Chapter 114: Half-Step Sword Intent

In the main hall, Zhuge Liuyun was already sitting on the main seat, observing the nine-pattern light body pill in his hand, Yu Guang saw Jianao coming, hurriedly put down the pill in his hand, trotted over, and muttered: "Brother Jianao, you are here! Recently, I have been tired, but I feel that something is wrong, if there is, tell the elder brother, and the elder brother will help you solve it." [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Novel w.lxs520.com"

Zhuge Liuyun's words made the three of them stunned.

Brother Jianao, this tone, this content, is completely speaking to people of the same class. If it were the Black Spirit King, they would definitely not make such a fuss, but at this time, they were facing Jian Ao, a boy who was not yet eighteen years old, no, seventeen years old - Jian Ao.

A seven-rank Dan master, respected by 10,000 people, superior to others, is now facing a seventeen-year-old boy, but he has put down his identity and is willing to call himself with his brother, which is to put the other party in the same position.

"Senior Zhuge Liuyun, don't be like this. The kid can't afford it. ”

Jian Ao was frightened by Zhuge Liuyun's sudden arrival. Did you just refine a top-grade pill with nine patterns? Why do you bother to do this!

If you knew today, why bother to refine the best elixir of the Nine Patterns in the first place, you would have been less serious if you had put some water in the early days.

This really flattered Jian Ao!

"Don't, don't. Don't!" Hearing Jian Ao's words, Zhuge Liuyun hurriedly shouted: "The word senior, the elder brother can't afford it, if you don't mind, just call me Zhuge Old Ghost or Zhuge Big Brother, after all, I am younger than you." ”

Jian Ao: "..............."

Zhuge old ghost, Zhuge big brother! Dare to be affectionate, Zhuge Liuyun really treats himself as a person of the same generation and level.

"No, teacher. This kid calls you big brother, isn't it a generation higher than us, isn't that good?" Huang Guican said with a bitter face.

Let yourself be a person over 100 years old in front of a person under the age of seventeen, call yourself a junior, spread it, and don't let people laugh off their big teeth.

"Huang Guican, what do you mean by this? Then you are a junior in front of the Jianao brothers, or have you lost your face? If you are embarrassed, you can leave! Teacher, I don't force you. Zhuge Liuyun suddenly put on a stiff face, and said with a little anger: "When you meet Brother Jianao in the future, you will call him Uncle Shi, and seeing him is like seeing me." ”

Uncle Jian was stunned for a moment, he had changed from his "apprentice" to his "junior brother"?

"No, no. Jian Ao's afterglow swept to Huang Guican's bitter melon-like face, and immediately shouted, "Uncle Shi doesn't need it." If Elder Huang has a senior uncle on the left and an uncle on the right, it's okay if he is not heard, if he is heard, won't he be laughed at, and instantly push me to the cusp of the wind and clouds, and spread the name of the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, this is not what I want to see, I don't want to be famous yet. ”

"That's it, when he meets you in the future, he will call him Sanshao, the sensation caused by this should be much smaller than the title of uncle, if someone asks, then you can only wronged the elder brother, saying that you are my disciple, so that it can also explain the past. Zhuge Liuyun pondered for a while and said.

Jian Ao frowned, and argued with Zhuge Liuyun for a long time, but the latter did not back down at all, insisting that Huang Guican meet him and call himself "Three Less".

It's okay, he ranks third among the sword families, and it's just right to call himself Sanshao.

Jian Ao then settled in the Dan Peak. I got up in the morning and began to practice swords, dredged all kinds of martial arts and swordsmanship, without using any true qi fluctuations, just pure swordsmanship cultivation, the second is to constantly squeeze my own potential, refining my body like a mad demon;

He has already realized the power of "Nine Turns Xuangong", every breakthrough is enough to increase his strength several times, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an earth-shaking change.

In the early morning, the white mist enveloped Danfeng, adding a mysterious and floating smell to it.

In the courtyard, a slightly emaciated figure held his hands high, holding a mountain-like stone on his head, constantly leapfrogging, squeezing his own potential.

Weightlifting frog jumping can not only exercise arm strength, but also exercise leg strength, but also can dredge the qi and blood in the body, so that the latter's qi and blood are vast, like the roar of the sea, making a roaring sound.

This figure is naturally a sword arrogance, according to the cultivation method of the mad demon sword killing, it is to constantly squeeze the potential of the body, stimulate it, and in an instant, burst out with incomparable power.

Jian Ao cultivates like this every morning, squeezing his own potential, and from time to time he asks Zhuge Liuyun to help him get some demon beast blood, although the latter is puzzled, but he still finds it for Jian Ao, and both the quantity and quality are the best choice, and the grades have reached more than the fifth-order demon beasts, that is, the masters equivalent to the level of human sword generals.

His legs slammed suddenly, and his body suddenly leaped up, and he was nine feet high, even if some great swordsmen had just reached this height after jumping, which showed how strong Jian Ao's leg strength was.

With both hands, the mountain boulder above the head was thrown forward, and between the electric light and flint, I saw a bright light flash quickly, and then disappeared, but the boulder that flew into the sky was "bang", as if it was cut by a sharp sword from the middle, and the debris in the sky fluttered down, and a figure in the middle also slowly fell.

The scene is like the fairy descending to earth in the TV in the previous life, and the sky is full of flowers falling, the difference is that the flowers have turned into gravel, and the fairy has become a handsome guy.

Jian Ao fell down and looked at the sword in his hand, it was not a Qingfeng Sword, but a wooden sword, a wooden sword made of trees.

The one who cut the boulder from the middle just now turned out to be a wooden sword, and I don't know how many people will be scared to death when this is heard.

That big stone, like a mountain, is impossible for even a peerless mortal soldier to cut, but now it is cut by a wooden sword, how much strength does this sword wielder have!

"In the past six days, I have not practiced any exercises, only refining my body, honing my swordsmanship, and refining pills.

Today's body is even more terrifying than before, and its strength has reached a weight of 30,000 catties, which is enough to crack the monument under one punch. "After absorbing so much Xu Jie's demon beast blood, it's no wonder that the strength doesn't rise wildly.

"The swordsmanship is too much improved than before. The speed of the sword alone was nine seconds faster than before. "Don't underestimate these nine seconds, the speed of the sword before the sword is enough to be proud of most swordsmen, not to mention that it has been increased by nine seconds, I am afraid that it can already kill people invisibly, and when the sword is released, it is simply impossible to prevent it.

"The most mentionable thing is my alchemy technique. In these six days, I refined a total of 600 Yiping pills. One is about worth a hundred lower grade spirit stones, then it is sixty thousand lower grade spirit stones. Moreover, the power of the soul has also increased slightly. ”

Jian Ao put down the wooden sword and replaced it with the Qingfeng Sword hanging from his waist.

The ten-day appointment that Han Shizhong said has arrived, and it is time for him to go to the appointment.

At the outer door, in an elegant room, there are nine people sitting, if anyone sees it, they will inevitably exclaim, these nine people represent the strongest strength of the outer gate of the Heavenly Sword Gate, that is to say, these nine people are the top ten masters of the outer gate.

The natural Han Gongzi Han Shizhong, Li Gongzi Li Xuantong, and Ning Gongzi Ning Ming.

"This sword arrogance is too presumptuous, we have been waiting for him here for more than an hour, and he has not yet appeared. You don't take us seriously!" one of them cried.

This person is the eighth person in the outer gate - Zhao Lei.

"That's it. This sword arrogance is too eye-catching. Not only did he fight against Senior Brother Li, but now he also released our pigeons, and he must make him look good when he comes. Then another man said.

Female, in addition to Su Mei among the top ten in the outer door, the second female, ranked ninth, named Chen Yan.

After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Li Xuantong, full of flattery and pursuit.

The people of the entire outer gate know that on the stage of life and death, Li Xuantong and Jian Ao's affairs, as the existence of the top ten, they are naturally more clear.

Coincidentally, this Chen Yannai admired the person who pursued Li Xuantong, and when he saw him being bullied, he naturally felt angry in his heart, and couldn't help but want to take revenge.

Although Jian Ao killed the twelfth Xu Jie and defeated the eleventh Fang Bian, in her opinion, the strength was average. The gap between the top 10 and the top 10 is huge.

If the top fifteen can cross the realm to challenge the early stage of ordinary sword masters, then the top ten are at least mid-stage sword masters, and the top three are even more terrifying, and some sword masters are not taken into account by them in the later stage. Of course, the swordsmen referred to here are all swordsmen who have cultivated loosely, and if they are swordsmen in the sect, it is naturally a different matter.

Just when Chen Yan was proud and wanted to ask for credit, a loud voice came from far and near.

"I've heard people say they want me to look good, so I want to see how 'good-looking' it is. ”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a young man dressed in white with a sword hanging from his waist, slowly walking into the room.

His eyes were staring at Chen Yan tightly, and suddenly an invisible sharp sword bloomed out of his eyes.

Chen Yan looked at those eyes, as if they had been pierced by a sharp sword, and couldn't help screaming and wailing, as if they had been stabbed. His steps stepped back again and again, his hands directly covered his eyes, and his mouth groaned in pain.

"Keep your mouth shut, otherwise you'll ......" Jian Ao's eyes froze, and he said sharply.

In the six days in Danfeng, carefree sword practice, starting from the most basic practice, and then to the complex and changeable sword skills, Jian Ao has maintained a good attitude, like a static heart, a bystander heart, integrated into his own sword, although he has not yet broken through to the realm of sword intent, but it has reached a half-step sword intent, only one foot away from the door to achieve sword intent.

The moment he looked at Chen Yan, Jian Ao integrated his half-step sword intent into his eyes, the latter was just an ordinary swordsman, he hadn't even comprehended the sword trembling, how could he stop it!