The long-lost warm sun rose, dispelling the cold hovering on the earth, and it was only for a while, and ten thousand rays of light shone brightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Crackling"

Ning Caichen got up, moved his muscles and bones, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, the true qi in his body was running, and a faint purple qi was swallowed into his abdomen.

"Brush!"

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and his footsteps were pointed, like a dexterous swallow, flying out and landing on the ground outside the broken house.

The long sword stabbed out, and in an instant, several sword lights appeared in front of him, the cold light flickered, and the three-foot iron sword turned into a dense sword shadow, enveloping him.

A line of sword pose

Breeze caress the clouds

Five Elements Swordsmanship

......

One set of swordsmanship after another came out of his hand, although they were all ordinary moves, but they could not be underestimated, and the sword wind overflowed, shaking up droplets of water and hitting the surrounding grass and trees.

As his sword light flickered, the true qi in his body also circulated along Xiao Zhoutian, slowly growing, and slammed towards the sevenfold barrier of the day after tomorrow.

"Whew"

His face was expressionless, his white robe rattled, his body moved with the sword, circulating in the square space, and the true qi in his body became more and more, winding around the sword body, turning into a sharp sword qi, although it was only an inch, it slashed the air.

The light shines, the sword shadow is like flowing water, and under this morning sun, snowflakes fly.

"Huhuhuhu"

Suddenly, a stronger momentum rose from the top of Ning Caichen's head, a trace of hot air hovered three feet above his head, a few drops of sweat hung on his forehead, and then on his sword, the internal force surged, and he swung out violently, and the sword qi slashed out three zhang away, stirring up countless splashes, and cutting the ground into a ravine.

"Bang Dang"

The long sword was put into the sheath, the internal force dissipated, and a few wisps of joy flashed on his face, and after all, he still broke through to the seventh level of the day after tomorrow.

"Boy, there was such a big commotion in the morning, and I didn't let people rest!"

At this time, a lazy voice came from the dilapidated house behind him, and he looked back, and at some point, Yan Chixia had actually gotten up.

"Uh, senior, why did you come out?" Ning Caichen said respectfully.

Yan Chixia waved her hand and said, "It's not that your kid made too much noise and woke me up, but then again, your swordsmanship is not bad!

A trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, this kid he met by chance used more than a dozen swordsmanship in a row, and each swordsmanship was well understood, although it was just some big road goods, but there must be a high finger, otherwise it would be impossible to be good at everything.

These big road swordsmanship belong to many different sects, where can ordinary people get them.

"Hey, hey"

Ning Caichen touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and only spoke after half a sound: "I once met a master before, and he taught me these swordsmanship!"

"Boy, is that master as good as me?" Yan Chixia took a big sip of wine and joked with a smile.

He had already seen that this kid was a chick who had just stepped into the rivers and lakes, and he had not yet experienced ups and downs, which made Yan Chixia, who was accustomed to seeing evil in the world, feel good in his heart.

"Hmph, my eldest brother is a peerless swordsman, you are definitely not as powerful as him!"

In Ning Caichen's heart, his eldest brother is invincible, even the bearded man in front of him cannot be more powerful than him.

Yan Chixia's beard shook, her tiger eyes widened, and she said viciously: "What kind of bullshit brother are you, how can you be as powerful as Lao Tzu, you go and inquire, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know the name of Lao Tzu Yan Chixia!"

"Brag, don't you still call yourself the number one swordsman in the world?" Ning Caichen's eyes showed disdain.

"Even if Lao Tzu is not the number one swordsman in the world, he can still be ranked in the top ten in the world!" Yan Chixia's face flushed, and she secretly scolded Xiahou Swordsman in her heart for being a fool, otherwise how could he be despised by an acquired martial artist as a god-transforming monk.

"My eldest brother's sword path is unparalleled in the world, and even ghosts and gods can be killed, can you?"

Ning Caichen argued.

"It seems that you don't know how powerful this seat is!" Yan Chixia snorted coldly, stretched out her right hand, and pointed into a sword, and instantly a sword aura suddenly rose, and then the sword light skyrocketed, straight into the air, the incomparable edge spread everywhere, the right hand slashed, and the sword light slashed straight down towards the ground, as if the sky was falling apart, and a hundred-zhang long crack was born, which was terrifying.

Ning Caichen on the side took a big breath of cool air, his eyes were full of horror, as if a long sword was hanging in his heart.

Yan Chixia glanced at him with satisfaction and said, "Now you know how good I am!"

"Boom!

"It's amazing, but it's still not as good as my big brother!"

"Why are you so stubborn!"

"Do you want to learn this trick?" There is really no way, Yan Chixia can only use sword moves to seduce the kid in front of her?

Ning Caichen nodded, and there was considerable longing in his eyes.

"Hehe, as long as you say that I'm better than your eldest brother, I'll teach you this trick, how about it, boy, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again!

Think about it, learn Lao Tzu's trick, go sideways, and in the future, you go out and say that it is my Yan Chixia's apprentice, and no one dares to provoke you!"

"Then I still won't learn!" Ning Caichen shook his head.

"I'm!"

Yan Chixia was so violent that her lungs were about to explode, this time she came to Qingzhou, first met the stupid hat of Xiahou Swordsman, and then met such a stupid boy.

"Uh, what are you going to do?"

Suddenly, Ning Caichen found himself imprisoned by a powerful force and couldn't move at all.

"This bearded man doesn't want to kill me, it's over!" he lamented in his heart, he died before he left the school, and he hung up like this before he saw the rivers and lakes, which was too unlucky.

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu won't kill you!"

Yan Chixia pointed at his forehead, then turned around and raised the sword light, straight into the sky, turning into a streamer and flying into the distance.

"Haha, boy, I see that you are pleasing to the eye, pass you a trick, and see you when you are fateful, then you will know that I will definitely be better than your eldest brother!"

The loud voice lingered in Ning Caichen's ears and could not be dispersed for a long time, and he suddenly found that he had something more in his mind.

Concentrate and calm the qi, the body and mind are one, the qi goes to the dantian, the eight veins are connected, the qi is gathered in the palm, and the qi is turned into a blade......

This is an obscure sword technique, extremely profound, much higher than his current swordsmanship, not a level.

He went straight back to the dilapidated house, did not leave, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and deduced the sword technique.

When it comes to talent, he is not bad, and his understanding is also good, so he deduces it quickly, and Yan Chixia has personally used this trick, and the two complement each other.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the stars rise suddenly, the glow fades, the dark clouds cover the sky again, the county town of Anyang is dim, the torrential rain falls suddenly, sweeping three hundred miles, the heavy rain curtain hits the ground, and the broken houses sway in the violent rain.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and a foot of puddles on the ground were about to overflow the steps and flood the ground.

"Boom!?

Ning Caichen, who was meditating, suddenly got up, quickly pinched out a sword trick with both hands, and the internal force gushed out, converging into his palm, and finally turned into a three-foot-long sword qi.

The sword qi was very unstable, gathering and dispersing from time to time, as if a gust of wind could cause it to collapse.

He clenched his teeth, and the internal force in the dantian kept pouring out, and he still maintained this sword qi after all.

Raising his hand and slashing out the three-foot sword qi, in an instant, this ruined house, which was already scrapped, was immediately torn apart, and was cut in half along with a large stone behind the house, which could almost be compared with the blow of a beginner master, not inferior.

It's just that he didn't have time to be happy, and the pouring rain drenched him into a soup chicken, and his whole body was soaked. Hurriedly carrying the book basket, he quickly ran towards Chengzhong to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Yan Chixia taught him this trick is really good, a sword qi can be said to have few opponents below the congenital level, but with Ning Caichen's internal strength, he can only turn into three sword qi in a short period of time.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The raindrops kept lapping the ground, and his figure grew farther and farther away, more and more blurred, until finally disappeared into the rain.

In the opposite direction, at Anyang Winery, Yan Chixia walked in, and the surrounding guards did not dare to stop her, and the owner of the winery was also laughing on the side, entertaining Yan Chixia with a flattering look in her eyes.

"Sure enough, it's still delicious!"

He picked up his glass, a mellow aroma into his nose, intoxicating, and then drank it all.

"Master, have you found the hiding place of the demon?"

"Lord Yan, I've found it!" said the winery owner with his fists in his fists.

"Okay, take me there!"

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the long sword behind his back trembled, and he jumped up, and the wind carried the fish, straight to the sky.