Yi Xuanliu's face was full of unwillingness, he didn't expect his strongest sword to be broken by Zhang Yang so easily!

He has been studying swordsmanship for decades, and now he is easily defeated by a hairy boy, and he is not convinced!

"You can't even control the most basic swordsmanship, how can you use a sword well?" Zhang Yang's tone was flat, and his words were full of teaching.

Such a tone made Yi Xuanliu angry again.

"Losing is losing, what's the matter? Do you still insult me?" said Yi Xuanliu angrily.

"Insulting you? You think too highly of yourself, I'm just stating a fact. ”

"You think you know swords very well, then I ask you, what is the highest level of using swords?" Zhang Yang asked indifferently.

"The highest level of using the sword is naturally the unity of man and sword. Yi Xuanliu said firmly.

"How can you unite man and sword?"

"If I knew, would I still be able to defeat you?" said Yi Xuanliu speechlessly.

"Hmph, look at it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yang holding the sword in his right hand and making a sword-breaking movement, and a natural momentum emanated.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's whole body seemed to be fused with the sword.

Man and sword in one!

"How is this possible......" Yi Xuanliu muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"Look again!" Zhang Yang shouted again.

The wrist was raised upward, and a wisp of sword light came out of the body, and a terrifying will seemed to merge into the sword.

Even if the two are far apart, they can feel the horror of this will!

Sword Intent!

Easy to break the flow and dumb again.

"I lost, I lost completely......" Yi Xuanliu was completely convinced.

He can't control the unity of human sword and sword intent casually, but Zhang Yang can do it easily, and the gap between the two is not ordinarily big.

"I am willing to gamble and lose, I am willing to be ......" The last word "slave" is easy to break the stream, but I can't say anything.

"You may feel humiliated to be my servant now, but later, you will know how wise your decision was today. Zhang Yang said with a smile.

If in the past, even if an immortal cultivator of this level knelt down in front of him, he wouldn't have looked at it more.

Now it is also a helpless move to accept this easy to cut off the flow.

"Huh!"

Zhang Yang's palm flipped over, and a quaint book appeared in his hand, and then threw it to the side of Yi Xuanliu, who was still stunned.

"This is a heaven-level low-grade swordsmanship, as long as you practice well, it is not impossible for him to step into the Yuan Infant Stage one day. Zhang Yang said lightly.

Heaven-level swordsmanship!

Yi Xuanliu shuddered and unconsciously took the sword book with both hands.

The sword score is mediocre, and there are four big characters written on the cover: 'Qinglian Sword Song'.

"This is the supreme swordsmanship of my own sect, it has been lost for thousands of years, how can it be ......" Yi Xuanliu was a little incoherent.

Immediately, he remembered that Zhang Yang had returned from the secret land, and this sword score was probably also obtained from the secret land.

It's just that this heaven-level swordsmanship will be sent when it is said, and it is simply too much to take this heaven-level swordsmanship seriously, right?

You must know that if this sword technique appears in the cultivation realm outside, I am afraid it will set off a bloody storm!

"Thank you, Master, for the kindness. Yi Xuanliu knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

He was originally a man of his word, but now he was smashed by Zhang Yang's heaven-level sword book, but he was completely surrendered.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth lifted, and his left hand waved again.

"There are a total of 200 first-grade pills, 100 second-grade pills, 20 Xuan-level exercises, 10 prefecture-level exercises, 50 high-grade spiritual weapons, and 5 high-grade Xuanqi, these elixir spiritual weapons are all distributed by you. ”

The flamboyant words shocked the whole person who was easy to break the flow.

You must know that the reason why the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has declined is that the lack of cultivation resources is the main reason!

Most of the disciples in the sect can only rely on slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to increase their cultivation, and the spiritual weapons are also the worst, and some don't even have spiritual weapons.

As the master of the door, the black long sword in his hand is just a medium-grade mysterious weapon.

And Zhang Yang is good, as soon as he shoots, he is 5 high-grade mysterious weapons, which is simply 'Hao' inhumane!

Many of the disciples below were originally still confused by the defeat of the sect master, but now they were also dumbfounded when they saw this wave of big moves.

At this time, they all have such a thought in their minds, as if losing is not a bad thing?

"Ahem, okay, since you have recognized me as the master, then I must place a soul mark in your primordial spirit, do you have no opinion?" Zhang Yang interrupted everyone's train of thought.

"Soul Seal?" Yi Xuanliu hesitated.

The so-called soul mark is a means for cultivators to control people, if he is given a soul seal, then his life and death are controlled by Zhang Yang.

Whenever he has the slightest idea of rebelling against his master, Zhang Yang will know it as soon as possible.

"As long as you don't do anything sorry for me, I will naturally not embarrass you, and you only need to be my slave for 30 years, and after 30 years, I will give you back your freedom. Zhang Yang said again.

Thirty years is the number he got after careful consideration.

With his talent and strength, it is estimated that he will be able to soar in thirty years, and when the time comes, a fighter with this strength will be basically dispensable.

"Okay, I promise you. Yi Xuanliu nodded.

Thirty years is a very short time for an immortal cultivator.

And in the competition just now, Zhang Yang didn't use all his strength at all, and if he really wanted to fight, he was not an opponent at all.

Since you lose, you can only accept your fate.

Of course, the most critical point, I don't know why, he has always had a self-consciousness in his heart, Zhang Yang is not an ordinary person, maybe it is a very wise choice to follow him.

With a slight tap of Zhang Yang's fingers, a soul mark appeared on his forehead, which was easy to break.

After a short while, the mark slowly faded and then disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Yang could already clearly feel the existence of the other party's imprint, as long as his mind moved, he could control the life and death of the other party.

"You can cultivate in the door with peace of mind, and I will transmit the sound to you if there is something. "The mark has been planted, and Zhang Yang is ready to leave.

"Yes, master. Yi Xuanliu said respectfully.

All the disciples below also knelt down in worship.

Even the master of the door calls Zhang Yang the master, and they will naturally be regarded as Zhang Yang's subordinates in the future.

Zhang Yang's strength is obvious to all, the cultivation realm has always been respected by the strong, and only when the strength is strong can he be respected by others.

Zhang Yang nodded, turned around, and stepped on the Xuanyuan sword to prepare to leave.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

Then he turned his head again and looked at Yi Xuanliu.

"What is today's number?"

Zhang Yang asked suddenly, and it was a little inexplicable to let it be easy to cut off the stream.

"The fifth day of November. "Yi Xuanliu still honestly returned to the Tao.

"What?!" Zhang Yang exclaimed.

The meeting is on the fifth day of November, have you missed it?

(Sorry, there are too many things, there is only one chapter today, and one more chapter will be added tomorrow.) ）