Qin Xuan called the thirteen swords of the fallen leaves after condensation the three styles of falling leaves, and the process of condensing this martial art was actually to take its essence and remove its dross.

The sharpening sword style and the sword picking style are relatively simple, and the third move is more difficult.

Ning Yan's mind was still flashing through Qin Xuan's figure movements of the three forms of falling leaves, and he tried his best to memorize every subtle change in his movements.

"Ning Yan, you can try it yourself." Qin Xuan said to Ning Yan, who was eager to try.

"Okay." Ning Yan responded.

Swish!

With a flick of the jasper sword, the sound of a sword groan came out, and the long sword left a sword light in the space. Immediately, Ning Yan urged the vitality in his body, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and his body jumped forward quickly.

The first thing he used was the first of the three styles of the Fallen Leaves, the sword cutting style.

"Buzz!" The shadow of the sword pierced diagonally, and the strong wind whistled by.

The tall purple trees all swished and resounded.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Yan stopped, his brow furrowed, pondering the state he had just used to sharpen his sword.

He felt that although he had tried his best, he still couldn't reach the agility and domineering of Qin Xuan's predecessors when he used the sword sharpening style, let alone sharpness. Moreover, Qin Xuan did not have the blessing of vitality when he used these three sword moves.

Qin Xuan nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it's already presentable, with more practice, you will be able to form combat power in a few days." ”

After a pause, she continued: "The Fallen Leaf Three Styles seem simple, but in fact they are more than ten times more difficult than the Fallen Leaf Thirteen Sword. It requires extremely strict requirements for the precision of the warrior's body movements. You must know that the slightest mistake can lead to a great reduction in the power of the sword move. ”

Ning Yan arched his hand and said, "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

Qin Xuan bowed slightly, and in the depths of his beautiful eyes, there was a bit of expectation hidden.

In the next few days, Ning Yan kept practicing the three forms of falling leaves. His understanding and comprehension of this martial art have been greatly improved.

At the same time, he also felt more and more that the Thirteen Fallen Leaf Swords, which he had practiced diligently before, could not be compared to the Fallen Leaf Three Styles at all.

The value of the first sword cutting style alone exceeded that of the Thirteen Fallen Leaf Swords by dozens of times.

Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Ning Yan, you have basically mastered the sword cutting style and the sword picking style in the three styles of falling leaves. Only the third move, the sword style, still lacks some heat and cannot be fully displayed. That's what I expected, and you don't have to rush. There are sword sharpening styles and sword picking styles, participating in the family martial arts conference, and being able to overwhelm the crowd. Qin Xuan said to Ning Yan, who had just finished practicing the martial arts and falling leaves.

"Well, when I practiced the stabbing sword style, I always felt that something was missing." Ning Yan said.

"The power of the bayonet sword style is several times that of the sword picking style and the sword cutting style. If you can fully perform the sword stabbing style, you can cultivate the Seven Heavens of the Martial Dao and fight the Nine Heavens of the Martial Dao alone. Qin Xuan's snow-white jade feet, stepping on the purple fallen leaves all over the ground, said with a smile.

"With the Seven Heavens of Martial Dao, and the Nine Heavens of Martial Dao alone?" Ning Yan was surprised.

"Not only to be able to fight alone, but also to be able to defeat each other. With this move, it was enough to crush most martial arts Nine Heavens realm martial artists. Unless, the other party has an extremely high-level star soul. However, there should be no martial artist in this world whose star soul level can surpass your Ning Yan. Qin Xuan narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her words revealed a bit of domineering confidence.

"My Star Soul? Senior, my star soul seems to be the lowest level of the one-ring star soul. Hearing Qin Xuan say that his star soul was very advanced, Ning Yan was a little surprised.

Knowing the golden star soul in the sea, he has looked inward and doesn't know how many times.

With the improvement of his martial arts realm, the yin brightness of the sea star soul is also strengthening. However, after all, it is only a ring of star souls.

And in this world, it is rumored that the highest-level star soul is the Nine Rings.

'Nine rings were born, and no one competed. This sentence has been circulated on the mainland for thousands of years.

It means that the martial artist who awakens the nine-ring star soul is invincible in the world.

Qin Xuan waved his hand, shook his head and said, "The Nine Rings Star Soul is indeed good, but it is still not as good as your Golden Wheel Star Soul. Your current realm is too low, and your strength is still too weak to appreciate the power of the Golden Wheel Star Soul. The strength of this star soul, even if it is placed in the Mixed Yuan Heaven Domain, it is enough to rank among the top. ”

Ning Yan took a deep breath and looked at Qin Xuan with shocked eyes.

For almost a month, he had always thought that the Star Soul in his sea was the lowest level of garbage Star Soul on the continent. But I didn't expect it to be so strong.

Qin Xuan's predecessors, it is impossible to deceive him.

"Okay, there are still three days left, and the Ning family's martial arts conference is about to start. In these three days, you should conceive and nourish the soul of the starfish and strengthen the close connection between your soul and it. The closer the Divine Soul and the Star Soul become, the more powerful the Star Soul can be released. Qin Xuan said again.

As soon as the words fell, her figure flashed lightly and disappeared in place. The next moment, Ning Yan sensed that Qin Xuan had hidden in the Golden Wheel Star Soul of his own sea knowledge.

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Three days later, the atmosphere in Ningfu was hot.

On the martial arts arena, the early crowds were crowded and the voices were boiling.

The annual martial arts conference is today.

Patriarch Ning Qufeng and the seven elders of the clan were all present and sat on the high platform.

Including Ning Huai and other important high-level personnel in the clan, they also gathered on the viewing platform and stood behind Ning Qufeng and others.

"Haha, my Ning family is full of talents, why worry about the lack of prosperity?" Great Elder Ning Zehui looked at the dark crowd in the square, stroked his beard and laughed.

"What the Great Elder said is extremely true, in the past few years, a group of rare good martial arts seedlings have emerged in my Ning family. After a few years, more than ten years, some of them will definitely be able to step into the innate realm and become the pillar of the family. Ning Huai took the opportunity to slap Ning Zehui on the back.

Ning Zehui's old face bloomed, and he nodded again and again.

"In my Ning family, there are not only a large number of talents in the lineage, but also the children of the side line, and there are also several seedlings worthy of attention and cultivation. For example, Ning Shan, Ning Yufen, and Ning Bo and so on. I would like to mention Ning Bo alone, he is only ten years old, and he has already stepped into the realm of the Triple Heaven of Martial Arts after only one year of studying the Little Prajna Heart Sutra. Second Elder Ning Chongyun said in a condensed voice.

The young martial artists he mentioned were all children of the Ning family. Although they are all surnamed Ning, their status is much worse than that of their descendants.

The reason why Ning Chongyun mentioned the side line is directly related to his own background. He, the second elder of the Ning family, came from the side line.

"Nimbo's kid is good, I've heard about it lately. If it is really good enough, you can focus on cultivation. Patriarch Ning Qufeng looked at Ning Chongyundao.

As the high-level personnel of the Ning Mansion were talking, a loud shout came from outside the martial arts arena.

"Jiangbei City, Zhu Yang, the patriarch of the Zhu family, is here!" A housekeeper in the Ning Mansion shouted.

The Zhu family, the big clan of Jiangbei City, like the Ning family, is one of the four major clans. Zhu Yang, the current patriarch of the Zhu family, his own martial arts realm is also an innate realm.

The Ning family and the Zhu family have always been good friends, and the relationship between the two families is harmonious. The Ning family held a martial arts conference, and if there were no special circumstances, the head of the Zhu family would generally come to the scene to watch the ceremony. At this year's martial arts conference, Zhu Yang, the patriarch of a high-ranking and powerful clan, was present in person.