In the compound of the second elder of the Ao family, in front of the courtyard of the east wing, an eighteen-year-old boy in a purple robe was practicing swords.

"Beacon fire!" the young man shouted, and the whole person leaped up like a goshawk, and the long sword in his hand spun forward like a windmill, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust, like a shrunken tornado.

"Huh" the young man collected the recruitment, and landed steadily on the ground from mid-air, retracting his sword. The smile on the boy's face, coupled with his single-eyelid eyes and slightly pointed chin, gave people a sense of narrow-mindedness.

He was none other than the Second Elder's son, Aorin.

As soon as Ao Lin put away his sword, a rather graceful maid immediately brought a basin of water and came to Ao Lin, "Young Master Lin, wash your face." ”

Aorin smiled, wiped a handful on the pretty face of the maid, and said, "Xiaojin, you are so sensible. ”

"Young Master Lin, you're so bad," Xiao Jin turned his face sideways and said in a sneer.

At this moment, a burly teenager walked over.

The arrival of "Brother Aolin" is the proud news who was defeated by Aoshuang the day before yesterday.

"Well, what's the matter, Aowen?" Ao Lin washed his face, took the towel sent by the maid Xiao Jin and wiped his face.

"I was defeated, I was defeated by Aoshuang. "Proud of the grievances.

Ao Lin thought for a moment and said: "Hehe, it's normal for you to be defeated, Ao Shuang is the son of the head of the family, and the cultivation conditions and spiritual skills are not comparable to you." ”

"But......" Aowen seemed to have something to say but didn't want to say.

"It's okay, don't worry, I will teach him a lesson in the clan competition, even my people dare to fight, I will let him know that there are people outside the sky." "Ao Lin didn't take Ao Shuang's defeat of Ao Wen to heart at all, Ao Shuang is a second-level martial artist (Ao Lin thinks so), and he is a fifth-level martial artist, if he can't even beat Ao Shuang, he really has to find a crack to get into.

"But I was defeated by Ao Shuang's move, just one move. As if he had made up his mind, Ao Wen still said his own troubles, because he felt that even if Ao Lin was a fifth-level martial artist, if he was careless, he would suffer at the hands of Ao Shuang.

"One move? You said you would lose with one move? Before Ao Lin finished speaking, he suddenly stabbed at Ao Wen with a sword, Ao Wen never expected that Ao Lin would make a move on him, and he didn't react yet.

"It's easy to defeat you in one move. Aorin swung his sword, and Aurin felt a chill in his throat, and when he looked down, Aolin's sword was only one or two inches away from his throat.

"In the case that you have no defense, any third-level martial artist can defeat you with one move!"

"But, eldest brother, I was defeated by Ao Shuang's move when we were competing on the stage of the martial arts arena, and it can be said that my spirit is highly concentrated. Aowen didn't like Aolin's tone a little.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll go with you for a while to see if my brother has grown recently. ”

"Okay, big brother, by the way, suppress his arrogance. ”

"Lead the way!" Aurin didn't want to talk nonsense with Aurin anymore.

"I heard that Ao Shuang has been practicing swords in Houshang recently. ”

――――Ao Shuang is indeed practicing his sword here, "Sunset Ping Kill!" The sword stabbed straight out, only to see that there seemed to be a circle of dark aura around the sword, and it was devouring the air around the sword!

"Boom" boulders shattered into broken stones all over the ground.

"Huh, this killing sword duel, although it is important to pay attention to the use of a sword and a sword, the moves are continuous, and the power of one move is better than one move, but after the ninth type, the power of a single move is not small. Ao Shuang is very satisfied with his current sword skills.

Since yesterday, the magic bead came out of the sea of consciousness and was embedded on the tattoo on his back. Every move of Ao Shuang, every way out of the fight, there will be a dark black spiritual power wrapped around his weapon or the place where the body uses spiritual power, Ao Shuang has experienced a lot of strange things since he crossed, so it is not strange.

Ao Shuang was a killer before he crossed over, but he was a thoughtful person. He had already thought about it, even if others asked what was going on, Ao Shuang would say that he had inadvertently eaten a black fruit, and even a demon saint like Motian couldn't see through the magic beads, let alone those heavenly spirit masters in the family.

After Ao Shuang finished practicing the sword, he was sitting on a boulder meditating and feeling the sword duel. Ao Shuang found that this kind of cultivation has great benefits, not blindly practicing to the death, but stabbing out a sword when he senses a trace of sword intent, so that the perception may be more profound.

At this moment, two teenagers walked over, only to see the teenager in front with his hands behind his back, and the young man behind him was burly. The burly young man is Aowen, and the front is naturally Aolin.

"Ao Shuang, I was defeated by you the day before yesterday, but you must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and today Brother Ao Lin will teach you a lesson. Aowen shouted.

Ao Lin stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of xiangxia pressing, which meant that he would not let Ao Wen talk nonsense anymore.

"Brother Shuang, I heard that you have been successful in cultivation recently, brother, I have come to learn about it, of course, if you have anything, forget it. With that, Aorin stood there again with his hands folded.

"Ao Shuang, if you don't dare, just say it, Brother Ao Lin has a broad heart and won't force you. Aowen saw that Aoshuang didn't speak, thinking that Aoshuang didn't dare.

Ao Shuang, who was sitting on the boulder, opened his eyes, "I didn't want to pay attention to you, but you have been making trouble for me again and again, I am not a saint, so come on, is it here or in the martial arts arena?"

Ao Shuang was a killer before he crossed over, and he was not a timid person.

"Okay, Brother Shuang, then let's come to the martial arts arena. Ao Lin was also quite surprised that Ao Shuang agreed to learn from him so happily, but thinking that he was a fifth-level martial artist, Ao Shuang couldn't turn over any wind, and he didn't care, so he turned around and left first.

"That's right, let Brother Aolin defeat you in front of many disciples in the martial arts arena, see what else you said at that time?"

"You're so annoying!" Ao Shuang stood up from the boulder, shook his neck, bent his knees, and rushed towards Ao Wen like a cannonball, punching his right hand, and punching Huang Long directly into Ao Wen's left eye

Ao Wen didn't react at this time and was punched in the left eye by Ao Shuang, like a cannonball, but he was hit by Ao Shuang like a cannonball on a boulder five meters away.

"Click" Aolin heard movement behind him and hurriedly glanced back.

I saw Ao Shuangfeng standing there lightly, dusting off the dust on his body, and on the boulder five meters away, Ao Wen's whole person was embedded in the boulder, and his left eye was black, like a panda's eye

"Brother Shuang has a lot of strength, but I don't know how the kung fu is?" Ao Lin was also secretly surprised by Ao Shuang's punch, and walked towards the martial arts arena alone without caring about Ao Wen.

"Lead the way ahead. Ao Shuangfeng said lightly, as if he didn't take the competition to heart at all.

"Hmph, I'll see if I'll beat you on the martial arts stage in a while, I don't know if you still have this kind of lightness," Ao Lin thought to himself.

Ao Shuang naturally didn't care about Ao Wen, and also walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Click, poof, ah" Aowen, who was embedded in the boulder, broke free from the boulder and spread it directly on the ground.

"It's such a powerful liliang, cough, and there is a faint black thing on his fist? Is it an illusion? This is definitely not the liliang of a second-level martial artist! Oh no, Brother Aolin is going to make a mistake!" After Ao Wen finished speaking, he stood up with difficulty and walked towards the martial arts arena