The next morning, before the starry light had dissipated, a sword light like a silver dragon suddenly rose from the bamboo forest in the backyard of the inn.

Ye Fan was wearing a white robe, and his figure flickered and wandered in the small bamboo forest, disappearing from time to time, and the dragon could see the head but not the tail.

And the sword light that turned into a silver dragon wandered around Ye Fan's body, changing with the change of Ye Fan's body shape, a sword light seemed to come to life, shuttling in the bamboo forest, but it did not touch half a branch and leaf, and it was always within three inches from Ye Fan's body, not far or close!

"Whew!"

Ye Fan's figure suddenly rose into the air, his left hand behind him, his head slightly raised, and chased towards the silver moon that was about to fall on the western mountain like a flight. And behind him, the silver dragon that the sword light turned into suddenly swelled a hundred times, turning into a giant dragon with a length of ten zhang, followed by Ye Fan, the slightly hideous huge dragon head, lightly arched at Ye Fan's feet, entrusting it between the two horns.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the green silk is slightly raised!

All of a sudden, Ye Fan was like an immortal riding the dragon and the wind, leaving an ethereal figure between the dragon and the silver moon, imprinted in the void, I don't know how many people fell into the eyes!

The dragon was in the air, and it wasn't until it rose into the sky that Ye Fanfang stepped lightly with his left foot and landed on the dragon head under his feet. A dragon roar spread in the air, expelling the mountain mist that had just risen around them, but it strangely did not affect the sleeping people below.

After the dragon groaned, the sword light flickered, and the ten-zhang long dragon disappeared, revealing the original appearance of the red blood sword, simple and unpretentious, but with an indelible killing aura.

The body shape was reversed, Ye Fan stepped on the hilt and body of the red blood sword with his feet under his head, and under the injection of the furious true element, the red blood sword violently shot out a blood-colored sword with a length of three meters, and with Ye Fan, he slashed towards the bamboo forest underground.

The long wind is howling, straight as the sky is tilting, when the sword is still twenty or thirty zhang away from the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest below is pressed by the sword wind and can't straighten the waist, and the crisp bamboo leaves emit an endless "rustle" sound.

"Boom!"

A low sonic boom sounded from above the bamboo forest, and the crimson sword that shot down suddenly disappeared, while Ye Fan's figure appeared below the bamboo forest as if teleporting, less than three inches away from the ground. The red-blooded sword, which was a little slower, turned into a sword light again, cutting through the arcs of silver and red between the bamboo forests, rolling up a small whirlwind.

When the whirlwind stopped and the red blood sword appeared in front of Ye Fan again, the sword body was three feet and four inches, and it was already full of bamboo leaves that had just been swept away by the sword wind, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, densely packed without a single gap.

Ye Fan's right hand leaned forward, and for the first time, his right hand was held on the hilt of the Red Blood Sword, and with a slight shake, countless fallen leaves shot out from the Red Blood Sword, turning into a green dragon two zhang long. The dragon's head was low and looked in all directions, and the dragon's tail made of bamboo leaves was tightly connected to the tip of the red blood sword, and with the dance of the red blood sword, the green dragon seemed to come to life, emitting a low dragon groan, which did not disperse in the bamboo forest for a long time.

"Whew!"

A sword slashed out, cutting off the connection between the green dragon and the red blood sword, and letting the green dragon turn into a sky of fallen leaves, Ye Fan just looked at the long sword in his hand with a solemn expression, solemn and solemn.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed from Ye Fan's eyes, the red blood sword hanging low on the side of his toes moved slightly, the long sword broke through the air, but there was no trace of momentum, only a trace of breeze when the long sword danced, but Ye Fan's eyes at this time flashed a trace of solemnity, as if he was even more nervous than just now.

The long sword is long, poked from time to time, and hung from time to time, until a set of "Thirty-six Little Heavenly Stars" is completed, the solemnity between Ye Fan's eyebrows is still not reduced in the slightest.

After the swordsmanship practice inherited from his master Ye Xiu, Ye Fan once again unfolded the "Seventy-two Ways to Waroff Evil Swordsmanship", one move and one style, from the initial "looking for chapters and asking for directions", to the final "Night Star and Sky Cold", after the seventy-two road swordsmanship practice, Ye Fan's sword style remained unchanged, and the long sword in his hand moved, and he unleashed the three residual moves he had created - deviant, earth-upside down, Ice and fire cage, until it was also rehearsed, the long sword swiped lightly in the void, and darkness descended in an instant, and then a faint sword light rose from the darkness, it was the "dark light" that Ye Fan had just comprehended, but had not yet had time to perfect!

One move at a time, after casting all the swordsmanship he knew, Ye Fan's body became as if he had just been fished out of the water, and above his head, the hot white qi rose three feet high, and the wet robe was clinging to his body, but he still didn't realize it.

When the sword light broke through the darkness, it was the dawn of the outside world, and the dawn of the sun and the sword light in the darkness illuminated the bamboo forest at the same time, and it was impossible to tell which one was brighter.

"Giggle......

When the sound of the rooster crowed, Ye Fan stood in the bamboo forest with his feet and did not move, only his right hand holding the red blood sword was still stabbing forward sword by sword.

After completing the hundred stabbing swords, the long sword in Ye Fan's hand changed with a twist, and it was like a flowing slash downward, a simple and unpretentious basic move, but it brought a different kind of charm. After the chopping is completed a hundred times, the next step is to tease, hang, cloud, point, collapse, poke, cut and other basic movements in the swordsmanship, and after all the practice is completed a hundred times, the sky has been completely brightened.

Half an hour later, after Ye Fan had completed all the basic movements a hundred times, the long sword in his hand swung back, bringing a whistling sound, and disappeared into a piece of bluestone outside the bamboo forest. The bluestone is more than half a zhang high, and it was originally the raw material that Wu Yunpeng found to carve the stone lion, but it was left by Ye Fan to make a sword test stone.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan inserted the red blood sword into the bluestone, but he didn't want to test the sharpness of the red blood sword, but he hid a person behind this bluestone, a little ghost!

The bluestone is more than half a zhang high, but it is only a little more than a meter thick, and the red blood sword does not even have the hilt, just the sword body is three feet and four inches long, which is about ten centimeters longer than this bluestone.

"Come out!" With a clear drink, the fiery true qi in Ye Fan's body was running at full strength, just in the blink of an eye, the soaked robe instantly became dry, and only the smell of sweat on it could not be erased, making Ye Fan frown slightly.

"I've seen Childe!"

A little Lori with bright eyes and bright teeth, and her skin is better than snow from behind the bluestone, poked out a nervous little head, who can she be if she is not Xianglian's daughter Tiger Girl?

"Do you want to learn swords?" Ye Fan looked at this little Lori curiously, the tiger girl didn't just come over, and accidentally saw him practicing swords. Instead, when Ye Fan had just started practicing swords, she followed and hid behind the bluestone to peek. And, it's not the first time!

Hu Niu looked up at Ye Fan, first nodded, and then shook her head violently, although she was still young, she also knew that it was a big taboo to peek at others practicing martial arts! She remembered that when she was in the cottage before, there was a boy who was two years older than her, and he was beaten to death because he peeked at the village master's practice! So although she was very eager to learn martial arts now, she still shook her head nervously, for fear of being beaten to death by Ye Fan!

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and said, "If you want to think, if you don't want it, if you don't want it, you don't want to, to be honest!"

The little girl shook her head and stopped suddenly, although she didn't know Ye Fan's true thoughts, she also subconsciously understood that this seemed to be an opportunity for herself, if she missed it, she didn't know if there would be such an opportunity in the future!

Seeing that the tiger girl no longer shook her head, Ye Fan's expression also softened slightly, and said: "The path of a martial artist, brave and diligent, no matter what choice you make, it can only happen once! Once you make a decision, you have no qualifications to regret it!"

Ye Fan's words were ambiguous, but the little girl understood a little, grinned, showed two cute little tiger teeth, and nodded at Ye Fan: "Tiger girl wants to learn!"

Ye Fan didn't nod or shake his head, neither objected nor supported, just said flatly: "If you want to learn the sword, you can, but you have to tell me a reason!"

This time, Hu Niu didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Hu Niu wants to protect her mother and prevent bad people from bullying her mother again!"

This reason was within Ye Fan's expectations, simple and vulgar but also sincere, so he nodded: "Yes!"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly knelt down, she heard others say that the apprentice is to kneel: "Tiger girl to meet the master!"

Ye Fan accepted her worship, but rejected her apprenticeship, and accepted her worship because Ye Fan had the grace to teach him and preach. refused to apprentice, but it was because Ye Fan had no intention of accepting apprentices.

When the palm wind waved and helped the tiger girl up, Ye Fan said: "I have no intention of accepting apprentices, and you are not suitable to be my disciple!

Hu Niu lowered her head and thought about the relationship between the teacher and the master for a long time, but she couldn't understand the difference, so she simply nodded and said, "Yes, Hu Niu will meet the teacher and meet the son!"

Ye Fan nodded, acknowledging the teacher-student relationship between the two, raised his hand and put the red blood sword inserted in the bluestone into his palm, and said to the tiger girl: "It's late today, tomorrow is still this time, you come to the bamboo forest, I will pass on your swordsmanship!"

Although the little girl was a little disappointed that she couldn't learn swordsmanship immediately today, she thought that she could follow Childe to learn swordsmanship tomorrow, and she couldn't help but be happy in her heart, and ran towards the kitchen in the backyard, where her mother was cooking.

The little girl who jumped farther and farther suddenly jumped back, poked out a cute little head from behind the bluestone, and asked Ye Fan, "Teacher, can I tell my mother this good news?"

"Of course!" Ye Fan showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a trace of trance!