"Master, I'll go down the mountain and take a walk." Liufeng bowed his head, not daring to look at his master. As the head of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, Jian Wuxiu may have many wrongs, but he is very caring for him, a disciple.

"Down the mountain?" Jian Wuxiu looked at Yang Ning on the side, and there was more or less dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Jian Wuxiu turned his head, looked at his disciple, and said, "With him?" There was a hint of anger in his words.

Flowing Wind nodded.

"You don't know that the five factions are about to compete?" Jian Wuxiu taught a lesson, pointed at Liufeng and said: "You are the pride of my Sword Sect, and you are the backbone of this five-faction competition, how can you come together with some indiscriminate people?" Jian Wuxiu secretly pointed out.

"Master......" Liu Feng was about to explain, but was interrupted.

"No three, no four?" Formal Yang Ning's voice, "What the head of the sect is referring to is not me?" "When Yang Ning came to the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, he didn't want to cause trouble, and even Yang Ning intended to avoid the people of the Sword Sect, but it didn't mean that Yang Ning had a good temper.

Being scolded to his face, it was impossible for Yang Ning not to respond.

"Oh?" Jian Wuxiu seemed to be surprised, glanced at Yang Ning sideways, and said, "It turns out that you still have self-knowledge. There was a bit of banter on his face, and he wanted to see Yang Ning's reaction.

Yang Ning's reaction was even more surprising to Jian Wuxiu.

Yang Ning didn't answer positively, let alone say radical words, stared at Jian Wuxiu, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, your sword heart, just like your personality, is rotten. ”

Yang Ning took out the Chengyi Sword, pointed to the sword body and said, "Like someone like you, worthy of being called a swordsman?" ”

Yang Ning turned around, and Zhao Chunlei and the others had been waiting for a long time in the back.

Yang Ning pointed at Zhao Chunlei and said, "Do you think that I took your place, or that you are very unconvinced, but there is no way, and you are also not worthy of sword cultivation." Yang Ning was aggressive and didn't give Zhao Chunlei a chance to refute.

Yang Ning didn't want to make trouble, but Jian Wuxiu's words completely disrupted his heart.

There was an inexplicable anger in Yang Ning's heart.

Dubious? When I went up the mountain by myself, I promised the sword to be broken, and it was also to return the sword and break a favor, and there was no need for me to lick my face and find guilt.

With Yang Ning's strength, the sword behind him became angry, and he roared angrily: "Yang Ning, please be respectful, this is the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, not a place for you to go wild." ”

Jian Wuxiu was not ready to hide it, and even one hand was secretly clenched, and even the joints could be heard "clucking".

"Respect? Act wildly? Yang Ning looked sideways, didn't look at Jian Wuxiu, and said in a cold voice: "Such a filthy place, if it weren't for the appointment, such a place would be really dirty." ”

Yang Ning didn't care how Jian Wuxiu reacted, he took a step directly, and just as he was about to step out, he suddenly remembered something, pointed to Zhao Chunlei in front of him, and said, "After the secret realm, I will convince you." ”

Yang Ning left, his footsteps were a little heavy, and he was even a little lonely on the way to climb the mountain, which was a kind of loneliness that he did not want to burden, but was forced to impose it.

Yang Ning left, the direction was the back mountain, because of this so-called front mountain, Yang Ning didn't want to stay for a moment.

Sword Jue, then he is a gunman? Yang Ning didn't know, but from Jian Wuxiu's inconsistencies, it could be seen that this so-called swordsman cultivation holy land was really worthless.

"Master." Liufeng wanted to persuade Jian Wuxiu, but when he saw Jian Wuxiu's face, he stopped talking.

Jian Wuxiu's desire for power is too strong, and he has lost the minimum sword heart as a swordsman.

Jian Wuxiu twisted his face, and was scolded by a disciple on the back of his nose, pointing at the bridge of his nose, how could he feel good.

"Chunlei, come here." Zhao Chunlei's master, Jian Biyou, beckoned.

"Senior Brother Biyou, let your apprentice kill him for me." Jian Wuxiu finally moved his murderous intent.

The face was a little hideous, and there was even a ruthless aura filled with it, and a trace of gloom flashed on the face, with signs of demonization, and a trace of demonic energy emanated, leaving a back and disappearing on the mountain road.

"Master......" Liufeng felt his heart, and suddenly felt a chill, because he witnessed his master walking step by step towards the abyss, and the swordsman's sword heart was even more broken.

Jian Biyou's expression was complicated, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but shake a few times.

Jian Biyou is extremely affectionate with the sword, a little ruthless, but at this moment, the sword heart that is extremely affectionate with the sword suddenly fell into a trance.

Is my sword heart about to break? Same as a senior brother? Jian Biyou didn't know, but the hand he held the sword just now trembled, but it was so clear.

"Master." Zhao Chunlei's eyes were extremely ruthless, and after getting the permission of the master, he even showed a trace of viciousness.

"Let's go." Jian Biyou shouted angrily and scolded his disciple, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart.

The entire mountain road, because of the many disciples gathered by the Five Poison Ancestors, gradually left, leaving only Liufeng alone, wandering in the mountain road, not knowing what to do?

For Yang Ning, after experiencing hardships together, Liufeng knows his nature well. The sword heart is firm, in front of the flame crystal, he does not waver at all, and he helps himself to get out of danger, such a person is worthy of deep friendship, but his master ......

Liufeng didn't know where to go, and he was very confused.

Empty mountain road, walking alone.

High in the air, the sword never left, although it had fought with the Five Poison Ancestors, but it did not hurt its roots.

For everything that happened on the mountain road just now, I witnessed the whole process.

"Finally exposed your true nature?" Jian Jue muttered to himself.

"Kill the sword out, kill the road. The criticisms like slanders still can't be changed after all...... "High in the sky, there was a sigh in the air, and with infinite pain, the sword never left.

Yang Ning came to Elder Jiu's thatched hut and began his penance.

Yang Ning's heart did not change in any way because of Jian Wuxiu's unhappiness.

Since Yang Ning was reborn, he hasn't had too much anger, but today, Yang Ning has changed his temper, because Jian Wuxiu's words are too hurtful.

Pure sword qi emanated from Yang Ning's body, three feet around his body, and the sword qi lingered.

Since Yang Ning knew from Elder Jiu that sword qi could turn around, he was more attentive to his sword qi cultivation, because Yang Ning in this life wanted to stand higher, and only in this way could he have a chance to have a deep hatred in his blood sea.

Yang Ning didn't want to leave regrets.

At the same time, he is also responsible for the two raiders in his heart.

Hui Ni was waiting for herself at a higher place, Yang Ning didn't want her hard waiting to be disappointed, just like a thousand years of waiting in the mountains and valleys, for a woman, that kind of waiting was too sad and unbearable.

"Huini, Wan'er, wait for me."

The sword qi around Yang Ning's body was even stronger, and in an instant, there was a faint momentum of breakthrough.

Cheng Liyun sat on the doorframe of the thatched house, looking idle, with wine in her mouth, the smell of wine scattered, very intoxicated.

But at the moment when Yang Ning's sword qi changed, he suddenly came to his senses.

I muttered in my heart, I deserve to be the person who swords to see, this sword practice is practiced, and I break through? Cheng Liyun waved his palm, and immediately hid the surrounding aura to prevent the sword qi from escaping.

At the same time, a fierce sword qi emitted, with boundless pressure, forcing Yang Ning over.

Yang Ning swung his sword and felt the sword aura emitted by Elder Jiu, and suddenly felt the pressure double. Unconsciously, the speed of swinging the sword was faster, and in an instant, a space formed by the sword qi appeared, which was the sword qi that belonged to Yang Ning alone, resisting the pressure of Elder Jiu.

"Yes, the children can be taught." Elder Jiu didn't forget to pour wine into himself with his other hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sword qi was like a sea, tumbling endlessly, and within three feet of the body, it seemed to be experiencing tearing, and the sword qi roared, finally forming a natural barrier.

For the understanding of sword qi, Yang Ning finally went to the next level.

Qi is invisible, but sword qi is tangible.

Elder Jiu took a sip of wine, and his whole person's momentum suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a sword, and he sent out a shocking blow from a little bit of air.

Like electricity, like thunder, like a tiger.

A finger broke through Yang Ning's barrier.

"Let's get here today." Elder Jiu's breath was instantly restrained, and he entered the thatched house.

Yang Ning spit out a mouthful of blood, with a hint of fishy smell in it.

It seems that he is still too anxious, Yang Ning understands in his heart that Elder Jiu's finger is to break his own quick success.

Although this breakthrough was not successful, with the momentum of the breakthrough, it was precipitated.

also let himself take the vanity of the spirit crystal in his chaotic trip to the mountains, and eliminate it invisibly.

For the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, Yang Ning didn't have the slightest emotion, but for the seven people in the back mountain, Yang Ning was really grateful.

Elder Jiu ordered himself, and Jian Nian's predecessors guarded all the way, such affection, as well as the grace of Wang Xuqin's prescription, Yang Ning kept it in mind.

For nearly a month, Yang Ning was in front of the thatched hut in the back mountain, practicing swords and becoming stronger, Yang Ning has been constantly hovering on the verge of breakthrough within a month, but every time, he was suppressed by Elder Jiu, and even the most serious one, Yang Ning was almost eaten by the sword qi, but fortunately, Elder Jiu made a timely move to stop the breakthrough.

For nearly a month, Yang Ning's sword qi became more and more condensed, and finally he couldn't suppress it, and successfully broke through, reaching the peak of his sword qi.

But because he couldn't use his spiritual power, Yang Ning couldn't know how strong his sword qi was, but Yang Ning had a feeling that he was a month ago, and Yang Ning could use a sword in seconds.

For such an achievement, although it is only theoretical, Yang Ning is very pleased, and a month of hard work has finally paid off.

At this time, Yang Ning's breath was introverted, which made people more and more impenetrable.

Just like an ordinary cultivator, no one can know how strong its explosive power is.

Elder Jiu was still lying on the door frame, taking a sip of wine, and said to Yang Ning, "Now you can try your sword drawing technique." ”

Elder Jiu seemed to be very confident, and at the same time wanted to see Yang Ning's swordsmanship.

At the beginning, Elder Jiu was also amazed when he saw the sword drawing technique, because that kind of instantaneous explosive power can really be said to be splitting mountains and rocks, and even as long as the cultivation is enough, I am afraid that it can be cut this day.

Yang Ning stood still, as if he had fallen silent, only an unsheathed sword in his hand.

The cold wind was cold, and Yang Ning was even more like an ordinary person, standing without feeling any qi.

In front of the thatched house, even Yang Ning's snort can be heard, and it is surprisingly quiet.

A breeze blew, and Yang Ning moved.

Soon, it was three points faster than lightning.

A sword light, like a flash of thunder, pierced the space.

Click!

There was a shock, and it was like nine days.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power, only a pure sword.

Yang Ning was so confident that he didn't even have to look back.

I saw a sword mark on the mountainside behind the thatched house, which was a foot deep.

"It's so explosive." Elder Jiu couldn't help but praise.

Being able to use the peak of the mountain realm to split this sword, or a sword without any cultivation, Yang Ning is proud enough.

Elder Wine nodded in satisfaction.

For such a sword, Yang Ning is very conceited, even if he is at the peak of the mountain realm, if he is caught off guard, he will hate on the spot.

What's more, once Yang Ning can use spiritual power, he can also make this move stronger.

"I'm afraid this swordsmanship has touched the threshold of the Xuan Rank." Elder Jiu looked at the sword marks halfway up the mountain, and measured it in his heart.