Xu Qing was very serious when he was teaching, at least his comprehension of swordsmanship was indeed profound, which made Ye Qingguan gain a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in his opinion, Xu Qing's swordsmanship is still a little extreme, and his comprehension of the Junzi Sword only cares about the attack, and ignores the true meaning of the word "Junzi".

In his opinion, Yan Yu's swordsmanship can be regarded as a real gentleman's sword.

In the wide sword trial hall, more than 200 students stood with swords, and the follower Xu Qing learned sword moves, whirring between dances and movements.

Ye Qingguan knew that Xu Qing might find trouble for himself, so he studied extremely seriously, and his posture of sword moves was not picky.

And it is true, Xu Qing's eyes always fall on him intentionally or unintentionally, trying to find out any flaws, but Ye Qingguan didn't give him any chance, ten years of sharpening his sword, even if he held the sword in a posture for a few hours, he wouldn't move.

Xu Qing wanted to find trouble at this time, which was obviously unlikely.

Half an hour later, Xu Qing called the students to stop, and then said: "Next, I want to teach you this trick, called the sea crossing, which is divided into three layers, ten heavy waves, one hundred heavy waves and a thousand heavy waves. ”

As he spoke, Xu Qing's gaze swept towards all the students.

Ye Qingguan's eyes were slightly cold, in order to find trouble with him, he could really come up with any way, did he really think he was easy to bully?

"It's you. Xu Qing's gaze stopped at him, "Just now I saw that you wielded your sword powerfully, and you took root, so I want to have some foundation." ”

Everyone's expressions were different, Xu Ziling looked here, a happy sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, fight with me, I don't know whether to live or die!

Ye Qingguan looked at Xu Qing calmly, and then said, "Okay, it's just that the sword has no eyes, and Mr. should be careful." ”

Everyone's hearts moved, and they looked at him with strange eyes, daring to talk to Mr. Giving Sword like this, this temper is really tough.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's okay, you just pay attention to protecting yourself." ”

"Please!" Ye Qingguan stood there with a tall body, holding a sword behind his back with his right hand, and making a gesture of invitation with his left hand.

Seeing him like this, Xu Qing's heart also felt a little angry, did he really think that he could be so proud if he had some ability?

"The Hanhai Sea is boundless, it can accommodate hundreds of rivers, this is the first layer of the realm of ten waves, be careful!" Xu Qing opened his mouth and said, the wooden sword in his hand stabbed out, the momentum was violent, and the sword qi was surging, as if the river had burst its embankment, surging towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan's face was expressionless, and the wind sword technique was cast, and the wind suddenly rose, causing the river to set off stormy waves, which seemed to fuel Xu Qing's sword momentum and became more violent and turbulent.

Immediately after that, his sword momentum changed, and the spirit rhino was resolutely exerted, so wonderful that it was extremely wonderful, and the sword move was dexterous, only lightly picked, but there was a thousand catties of strength, and the sword momentum with the waves was turned around by him and rushed towards Xu Qing himself.

Xu Qing was taken aback, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect Ye Qingguan's swordsmanship to be so superb, whether it was the mastery of strength or the application of sword moves, it was extremely exquisite.

The others were also surprised, and their minds turned, but they didn't expect Ye Qingguan to be really ruthless at all, and he dared to do something to Mr.

Xu Qing's sword moves changed, and the sword momentum was surging, as if a heavy wave was set off, annihilating the waves that rolled in, and then swept towards Ye Qingguan with an even more majestic momentum.

"This is a hundred waves, one on top of the other, after a hundred waves, the sea is immeasurable, enough to destroy all obstacles!" Xu Qing said, but his subordinates did not spare the slightest hand, although there was no internal force fluctuation, but the strength of the sword was still like a stormy wave, surging.

Ye Qingguan's eyes were cold, he really thought he was a gentleman, so he didn't dare to do it?

He suddenly put away the wooden sword, put it behind his back, and his momentum was completely restricted, looking at the surging sword momentum, like a reef in the Han Sea, regardless of the turbulent waves, he was still as steady as a rock.

Xu Qing's eyes flashed, looking at Ye Qingguan's suddenly restrictive momentum, I don't know what he was thinking?

The others were also puzzled, they didn't know what Ye Qingguan meant, could it be that he had admitted defeat? After all, Xu Qing was Mr. Sword, and it was impossible for him to really be a killer, he probably wanted to brake with static, so that Xu Qing's sword momentum would not be attacked.

Xu Ziling smiled happily, as if he had seen the scene of Ye Qingguan being beaten down by his uncle, An Lan Xuanyu held his hand, looking very nervous.

"Don't worry, that guy is building up sword momentum. Jin Bodhisattva said in An Lanxuan's ear, and his gaze at Ye Qingguan was also a little strange.

When Xu Qing's sword momentum swept in front of him, Ye Qingguan suddenly drew his sword!

Sonorous!

An abrupt sword roar, like a silver bottle bursting out, water slurry burst out, obviously a wooden sword, but at this time it made the sound of gold and iron hunting, piercing the golden cracked stone, a condensed to the extreme sword light flew out, it seemed to break the boundary between heaven and earth, and rushed into the waves with an extremely strong attitude.

Draw the sword!

Accumulation of a thousand momentum, sent between the snap of a finger, this is a sword that must be killed, although there is only a simple style, but it contains the spirit of the person who came out of the sword, do not draw the sword, once the sword is drawn, that is the moment of life and death, do not leave the opponent a chance to draw the sword.

Thousands of armies are changing, the momentum is like a bamboo, a major wave is broken, and that sword light seems to have become the eternity of heaven and earth, condensing Ye Qingguan's invincible belief, moving forward, and vowing not to give up if he does not kill the enemy.

Xu Qing was shocked in his heart, watching that sword light flying in, he felt that he couldn't hide no matter how he did, faintly, he seemed to see Ye Qingguan's eyes, as cold as a knife, which made him feel cold in his heart.

The hundred waves were slashed open, and he tried to draw his sword again, but a light and shadow flew and stopped at his throat, and a tingling pain came from his skin.

"The sword has no eyes, sir, offended. Ye Qingguan stood in front of Xu Qing, holding a wooden sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat, indescribably arrogant and presumptuous.

Xu Ziling's face turned blue at this time, his fists clenched, and he almost couldn't believe the scene in front of him, the pillar of the clan, the little uncle with the highest swordsmanship, was defeated?

This made the confidence in his heart collapse in an instant, and it was unbelievable.

An Lanxuan looked at the arrogant and arrogant figure, his heart was budding, and his eyes were rippling.

The golden bodhisattva pursed his mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It will stink." ”

The atmosphere in the Sword Trial Hall became extremely weird, and the eyes of many people looking at Ye Qingguan changed, those students who came to study needless to say, they only felt that this person was too rude, and he dared to point his sword at Mr., while those who had strange thoughts felt that it was very troublesome, and it seemed that there was another big enemy.

Ye Qingguan looked at Xu Qing calmly, and after a while, he put away the wooden sword and quietly walked to the side.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Xu Qing's forehead.