"What is the first young master of Jinfeng Tower, it turns out that it is nothing more than that. ”

Wang Bufan gained a further advantage, and after a burst of laughter, his arm suddenly shook, and the long knife slashed out like a phantom of the wind.

"This trick. ”

Jin Wudaunt's silver teeth clenched, he had been defeated by this knife before.

In the face of the aggressive attack, Shi Xiaole suddenly thrust the hilt of the sword into his chest, and used the rebound of the internal force to shoot the long sword towards Wang Bufan quickly.

"Does this trick work?"

The body volleyed to the side, and Wang Bufan's unsuccessful knife slashed down again.

Of course, Shi Xiaole didn't pin his hopes on the sword just now, his real purpose was to gain time for drawing the sword.

Pound!

After he pulled out the knife, his momentum was even greater than Wang Bufan's, and he completely blocked the opponent's blow.

"Boy, you're honored to force me out of the tenth sword!"

Before his body had completely fallen, Wang Bufan's chest swelled violently, and then it seemed to gather all his strength into his hands, slashing from left to right.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, it is clear that this knife is too fast, so people can't see it really, but it still makes people feel unstoppable.

Lan Ning's eyes didn't blink, and the white teeth bit their lips. How could she not see that the power of Wang Bufan's sword was already stronger than her own light sword Dafa.

If you change your own game, there will be defeat and no victory.

How will Shi Xiaole respond?

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in green shirt with the empty door wide open.

Su Yanru, who was in the high-rise building, had even moved up her body and was ready to rush towards the outside of Jinfeng Tower.

Time seems to pass slowly, but thoughts are fast.

Shi Xiaole endured it and didn't use a bit of stone cyclone, otherwise he wanted to defeat Wang Bufan, which was a matter of a few moves.

Of course, if you don't use a stone cyclone, it doesn't mean that Shi Xiaole will be defeated.

He suddenly abandoned his sword into a sword, grabbed the Qingfeng sword at his waist, and stabbed it out with the scabbard. In my mind, what comes to mind is a dangerous mountain, Huashan.

A strong wave of fluctuation emanated with the sword in all directions. Shi Xiaole seemed to be on the top of a mountain, and his body jumped down the mountain without hesitation.

This strange and dangerous sword forced Wang Bufan to stop, because he knew that if this knife was cut again, there would only be a defeat for both sides.

This is not the result he wants.

Shi Xiaole's sword was not out of the sheath, and following the feeling in his heart, he slashed out with a sword, the sword moves became more and more sinister, and the people became more and more lonely.

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Bufan's forehead.

Because he found that when he compromised with the first sword, he had lost a lot of momentum, and then his heart was timid in the face of more and more terrible sword moves.

Scandium.

Shi Xiaole swung away Wang Bufan's knife, and the sheathed sword was slammed into the other party's face, knocking him out a foot away, and rolling on the ground a few times before stopping.

"The surname is Shi, you, you actually comprehended the artistic conception?"

Wang Bufan looked at Shi Xiaole like a ghost, and even forgot to wipe the blood on the side of his mouth.

"Artistic conception?After the transformation, is it the artistic conception?"

Shi Xiaole's doubtful words made Wang Bufan even more shocked and frightened.

As a disciple of the authentic martial arts sect, Wang Bufan naturally had more insight than the people present. In the realm of martial arts moves, the first three resemblances, divine combinations, and transformation are just the initial stage.

It can even be said that the three realms are only similar in a higher sense, and only those who truly understand it can comprehend the artistic conception of the moves.

The problem is that this kind of person is by no means an ordinary person, even if it is the authentic martial arts force that Wang Bufan worshipped, there are almost none.

And Shi Xiaole, it seems that he doesn't even know what the artistic conception is, so he actually comprehended it?

What kind of person is this?!

Seeing Wang Bufan, who was originally invincible and arrogant, looking at Shi Xiaole like a monster at the moment, the people around him were also stupid.

Regarding Shi Xiaole's sword move just now, everyone's most intuitive feeling is that the move is very ordinary, but it looks terrifying.

"Mood?"

Su Yanru forcibly stopped her body, and her charming face was a little sluggish

As an outsider, she has also wandered on other rivers and lakes, and she is no stranger to this kind of move realm. It's just that when it appears on fifteen-year-old Shi Xiaole, no matter how you look at it, it's a little amazing.

"Xiao Lele, I still underestimated you. ”

Su Yanru said in a distracted voice.

Wang Bufan didn't say a cruel word, and in the ridicule of the disciples of Jinfeng Tower, he led the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Hall to walk away.

Of course, he was not willing to fail like this.

In particular, Shi Xiaole's danger level in his heart has been raised by a level, once such a person grows up, the pattern of rivers and lakes in Feiyan City will change.

"This kid must die, I have to inform my father-in-law. ”

Wang Bufan thought viciously.

"Senior Brother Shi is so powerful. ”

"Compared to the last big competition, Senior Brother Shi is even more unfathomable. ”

The disciples of Jinfenglou looked at Shi Xiaole, their faces full of excitement.

If the last big competition in the building was Shi Xiaole's battle for his name, then this time, it undoubtedly really established his status among the disciples of Jinfeng Tower.

It's a proof of strength, and it's not about identity.

"Are you getting stronger again?"

Lan Ning stared at Shi Xiaole, and a scorching brilliance erupted in his eyes.

Hmph, the temporary lead is nothing, I'll catch up sooner or later.

Sha Zongheng shook his head with a wry smile, and saw that Jin Wuxing had walked back to the Jinfeng Tower without saying a word, and hurriedly chased after him.

Shi Xiaole was immersed in his own artistic conception.

After the battle just now, his comprehension of this artistic conception has obviously deepened. So he was amused to find that in fact, the artistic conception he comprehended was an artistic conception aimed at the heart.

What is strange and what is dangerous? It is more of a subjective factor.

If Wang Bufan's mind is a little tougher, or he is ruthless to himself, he definitely has a great chance to crack his own artistic conception. In that situation, Shi Xiaole thought to himself that he would definitely lose.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

"Let's call you a dangerous mood. ”

Smiling slightly, Shi Xiaole raised his head, and saw Su Yanru Yingying's eyes staring at him in the distance, so he smiled at her, put away his sword, and walked into Jinfeng Tower.

Shi Xiaole's battle to defeat Wang Bufan soon spread.

So, in the next few days, the streets and alleys of Feiyan City, wherever there are martial arts people, are talking about Shi Xiaole's name.

Everyone knows that Jin Fenglou has produced a great genius, and at a young age, he has comprehended the artistic conception that ordinary people can not hope for.

Many tycoons came to the door one after another after hearing the news. They all wanted to meet Shi Xiaole and see if they could know the method of comprehending the artistic conception from his mouth.

After all, it is rumored that the artistic conception is very considerable for the improvement of strength.

Especially these big men in the rivers and lakes, their potential is exhausted, and their internal strength cultivation is difficult to mention, so they all put their ideas on the realm of moves.

Shi Xiaole has no way. If you have to say that there is, it is probably a combination of qualification and hard work, but how can you say this kind of thing?

The tycoons of the rivers and lakes returned disappointed one after another, and the matchmakers came to the door again.

In the past, Shi Xiaole's name was not well known. But now he has changed, not only with outstanding strength, but also known as the first young master in Feiyan City, and also the future owner of Jinfeng Building, with an unlimited future, and naturally he has become a good son-in-law in the hearts of countless parents.

The threshold of Jinfeng Tower is about to be broken by the matchmakers.

Shi Xiaole avoided it, but fortunately, with his aunt in the way, he was also happy to be at ease, so he simply stayed in the backyard to practice martial arts.

"After all, I only understood a little bit of the dangerous artistic conception, and in a short period of time, it seems that there is no way to advance. ”

On this day, Shi Xiaole sat in the courtyard and pondered.

After the duel that day, Su Yanru called him to Ru Yuan and told everything she knew about the artistic conception, which had a huge inspiration for Shi Xiaole.

Shi Xiaole guessed that the artistic conception needs to be simulated according to some specific situations or things, and it is easier to get started if there is a reference at the beginning.

It's too difficult to figure out a rough idea from the moves.

"Perhaps, you can go back to Luyan Mountain to have a look. ”

Luyan Mountain is extended, and there are not many strange and dangerous places, which can replace Huashan to a certain extent. Faintly, Shi Xiaole had the idea of painting back to the sword school.

"You want to go back to the sect?"

When Su Yanru heard his plan, she was stunned at first, and then showed a deep reluctance.

She also loved Shi Xiaole before, but it was not to the point where she didn't want to separate, but this time for some reason, Su Yanru couldn't wait for Shi Xiaole to never leave.

"Auntie, in more than a month, the battle of the Sword Painting Sect is about to begin, and as a personal disciple, I can't help but go back. ”

Shi Xiaole explained.

"Okay, but as soon as the matter is over, you can come back quickly, and there is no need to stay in the Sword Painting Sect, I will give Yu Fangge a letter and ask him to allow you to go back to Jinfeng Tower." ”

Shi Xiaole was speechless for a while.

How do you feel that Yu Fangge, the head of the Sword Painting School, is like a subordinate in the eyes of his aunt?

Although reluctant, in the early morning of the next day, Shi Xiaole quietly left Jinfeng Tower.

As for why it was quiet, the main reason was that the movement in the past few days was too loud, and Shi Xiaole and Su Yanru both suspected that someone was adding fuel to the fire and wanted to make trouble secretly.

Sure enough, as soon as Shi Xiaole left Feiyan City on his front foot, he was intercepted by several groups of people, among whom even a master of the Naqi Realm appeared!

Fortunately, Su Yanru was prepared, and followed behind Shi Xiaole with the master of Jinfenglou, and appeared in time to stop everything.

In the end, she was still not at ease, and the wayward Su Yanru actually sent Shi Xiaole directly to the foot of Luyan Mountain, and under Shi Xiaole's hard persuasion, she reluctantly led people away.

Shi Xiaole was amused and moved again, until the figures of the people in Jinfenglou disappeared, and then he turned around and went up to Luyan Mountain.

Following the path up the mountain, after a few hours, Shi Xiaole returned to his small courtyard.

But when he walked in, he was shocked to find that his small courtyard was actually occupied.

"Senior Brother Shi, it's not us, it's the Great Elder...... The Great Elder said that you went down the mountain without reason, your whereabouts were secretive, and you intended to plot against you, and you have been demoted from the sect on behalf of the master. ”

In the room, several disciples of the Sword Painting Sect who were sleeping in the Datong shop immediately explained when they saw Shi Xiaole.