When Shangguan Yutong came over, he didn't look at the night owl sitting outside the carriage, yesterday this bastard actually said that he wanted to marry the vulgar man under him, which made Shangguan Yutong still have a lot of resentment in her heart, she was not afraid of what the night owl would do to Ling Xiao.

In fact, after Ling Xiao fainted yesterday, the night owl handled the follow-up matters very calmly, first of all, the mercenary with the broken arm was promoted by the night owl to the small leader in charge of the logistics of the mercenary group.

This is an enviable position, although the status is not high, but there is a lot of oil and water, and the big tiger who was cut off an arm can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, in fact, most of the mercenaries live with their heads, maybe they will lose their lives in the process of hunting Warcraft, and they will be arranged to logistics, at least this life will be guaranteed in the future. So although he still coveted the beautiful woman who was too beautiful to talk to, Dahu didn't dare to ask for anything more.

The night owl can arrange him like this, it can already be regarded as taking care of him, although most of these guys in the mercenary group are vulgar and obscene, but they are not fools, and they know how to stop in moderation.

The night stalker assigned another henchman of his own to temporarily manage the mercenary group, and he decided to follow Ling Xiao, there are many people who follow the strong on the mainland, but a third-order magic swordsman chooses to follow a young man at the level of a swordsman, this kind of thing is also big news, fortunately, they all know the temper of the night stalker, although the people of the mercenary group are unwilling, they don't dare to disobey him.

With this layer, Shangguan Yutong naturally doesn't want to embarrass the night owl anymore, let alone ask him to open his mouth and call himself Shizu, God, that's terrible, she is only a few years old, if she is called Shizu by a man in his thirties, Shangguan Yutong feels that he will collapse.

So the two chose not to talk to anyone, so as not to be embarrassed.

"Here comes the teacher. "Ling Xiao just ate a few pieces of dim sum and felt a lot better, he used the secret technique of the Shushan Sword Sect yesterday to enhance his sword intent by borrowing the "potential", but in fact, this is not the real sword intent.

Ling Xiao's current state of mind is probably equivalent to the realm of the Sword Sect, far from reaching the level of the Sword Saint, after all, in his previous life, he was only a cultivator in the Jindan stage.

The so-called borrowing momentum is through a strange step, every step is stepped on the point of "potential", with the continuous step of the footsteps, constantly improve the power, and finally form a powerful sword intent, yesterday not to mention that the night owl is a third-order magic swordsman, even if it is the peak of the generalissimo Qiuchen, the super strong man of the fifth-order magic swordsman, will be frightened by Ling Xiao's "sword intent"!

The sword intent of Shushan, which has been inherited for thousands of years, can not be simple, otherwise, why can Ling Xiao in his previous life comprehend the sword intent with only the cultivation of the Jindan period, and now he is still a half-waste wood body of a Tianmai person, and he can occasionally enter the realm of sword intent!

It's just that this kind of borrowing is too serious for the body, even if Ling Xiao has experienced the trip to the Great Snow Mountain, his strength has improved, and he has reached the cultivation of a second- or third-order swordsman, but it still can't support it for too long, but fortunately, this kind of overdraft can be recovered soon, and this can also improve Ling Xiao's current strength very well.

Besides, in order to always care about his Shangguan teacher, Ling Xiao thought it was worth it.

Shangguan Yutong's long hair was pulled up in a bun, revealing a slender, white jade-like smooth and delicate neck, a pair of narrow eyes looked at Ling Xiao with concern, and lightly opened his lips: "Ling Xiao, are you okay?"

She was different from those great sword masters, even Xiao Lin could only vaguely sense that something was wrong with Ling Xiao, but she would never have thought that the sword intent that Ling Xiao used yesterday was actually a sword intent that could only be used by a sword saint!

After all, the Sword Saint is too far away from everyone's life, and even a person like the Sword Sect who cultivates hardly ever sees it in ordinary times!

The night owl knew the sword intent because his sword technique Fire Dragon Dance had mentioned a few sentences about the strength of the sword saint, among which there were the words sword intent, the night owl didn't understand it in the past, but it wasn't until yesterday, when the cold murderous aura of death enveloped him, it suddenly became clear, it turned out that the sword intent was such a terrifying thing. This also gave birth to the idea that he became stronger, strength is like power, as long as you hold it in your hands, you will never want to give it up.

Shangguan Yutong knows more from his master Qiu Yueyao! Because in the hidden sect of the master, there is actually a Sword Saint! But I heard that he has been in retreat for many years, so his understanding of the Sword Saint is far better than that of ordinary people. Of course, from Ling Xiao's performance yesterday, I can see the difference, and then think of the previous events, Shangguan Yutong thinks more and more that behind Ling Xiao, there must be a quite powerful sect, and even, not inferior to his own sect!

Ling Xiao nodded: "Thank you, teacher, I'm fine." ”

"Well, it's okay, and I want to thank you. Shangguan Yutong said and glanced at the outside of the carriage, pursed his lips slightly, and said in his heart that the night owl is also a character, and he can even have such eyes, and his swordsmanship is also very powerful!

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently: "The teacher has done so many things for me, as a student, I always have to think about reciprocating." ”

Shangguan Yutong smiled, and suddenly asked: "Ling Xiao, I remember that the teacher said that I believe you will definitely improve to the cultivation of a sword master soon, I feel that your current physical fitness should reach the level of a sword master, why not, let's test it?"

In fact, Shangguan Yutong was more curious about the mysterious exercises and sword skills on Ling Xiao's body, but he couldn't ask about it, after all, that kind of **, rash asking would make people feel very rude, even if it was her, it wouldn't work!

"How to test?" Ling Xiao asked with some embarrassment.

"......" Shangguan Yutong glanced at Ling Xiao speechlessly and said, "Come down!"

A one-foot-square spar was placed on top of a large bluestone on the side of the road, Shangguan Yutong saw Ling Xiao's curious face, and wondered how he hadn't even seen a test spar?

She didn't expect that this Ling Xiao was not the other Ling Xiao, the test was simply a catastrophe for the original Ling Xiao, and she didn't want to think about that at all, plus Ling Xiao's memory of fusion was not particularly complete, so there was no memory of this aspect at all.

Shangguan Yutong was afraid that he would make a fool of himself, so he had to explain in a low voice: "This is something invented by the Sword Guild, and below the sword master, you can use this kind of spar to judge the cultivation, and only when you reach the great sword master, you need to go to the Sword Guild to identify it." The sword spar is a kind of spar, the swordsman is another kind of spar, the spar of the swordsman is divided into nine colors, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, black, and white, from high to low, each of which represents the first level, while the swordsman only has six colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, and purple, which are also from high to low. ”

Ling Xiao nodded, under the gaze of more than fifty students and four teachers, as well as the night owls who were standing behind him with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but with a hint of curiosity on their faces.

took an ordinary sword from Shangguan Yutong's hand, snorted at this spar, and slashed it!

A bright yellow light, flashing!;