In the annex courtyard.

Chen Feiqun waited for another three days, and everything was as usual for these three days, everyone ate, drank, cultivated, and tried to improve their strength while enjoying themselves.

Three days ago, Meng Su's defeat of Xiang Changyou gave the disciples great motivation, and they regarded him as an example, anyway, the elixir aura here is in vain.

And Meng Su's injuries were just a little better before he was called out by Chen Feiqun.

"Xiaosu, Xiang Changyou is just a small pebble who throws stones and asks for directions, and it won't be long before there will be stronger people to challenge."

Chen Feiqun said.

"yes!"

Meng Su guessed it, and said wistfully: "But I can't hide it, senior brother, I have already reached the limit, and I am afraid that I will not be able to resist it again!" ”

Chen Feiqun paced two steps: "Although I don't know much about swordsmanship and cultivation, I also know that people's potential is unlimited, right?" ”

Right to the head!

Meng Su looked bitter, these few times were all luck, he didn't think he could defeat a stronger opponent.

This is called self-knowledge.

Chen Feiqun asked: "You shouldn't have fully mastered the twelve styles, right?" ”

"At most, only a tenth of it!"

"Oh,"

Chen Feiqun thought for a moment, frowned and said: "Xiao Meng, the safety of Haoran Gate is now all on your shoulders, I know that the burden is a bit heavy, and we also want to share it for you, but we are not qualified at all!" So, come on! ”

After speaking, he patted Meng Su's shoulder and left.

Situ.

Meng Su is under a lot of pressure, and he is about to collapse, he is a tough man, yes, but round after round, the iron man's will can't bear it!

In the distance, Chen Feiqun suddenly stopped and tilted his head slightly: "Xiaosu, senior brother believes in you, don't set limits for yourself!" ”

Meng Su looked at Chen Feiqun's disappearing back in a daze, and thought of a lot.

"For the sake of Haoran Gate, I have to carry it! I'm a swordsman, I'm a swordsman, I'm a swordsman! ”

While hypnotizing himself, Meng Su picked up a brand-new sword, which was a top-grade sword that Cai Cheng found from the palace.

Shout!

Meng Su waved freely, concentrated, first used his sword to perform the first twenty-four styles of the day and night sword technique, and then practiced the last twelve styles according to the mental formula.

As the practice progressed, he left all the pressure behind, only the sword in his hand, the sword in his eyes, and the sword in his heart!

One day.

Two days.

I don't know how many times he practiced, Meng Su was surprised to find that he not only deepened his comprehension of the last twelve styles, but also improved his strength.

On the tenth day, Meng Su turned sharply and drew his sword, and the lake burst up, forming a water curtain as high as a five-story building, and then fell with a thud.

A beautiful rainbow formed in the mist in front of him, Meng Su's clothes and hair were wet, and he clenched his fists excitedly and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He broke through Xiaocheng and came to the Yungan Realm! At the same time, he made rapid progress and mastered half of the last twelve styles of swordsmanship!

This is not an exaggeration!

It only took more than half a month for him to successfully break through the Yungan Realm from the scale buds, and he completed the triple jump of strength in such a short time, and no one in the entire country was afraid that no one would be able to do it!

This is due to his determination to break the cauldron and sink the boat, and secondly, the treatment in the court is really good, and the cultivation here is twice the result with half the effort!

Thirdly, perhaps, as his elder brother said, the potential of human beings is unlimited, and his hidden powerful talent has been stimulated!

Of course.

Meng Su believes that the most important thing is the last twelve styles of swordsmanship, which hides the way of cultivation, and practicing swords is a kind of practice!

At the same time, the courtyard, which had been quiet for more than ten days, once again welcomed uninvited guests.

Outside.

The two figures stopped, and Xiang Changyou asked in confusion: "Grandpa, didn't you say that this is a powder keg before, why are you ...... today?"

"This time and that time,"

Xiang Chuang chuckled: "At that time, I came to rebel against the country, and at this time, I came to be the lord of Shun!" There is no way to delay this matter anymore, and the lord of the country must make a decision! ”

Seeing the two of them, the leading Jinyi guard hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the old swordsman!" ”

Xiang Chuang is old and strong, and when he was the chief swordsman, he didn't cultivate a lot of swordsmanship powerhouses, and many Jinyi guards were his students!

Xiang Chuang looked at the gold-clothed guard in front of him proudly and said, "Okay, call your commander, the old man wants to go in!" ”

"Yes!"

A gold-clothed guard hurriedly went to call someone.

A few minutes later, someone came, but it was not Yu Zhengyang, but Cai Cheng, Cai Cheng was in charge of the affairs of the other courtyard, and then the black pot was all carried by him!

Cai Chengmen Qing did not dare to slack off at all.

"Old Swordsman!"

Although the same Yungan realm is complete, in front of this, Cai Cheng's posture is very low, and at the same time, his head has begun to hurt!

Xiang Chuang folded his hands in front of him, his nostrils facing the sky, and said disdainfully: "Cai Cheng, I didn't hate you before, but now you make me disgusting!" What a bad idea! ”

Cai Cheng knew what the other party meant, and asked directly: "The old swordsman is old, I don't know what happened to the sudden visit?" ”

"My grandfather is here to learn swordsmanship!"

Xiang Changyou spoke.

"This ......"

Cai Cheng touted: "The old swordsman's swordsmanship has long been one of the best in my country, who is qualified to do it?" ”

Xiang Chuang glanced at him coldly: "Okay, don't go around here, let me in, you know, you and I have no other choice!" ”

Cai Cheng lowered his eyebrows and bit his lip, struggled for a moment, and made a gesture of please.

Xiang Chuang's grandfather and grandson stepped in.

In the courtyard, there were already disciples who reported it, and everyone in Haoran Gate quickly gathered, glanced at each other, and knew that there was another insurmountable hurdle.

"Xiaosu, how are you practicing?"

Duan Shui Liu observed the second disciple.

In order to give Meng Su an absolutely quiet environment and not disturb his cultivation, he was arranged alone in a compound.

Meng Su straightened his chest and replied, "Back to Master, I feel very good!" ”

"That's good!"

Everyone had a bottom in their hearts, looked at the confident second senior brother, encouraged each other's eyes, and stepped out to welcome the guests together.

Outside the door.

When the two sides met, Xiang Chuang saw Chen Feiqun at first sight, and he couldn't help but be in a trance, remembering the big battle ten years ago.

Countless strong people who have been spared the country have died in battle, and he has also suffered heavy losses, so as to avoid the danger of the country's exhaustion, fortunately, one person stepped forward to turn things around!

How similar that person is to Chen Feiqun!

But it's just like.

Xiang Chuang knew that the person in front of him was just an actor who couldn't be faker, and he could never be compared with that person!

Xiang Chuang asked proudly, "Do you recognize the old man?" ”

"I don't know."

Chen Feiqun shook his head, "But depending on the situation, you should be the Xiang Chuang who was robbed of the position of the chief swordsman in front of the emperor by Yu Qifeng." ”

"What did you say!"

Xiang Changyou was furious, this was the most shameful thing for their Xiang family, and it was their scar.

Opposite side.

Meng Su hugged his sword and said in a dignified tone: "Could it be that what my senior brother said is not true?" ”

Look at each other.

Xiang Changyou's fists crackled, staring at the guy in front of him who had defeated him last time, his teeth were bleeding.

Xiang Chuang suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "It's me." To tell you a secret, when he killed the Heavenly Demon Beast of Tongtian, the Protector Heavenly General glanced at me, and he knew me! What do you say? ”

Cai Cheng closed his eyes and nodded.

Haoranmen and his party panicked, but they didn't expect this former chief swordsman to magnify his moves as soon as he came up, so as to debunk their senior brother!

Chen Feiqun said unhappily and angrily: "Maybe, but I'm sorry, I don't just remember a waste who uses a sword." Why, even that Yu Qifeng can lose, who is not a waste if you don't waste? ”

Ahh

Big brother, you converge and pretend! It's not enough to provoke Xiang Chuang on the scene, so he has to bring Yu Qifeng's terrifying storage with him!

Anyway, let's respect the two chief swordsmen before and after!

The mentality of the same people is about to collapse.