Wuji stood with his sword in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was very similar to the red when he stood at the gate of the Heavenly Academy that day. ※%top※%point※%small※%say,www.

Juque is wide and heavy, but not as long as the giant sword of a zhang red, which matches Wuji's height.

His expression was focused and solemn, as if he was not here to compete with swords, but to apprentice, or to challenge a peerless master.

It wasn't until Yizhanghong swung his giant sword and slashed sideways that he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the angry Yizhanghong. At the same time, he held the sword in both hands, raised Juque, took another half step, and slowly stabbed forward with a sword.

His movements were not fast, as if he was overwhelmed by the weight of Juque, but his expression was solemn, as if he was using all his mental strength to raise this sword.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly my heart moved.

Xie Guanglong, who had just run out of the Heavenly Sword Courtyard, couldn't help but stagnate when he saw this scene, and subconsciously slowed down his pace and became solemn, as if he was about to meet the big guests, and he couldn't be in a hurry, and he was rude.

Even Yizhanghong, who had fallen into a semi-madness, was inexplicably stunned when he saw Wuji's expression, and he didn't have time to think about it, twisted his wrist, and slashed at the giant sword on Wuji's waist halfway through, and stood horizontally in front of him, holding the sword with both hands, as if he was saluting with a sword, and like parrying.

This was a purely instinctive reaction, and by the time Yizhang Hong reacted, the shape in the field had already changed.

Wuji raised his sword with both hands, lunged forward, and stabbed flat with a sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yizhanghong's chest.

Yizhanghong's body fell back slightly, holding the sword in both hands, horizontally in front of him, but it was a defensive sword momentum.

One attack and one defense, with a very tacit understanding, anyone who sees it, must praise these two swordsmen for being polite, and when they are fighting, they do not forget to salute each other, which is very ancient.

But Yizhang Hong didn't think so. She was miserable by Mowgli, and called so many people to watch the battle. Originally, he wanted to hit Wuji with a disgraced face, but he didn't expect to be restrained by Wuji, injured many innocent spectators, and finally smashed Li Ze's carriage and killed Lixiu by mistake.

Now, apologizing to the Li family, holding a funeral for Lixiu, and treating the injuries of those affected pond fish have already made the Gai family anxious, and she, the culprit, was even more grounded in the Heavenly Sword Courtyard. Do not go out casually.

Yizhang Hong now has only one thought, no matter what trouble he causes, kill Wuji to relieve the hatred in his heart.

However, she made such a strange move, not only giving up the initiative to attack, but also adopting a defensive posture.

Yizhang Hong came back to his senses, became even more angry, and roared. Raise the giant sword again, and slash his head at Wuji.

Wuji's eyes were focused, and he took another half step forward in the face of a red and angry gaze. The giant sword in his hand also stabbed forward again.

It's only half a step, and the speed doesn't show the slightest tendency to get faster.

However, Yizhang Hong felt an inexplicable coercion, as if he was not facing Wuji, a new swordsman. Rather, he is a master of swordsmanship who has been famous for a long time. Not only is his sword style wonderful to the peak, without any flaws, but also his sword intent is like a mountain. Unstoppable.

Once again, she involuntarily gave up the attack, put away her sword, and protected herself, while subconsciously taking half a step back.

In a moment, Wuji stabbed out two swords, and Yizhang Hong changed attack to defense twice, and took a step back.

Yizhang Hong bit his lip tightly, his pretty face was flushed, and the flames in his eyes rose, and he wanted to erupt.

To be away from a feather held his breath, his eyes shining. From Wuji's sword style, he saw a long-awaited sword intent, a sword intent that had been looking for him thousands of times, but it was still ethereal.

Xie Guanglong also slowed down, involuntarily arched his hands, bowed his head, and walked in small steps, as if he was meeting a distinguished guest. It wasn't until he heard Yizhanghong's roar and saw Yizhanghong's face red, his eyes were furious, and he stabbed Wuji with a sword in one hand, that he came back to his senses and roared instinctively.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

In the roar, a red giant sword stabbed at Wuji with a fierce roar.

Unmoved, Mowgli stepped forward again, holding the sword in both hands, and stabbing with a sword.

The tip of the giant sword and the giant sword were sharpened against the tip of the sword, colliding together, and there was a crisp sound of "dang", like a dragon's groan.

Wuji took half a step back and hung down the giant que. The tip of the sword fell to the ground, drawing a deep groove on the hard loess, defusing Yizhanghong's attack and stabilizing Wuji's body.

A red wrist shook and couldn't hold the giant sword. The giant sword fell to the ground, rebounded, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the red abdomen that couldn't contain its footsteps, and staggered forward.

Xie Guanglong was taken aback, turned into a male lion without thinking, flew forward, and slapped a red giant sword with one claw, and at the same time used his body to block a red leaning forward body.

Yizhang Hong couldn't hold back his footsteps, bumped into Xie Guanglong, threw himself into the thick lion's mane, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything.

"Senior sister, be careful. Xie Guanglong turned back into a human form, gently patted Yizhanghong's back, and helped her to stand up straight.

Yizhang turned his head in a daze, stroked his forehead, and looked confused.

General Xie Guanglong beckoned, and asked a few senior brothers who ran out of the Heavenly Sword Courtyard to help Yizhang Hong back, picked up the giant sword of Yizhang Hong, and shook it slightly, the giant sword trembled and buzzed.

"Senior Brother Wuji, how many times can I ask you for advice?"

"No!" Ying dared to run back again at some point, interrupting Xie Guanglong. "Mowgli is here to challenge Yizhanghong today, not to you. You are an entry-level disciple, and you can't take the initiative to challenge a class-level disciple. ”

Xie Guanglong glanced at Ying Dang, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't say anything, just looked at Wuji's face.

"Mowgli, you're no match for him. Ying dared to remind Wuji in a low voice while squeezing his eyes.

Wuji nodded and gently pushed Ying Dang away. "We'll have a chance to compete, but not today." You give me seven days, and after seven days, you come to the Heavenly Academy, and I accept your challenge. ”

"Seven days?" Xie Guanglong's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Why?"

"Because I have to practice two more styles to be sure that I can win you. "Mowgli ha, throw Juque to the stone. "I've only been practicing for a day, and it's only like this, and it doesn't make sense for you to defeat me. If I have to fight, I'll throw in the towel. But in seven days, I'll challenge you again. ”

"Wait. Xie Guanglong was surprised. "You've only been practicing for one day, and you're only going to do this?"

"That's right. Ying Dangdang took over the conversation, and said with a smile: "To be exact, it's only one night, he only started practicing last night." Xie Qi, are you scared?"

Xie Guanglong's cheeks twitched, he didn't speak for a long time, and watched Wuji and Yingdang board the carriage and drift away.

"Senior brother, why don't you teach him a lesson? Could it be that our Heavenly Sword Academy is a place where he can come and leave whenever he wants?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Seven, this has been knocked on the door, do we still have to endure it?"

When more disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy heard the news and rushed out, they couldn't see Wuji's shadow, so they could only surround Xie Guanglong, gossiping, full of righteous indignation, eager to catch up with Wuji and fight to the death with him. Yizhanghong also came over and looked at Xie Guanglong expectantly.

"Mr. often says, ten years to sharpen a sword, sharpen not only the sword, but also the heart, you can't even wait for seven days, or are you afraid of seven days later?"

Xie Guanglong's face sank, although his voice was not high, it was extremely majestic, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy all closed their mouths, and no one dared to talk back to him. He is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Academy, and he is also a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Academy's National Teacher, Gai Wushuang, and he is very prestigious among the senior brothers.

"Go back to sword practice!" Xie Guanglong waved his hand: "Whoever wants to challenge him, I don't object, but if you want to steal my limelight, pass me first." ”

Hearing this, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy who were gathered on the side looked at each other and dispersed in a daze. Let them challenge Xie Guanglong, they don't have the strength.

Yizhang Hong snorted dissatisfiedly, turned around and was about to leave, Xie Guanglong said in a harmonious voice: "Senior sister, you and I will go to see Mr." ”

Yizhang Hong turned around, glared at Xie Guanglong, carried the giant sword, and strode away.

......

In the Heavenly Sword Courtyard, Ten Thousand Swords Hall.

Gai Wushuang sat on the chair, his face like a rock, and he had no expression at all.

Xie Guanglong and Yizhanghong stood in front of him, one silent as a mountain and the other as irritable.

"It's awkward. Gai Wushuang glared at him and drank angrily. "I started practicing swords at the age of three, and after twelve years of hard work, I didn't work hard for the enemy's family overnight, and you still have the face to disagree?"

"Dad, I ......"

"What are you, I went to the Jingshu to think about it, I don't want to lose this sword, and I'm not allowed to come out. ”

"Huh?" Yizhang Hong was taken aback, revealing a look of horror. She showed a pitiful expression and begged Gai Wushuang for mercy, but Gai Wushuang didn't even look at her. Yizhang Hong was helpless, so he had to pout his mouth and walked towards the shrine room slowly.

Gai Wushuang didn't say a word, and it wasn't until Yizhang Hong left that he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and came back and turned around twice.

"Guanglong, are you sure it's sword intent?"

The disciple was clumsy and did not dare to speak. However, in the disciple's opinion, there is no doubt about the sword intent. ”

Gai Wushuang's brows furrowed, revealing a hint of unspeakable irritability. "If you practice sword practice overnight, you can understand the sword intent. Don't you think that's too appalling?"

Xie Guanglong smiled bitterly. He could understand Gai Wushuang's mood at the moment. He was in the same mood as Gai Wushuang at that time, and he didn't want to believe it at all. Some people can't comprehend the sword intent after practicing the sword all their lives, and Wuji can comprehend the sword intent after practicing the sword overnight, even if it is the most rudimentary, it is enough to shock the world.

If Wuji is really such a genius, given time, I am afraid that even Gai Wushuang will not be able to defeat him.

Could it be that this is the will of heaven, the Heavenly Academy has finally waited for a genius to fight back?

Gai Wushuang waved his hand. "There you go. If you have any questions during these seven days, feel free to come to me. ”

"Wow!" Xie Guanglong was overjoyed and bowed back. For him, with Gai Wushuang's words, even if he loses to Wuji seven days later, he will gain a lot. Of course, if you can defeat Mowgli, you will gain more.

Gai Wushuang stood alone in the hall, silent for a long time, his feet were slightly separated, one in front of the other, he raised his two fingers and stabbed forward.

A majestic sword intent shot out, and the rockery in the courtyard collapsed, turning into powder in an instant-

(To be continued......) R527