"Do you know anything about swords?"

Ji Fan shook his head. Although he has a sword from antiquity, he knows nothing about all kinds of swords.

"I've got a sword that's enough!"

Xiao Jian waved his hand, "One is not enough, you need to prepare more." ”

Ji Fan looked puzzled, wondering if the Ten Thousand Swords Sect encouraged fighting in private, so he used his sword in particular.

Xiao Jian coughed dryly, and said, "The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are not in the public martial arts arena, and it is forbidden to fight in private. But our Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a Dao skill that requires sacrificial swords to practice. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Jian took out an iron sword from the storage bag. This sword cannot be blessed with spiritual power, and can only be used by ordinary people.

Ji Fan just stared at Xiao Jian's movements. I saw him shout softly, flipped over with one hand and pinched a few handprints, and the iron sword actually floated.

With a "boom", the iron sword was wrapped in raging flames, and the surrounding temperature rose all at once.

Ji Fan couldn't see why, although the process was very similar to a sword-forging process. But how could Xiao Jian spend spiritual power to show him this kind of bells and whistles sword casting process?

"Try my trick!" Xiao Jian shouted, pushing the "Fire Sword" over.

Ji Fan's face turned pale, and with his fingers, a sword light swung out, colliding with the fire sword.

Sparks splashed, sword light and fire light complemented each other. However, this is not a performance scene, and the ground between the two is blown out of a large crater by the flames.

Ji Fan felt a slight regret in his heart, this method of using a sword was the first time he had seen it. Xiao Jian used an iron sword to pinch out a few handprints with spiritual power, and he was able to burst out with such a powerful attack.

"I'm only using the lowest level of iron sword, and the higher the level of the sword, the higher the damage of the burst. Xiao Jian glanced at the blackened pits on the ground and said with a smile.

"This method is very powerful, why haven't I seen you use it before?" Ji Fan wondered.

"It's too much of a sword, and I don't like this kind of sword technique. The most important reason is poverty, how can there be so many swords to sacrifice! But this method is especially useful when escaping for your life, quickly pinching the trick, and sacrificing more than a dozen flying swords behind you at a time, the effect is very good!" Xiao Jian said helplessly.

"The new disciples who are not high in strength are suitable, as long as they have enough iron swords in their hands, they can exert combat power beyond their own strength!" Ji Fan pondered for a moment and said with a smile.

"That's right, the new disciples are very enthusiastic about this method, and practicing this sword sacrifice sword technique will deepen their understanding of sword intent. There are many disciples who will gain an advanced sword intent in the process of sacrificing swords!" Xiao Jian explained.

"Looks like I'm going to have some more iron swords. Ji Fan was interested in this method of sacrificing the sword, and he was also very curious about Xiao Jian's handprint. And the flame that was born out of thin air also seemed to contain the infinite avenue.

"Senior brother, we can go!" Ling Fei had already brought his things at this time and came to Xiao Jian's side. "This pit...... Senior brother, show Senior Brother Ji Fan the method of sacrificing the sword?"

Ji Fan nodded.

"Senior Brother Ji Fan, don't listen to him, it's all a sideshow. The most important thing is one's own cultivation, no matter how high the sword intent is, it will also be limited by one's own cultivation. Learning the method of sacrificing the sword, you will become stronger in a short time, but the road will become narrower and narrower!" Seeing that Ji Fan was interested in this method of sacrificing the sword, Yan Mo persuaded him earnestly.

Ji Fan glanced at Xiao Jian, and then looked at the little senior sister who was preaching to him seriously. Finally, he nodded. Xiao Jian is an old fritter, he can completely ignore his opinion and choose to take care of Ling Fei's side.

Xiao Jian didn't say much, the sacrificial sword itself did have a taste of tricks, and it was normal for Ling Fei to have opinions. However, everything depends on Ji Fan's own choice.

"Okay, Lingfei, you take some people to buy swords. The others follow me to buy some supplies that the new disciples need!Ji Fan, you follow Ling Fei to buy a few cheap iron swords!" Xiao Jian clapped his hands and assigned the task.

Ling Fei agreed and glanced at the junior brothers. But everyone whose eyes swept towards him moved towards Xiao Jian without moving.

"What do you mean, are you unwilling to join me?" Ling Fei picked up a little senior brother with a thinner body.

"Division...... Senior sister, senior brother thinks that the heavy work of moving things or something may be more suitable for me!"

Ling Fei stared at him for a while, and it wasn't until the other party turned her head that she let go of her hand, "There are storage bags, so why don't you carry anything! I'm with Senior Brother Ji Fan!"

The little brother ran to Xiao Jian's side as if he had escaped. And just like that, the task is assigned. Although Xiao Jian was a little helpless, he didn't stop it.

All the senior brothers are scared of this naughty and funny little junior sister, and if they have a choice, they are naturally reluctant to be with the little junior sister.

"Hmph, you all wait for me! When I look at the big competition of the sect, I don't want to teach you a good lesson!"

Before Ling Fei left, she didn't forget to put down the cruel words to the senior brothers. But the few junior brothers were not afraid at all, and they were even looking forward to it.

"Little Senior Sister, I don't think they are afraid of your cruel words!" Ji Fan and Ling Fei marched side by side.

"......Ahh Every time I met them, they would put a little water, and then I would throw in the towel. So that I won't be punished by the master......"

Ling Fei paused suddenly, turned her head and looked at Ji Fan, "Hey, I'm a senior sister, how could I tell you such a thing...... I'm fooled!"

"This ...... It's not that I haven't become a disciple of the sect yet! I can't be called your junior disciple!" Ji Fan didn't expect that Ling Fei's thinking was quite thorough, and for a while, he didn't expect a better answer.

But in the next moment, Ling Fei was not worthy of Ji Fan's admiration.

"Don't say it, there's some truth to what you're saying. I haven't become your senior sister yet......" Ling Fei lowered her head and muttered.

Ji Fan saw her seriously thinking about it, and felt a little funny in his heart. But he also has some contempt for his behavior of bullying the little girl.

But there is no way! The two worlds are human, and they have the advantage no matter what!

The two of them came to the east of the city and ran between the shops.

In the free trading area, bartering or spending spirit crystals are all possible. As long as what you pull out is appealing enough.

Ji Fan was about to step into a shop, but Ling Fei, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around, grabbed his arm, and hid behind Ji Fan with a dexterous turn.

"How did you meet this guy!"

Ji Fan felt that the corners of his clothes were being pulled, and then he heard Ling Fei's voice. Ji Fan looked up, and a short and fat guy walked down the wooden ladder on the second floor with a group of people.

"Ji Fan, let's quickly change a store, this is the guy chasing me. This time, the senior brothers are not around, and if the two of us are on the stall, we won't be able to leave. ”

Ji Fan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, and stepped back with Ling Fei's rhythm. He is not afraid of things, but more is better than less.

But Ji Fan's posture is not much different from Ling Fei's, and Ling Fei is wearing a bright red robe, which is particularly easy to find when a corner is exposed.

"Boy, you stop!" the majestic voice came from the short and fat man's chest, full of energy.