Feng Jingyu coughed lightly to break the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, but saw that although Xue Sheng had recovered his face, the blush on his face could not fade.

The face has recovered, but the inner turmoil has not calmed down.

"In that case, then I'll help the little brother, and you can show me again. Feng Jingyu lightly swept in front of him with one hand, and the silver fairy qi escaped from the palm of his hand, directly hitting Yi Chen on the opposite side.

Yi Chen was infused by this immortal qi, and instantly felt that the true qi in his body had recovered somewhat, he nodded towards the sword god, stretched out two fingers again, and the golden sparks condensed again.

The three of them held their breath and looked at him, being stared at like this, if they failed again, they would be embarrassed and embarrassed.

Yi Chen waved his hands, and his handsome face was a little red because of excessive force to condense his true qi.

"I said, if you really can't do it, forget it, don't be stubborn, no one will laugh at you. He Qiu sneered, but he didn't mean to mock, his nature is like this, although he was a little uncomfortable to listen to, it was not particularly harsh.

Feng Jingyu patted the junior brother who was not dissatisfied, and looked intently at Yi Chen, whose blade on his finger was getting longer and longer.

I saw Yi Chen slamming his finger at the wall, and there was no vibration, but the wall had already pierced a hole, and the sword light didn't know where it flew.

A small tree somewhere in the city facing the Jade Dragon Inn was pierced by an object from nowhere, and the entire center of the tree was pierced by a hole.

This power was more than 108,000 miles worse than the sword god's finger casually, but it had already surprised the three of them.

Xue Sheng covered his mouth and looked incredulous, He Qiu defeated but gave a thumbs up to show his admiration, since he was born, he has never seen such a superb person as Yi Chen's talent in the past hundred years.

Feng Jingyu finally laughed, his unstoppable smile and even his body trembled slightly, and then the sword god said the true purpose of this trip.

"Little brother Yi Chen, since you don't have an apprenticeship, why don't I accept you?" Feng Jingyu happily stroked the temples that he couldn't put down, and stared at Yi Chen with a smile.

I think that no one in the world can refuse the Sword God who is the second person on the immortal list to accept the apprentice, as long as this lord goes anywhere and announces the acceptance of the Sword God! That is definitely a major event that will cause a sensation in the whole city and even the world.

He Qiufu already knew his senior brother's plan, he spit out a mouthful of turbid breath with a speechless face, and then simply supported his cheek on the table to watch the play, thinking about whether he wanted to have another nephew.

Xue Sheng covered her small mouth and looked at the master in surprise, but thinking that she seemed to have been worshiped by the master so inexplicably, it didn't seem to be too strange thing, she turned her head to look at the young man beside her, and saw that the young man's face was a little heavy, as if he was really thinking.

Looking at the young man's attitude, Xue Sheng pursed his mouth boredly and blew on his hair, could this guy refuse? How could he think about it for so long, there are so many people rushing to be masters and apprentices in this world.

Feng Jingyu was not in a hurry at all, Feng looked at the young man lightly, he thought that no matter what, the young man on the other side had no reason to refuse him, and there seemed to be few people in the world who could be stronger than him, except for Mo Taichen in the bamboo forest.

Of course, he also had to get rid of his master, although he had never seen his master attack anyone, but in the heart of the sword god, he was at least much stronger than the old pervert of Taichen Immortal.

Taking advantage of Yi Chen's thoughts, Feng Jingyu couldn't help but think of the fact that he and his junior brother He Qiuluo went to challenge Mo Taichen twenty years ago, which was a great shame, and it was no wonder that he couldn't even see his master's face since then.

The Sword God Sword Saint has already mastered a school, and the two of them have already cultivated the method of joint attack, and the strength of the two of them joining forces is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two, but even so, he was still defeated by Mo Taichen.

The strength of the other party cannot be said to be strong, it can only be said to be weird, and he gives everyone the feeling that he has a chance to win over the number one on the immortal list.

Because no matter who fights him, it is just the right move to lose, and one more move will not work, Feng Jingyu and He Qiuyu have both challenged this peerless man alone, but the ending is the same, they are all one bad move.

Later, the two of them joined forces to use a joint fencing array, but it was still a bad move, to be honest, the sword god was already about to have a psychological shadow on this Taichen Immortal, it was simply an insurmountable mountain moat.

This situation is very scary, because you don't know where the opponent's ceiling is, no matter who he is, he only wins you with one move, and then Feng Jingyu also figured it out, if you don't go, you can't do it, if you can't fight, you won't fight.

As for the saber left in the bamboo forest, it's a trivial matter, can't we take it back, don't you want it, give it to Mo Taichen, can't you afford a sword.

This is indeed the true thought of the sword god's heart, but the fairy sword has been worn on his body since he was nameless, and he has been close to his body for many years, and it is actually quite distressing to say that it is gone.

And the short sword in Xue Sheng's hand is only raised by Feng Jingyu in the last few decades, if it is really compared with the Qingri Sword, although it is also an immortal soldier, it is still a little worse.

"I have a question...... After a while, Yi Chen finally spoke, he looked at Feng Jingyu without squinting, and he didn't seem to be restless at all because the other party was a sword god, "Since the two seniors of the Sword God and the Sword Saint are senior brothers, is there a powerful sect behind it?"

Feng Jingyu didn't understand how Yi Chen could ask about this stubble, did it matter if he had a sect or not, but he still replied: "This is not true, although the two of us are senior brothers, they are just the same master. ”

He Qiufu took over the conversation and touched his chin and his beard that was not dense and said: "However, my senior brother and I are basically free-range, and we rarely see the face of the master and his old man, and I haven't seen him in the past twenty years." ”

"Twenty years ago, I heard that the two seniors ......" Yi Chen pretended to be stupid and said half a sentence, and was defeated by He Qiu.

"Hey, you kid, I'll tell you not to open any pot and mention which pot, I don't want to talk about what happened twenty years ago!" He Qiuwan glanced at Yi Chen gloomily and warned him not to ask more.

"Isn't it just that I lost for a while, what is there to talk about......" Xue Sheng muttered as if he was not afraid of death, and his voice was not big enough to be heard by everyone.

He Qiu was full of black lines in his head, and finally sat down in place and sighed: "That's it, isn't it just that I lost for a while, what do I dare not admit about my dignified sword saint, anyway, I lost in the hands of Mo Taichen's old pervert, don't be ashamed! Which self-inflicted immortal has never lost......"

Feng Jingyu nodded sympathetically on the side, if there is no accident, Mo Taichen will be suppressed for a period of time, unless he accidentally falls halfway, disappears, or goes further to a higher level to break away from the immortal list.

Although the two brothers never said it on the surface, they had long regarded their unpredictable and elusive master as another level of people in their hearts.

Although the Sword Divine Wind Feather and the Sword Saint He Qiu defeated have different temperaments, they both gave that absolute the title of an old pervert with a tacit understanding, and it also penetrated into the hearts of the two.

Jun has never heard that it is very difficult for the Sword God and the Sword Saint to see their master, let alone the apprentice grandson, it is estimated that it is even more difficult.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yi Chen really thought about the words of the Sword God to accept apprentices, but in fact, he really thought that if his guess was confirmed again, then whether the master behind the Sword God and the Sword Saint would be a person of destiny again, this possibility was very large, so Yi Chen made a decision that shocked everyone's eyes.

"The kindness of the Sword God seniors is understood. Yi Chen got up and clasped his fists again, after all, he brushed his face in public, and there must be etiquette, otherwise it was hard to guarantee that he would not offend this cheerful-looking sword god.

Feng Jingyu heard Yi Chen's first sentence, and regret flashed in his eyes, although he cared about Yi Chen's talent very much, but he was not so cheeky as to force others to apprentice.

He Qiuyi looked at his own senior brother with some teasing, I don't know why as long as he saw his senior brother deflated, he was very comfortable.

However, I would like to say that it is actually a different sentence. Yi Chen pretended to think about it for a long time, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "I don't know if there is a chance to become the junior disciple of the two seniors." ”

Sword God: "......"

Juggernaut: "......"

Xue Sheng: "......"

The three of them were all stunned, their eyes widened and they didn't look like a young man who was joking, and Feng Jingyu, who had always been personable, dared to swear that he had never stared so wide in his life.

Xue Sheng poked Yi Chen with her white and slender plain hand, and then put her hand on Yi Chen's head, which was unceremoniously taken down by the latter, "Your brain...... It's not broken. ”

Yi Chen still looked at Feng Jingyu with a smile, "It's not that I can't look down on the Sword God seniors, it's just that I think I still have the qualifications to go further." ”

What are you kidding, let's not say that I can't find the master and his old man now, even if I find it, how can it be so simple to worship if I want to, but there is one thing that the young man in front of him said is good, this kind of talent can be described as weird, at least he was inferior to him when he was young.

Feng Jingyu suddenly retracted his brows and said nothing.

He Qiuyu also put away his usual cynical appearance, and frowned exactly like Feng Jingyu, he looked at Yi Chen and Senior Brother lightly, and said uncertainly: "Senior Brother, are you?"

"Okay, I can take in apprentices on behalf of my master, but you can't walk the rivers and lakes in the name of my two junior disciples now, otherwise there will be many troubles, and the rest of the immortals will also target you. Feng Zhenyu's face was straight, Yi Chen didn't seem to be joking, and he didn't joke either.

However, everyone understands the truth of Huaibi's crime, the current Yi Chen realm is not high, if he rashly plays the banner of the sword god's junior brother, he may not be able to provoke which spirits.

And Xue Sheng also made up for it smoothly, and his eyes flashed with an incomprehensible light, and he whispered to Yi Chen: "Then I have another little uncle? Do you really want to be my uncle?"

The Sword Saint Master who was third on the Immortal List put his hands directly on his head, and his heart was like numbness, and he said, "Oh my God......! I think you're all crazy. ”