Sikong Ember looked incredulous, "Is it so hasty, if I really come over and become the head one day, I feel that I will be cut down the mountain by hundreds of disciples of your Qiongxiao Sword Sect."

"Why don't you believe it?"

The old man said angrily: "Do you think that you are a waste material that grabs a lot of waste materials all over the street? Then why did the Qiongxiao Sword Sect invite the heroes of the world to come to my Qiongxiao Mountain to read books, why didn't one appear? In fact, at that time, they used the wrong method, you know, our vein is born with too many miscellaneous qi numbers, most people will have all kinds of accidents at a young age and die early, even if they are lucky enough to survive, they are also a waste material for practicing martial arts, how can this kind of person be on the list of invitees. “

Sikong Ember praised him in his heart when he heard this, and he thought that he had been ridiculed for buying those few pages of torn paper, and then he could only sneak into the neighbor's house next door to steal the torn paper that had been crumpled by the bear child and copied hundreds of times.

The old man saw that the young man didn't ask questions, so he continued: "All the top martial arts of my Qiongxiao Sword Sect are hidden in the Broken Jin Dynasty, so you will have an extremely sharp perception of the martial arts they perform, and you can also be called a wizard of martial arts when you learn it, but don't be too happy, if you are proud of it, one day you will change to another sect of martial arts, tsk, it depends on your original talent, maybe it is more waste than waste materials." ”

"Ah...... I thought it wasn't that if I was the governor of the second pulse, how could I learn it recently, it turned out to be ......"

Sikong Ember smiled awkwardly.

"You are still not satisfied, don't look at the bells and whistles of the elders now, in fact, they have only learned a little bit of skin, hundreds of years of inheritance, plus an immortal, do you think you still need to learn other sects?"

The old man said with some emotion: "Old man, I have exhausted my life, and I have only understood less than half of it. ”

Sikong Ember said thoughtfully: "The younger generation knows, but this is the master...... I can't even think about it. ”

The old man laughed, "Don't be presumptuous, in a few years, maybe with your achievements at that time, as long as you are willing to come, they will not be able to offer you up." ”

Sikong Ember laughed at himself, in fact, he didn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it, now that he was trapped in this sword array, it was difficult to say whether he could survive for three days, how could he come in the future......

"Beware of whether you can leave alive in three days?" the old man seemed to see through Sikong Ash's mind at once.

The latter did not hide it and nodded.

"Don't worry, you can't die. ”

Seeing that the old man was full of confidence, Sikong Ember didn't think much about it anymore.

Suddenly, the old man beckoned to him, and Sikong Ember quickly got up from the ground and walked in front of the old man.

"Since we have chosen you as the successor of our lineage, the meeting gift is still given. ”

Ha, the realm of the old-timers is so high, the baby who shot will definitely not be bad, Sikong Ember suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes lit up.

The old man waved his hand to the young man who approached in front of him, "You stand aside." ”

"......Ahh

"Back a little. The old man said

Sikong Ember took another small step back.

Just two feet away from the exit.

Suddenly, the old man's sleeveless right hand reached forward, and then suddenly squeezed it hard.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Sikong Ember felt that the entire ground seemed to tremble slightly at the moment when the old man held it hard.

"Bang Bang ......"

I saw that the two feet of ground that Sikong Ember had withdrawn from began to explode, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Boom"

There was an explosion, and the ground was blown out of a bottomless pit.

Sikong Ember was curious and was about to poke out his head to find out, but he was hit in the head by the old man's small sword qi, and the whole person took a few steps back.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in the pit, and the door of Sikong Ash's head flew up, if it weren't for the old man's finger flick of the sword qi, maybe Sikong Ash's head would bloom at this time, and he didn't have to wait for three days later.

Another close encounter with death scared the boy into a cold sweat, and when he came back to his senses, Sikong Ember was only staring at the culprit, a short sword of extremely fine workmanship.

It was spinning happily around the old man at the moment, as if celebrating his resight.

And Sikong Ember didn't have a frightened look on his face at all, but a look of obsession and envy, the sword art that can only be mastered by a second-grade junior grandmaster or above, this is not at all comparable to a few sword qi.

Take sword practice as an example, sword qi is just a means of attack that condenses the internal force in the body through sword intent, and the level of sword intent is directly related to the lethality of your sword qi.

And Edgeworth is different, in front of the flying sword, the sword qi is the younger brother, the same realm, in the powerful sword qi can not stop the flying sword.

It is said that the Yipin realm may also resonate with the flying sword, and even be able to channel, such as the one in front of you, which is extremely spiritual, and the more spirituality there is, the stronger the qi in the body of the sword, and the farther the distance that can be controlled.

The old man seemed to have finished greeting his old friend for many years, and when he looked back, he saw Sikong Ember who was still sitting on the ground, with an obsessive face, and quipped: "How long are you going to sit down, and you can't come over." ”

Sikong Ember came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly ran to him, smiling innocently, but his eyes kept staring at the short sword that kept spinning around the old man.

The old man waved his right hand, and the short sword that was still flying seemed to receive the old man's greeting, immediately stopped flying, and slowly floated into the palm of the old man's right hand.

The old man slowly stroked the short sword that flew into his hand, and said to himself: "Old friend, I didn't expect that I would have to ignore you again as soon as I saw you, I have been by my side for so many years, and now it is time for you to regain your freedom." ”

As if sensing the old man's state of mind, the flying sword began to tremble constantly, as if he was resisting the old man's decision.

Sikong Ember who saw it was a little distressed, and hurriedly said: "Senior, such a valuable thing, the younger generation categorically dare not accept it, and with my current realm, with such a treasure, it is like a child walking all over the street with gold, and it will be robbed in minutes......"

Before he could say me, the old man waved his hand and said gently: "This sword is called Enthalpy Frost, which was created by me and a woman back then, and it could have been famous all over the world, but unfortunately I ended up staying here with me for sixty years, and I didn't have much time to do, so I couldn't let it continue to suffer." ”

Suddenly, the old man's right hand stroking the blade of the sword shook it hard.

"Broken"

"Click", a broken sound came.

I saw that the space around Sikong Ember was repeatedly shattered at the same time, and more and more crack rays spread from the palm of the old man's right hand, until the old man and the short sword were all covered with cracks, and the short sword was struggling violently at the moment, but the sword body was only held by the old man, and it was never able to break free.

Finally, the cracks exploded with a loud explosion, and the entire space finally calmed down.

At this time, the short sword in the old man's hand had lost its previous aura, and except for the extraordinary texture that could be seen, the others had become extremely ordinary.

Sikong Ember stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him, speechless.

The old man smiled miserably and said, "You don't need to feel guilty or sorry, if I don't cut off the connection with it, even after I die, you will only control him in this life, but this sword is made of extraordinary materials, and if you want to be recognized by him, you still need to see your own talent." ”

After speaking, he slowly handed the short sword to the young man in front of him.

Sikong Ember was also a simple person, and immediately knelt down, stretched out his hands and firmly took the short sword handed over by the old man.

"The younger generation will live up to the entrustment of the seniors. ”

After speaking, he stood up slowly, thinking about playing with it, after all, he was used to being poor, where had he seen this kind of treasure, but when he thought of the old man's previous farewell, he dispelled this idea.

"Don't be busy putting it away, swing a sword and try the feel. “

The old man's mood was not affected by the previous events in the slightest, but he felt a kind of relief.

Hearing the old man's request, Sikong Ember immediately became eager to try, and his trembling right hand grabbed the hilt of the sword with excitement.

The hilt of the sword is not forged from wood or metal, it looks a bit like a dark red strip of stone, and there is a little red light on the inside of the stone, which gives people a warm feeling, and I don't know what material is responsible for it.

And the first thing I felt after the hilt of the sword was not cold, but a little warm, so magical, really a good baby.

Looking closely at the sword body, the whole sword body is about one and a half feet long, and a strange beast is depicted on it, with teeth and claws, lifelike, and the short sword is full of a cold and desperate meaning, which is terrifying.

This is in stark contrast to the warm hilt of the sword, one yang and one yin, one warm and one cold, but the two are integrated with each other and complement each other.

It can hurt people with the cold, and he will not be counterattacked, where is this still a mortal thing, it is obviously a treasure that only immortals deserve.

Sikong Ember swallowed his saliva, his eyes froze, the qi in his body suddenly swirled, and a powerful sword intent gushed out from his body, and when the sword intent was at its peak, his right hand holding the sword slashed forward, and the short sword slashed through the air, and there was even a hint of air crackling......

But that's all, because Sikong Ember found that his huge sword intent was poured into the long sword, and he wanted to guide it to stimulate sword qi, but he never thought that this seemingly short and concise little sword turned out to be a bottomless pit, and the sword intent he poured into it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was gone......

The short sword has never emitted even half an inch of sword qi, you must know that the sword qi of the current Sikong Ember can hit a distance of twenty zhang with one sword.

It seemed that he couldn't believe it, but he didn't admit defeat by nature, and shook the short sword in his hand vigorously to see if it was the wrong way to shoot.

Then he held his breath and condensed, and slashed dozens of times again, and suddenly a cold light splashed around them, but this sword qi was released at all, and he himself was tired and panting.

At this time, Sikong Ember was holding his knees with both hands, hunching his waist, tired and speechless, looking at the old man behind him who was smiling and silent with an innocent and puzzled face.