The northwest border, Qingchen County, has a base of tens of thousands of miles.

Even so, it is only a small drop in the sea on the territory of the Sword Dynasty.

This area is located in the middle of nowhere, but there are still three major nine-grade forces entrenched, and Yefu is one of them.

At this time, in a firewood room in Yefu, there was a pale young man sleeping on the ground, unconscious.

Judging from his breathing, the boy had injuries on his body.

He was gorgeously dressed and obviously noble, but he was thrown here at will, which shows that he is in a worrying situation.

In the middle of the night, footsteps were heard outside.

The sound of falling steps is deep and powerful, and the person who comes is obviously a practitioner, at least the cultivation of the sword wielder, and only when he walks has this kind of strength.

Boom!

After the door was kicked open, two men and women dressed in military uniforms and carrying long swords walked in.

The two men were carrying a medicine box in their hands, and it seemed that they were treating the unconscious boy's injuries.

"Phew, it's really filthy, I was actually sent to heal Ye Xiaohe, a waste person. ”

The man dropped the medicine box, very upset.

The woman glanced at her coldly and said disdainfully: "I only walked at the age of five, I didn't speak until I was nine years old, and my martial arts talent was less than nine grades, such a strange thing, if he wasn't the son of an elder, he would have been driven out of the Ye family a long time ago and left to fend for himself." ”

"This kid is just a waste, and he is still bold. He took advantage of the coming-of-age ceremony last night to commit murder under the pretext of drunkenness, and drugged Ye Ningxin, the granddaughter of the Great Elder, with the intention of raping, if it wasn't for being broken by someone, the first beauty of our Ye family would have been ruined by this waste boy. ”

"What!"

The woman said angrily: "He has done everything that is inferior to pigs and dogs, if it weren't for his Lao Tzu being the second elder, I would have killed this kind of food-wasting beast with a sword." ”

"Hmph, if you do something like this kind of beast, even if he is the second elder, he can't hold it down. ”

The man snorted: "I heard that today, a clan meeting will be held to abolish this kid's surname Ye and expel him from the Ye family." ”

"This kind of person, it's a waste of medicine to treat him, leave him alone, let's go. ”

After the woman said that, she kicked Ye Xiaohe who was unconscious, carried the medicine box, and walked out hatefully.

"That's right, a wasted man who is about to be expelled, I care if you live or die. ”

After the man finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at Ye Xiaohe, who was lying on the ground, and left with the woman.

In the middle of the night, the young man in a coma, his fingers trembled a little.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

Ye Xiaohe looked around, and after the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, he clenched his fists, his nails sank into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

"Ye Ningxin ......"

There is no doubt that he was framed, and he was killed by his childhood sweetheart, Ye Ningxin, who grew up together.

There is a rule in Yefu that anyone who has reached the age of 16 is an adult, and a coming-of-age ceremony must be held.

Although his status as a small person is not high, as the third son of the second elder of the Ye Mansion, the Ye family's descendants are naturally no exception.

On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, Ye Ningxin kept toasting herself.

After the wine came up, she said that she was a little dizzy and asked Ye Xiaohe to take her back to the room to rest.

It is undeniable that Ye Ning's heart is extremely beautiful, and his martial arts talent is as high as seven grades, although he is only two months older than himself, he is already a threefold cultivator of the sword holder.

She is the pearl of the Ye family, the dream lover of countless children of the Ye family.

Before that, Ye Xiaohe also had affection for her.

But after entering the door, Ye Ningxin, who has always been close to Ye Xiaohe since he was a child, suddenly changed his face with an unprecedented strangeness, and instantly knocked Ye Xiaohe to the ground with three palms.

This is a world where swordsmen are rampant, everyone practices martial arts and swords, and there are sword wielders, swordsmen, sword masters and sword kings.

Ye Ningxin is already a threefold cultivator of the sword holder, and the power of each move is enough to reach thousands.

Ye Xiaohe, because his martial arts talent is less than nine grades, has not yet entered the door of the sword holder, he is just an ordinary person, how can he withstand these three palms, he lost his mobility at that time and was almost unconscious.

But when he was unconscious, he heard Ye Ningxin say: "Father secretly told me that grandpa intends to make me his wife." But you are just a waste person with less than nine grades of martial arts talent, and in this life, you are destined to do nothing. One of me and you is in the sky and the other is on the ground, how can a phoenix be matched with a pheasant. ”

Ye Ningxin was indifferent and arrogant: "I want to be Ye Long's partner, he doesn't like you, only in this way can I have the opportunity to get close to him, get a guaranteed place, and enter the Shenwu Academy." That's where I ever dreamed of going. I wronged you this time, but don't worry, in the future, I will make up for you. ”

Ye Long, the Ye family's veritable son of the sky, he is the son of the patriarch, his martial arts talent is as high as six grades, and he has the different thunder attribute of the sword, although he is only nineteen years old, he has reached the middle realm of the sword holder, and he has cultivated for the fourth.

"You look down on me and don't want to marry me, just say it bluntly, I will not force it. ”

Ye Xiaohe struggled to get up: "But in order to please Ye Long, you hurt me so much and ruined my reputation, I will never forgive you, forever." ”

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaohe suddenly laughed at himself.

Even if Ye Ningxin hurt him, what could he do?

Because he can only speak at the age of five, he can only walk at the age of nine, and his martial arts talent is not enough to mention the nine grades, and he does not even have the basic qualifications to become a swordsman.

Because he is an outlier like no one in ten thousand, he was born with no sword attributes.

This is a world where swordsmen are respected, and everyone practices martial arts and swords.

And the basic conditions for becoming a swordsman are martial arts talent and sword attributes.

Of course, there are high and low martial arts talents, and they can even determine how far a swordsman can go in the future.

It is not excluded that there are people with peerless perseverance, although their martial arts talent is extremely poor, but they have rare sword attributes, and through acquired efforts, they can also become peerless swordsmen.

Therefore, what really determines whether a person can become a sword master depends on whether the person has the sword attribute or not.

The attributes of the sword are divided into mortal, alien, spirit, and immortal.

One out of 10,000 people may have a mortal-level attribute, one out of a million people may have a different-level attribute, and one among 10 million people may have a spiritual attribute.

As for the immortal level, it is extremely difficult for even one among hundreds of millions of people to appear.

That's the legendary sword attribute.

And he is a waste person who has no sword attribute and has no chance to become a swordsman for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaohe was deeply unwilling, martial arts talent and sword attributes were innate, and there was no way to change them.

Although he never accepted his fate, he worked harder and harder than others since he was a child, and even his father found all kinds of elixirs and spiritual materials for him, but until now, he can't even reach the threshold of a swordsman, a sword-wielder.

Why is it so unfair!

Born to the same parents, his sister Ye Bing, but he is a genius, his martial arts talent is as high as four grades, and he has a different-level ice attribute; he is only three years older than himself, but he is already a sword bearer in the upper realm of the eightfold cultivation, and he was even accepted as a disciple of the inner mansion by the Shenwu Academy.

In fact, the reason why Ye Long didn't treat him was because two years ago, he proposed to his sister Ye Bing, and was annoyed and resentful by the sentence: "It's up to you, not worthy of me!"

But he didn't have the ability to find Ye Bing to vent his anger, so after Ye Bing went to the Shenwu Academy, he looked for his own troubles many times, and took pleasure in suppressing and bullying Ye Xiaohe.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaohe was even more angry and hateful.

Thinking about myself, in the past ten years, I have gotten up earlier than others every day, slept later than others, cultivated hard, and despite all my efforts, why can't I become a swordsman.

"Thief God, why are you teasing me so much? Isn't it said that there is no way to heaven and man, why do you have the dream of becoming a swordsman alone?"

Ye Xiaohe shouted excitedly: "What kind of heaven rewards hard work, hard work pays off hard work, are they all lies?"

"Waste boy, what are you crying wolf about, it's noisy. ”

"Who?"

The sudden sound interrupted Ye Xiaohe, and he turned his head to look around, looking for the source of the sound.

"Hmph, if you are bullied, you have to find yourself back, hide here and shout at the heavens and the earth, which is a pathetic practice of waste self-pity. ”

After picking up the dry grass pile in the firewood room, a middle-aged man in black clothes with a white face and blood stains sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Ye Xiaohe with disdain.

"What do you know, I was born without sword attributes, and no matter how hard I try, I will never be a waste person who can't become a swordsman. ”

Although this person has a suspicious background, Ye Xiaohe, who was sad and angry, not only did not ask him where he came from, but yelled at him loudly.

The man in black smiled coldly and said to him, "You are a waste. ”

"I'm not. ”

"It's waste. ”

"I'm not!" Ye Xiaohe yelled excitedly.

"That proves to me, punch me. The man in black sneered.

"Why, don't you even have the courage to punch me? The man in black had disdain in his eyes.

"You don't dare me!"

Bang!

Ye Xiaohe's eyes were red, and he punched him at the corner of the mouth, as if he was crazy, rode on him, punched and punched him hard.

"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not trash!"

After hitting half a pillar of incense, Ye Xiaohe, who was out of strength, stopped, and for some reason, after venting, he felt a lot better.

"Hahaha. ”

The man in black, who was beaten by him for half a pillar of incense, picked up Ye Xiaohe with one hand, lifted him in the air, and said with a smile: "Even my dignified sword king Li Yu, you dare to fight, why do you want to say that you are a waste." ”

Bang!

Ye Xiaohe was thrown to the ground by him: "Remember, people who are not arrogant, give up on themselves, dare not take responsibility, and are afraid of reality are the real waste." Otherwise, even if it is cultivated to the heavens, it is no different from a wasted person. ”

"The things in this were originally intended to be placed in your Ye Mansion Sword Musashi Pavilion, and I would repay them without telling myself, and borrow your Ye Family's spiritual spring for a purpose. But today, I see that you are quite pleasing to the eye, so I will give it to you. ”

The man in black smiled at him: "Don't tell people you've seen me, you know." ”

Choke!

With the terrifying sound of the sword, the back of the man in black suddenly flashed out two dazzling sword lights, and after the sword light changed, two sword wings were formed.

King of Swords!

Sword Yuan Wings!

This is the pinnacle of the Sword Dynasty, you must know that even the head of the Ye family is just barely reaching the cultivation of a sword master.

In this firewood room, the person who suddenly appeared was actually a sword king!

"I'm not dreaming!"

Syllable!

Ye Xiaohe twitched his face vigorously.