The next day.

Wang Yao stood on a hillside next to the entrance of the village, which was originally covered with mountains and greenery, flowers, grass and insects. After yesterday's battle, all that remained was a bare ridge, covered with countless cracks, and the newly turned red soil peeled off layer by layer, and it was extremely desolate.

The little tiger came up from behind, leaving paw prints on the dirt.

Shaking off the dirt stuck to his paws, Xiaohu looked at Wang Yao.

I saw Wang Yao squatting on the ground, taking out a booklet from his arms and reading it carefully.

There is a line of big words written on the booklet: Rouyun Sword Technique.

This was collected from Jiang Xiye's body.

Xiaohu said: "You want to practice swords?" ”

Wang Yao rummaged through the soil for a long time, took out the seven-star sword buried here, and brushed away the soil on it.

A crisp sound of unsheathing came, Wang Yao pulled out his sword, looked at the sharp cold light on the sword and said: "Now I have both sword skills and swords, if I don't learn this, wouldn't it be too tyrannical." ”

Xiaohu reminded: "You have to be careful, the kendo technique is very dangerous, unless you are a genius, otherwise there is no master inheritance, and it is easy to go mad." ”

Wang Yao didn't hear it, held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and according to the hints in the sword technique, the demonic power surrounded it, and the sword made a "buzzing" sound, and a killing aura permeated, not only that, but there was also a trace of evil qi hidden in it, making the sword more and more fierce.

"Hidden from the sword?"

Xiaohu exclaimed.

"Yes, this is the first step of this sword technique, I just replaced the true qi they used with demonic power, I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

Xiaohu's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity: "Impossible! How could you possibly do it! ”

Black Tiger bloodline, generation to generation memory, Xiaohu knows very well that in the vast history, there are many geniuses in kendo, and there are not a few people who can learn sword skills without the inheritance of the master, but if you not only learn by yourself, but also add your own characteristics on the basis of it, Xiaohu, no, Xiaohu's entire ancestor is unheard of.

"What's impossible? I took a cursory look at it, and I barely mastered the first form of the sword technique, which is reasonable, right? ”

Wang Yao handed out a sword, and the sword was hitting a boulder on the side of the mountain.

Burst!

The sword suddenly pierced through the stone, but the stone was not broken, and a slender hole stood out on it—you know, this was not an ordinary sword, and the sword contained a lot of demonic and evil energy.

The power of this sword was so exquisitely controlled that even the most violent evil qi of its power could not break the stone.

Wang Yao put away his sword, and Shi Shiran said: "There is a great man who once said that practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and I don't know how many battles I have fought with the people of the Tianlan Sect, and they are all my teachers. ”

Xiaohu was frightened, and said in his heart: "Is Brother Yao really a mortal?" Why does it look like a kid of a family? Seeing that he is so familiar with the seven-star sword, maybe it is the fourth son of the Seven Star Pavilion. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Xiaohu was relieved: "That's fine, it's always right to follow such potential stocks." ”

"Although this sword technique is good, it's a pity that I can't cultivate, what treasure did you find in Jiang Xiye? Take it out and show me. ”

"In addition to the sword technique, there is only the night suit we used before, and by the way, this mustard seed bag."

Wang Yao waved the small cloth bag in his hand, and put the seven-star sword into the mouth of the bag, and the seven-star sword turned into a streamer and sank into the bag.

"Ah, no." Xiaohu was disappointed.

Looking at Xiaohu's appearance, Wang Yao smiled: "Why, can't you look down on swordsmanship?" ”

Xiaohu raised two big furry claws: "It's not that I can't look down on it, it's just that I can't even hold a sword, so how can I cultivate?" ”

Wang Yao shook his head, picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, and the demonic aura around him soared, and he threw it at the stone just now.

Burst!

The leaf had turned into a sword, and it was piercing through the crack in the stone and sticking to the trunk behind the stone.

"The so-called sword does not only refer to this weapon, the sword is a concept, a will, stored in the heart and transformed into a form, there is a sword in the heart, picking flowers and flying leaves can become a sword, not to mention that you also have these two extremely sharp claws."

Listening to Wang Yao's words, Xiaohu had a flash of inspiration: "So that's the case!" ”

Then I was amazed, even in my memory, I had never seen such an expression. In his heart, he was even more determined to think that Wang Yao was the fourth son of the Seven Star Pavilion.

"What's next?" Xiaohu has already made up his mind to learn something from Wang Yao, and he has become more and more active.

Wang Yao bent down, picked up a broken dog's tail grass from the ground, and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Old Zhou rescued, but Li Lingruo is gone, there is no point in us staying here, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause another incident."

The headquarters of the Tianlan Sect is located on an immortal mountain on the outskirts of Liuyun City, the capital of Chongping Kingdom, surrounded by weak water, and ordinary people cannot get close to it.

From a distance, the top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, faintly containing supreme divine light, which is not real.

An immortal palace stands in the thickest place of the clouds and mist of this immortal mountain, and this is the headquarters of the Tianlan Sect.

A young man sat on the main seat in the palace, dressed in white like soft clouds, surrounded by soft clouds, and there was no wind.

A group of elders and disciples lined up on both sides, and they didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, the young man opened his eyes slightly, his pupils were clear, and his face was indifferent.

"What do you think about this?"

The young man asked you, but his eyes fell on Elder Bai, who was in charge of Nancheng.

Elder Bai took a step forward and said angrily: "Sect Master Qiqi, the little Dunjia Villa, dare to come to my Tianlan Sect to make trouble, although it was repelled by the palace elder, but Nancheng suffered heavy losses and has been razed to the ground, this wind cannot last!" ”

"That's a good point, but you missed a point."

Elder Bai paused, bowed down and said, "I would like to hear about it." ”

"You are in charge of all the affairs of Nancheng, you don't know that when a Yuanying realm comes to the city, even if there is a big banquet to prepare, Nancheng is remote, so you won't be too busy, after all, you are busy with your own personal affairs, right?"

Elder Bai opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by the young man.

"That's right, your son is dead, and you want to seek revenge, am I right?"

Talking about his child, Elder Bai knelt down and cried bitterly: "My son was plotted to death by gangsters, and he didn't blink his eyes to death, and asked the sect master to seek justice for his subordinates!" ”

"There should be a clear distinction between public and private, now that the king's family is provocative, my sect should respond, this is an important matter, palace elder, please go to the country with me, let them know the style of our Tianlan Sect."

The angry old man nodded slightly.

"The southern city was destroyed, and it also needs to be rebuilt, Elder Bai, please distinguish your priorities and preside over the reconstruction of the southern city."

Elder Bai trembled slightly: "Then how about my son's death?" ”

"Huh?"

The young man raised his head, and the others only felt the breeze blowing, but Elder Bai's face was already pale, and the sweat droplets the size of beans fell from his forehead, and he could no longer speak.

"Do you know the name of the man who killed your son?"

Elder Bai withstood the pressure and said tremblingly: "I ordered someone to check, this person once left his name in prison and called Wang Hu. ”

"Oh."

The young man nodded, and the pressure on Elder Bai's body suddenly disappeared.

"In this case, then this person is wanted by the whole country, and he wants to see people alive and corpses when he dies, so are you satisfied?"

Elder Bai was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, Sect Master!" ”