On the field, Pei Nan kept offensive, pressing Jiao Yun step by step.

Jiao Yun seemed to be struggling to dodge in the cracks, relying on his reaction speed to see the moves.

The long sword in Pei Nan's hand gave birth to a faint trace of black luster that was extremely imperceptible, and this was the case with a second-class martial artist, it was not easy to use a little internal force.

A sword is as fast as lightning, straight to the chest.

"This kid is dead?!" Xiao Wen frowned slightly when he saw this, and said unhappily.

Jiao Yun also noticed that Pei Nan's move was dangerous, and the look of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

The blade of the sword stands upright, blocking in front of him.

Pei Nan's eyes were gloomy, and he was already sneering in his heart.

The children of the Pei family, if they want to stand out in the clan, the process is very cruel. He has come to this position step by step, in addition to relying on his martial arts talent and the strength of a second-class martial artist, he is ruthless.

His style in Yuntun County was scolded, but the elders of the clan were very happy, burning, killing and looting at a young age, and he was so happy with beauties.

A sword stabbed the sword body, Pei Nan's expression was hideous, and he was about to use the power of internal force to forcibly break the long sword in Jiao Yun's hand, and then give it a penetrating body.

However, Jiao Yun stood still and did not move, and the long sword erected in his hand also emitted a faint glow.

"He's actually a second-class martial artist?" Pei Nan's expression was ugly, he was dignified that the young master of the Pei clan had enjoyed a lot of resources to come to this point, how could a cat and a dog who had never heard of a name in Xijing be able to practice martial arts to the state of a second-class martial artist?

Jiao Yun seemed to have calmed down a lot, and after stopping a move, he slapped his sword body with a palm wrapped in weak internal force. The sword body shook, Pei Nan's body took a few steps back uncontrollably, and Jiao Yun took advantage of the situation to slash away with a sword.

Pei Nan waved his sword with a blushing face, wanting to stop him.

But he found that when Jiao Yun's surging long sword intersected with his sword body, he trembled imperceptibly a few times, and then the long sword in his hand seemed to have been hit by a boulder, and was directly knocked away by the fierce force that came, and he couldn't hold it at all.

Su Yichuan, who was quietly watching the battle, lit up when he saw this scene.

"It turned out to be 'swinging the sword'."

"Swinging the sword?" Xiao Wen repeated in a low voice and looked at Su Yichuan.

Su Yichuan explained: "This kind of swordsmanship is just a variety of methods to stir up the internal force in the sword body, the rough technique is just to get some unexpected effect to enhance the power, if the technique is exquisite, a few tremors are full of profound meaning, many mysteries." ”

Su Yichuan seemed to think of something, and said: "We met Wu Wenye of the White Horse Temple before, and he only slapped the senior brother's Qianren a few times before the senior brother couldn't hold the sword, which probably has the same effect. ”

Zhu He snorted.

"And what kind of scorched cloud is this?" Xiao Wen said curiously.

"I can't see it, this fight is over anyway." Su Yichuan shook his head.

In the field, Pei Nan, who lost his sword, was pointed at his chest by Jiao Yunyi.

His eyes flickered a few times, but Pei Nan didn't have a seizure after all, and walked off the venue with a gloomy face.

He is ruthless, but not stupid, after all, this is the territory of Taiyi Pavilion. Pei Nan glared at Jiao Yun's face and turned to leave.

"This Jiao Yun's kung fu is good, but how can he look like a fledgling child?" Su Yichuan was wondering, and the disciples in the field just read their numbers.

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Tianqian, Nanhuai Mountain, Xuanchan Temple.

The winding path is secluded, the Zen room is woody, and the faint smoke lingers.

A young monk was sitting at the door of the room basking in the sun, just looking at his sighing appearance, obviously preoccupied.

In a corner not far from him, a very young monk looked secretly over with a pair of big eyes, revealing half of his bare head.

I have never seen a master like this before, and now I definitely can't get close to it, so as not to catch fire.

After thinking about it, the little monk took a bite of the half cucumber in his hand.

"Huaiyu, come to Master."

Who knows, the young monk didn't look this way at all, but just spoke.

Zhang Huaiyu retracted his head and did not make a sound.

"What are you doing? I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat you for the teacher?! "The young monk doesn't have a good airway.

The little monk only took a step in the middle of a day, and reluctantly walked to the young monk's side.

"Master is going to go on a long trip in the past two days, and after thinking about it, I still don't plan to take you there."

The little monk's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly made another expression of great disappointment.

"Where is Master going?"

"Much." The young monk touched his head and sighed: "Master is going to Taijing City, and the current emperor wants to see Master, Master can't help but give this face, right?" After that, I have to go to the White Horse Temple again, and I don't know if it's a quarrel or a fight, it was supposed to be your master's master's master, but I don't know where I suddenly handed it over to the master. ”

"If I find out that your master's master is pretending to be sick, I will ...... as a teacher."

The young monk who wanted to say two cruel words thought for a long time, and his momentum stagnated before he said stupidly: "For the teacher, he will take his wooden fish to pad his butt!" ”

The little monk who didn't listen to the young monk at all just nodded vigorously.

The young monk was so angry that he shuddered and scolded: "Elm head! When will you become a Buddha with your understanding? ”

The little monk covered his head with both hands and said aggrievedly: "Then you won't be a Buddha." ”