The sword qi was extremely instantaneous, and Bai Xiaoyi squatted down with his head in a panic. The blue-green sword qi flew past his hair, looking at the few handfuls of broken hair scattered one after another, Bai Xiaoyi's rogue temperament suddenly exploded.

"Ao Cangfeng! your uncle's! If you want to fight, right, your master will fight with you!"

As he spoke, the rogue boy raised his fists and rushed towards the arrogant wind. His arms swirled sharply, like a madman, and he rushed forward, shouting in his mouth:

"Look at my invincible king eight punches!"

This seemingly child's play-like move, under the urging of the powerful sword qi in his body, actually had an amazing destructive power. As the fists danced, a large force of fist wind drove the surrounding air to spin. From time to time, there would be one or two sword qi flying out of the broken fist and hitting out aimlessly in all directions, seeing the arrogant wind on the opposite side with a big head.

If it is a contest between normal martial artists, there are signs to follow in every move, but Bai Xiaoyi's chaotic style of play makes this wooden boy who has been practicing martial arts for many years not know where to start. In desperation, he connected the points with both sword fingers, and the sword qi collided with the rogue boy's fist style, trying to stop his forward momentum.

Bai Xiaoyi relied on the sudden strong internal force to fight indiscriminately. But what he didn't notice was that after the white-haired man helped him transform his meridians, every move and momentum he used seemed absurd and ridiculous, but both the angle of force and the way of true qi rotation were extremely clever. Therefore, the Wang Ba Fist used in the fight between the scoundrels in the market also caused a lot of pressure on the arrogant wind with the strength of the little grandmaster at this time.

The protective qi on his fists was so strong that he actually shattered the sword qi emitted by the sword-bearer boy one by one. And he also took advantage of this gap to rush to the front of the arrogant wind. Bai Xiaoyi suddenly thought of the skills he had honed in the fight in the market, and immediately turned his fist into a finger and stabbed it towards the eyes of the sword-bearer boy.

"I don't see the light of day!"

Two inch-long sword qi burst out of their fingers and stabbed towards the face of the arrogant wind. The sword-bearing boy was horrified, and he bent down to dodge the vicious move that almost blinded him, and then snapped his backhand, clamping the young man's stabbed right hand in the air.

"You're so despicable!"

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiaoyi's left hand clawed towards Ao Cangfeng's throat.

"Shut up!"

The evil wind rushed in, and the sword-bearing young man felt a chill in his heart, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the vicious throat lock. He was angry from his heart, forcefully separated Bai Xiaoyi's hands outward, and scolded:

"Bastard, what did you learn all these tricks!"

But as soon as he scolded, he saw the sinister hook of the corner of the rogue young man in front of him, and he snorted softly:

"Cut off the feet of the children and grandchildren!"

At the same time, Bai Xiaoyi raised his right foot and kicked it viciously towards the crotch of Ao Cangfeng. This kick came very quickly, and it was vaguely wrapped in a strong qi. The young man with the sword was frightened into a cold sweat, and he jumped upwards without hesitation, jumping more than a foot high, which was able to avoid this kick that cut off his grandson. But Bai Xiaoyi's kick was extremely hard, and he couldn't contain the momentum at all. A sword qi unexpectedly kicked out, kicking a gap in the courtyard wall in front of him a width of a few feet.

The arrogant wind in mid-air took a long breath, suddenly pulled out the long sword attached to his back, condensed his qi on the blade, and suddenly danced up and down with his right hand holding the sword:

"Sword Qi is rampant!"

Every time the suspended boy swung a sword, a cross-shaped sword qi that alternated vertically and horizontally flew out, and it came towards Bai Xiaoyi below. The rogue young man watched more than ten sword qi smash down his head and face, and in a panic, he didn't know how to deal with it at all, so he had to close his eyes and throw a chaotic punch into the air regardless of it, and shouted in his mouth:

"Taizu Divine Fist!"

In just three or five breaths, Bai Xiaoyi threw twelve or thirteen punches one after another, and in each punch, a fist the size of a watermelon flew out and collided with the sword qi that came over.

With a muffled bang, the cross-shaped sword qi collided with the fist, stirring up a circle of qi waves and vibration waves. The two martial arts cultivators were vastly different teenagers, and they actually fought a draw indiscriminately.

Bai Xiaoyi, who was below, still closed his eyes and threw his fists indiscriminately upwards in a desperate manner. And the arrogant wind holding the long sword took advantage of the falling momentum, raised the sword and dived, condensed all the true qi on the tip of the sword, ignored the fist gang that passed by, and stabbed directly into the rogue boy's heart.

"Man and sword are one!"

In an instant, around the young man who rushed down, a giant sword formed by the condensation of sword qi seemed to appear, fusing his person and the long sword in his hand. This magnificent sword instantly broke through the fists that collided one after another, and stabbed straight towards Bai Xiaoyi below.

Bai Xiaoyi, who was thinking of punching the master to death, didn't notice the fatal blow from above, and he still waved his fist regardless of it. But suddenly, his dantian suddenly emptied, and the whole person instantly lost all his strength, and his desperate fist movement also stopped. The young man who was at a loss looked at the sword that rushed in his face in horror, and his heart was cold:

"My life is on the ......"

Xi Yingzhen, who suddenly found that the mutation was abnormal, secretly screamed badly, and then his figure flashed, and the next second he was directly in front of Bai Xiaoyi. The Qingyi Daoist made a void in his right hand, and a swirling cloud of true qi instantly wrapped the sword qi that rushed down. I saw that the right hand of the Taoist was spinning sharply, and in the blink of an eye, the powerful human sword of the arrogant wind was dissolved invisibly. With a gentle tud, the old Taoist priest put the young man in the hurry on the flat ground, and recited a long message:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it's just a competition, why take your life!"

Xi Yingzhen melted into a breath of true qi in the voice, instantly waking up the two teenagers who were carried away by anger. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi, who was paralyzed on the ground, with some confusion, and asked out loud:

"Stinky boy, why did your internal strength suddenly disappear?"

The rogue boy who escaped his life muttered with some palpitations:

"I don't know, I suddenly feel weak when I fight......"

The green-shirted Taoist leaned down, carefully probed the young man's meridians, and said with a puzzled face:

"It's so strange, why don't you have half a cent of sword qi in your body? Just looking at your formation, you obviously already have a cultivation above the Xuan Realm, how could you suddenly be like this?"

He stared at this immortal young man in the market, and said helplessly:

"It's a pity that the sword pill left by the Taibai Sword Immortal has entered your kid's body. With your foundation, you can't fuse such a powerful True Yuan at all, so the sword qi in your body will not work from time to time. When it works, you can burst out with the cultivation of the master of the Xuan Realm, and when it fails, you will become a powerless scoundrel again. And if you continue like this, one day you will break your meridians and die. ”

Looking at the green-shirted Taoist in front of him with a stunned face, Bai Xiaoyi asked puzzledly:

"Going to die?"

"What do you mean?" said the old Taoist priest and the old god, "What I mean is that whether you want to or not, you have to be my apprentice." If you do, I can teach you martial arts, so that you can learn to control this sword qi in your body. Not only can he save his life, but he can also become a great master. ”

Rolling his thief's eyes, Bai Xiaoyi asked tentatively:

"Then what if you don't be your apprentice?"

"If you don't do it, it's okay, then you can wait for death. With this foundation cultivation of yours, although you can exert the power of sword qi for a short time, you can't withstand the backlash caused by the powerful true element. To put it simply, the sword qi cultivation in your body is equivalent to a tiger's heart being born in a cat's body. Once there is a deviation, that overly powerful sword qi cultivation will break through your fragile body bones, and the immortals will not be able to save you at that time. ”

After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Bai Xiaoyi got up, kowtowed in front of the Qingyi Daoist and shouted:

"The master is on top!

Looking at the young man kowtowing like garlic under him, the old Taoist priest smiled with satisfaction.

On the other side, Ao Cangfeng, who put away his long sword, glanced at the rogue young man who kowtowed to his teacher with contempt, and said nonchalantly:

"It turned out to be just a paper tiger, since that's the case, then wait until you learn kung fu and then come to me to compete, so that some people say that I can't win." ”

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoyi raised his head suddenly, pointed at the young man with the negative sword and shouted:

"Okay, the surname is proud, you wait! If you hurt Mei'er, I will definitely find you to settle the account!"

Ao Cangfeng snorted coldly, walked towards a side hall, and said coldly as he walked:

"That white-haired senior seems to have passed on the kendo perception in the sword pill to me, and I have been living here for this time, and by the way, I have improved the martial arts realm. ”

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the young man with the negative sword, Bai Xiaoyi jumped up and wanted to scold again. But the green-shirted Taoist beside him suddenly hit him on the head with a violent shudder, and said in an unkind tone:

"You're pretty much done, kid, if he really wanted to fight you, you'd be dead. Do you really think that you are a peerless master? Go and clean up the yard, and from tomorrow onwards, I will teach you to practice!"