"Zheng !!"

With a sword roar, a sword intent immediately burst out, and then a black iron box immediately flew out of the Sword Pavilion and fell towards that disciple.

Looking at it, although the iron box seemed to be solid, at this time, there were countless sword intents in it, and where it passed, the stone slabs on the ground immediately cracked, and stones and gravel rolled down.

"Good!"

High in the sky, Liu Jiannan looked at this scene and couldn't help but praise.

"Yellow Order Advanced Sword Technique, Qinglian Sword. Haha, this son seems to be unattractive, but his sword cultivation talent is extraordinary, and he is a good seedling. ”

As he spoke, the iron box containing the swordsmanship shattered, and a sword light roared up, forming a green rainbow, which fell on the disciple's body with the meaning of time.

With the sword intent entering his body, the disciple's black hair immediately fluttered, and there were actually green lotuses blooming on his body, forming a vision.

Such a scene made many disciples gasp.

"That's amazing!"

"I actually succeeded in inheriting the sword once! And looking at the power of this swordsmanship, it must be good. ”

When the discussion was all around, this disciple suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed in an instant, and many Qinglian sword intent swam around his body, full of momentum.

Randomly, this disciple bowed to Liu Jiannan and the others above the sky, turned around in a chic manner, nodded and smiled at the many disciples around him, but when he looked at Fan Xiaojian, his eyes showed provocation and even more disdain.

"Hmph, what's the big deal. ”

Fan Xiaojian muttered sourly in his heart, and at the same time felt a little worried in his heart.

It's just that if he was asked to use the same method to inherit the sword to obtain the sword technique, Fan Xiaojian was disdainful.

Do you think, the protagonists in the human novels all play this trick, standing outside the treasure pavilion to summon magic weapons, and then summoning a pile of broken iron, which is ridiculed by the same door.

Then, I suddenly found that those broken iron turned out to be ancient and extremely famous magic weapons, and there were awesome bosses such as Yao Lao and Wuye sleeping in it, so that the protagonist immediately reached the peak of his life and embarked on the road of pretending to be forced to slap his face.

If you play this kind of trick in the same way, how can you still reflect the forced style of our generation of emperors?

What does the neighbor Wang think? What does his 100,000 fiancée think?

That's so shameless!

So, if you pretend to be forced, you have to play with a sense of art, and rely on talent to acquire swordsmanship, which is really disdainful.

However, this guy is so arrogant, he dares to provoke Lao Tzu, and he must make you look good later.

Fan Xiaojian thought silently, and at the same time, another disciple stepped forward, spread his divine sense, and entered the Sword Pavilion to communicate swordsmanship.

Most of the ancient swordsmanship is sharp, so the swordsmanship in the Sword Pavilion of Qingyun Sect is all based on Xuantie as a box to imprison it.

The first is to avoid the sword intent from hurting people at will, and the second is to use the intent of the dark iron to nurture and sharpen the sword intent to make it more sharp.

"Zheng!"

Soon, there was another sword roar in the Sword Pavilion, and another Xuantie box flew out, and when the sword was unexpectedly revealed, it actually became a big river of its own, with magnificent waves and a heroic atmosphere.

"Good! good!"

Liu Jiannan became more and more happy when he saw this, and he really felt that the disciples of this class were extremely talented.

"Tianhe Sword, Xuan-level low-level swordsmanship. I didn't expect this kid to be in the realm of perfection in the Qi refining period, but he had such a talent for sword cultivation. ”

At the same time, many disciples were also shocked, and then cheered for that disciple.

Soon, the third disciple also stepped forward to exude his divine sense, trying to obtain a sword technique that belonged to him and recognized him. It's just that he stood for a long time, and the true yuan was almost exhausted, and there was no sword sound in the Sword Pavilion to respond.

"Alas!"

The disciple sighed, looked a little lonely, and prepared to leave.

"Don't be discouraged......", Liu Jiannan's voice sounded, plain but encouraging, "The failure of Chengjian does not mean that the talent is not good. In the Sword Pavilion, there are many swordsmanship through the sky, and these swordsmanship have spirits, which will test the monk's cultivation and talent. It will even detect the character of the monk, if the character is not good, even if he is the Emperor of Tongtian, the sword technique will not follow. ”

"You failed to take the sword this time, or you have a bad heart, and you have something else to think about. Go back and meditate for a few days, and then come back. ”

The disciple was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately saluted high into the air, and then left joyfully.

Soon, one disciple after another stepped forward one after another, and they all released their divine senses to communicate the swordsmanship in the Sword Pavilion.

At the same time, as the team advanced, Fan Xiaojian was also getting closer and closer to the Sword Pavilion.

"Boy, come to Daddy!"

"Dear swordsmanship, I am your great master! Come out, let me warm your cold heart with my fiery body!"

"With my blood, with my noble identity to summon you, come out!"

Many disciples used their own means, some succeeded, some failed, but it was obvious that there was a group of shortages to be funny, and there were various ways to summon swordsmanship, which made Fan Xiaojian laugh.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort came, interrupting Fan Xiaojian's laughter.

At the same time, a young man in a long robe looked arrogant, glanced at Fan Xiaojian with a thick disdain in his eyes, and then strode towards the Sword Pavilion with his head held high.

As he moved, countless sword qi rose one after another, and it was actually a hidden thunderous roar, which made his momentum so strong that it immediately attracted the attention of many disciples, and even Lin Wenqi and Zhou Xiaoxing, who had been following Fan Xiaojian's side, couldn't help but look up at this young man.

"Ah, it turned out to be Xu Ping of the Xu family, when did he also join our Qingyun Sect?"

This Xu Ping has always admired Senior Sister Lin Wenqi, and has pursued it many times without success, and even released cruel words, saying that Senior Sister Lin will not marry in this life. ”

"I have long heard that this Xu Ping's kendo talent is excellent, and when I look at it today, it is so extraordinary!"

"Haha, this Xu Fangcai has been in the team all the time, and I think I must have seen the picture of Senior Sister Lin Wenqi admiring Fan Xiaojian. Now he is holding back his anger, and he definitely intends to embarrass Fan Xiaojian. ”

In the whispered remarks, many disciples all looked at Fan Xiaojian, and their eyes showed schadenfreude.

"Damn, dare to look at my girl, and still want to pretend to be with Lao Tzu?"

Fan Xiaojian was unhappy in his heart again, he was the most ruthless in his life, others were more in the limelight than him, and he made up his mind at the moment that he must make this kid look good later.

At the same time, Fan Xiaojian had already seen that this guy called 'Xu Ping' had a strong smell of pretending to be forced all over his body, and he had only stood up until now, and he was full of 'coercion'.

At this moment, the sword light on Xu Ping's body was even stronger, and he actually turned into a sword shadow with divine consciousness, and rushed directly into the Sword Pavilion with a bang, the momentum was too strong, and all obstacles were broken in an instant, as if he was shuttling through nothingness, and instantly shot into the depths of the Sword Pavilion.

And then......

"Zheng!"

A sword roar like a phoenix roared from the depths of the Sword Pavilion.