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Wang Cheng rarely didn't have to get up early to practice martial arts, and lay on the bed until the sun shined into the window before getting up.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the locust leaves and locust flowers fell in the courtyard.

He once said: Those who practice swords should cultivate themselves, and what kind of people will practice what kind of swordsmanship. Most of the swordsmanship practiced by the brave man is brave, the swordsmanship practiced by the upright person is mostly fortitude, and the swordsmanship practiced by the calm man is mostly cautious.

Don't look at sweeping the floor is just the most ordinary little thing, but to be able to sweep the floor clean and spotless in the shortest time, that is the ability!

Wang Cheng was holding a broom in his hand, and he could understand the meaning of the teacher's words.

As a soldier, of course, he knew the importance of housekeeping, so he swept the courtyard clean, and then took out a three-foot sword sharpened by the teacher and hung it on his waist.

In the martial arts inheritance left to him, the teacher said: When you feel that you don't need to think about self-cultivation anymore, you can enter the second step of learning swords.

He knew what he wanted to be, and he knew it a long time ago.

Slimming is the first step.

Enlightening the sword is the second step.

Using a sword is the third step.

This is the swordsmanship that the teacher passed on to him, there are no specific moves, but what is passed on to him is the best swordsmanship in the world, because the teacher left him endless space for him to fill.

A good teacher never restricts a student's thinking, but gives him endless reverie and creativity.

Feeling the heaviness brought by the sword at his waist, Wang Cheng officially began his sword enlightenment.

It's just, enlighten what? How?

The teacher didn't mention a word, did he leave too hastily and forgot to say it, or did he just let him realize it himself?

He looked south, which was the direction of Shuzhou.

Has the teacher returned to the Sword Pavilion?

Zhang Xiaosheng is naturally already in the Sword Pavilion!

Cultivating to break through to the realm of Dacheng Martial King, his speed has reached hundreds of meters in an instant, from Tiandu Mansion to Shuzhou Sword Pavilion for thousands of miles, for him, one day is enough.

This one of the top forces that has been inherited for hundreds of years, produced three martial kings, and is the top force today is built on the highest and steepest mountain in Shuzhou - Tianjian Mountain!

Just like its name, Heavenly Sword Mountain is like a divine sword falling from the sky, and the thick, straight mountain body is like the sword body part of the divine sword.

The Sword Pavilion was built on the top of the mountain.

A vast and magnificent complex of buildings, in the middle of which is a nine-story tower, which is the most iconic place of the Sword Pavilion and the sacred place in the hearts of all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion - the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

However, this sacred place is now split in half from top to bottom.

The person who shot this shot was Zhang Xiaosheng!

He was dressed in a cyan robe, holding a spirit sword, standing in the air, his thick black hair fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.

On the huge martial arts arena below, there were densely packed people, all dressed in white, who were the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

It's just that they were high-spirited in the past, but now there are many people who are just like Gou Yan, with a floating breath, blood at the corners of their mouths, and a lot of injuries.

"The Great Array of the Upper Protector Sect!"

With a loud shout, all the Sword Pavilion disciples moved, and immediately formed a large circular formation.

I saw an old man with a childish face suddenly appear in mid-air, and a spirit sword appeared with him.

The spirit sword was one meter three long, and its whole body was pitch black, quietly suspended above the old man's head, like a dragon crawling in mid-air, and it could strike a fatal blow at any time.

The old man shouted: "Get up! ”

The next moment, all the Sword Pavilion disciples shot out their swords into the air.

"Groan!"

The black spirit sword hanging above the old man's head spun and then rose into the air, and the swords that had struck into the air also rose with it.

It moves, the sword moves.

It stops, the saber stops.

At this moment, all the swords seemed to merge with this black spirit sword.

Densely suspended in the air, the tip of the sword pointed downward, just waiting to fall, all living beings within a radius of 100 meters will be turned into powder in an instant.

The old man shouted again: "Fall! ”

Zhang Xiao, who had not moved, was vivid, and he had only one movement, holding the spirit sword and stabbing towards the sky.

"Boom!"

A bolt from the blue!

A bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the clear sky, like a thunder dragon hitting the black spirit sword in an instant.

"Smack!"

The black spirit sword was knocked away, and the condensed sword array also dissipated in an instant.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person fell to the ground from mid-air, and said in disbelief: "How come? ”

The Sword Pavilion's Great Array of Protectors is world-famous, and there are not many strong people who have died under this sword array.

It's just to deal with a Zhang Xiaosheng who has just broken through the Martial King, how can he be broken all at once?

Zhang Xiaosheng stepped on the void, looked down at the old man, and said, "You can't!" Let Xue Wen come! ”

was said "no" by a junior in public, the old man's face turned into the color of pig liver, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

You must know that he is the current principal of the Sword Pavilion, twenty years ago, he was a famous great master on the rivers and lakes, and now the Martial Sect of the Consummation Realm is known as Xue Yijian who breaks the river with a sword.

Xue Yijian got up and said, "The ancestor was no longer in the Sword Pavilion fifty years ago, you know this!" ”

Xue Wendao is the third Martial King powerhouse of the Sword Pavilion, he has already broken through to the Martial King realm eighty or ninety years ago, and now he is almost one hundred and fifty years old.

"He's not there?"

Zhang Xiaosheng suddenly sneered, and with a casual move, a spirit yuan tied Xue Yijian firmly like a rope, and lifted him from the ground to the front.

There is no chance of struggling at all!

Xue Yijian's feet were suspended in the air, his body was restrained and could not be turbulent, he was a lot older, and in full view of everyone, he was like a child who had made a mistake.

If he could, he would have liked to find a crack in the ground now.

What a shame!

Zhang Xiaosheng stared at him and said, "You insisted on abolishing my father back then, and today I also abolish you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he pointed at Xue Yijian's dantian qi sea, shattering the Yuan Dan in the qi sea.

Xue Yijian suddenly felt that the spirit in his body was discharged, and he suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old, and he had become a person who was about to die.

He was already in his seventies, and because of his advanced cultivation, he looked like he was in his fifties, and now that the cultivation that maintained his appearance was abolished, he naturally returned to his original appearance, or even older.

"What about Ye Tianming?"

Zhang Xiaosheng didn't intend to reveal it, Xue Yijian was the participant, and Ye Tianming was the executor.

"I don't know!"

Xue Yijian didn't confess Ye Tianming, but persuaded him: "Zhang Xiaosheng, so many years have passed since that incident, and you have also become a martial king powerhouse, what else can't you let go?" ”

"Drop?"

Zhang Xiaosheng grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, a pair of dark eyes seemed to go straight into the depths of his soul, and said, "What you said is light!" Do you know how I've spent my years? ”

Without cultivation, his neck was choked again, Xue Yijian couldn't breathe, and his legs kicked wildly.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Xue Yijian's disciples below were in a hurry, but none of them dared to rush forward.

"Zhang Xiaosheng! The old man is here! ”

There was a person who came from the Hidden Sword Pavilion, who was also a crane-haired childish face, dressed in white, with a gloomy face and a lot of momentum, and those who were not in power would not have such a temperament.

As soon as he saw this person appear, Xue Yijian struggled violently and said intermittently: "Zhang Xiaosheng, let him go, kill me if you want to kill me." He is already a Consummation Realm Martial Sect, you can't kill him! ”

Martial Sect is too important for a sect, and the price to cultivate a Martial Sect is too great, even if it is as strong as the Sword Pavilion, losing two Martial Sects in a row will break your muscles and bones. What's more, they are not ordinary martial sects, they are two consummate realm martial sects.

Zhang Xiaosheng sneered and pointed at Ye Tianming, who was coming step by step.

However, this sword that could easily kill a martial artist disappeared strangely when it approached Ye Tianming.

Zhang Xiaosheng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he quickly stretched out and sneered: "Do you think that thing can keep you?" ”

"Kill!"

Ye Tianming suddenly shouted, and a bright light flashed from him, instantly stabbing Zhang Xiaosheng in the chest.

Zhang Xiaosheng didn't move half a step, and there was no trace of blood on his body, I saw him hold up two fingers on his chest, and the golden light was firmly clamped.

It was also a sword, but it was as thin as a cicada's wing, transparent throughout, as if it didn't exist in the sunlight.

"Flying Immortal Sword?"

Zhang Xiaosheng recognized this sword, and it was the natal spirit weapon of the Ye family's Martial King powerhouse.

This sword is famous for its extreme speed, it has been stained with the blood of many strong people, and it has already transformed into a first-class spiritual weapon in the world, and the martial arts inheritance of the Martial King of the Ye family's life is all in this sword.

If it is against the martial king who has just started, Ye Tianming has a sword in his hand, he is invincible, and he is even likely to complete the counter-kill, but he ran into Zhang Xiaosheng!

Therefore, after seeing Zhang Xiaosheng easily break this sword, Ye Tianming, who had lived a long life, almost knelt down.

"You...... What are you? ”

First, a sword broke through the Great Array of Protectors, and then another move caught the Flying Immortal Sword, and no one thought that Zhang Xiaosheng was just a martial king who had just started.

"Give it back to you!"

Zhang Xiaosheng flicked his hand casually, and the Flying Immortal Sword instantly pierced Ye Tianming's dantian qi sea.

Feeling that there was no trace of cultivation fluctuations in his body, Ye Tianming couldn't believe it: "Cultivation? My cultivation! ”

Then, he roared at Zhang Xiaosheng like crazy: "You foreign surname sinner! You return my cultivation! ”

Zhang Xiaosheng said coldly: "Back then, you abolished my father's cultivation like this, and now it's just a report and a report!" Counting it, you still take advantage of it and live for a few more decades! ”

"Nope! Evil seed! You return my cultivation! Give me back my cultivation! ”

Ye Tianming shouted and rushed towards Zhang Xiaosheng, but before he ran a few steps, he fell to the ground, and his mouth was still chattering.

Zhang Xiaosheng shook his head and no longer cared about this person, but he did not leave just now, and it was clear that he would continue to pursue it.

Xue Yijian was in a hurry when he saw this, there were several people who participated in the abolition of Zhang Qianling back then, and now they are all martial arts masters, if they are all abolished, the strength of the Sword Pavilion will seriously decline.

"Stop!"