't speak, he was really unconvinced, Bai Cangdong was just stronger than him, if he was strong enough, how could Bai Cangdong block his sword.

"On the battlefield, the winner is king, who cares what you are good at, if you lose, you lose, there is no excuse, and even if your strength is the same as that of Master, you will also lose. Huang Xian said lightly.

Nangong Xiao raised his head violently and looked at Huang Xian, as if he didn't believe what Huang Xian said.

Huang Xian sighed lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, the slash used by the master has been condensed into an artistic conception, the master is worthy of being a disciple of the supreme person, and the body of a scribe can actually condense the artistic conception, Nanli Academy is only afraid that there is no one in ancient and modern times, or there has never been a person in the entire Qingzhou, you are not wronged." ”

"You said he condensed the artistic conception?" Nangong Xiao's body shook violently, and she looked at Huang Xian in disbelief.

"The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, think about it yourself, if it weren't for the unstable mind just now, when the master used the branch as a blade to make a move, you should be able to see some of it. Huang Xian said.

After being reminded by Huang Xian, Nangong Xiao recalled Bai Cangdong's slash with a branch, the slash method was pure and domineering, and it seemed to be an ordinary slash, but it made him feel that he was irresistible and could not compete with it, which was definitely not caused by technique.

At that time, Nangong Xiao was fascinated by anger and couldn't feel it, but now that she thinks about it, fine cold sweat overflows on her forehead.

"Artistic conception...... It's really an artistic conception...... He was a first-class scribe and condensed the artistic conception ......"

"Think about it, Master values you, thinks you are a good material, so he accepts you as a disciple, but you look down on yourself, if you even give up on yourself, there is no point in staying, it is better to follow what Master said, or go to worship the Red Dragon Sage as a master, what to do, you decide for yourself. Huang Xian sighed lightly and slowly walked towards the mirror stone to see the Taoist poems engraved on the mirror stone.

Nangong Xiao was in a trance when she was said by Huang Xian.

"I accepted you as a disciple because I saw that you had some talents, which were different from those ordinary people outside......

"In my opinion, those nine-rank scribes and holy scribes are just a bunch of garbage, and you have far more talent than them......"

"If even Mingzhu himself thinks that he is garbage, or even worse than garbage, then Mingzhu has nothing to regret about secretly investing......"

Bai Cangdong's words sounded in Nangong Xiao's mind, but at this time, Nangong Xiao only felt ashamed, his face changed, and then looked at the phoenix fairy in front of the mirror stone, Nangong Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely, walked to the wooden house and bowed down.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong, please give the disciple another chance, Nangong Xiao will never let the master down again. ”