After saying this, Meng Yu felt a lot happier, and even after saying these words, Meng Yu felt that his sense of belonging to the family was stronger, and his previous fear was also suppressed by his words, and when he raised his head, Meng Xian smiled and said, "You asked me just now, are the children of the side line not qualified to cultivate?"

"I didn't answer you because I could see that you didn't know what the purpose of your cultivation was, but now you seem to know. ”

Looking at Mengxian's smile, Mengyu's eyes also lit up, listening to Mengxian's words, it seemed that his cultivation was very funny, but at this time, a murderous aura shrouded him, and the cold murderous aura was incompatible with the coldness between heaven and earth, a kind of coldness that came from the heart and soul.

"Guardian Dreamer?"

"Ridiculous. ”

Han Song walked in front of Meng Yu, looking at Meng Yu, who was not even ten years old, as if he was looking at a clown who jumped off the beam, and felt that it was just a child talking about dreams, and immediately sneered: "I will let you know that your dream is something that only a living person can do, and you are about to become a dead person, I will let you know that the so-called dream family you want to protect, the so-called people of your clan, including your family's young lady Meng Xian, have no ability to save you!"

Meng Yu staggered back two steps, a slight trepidation in his eyes.

Han Song raised his hand, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and a breath of true qi came from the palm of his hand, although the power of this palm is not strong, but if it is really shot, it is enough to smash Meng Yu's head like a watermelon, and when this palm is punched out, Meng Yu closed his eyes tightly, he also knows that there is indeed no one present who can protect him, although Meng Xian is a genius of the Meng family, but everyone knows that Meng Xian's dantian is abolished, and now he is just an ordinary person, this Han Song is a sevenfold powerhouse in the Ning Yuan Realm, how can Meng Xian save himself？

"Whew!"

At this moment, a sword light struck!

This sword light seemed to come from the other side of time and space, and even the snow falling from the sky didn't seem to feel the arrival of this sword light, it was still fluttering and falling, but in this white snow, there was a touch of purple and red color, and then an arm flew up, accompanied by Han Song's screams, such a scene naturally caused a sensation, and many people around saw that Han Song of the Han family was actually cut off an arm.

The scene was suddenly a sensation!

"It's a fight!"

"The Han family and the Dream family!"

There was a commotion, Han Song's whole person took several steps back, blood stained his clothes red, and those big men hurriedly rushed up to help Han Song.

"Young Master, how are you!"

Several big men hurriedly surrounded Han Song, Han Song was very shocked at the moment, he was a sevenfold martial artist in the Ning Yuan Realm, even if he was a martial artist at the peak of the Ning Yuan Realm, it was impossible for him to suffer such a big loss with just such a sword, could it be that a few old guys from the Dream Family made a move? If the old guy from the Dream Family made a move, it would be easier to cause a fight, and there would be a legitimate excuse to destroy the Dream Family at that time, but the moment he raised his head, Han Song was stunned.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't drop that palm, and he felt that the wind around him seemed to be a little lighter, and Han Song's screams just now let Meng Yu know that something else must have happened, Meng Yu slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly saw that there was a young man in golden clothes standing there in front of him, and the wind and snow blew near him and made a detour, this person's breath was heavy, holding a sword in his right hand, but the sleeve on his left side was empty.

Meng Yu was stunned, and suddenly remembered someone.

"Meng Fengyi!"

Han Song exclaimed, his face was full of horror, from Meng Fengyi's body, Han Song felt a breath like the sea, with the sword just now, Han Song could definitely say that Meng Fengyi had stepped into the sea realm!

"Get out of here, or die. ”

Meng Fengyi said lightly.

"Very good, you can do it!" Han Song looked at Meng Fengyi deadly, and then at Meng Xian, he knew that even if he didn't leave today, he wouldn't be able to get any advantage at all, and at the same time, he had to pass on the news of Meng Fengyi's becoming a martial artist in the Canghai Realm to the family, so he simply took someone and left.

"Are you okay?" Meng Fengyi looked at Meng Xian, Meng Xian shook her head, Meng Xian knew that Meng Fengyi was secretly protecting her, so she was so unscrupulous to test Meng Yu's determination, Meng Xian turned her head to look at Meng Yu and said: "It is indeed the rule of the Meng family that the side disciples have no way to cultivate higher martial arts, and this cannot be changed." ”

As soon as these words came out, Meng Yu's expression dimmed again, and the glimmer of hope that had just been ignited was also shattered.

"But. ”

With a gentle smile on her face, Mengxian said, "But if someone is willing to take you as an apprentice, it may not be impossible to teach you some advanced martial arts." ”

"Take me as an apprentice?"

Meng Yu was stunned, and even Meng Fengyi was stunned, looking at Meng Xian in some surprise.

Mengxian gave Mengyu a look at Mengfengyi, Mengyu immediately understood, Mengxian hurriedly said: "Mengyu, among the masters of our Mengjia young generation, who is the person you admire the most?"

Meng Yu looked at Meng Fengyi, and her eyes shone brightly.

Meng Fengyi also looked at Meng Yu, and saw Meng Yu's admiring gaze with a little headache, but since Meng Xian had spoken, Meng Fengyi couldn't refuse.

"The master of the young generation of dreamers, the ...... I admire the most is naturally"

"Xiao Zijin!"

Mengyu said excitedly!

The cold wind blew, and Meng Fengyi seemed to become an ice sculpture in the snow.

"Ahh

A loud sneeze came over a mountain peak.

At this moment, at the top of a towering mountain peak, Xiao Zijin was standing there, looking up at the sword wall containing dignified sword intent!

The powerful sword intent emanated between the heavens and the earth, and the entire sky seemed to be reverberating with the sound of the sword, and even the surrounding wind and snow were avoided, and the surrounding clouds and mist were shrouded, quite a fairyland, Xiao Zijin felt the sword intent rushing to her face, with a satisfied smile on her face, and the zuihou sword wall of the Heng Sword Sect gave Xiao Zijin too much shock!

Xiao Zijin's sword heart showed signs of fusion as early as a month ago!

It has been more than three months since he came out of the Fengqing Sword Sect and now is a sword sect, and at this time, there was a faint sword light from nearby, and the stirring storm was everywhere, Xiao Zijin looked around, but saw a man in red practicing his sword in the wind and clouds, and each knife contained a groundbreaking momentum!

Open and close, the wind and clouds are reversed, and a knife soars into the sky, like an axe opening a mountain!

"Good knife technique!"

Xiao Zijin couldn't help but admire.

“haha！”

The thunder was rolling, and this person came out of the clouds, but it was none other than Wu Xiaoyun!