Instrument Soul!" Han Feng heard this, and asked suspiciously: "Senior, why have I never seen you?"

"Master, that's because your cultivation is too low!" the woman Lingyue replied casually, then raised the animal skin scroll in her hand and continued: "Master, have you comprehended this animal skin scroll!"

"Sword Diagram!" At this moment, Han Feng saw the animal skin scroll in Ling Yue's hand clearly, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and muttered in his heart: "How did this sword diagram get to her!"

Also at this moment, the red-robed man moved his gaze to Han Feng, his eyes were full of extremely complicated expressions, but when he saw Han Feng's blank demeanor, his face suddenly showed a trace of disdain, and he said coldly: "Xiaoyue, don't deceive yourself, the old master is known as the first person in the Chaos Star Boundary, and his talent is supreme, which is really rare, but he has been holding these fragmentary animal skin scrolls for hundreds of millions of years without success, and now you say that this hairy boy has comprehended the swordsmanship in the picture, isn't this a joke?"

Hearing this, the woman Lingyue couldn't help but stare at the red-robed man fiercely, and then she turned around and shouted softly to Han Feng again: "Master!"

His beautiful voice and soft posture combined with that peerless face made the red-robed man feel weak in his heart when he saw it, and it was difficult to be angry.

"Senior Yue, I can indeed understand this beast skin scroll, as for whether I have fully comprehended it, even I don't know this!" Hearing the voice of the woman Lingyue, Han Feng immediately sobered up, and after a few breaths to sort out his thoughts, he said lightly: "However, this beast skin scroll does not record a peerless swordsmanship, but a basic swordsmanship!"

Ling Yue's delicate body suddenly trembled when she heard the voice, her beautiful eyes rippled, and the whole person looked very excited, and asked sharply: "Master, then can you tell me what you have learned from this picture!"

"I haven't realized anything either!" Han Feng raised his head and scratched the back of his head, then his eyes lit up, and he said: "Senior Yue, in addition to some artistic conceptions, the sword drawing technique that is indescribable and inexplicable in the sword diagram is only ten words!"

"Those eight words!" Just as Ling Yue was about to ask, the red-robed man standing on the side suddenly asked first.

"Chop, chop, collapse, tease, check, intercept, stab, stir, hang, press!" Han Feng said lightly.

"What! Just these ten words!" The red-robed man's face suddenly became a little more incredulous when he heard this, and he said coldly: "Boy, you have to make up a decent story!"

Similarly, Ling Yue, the woman next to her, also showed a look of doubt on her pretty face when she heard this, and after a few breaths, Ling Yue asked again: "Master, these are really what you have learned from the sword diagram!"

"Hmm!" Looking at Lingyue's lost appearance, Han Feng looked innocent, nodded helplessly, and responded lightly. Indeed, for sword learners, these ten words are the foundation of sword learners, and they are also the most frivolous words. At this point, except for Han Xue, perhaps no sword cultivator in this world would believe what Han Feng said at this moment.

"Boy, since you swear that you have comprehended the sword diagram, then let's try it!" The red-robed man looked at Han Feng with a deep voice: "If you win me, I will be willing to drive you for the rest of my life!"

"The seniors laughed, the juniors have this strength, that's the opponent of the seniors!" Han Feng hurriedly spread his hands when he heard this, and refused.

"No, you don't have any choice!" The red-robed man looked angry and said coldly, "You have to compete with me today." ”

The woman's face changed slightly when she heard the voice, and she shouted: "Zhantian, don't be presumptuous, how can you shout at my Lingyue's master." ”

"Shout three and drink four!" The red-robed man was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Xiao Yue, you tell me why I yelled at him, I just want to see if this kid really understands the Peerless Nine Swords left by the old master's master, is this also wrong, not to mention that this request was made by you before, no wonder I am!"

Lingyue couldn't help but sigh softly when she heard this, and said softly: "Zhantian, forget it!"

"Slow! Since the seniors want to see the swordsmanship of the juniors, then the juniors are not hypocritical!" Han Feng turned his head to look at Lingyue, nodded, and then saluted the red-robed man with his fists, and said, "I hope the seniors can give more guidance!"

Han Feng had just comprehended the sword intent before, and was about to find someone to give it a try, however, Han Feng estimated that this red-robed man should be an old monster of more than a thousand years, and his cultivation was unfathomable, so he refused before, and Han Feng didn't want to be abused. However, the red-robed man was very aggressive at the moment, and Han Feng couldn't get used to it, so he agreed to compete!

Hearing that Han Feng actually agreed to compete with the red-robed man, Ling Yueqiao's face couldn't help but show a little stunned: "Master, can you do it?"

Lingyue listened to Han Feng's words about the sword map, and suddenly lost all confidence, which made her feel glad that Han Feng did not choose to escape, and this alone made her feel a little more relieved.

"Senior, it's okay! Just review and review the swordsmanship you have learned!" Han Feng couldn't help but smile at Lingyue when he heard this, and then said to the red-robed man: "Please make a move!"

"Hehe, that's right!" The red-robed man smiled, with a few expressions of approval on his face, and said, "As long as you can win me, I will never break my word!"

"Slow down!" As soon as the red-robed man's voice fell, Lingyue, the woman standing next to him, suddenly snorted softly.

"Satsuki, you're ......!"

"Zhan Tian, I won't stop you from competing with your master for a sword!" After glaring at the red-robed man fiercely, the woman Lingyue said, "I'm just looking for a sword for my master!"

After speaking, Lingyue's hands formed a mysterious handprint again, as soon as the handprint was completed, several white mangs shot out from the fingertips of Lingyue Qianqianyu's fingers, and the white mangs gradually merged together after drawing a dazzling trajectory on the top of Lingyue's head, and after a few breaths, a silver-white long sword appeared strangely on Lingyue's chest, and the body of this sword was engraved with mysterious runes, and the runes continued to emit colorful halos, which looked beautiful!

"It's amazing!" Looking at this scene, Han Feng was shocked in his heart.

"Turn your soul into a sword!" The red-robed man looked at the silver long sword on Ling Yue's chest, his eyes showed a few puzzled colors, and he said coldly: "Xiao Yue, do you really think this kid can win me?"

"Whether he can win or not, I don't dare to speculate!, however, the master's life is tied to the sky, and you are destined to become a divine weapon for him to step on the peak!" Lingyue glanced at the red-robed man and said coldly.

"Crazy fantasy!" The red-robed man's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he said in a deep voice: "Lingyue, then you can open your eyes and take a good look!"

"Yes!" After Ling Yue replied coldly, she flicked her sleeve and struck lightly at the long sword in front of her, and the long sword slowly flew towards Han Feng with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Master, take the sword!" Hearing this, Han Feng came back to his senses from the shock, but found that at this moment, Ling Yueqiao's face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly experienced a serious illness, looking extremely haggard.

"Senior, are you okay!" At this moment, Han Feng was grateful in his heart, and after reaching out to take the flying long sword, he asked sincerely.

"Master, I'm fine!" Ling Yue shook her head when she heard this, and said softly: "Master, although there is no worry about life and death compared to a sword with the body of a soul, the pain is unbearable after the body is stabbed by the sword, you should pay more attention!"

"Hope you win!"

"Thank you seniors for reminding you!" Han Feng nodded and replied lightly, then he raised his hand and flicked the long sword in his hand with two fingers of his left hand, and said to the red-robed man with a crisp sound of the long sword: "Senior, fight!"