The next morning, Chengyang City, Xishan, Xishan is a barren mountain, here is inaccessible, only hear birds and insects, and at this time in a clearing between the mountains, but there are two women, one of the women is about eighteen years old, wearing a white dress in ancient costumes, wearing a veil, long hair fluttering, skin is better than snow, graceful figure and ethereal eyes, even with a veil can not hide her peerless appearance, and the other woman is about sixteen years old, she is wearing an English vest, a pleated skirt and stockings, holding a long sword, slim and jade is already a little beauty, and she is Song Qingyao, at this time the two stood opposite each other, as if they were talking about something。

"Master, I'm going to make a move, you have to be careful. Song Qingyao said to another woman, it turned out that the other woman was her master Invite Moon Fairy.

"Hmm~ Qingyao, do your best to make a move, let Shizun see how you have grown during my absence. Fairy Inviting Moon said with a little seriousness in her clear voice.

"Good!"

After speaking, Song Qingyao put on a posture and prepared to use his strongest style.

Song Qingyao closed her eyes, as if she was feeling something, and suddenly, a faint transparent film appeared around her body, and when the leaves fell on it, they were all shattered, and the Moon Fairy showed a hint of surprise when she saw this. 、

Then Song Qingyao's mind moved, clenched the long sword, and pointed the sword forward, and then, the faint and transparent protective cover around her began to gather on the tip of the sword, gathering more and more thickly, and gathering more and more fine, this style is the sword intent that Liu Qi taught her.

After this sword intent was gathered, Song Qingyao stabbed hard at the master Invite Moon Fairy, and a sword intent stabbed towards the Invite Moon Fairy like a steel needle.

Inviting the Moon Fairy's beautiful eyes condensed, a look of surprise appeared on her face, she raised her right hand, waved her sleeve, and then, the steel needle-like sword intent disappeared without a trace under her swing.

"Qing Yao, what did you use just now?" Invite Yue Fairy asked, she was also very surprised, she had checked Song Qingyao's cultivation, it was still the third layer of qi refining, there was no change, but under such a low cultivation, she actually controlled such a high level of sword intent, and with the blessing of sword intent, her strength was more than twice as strong as before.

"Yes, Master, you can see it. Song Qingyao replied.

"It's really good that you can control the sword intent with this cultivation, but judging from the aura of the sword intent just now, your sword intent was passed on to you by someone else. Fairy Yueyue said lightly, and she couldn't see her joy or anger.

"I still can't escape the eyes of my master. Song Qingyao scratched her head and said, "Here's the thing, this sword intent is indeed two... Oh, Mr. Foxface passed it on to me. ”

Song Qingyao originally wanted to talk about the second master, but she heard Liu Qi say before that it was taboo to worship other people as teachers without the consent of the original master, so she also reacted immediately, and she couldn't tell her until she didn't know the attitude of the fairy who invited the moon.

"Mr. Fox Face, is it him again?" Fairy Yue frowned, when did this Cheng Yang suddenly pop up such a strong man, I had never heard of it before.

"Yes, he not only taught me sword intent, but also killed the people of the Corpse Puppet Sect. Then she told Fairy Yue how Liu Qi taught her to use sword intent and how she killed Wang Zhuang, a disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

After hearing this, the Moon Fairy looked angry:

"Corpse Puppet Sect! This kind of demonic and evil sect shouldn't exist in the world, Qing Yao, don't worry, in a few days, the master will come to the door to get justice for you." ”

"No, Master, this is too dangerous. Song Qingyao said with some concern.

Hearing this, Fairy Yueyue walked over, touched Song Qingyao's head, and did not continue to say this, but changed the topic and asked:

"The fox-faced gentleman you just said slashed the sky with his sword, is this an exaggeration or a literal meaning?"

"Of course, it's literal, Master, the more than 200 people present can see it clearly, and even the stars and the Milky Way appeared after the sky was cut through at that time. Song Qingyao said with some excitement.

After listening to Song Qingyao's answer, Fairy Invite Moon remembered a person, and he might be this Mr. Fox Face, thinking of this, Fairy Invite Moon smiled sweetly, if it wasn't covered by a veil, this smile might be able to overwhelm the world.

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At this time, on the other side, somewhere in China, the ruins of an ancient battlefield, broken weapons and chariots were scattered on the ground, as if the sound of swords colliding and the neighing of war horses could be faintly heard, but there was no archaeological team here, because there was a formation to isolate this place from the world, and only one evil cultivator sect established a sect here, which was the corpse puppet sect.

In the very center of the ancient battlefield, there is a high mountain, and the Corpse Puppet Sect is on this mountain.

At this time, above the hall of the corpse puppet sect, the sect master and several elders were sitting on the top of the main hall, and there was a disciple standing in the hall.

"Yan Chuan, although I don't know what opportunity you got, in just one month, your cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and you have won the first place in this sect competition as a miscellaneous disciple, but, no matter what, you are a disciple of my sect, why don't you salute when you see the sect master, standing here in a dignified manner, what kind of system has become!" At this time, an elder opened his mouth and scolded the disciple below, angry, it was obvious that he thought that this disciple had a little chance, that is, the villain had the ambition and no one in his eyes, and he saw that the sect master was so rude, and he didn't kneel.

"I have never knelt down to anyone in my life, if you want to force me, I will quit the sect. The disciple named Yan Chuan below said, his eyes were full of disdain instead of stubbornness, even if the elders in the hall were high, but Yan Chuan's eyes were still thick with disdain.

"Okay, Fourth Elder, don't be angry, genius, they're all a little temperamental, I can understand that. At this time, the sect master spoke, and hurriedly persuaded him, it seems that he doesn't want to force this genius disciple urgently.

"Yan Chuan, this time you can go all the way, defeat everyone with a crushing momentum, and win the first place in the sect competition, let's say, whatever you want, we can meet you. The sect master continued to Yan Chuan.

"Okay, then I'll just say it, I want to go to the sect's burial place to meditate for three days this time, can the sect master agree?" Yan Chuan said to the sect master.

"This ......," the sect master hesitated.

"Hmph, isn't it any request to say yes? Talking is like farting. Yan Chuan said with some dissatisfaction.

"Yan Chuan! Hugh is presumptuous, the place where the sect buries the bones is the place where the sect masters of the past dynasties are buried, and you still want to go in for meditation, that is a great disrespect to the sect masters of the past dynasties!" another elder scolded.

Yan Chuan ignored the elder's words, but looked at the sect master and said:

"Sect Master, have you thought about it?"