There were waves in the sea of Wufu, and huge waves were rolling like mountains and seas.

Suddenly, air hoods appeared in the endless sea of Wufu, covering the surface of the sea.

Eastern Tang Ancestor, Bai Yan, Tang Lord, Zeng Heng, and the two Eastern Tang Dynasty real people were covered by an air hood, and they were fixed in the air hood as if they were frozen.

Time and space seemed to freeze, and the six people in the air shield sometimes laughed wildly, sometimes cried sadly, as if they had fallen into a huge illusion and could not extricate themselves.

Bai Yan only felt that an air mask was covering him, and a vast force pulled him into a strange space, he seemed to take a nap, and when he woke up again, he forgot everything.

Bai Yan found out that he was a teenager in Jicheng of Lu Kingdom, and he vaguely remembered how he used to be a monk, but now he has become a powerless child.

By a small lake, the twelve-year-old boy Bai Yan was beating his clothes with a wooden stick, he only remembered that he was a child of the Wang family, and his mother was responsible for washing the clothes for the Wang family, in order to reduce his mother's burden, he would come to the lake to wash clothes at night.

Bai Yan held a wooden stick and beat his clothes, sweat ran down his cheeks like rain, his face was full of smiles, and he said to himself: "I will wash all the clothes that should be washed today, so that my mother will not have to work hard tomorrow and can concentrate on taking care of my younger brother who is less than one year old at home." ”

Bai Yan put the washed clothes into the big wooden basin beside him one by one, and suddenly felt that his body was cold, and his mind was confused for a moment, as if he remembered something, and after a while, everything returned to normal, he didn't care, he only thought that he was too tired, so he would have the abnormality just now, and he ran towards the small courtyard where he lived with the wooden basin full of clothes on his head.

Bai Yan came to the small courtyard, wrung his clothes into the water, put them on the hemp rope, finished all this, and then washed his face with a basin of water.

Under the moonlight, the young man's appearance is very ordinary, but the eyes are different, wrinkled and shining, he looked towards his parents' room, found that his parents had fallen asleep, he tiptoed past his parents' room, came to his room, gently pushed open the wooden door, entered the room, closed the door, and was about to take off his clothes and pants, but was surprised to find that there was a gourd hanging from his waist, and there was an ancient book in his clothes.

"What's going on?" Bai Yan wondered in his heart, took off the gourd on his waist, took out the ancient book in his clothes, and carefully checked it, and saw that the ancient book had three ancient characters written on it, and the two ancient characters "Three Realms" were engraved on the bottom of the gourd.

"Could it be that this ancient book is a martial arts cheat book that often appears in the biography of rangers. Bai Yan became excited, put the Three Realms gourd aside, stared at the longevity recipe, opened the first page, and found that there were esoteric ancient characters written on it, and complained: "Which damn old master actually used ancient Chinese to write martial arts cheats, and Lao Tzu didn't even know a word." ”

Strange things happened, Bai Yan looked at the first page of the text on the elixir, and actually had a sense of déjà vu, and instantly had a kind of understanding, and there were words circling in his mind, and he shouted in surprise: "That's the secret of longevity, it's really the secret of martial arts, well, I picked up the treasure, I didn't expect to go to the lake to wash my clothes, and got the precious secret, it was God who favored my king... , no, Bai Yan. ”

He meditated cross-legged and cultivated according to the method above the longevity formula, but he was never able to get started, but he still continued to cultivate over and over again.

Cultivating until late at night, Bai Yan's body was crooked and he fell asleep, his body gradually resembled a turtle lying on the bed, and the breath slowly flowed along his meridians.

Bai Yan, who was asleep, didn't know that his body had automatically cultivated, and the first qi had already formed in his body.

The recipe for longevity is broad and profound, and it is the first method of ancient times, but the cultivation method is very weird, and it can only be cultivated after entering a dormant state.

Bai Yan entered a dormant state when he slept, and only then did he cultivate the secret of longevity on his own, and more and more qi was bred in his dantian, first trickling, then it became a long river, and finally turned into a vast sea, when the qi in the dantian swelled, the qi rushed out of the dantian and dispersed into the meridians of the whole body, refining the meridians.

Qi comes out of the dantian, and then disperses into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, various meridians, and so on.

Two hours later, a thin layer of qi flowed from Bai Yan's body, which overflowed from his pores and then flowed on his skin.

If others saw the qi overflowing from Bai Yan's body, they would be very surprised, only a first-level qi educer could make the skin overflow with qi, could it be that Bai Yan had been promoted to a first-level qi educer in just two hours of cultivation?

It takes at least ten or eight years for an ordinary person to be promoted to a first-level qi inducer, but Bai Yan was promoted from an ordinary person to a first-class qi inducer in only two hours, which cannot but say the wonder of the ancient first method of longevity.

Two more hours later, when the sky was about to lighten, Bai Yan's cultivation posture changed, and his body slowly rose, crawling in the space of the room in the posture of a divine turtle.

It wasn't until the third pole of the sun that Bai Yan woke up from his cultivation, and found that he was clear and clear-eyed, his body was light, and he was still kept in the dark, in fact, he had practiced all night last night.

Bai Yan put on his shirt and pants, pushed open the door, and smiled at his mother and sisters playing in the courtyard.

Bai Yan's family of seven, his father does some chores in the Wang family, his mother washes clothes for the Wang family, and there are three younger sisters and a younger brother.

"Xian'er, hurry up and go to the kitchen and eat breakfast. Mother knew that you were tired last night, so she didn't wake you up, your father had already gone to work after breakfast, and my sisters had also eaten, so you were left. Mother hugged Bai Yan's little brother and said to Bai Yan kindly.

Bai Yan was very puzzled, remembering that his name was Bai Yan, how could he be called Xian'er now?

"Got it, mother. Bai Yan came to the kitchen to eat breakfast, sat on a wooden chair in the courtyard, and watched his sisters play.

Bai Yan looked at his sisters wearing clothes with patches, and his heart was sour, the house they lived in, the food, and the food were all obtained by his father's odd jobs in the Wang family, and his mother's pulp washing clothes, but he couldn't help the family, because he was only twelve years old, and he couldn't work yet, and he could only make money by his own strength when he was fifteen years old.

The law of Lu has strict requirements for migrant workers, and children under the age of fifteen are strictly prohibited from working, such a law was originally to protect young people, but for Bai Yan, this is a trouble, although he is a member of the Wang family, but he has no power and powerless, barely able to eat, no money to go to private school, except for working at home.

Bai Yan looked at the impoverished family and wanted to contribute to the family, but he couldn't resist on his shoulders, couldn't lift his hands, couldn't engage in manual work, couldn't write or write, and couldn't engage in work such as transcription, so he was very anxious in his heart.

Bai Yan took out the Three Realms gourd on his waist and went to the kitchen to fill the water, but was surprised to find that the Three Realms gourd could not be filled at all, as if it was hidden inside, and the space was infinite, at this moment, he realized that the Three Realms gourd was a treasure.

Bai Yan played with the Three Realms gourd repeatedly, but did not find any magic in the appearance of the Three Realms gourd, and took a sip of the water in the Three Realms gourd, and immediately found that what he drank was not clear water, but Xianlu Qiong liquid.

In fact, when the clear water is poured into the gourd of the Three Realms, it is the spiritual spring water, which is the spring water that the monks dream of using for cultivation.

Bai Yan didn't know the value of the spiritual spring water, if he took a pot of spiritual spring water out to sell, it would be enough for him to buy a big mansion, he simply thought that the water brewed by the gourd of the Three Realms was better than the water quality, and drank it happily, and then put all the water in the jar in the kitchen into the gourd of the Three Realms, waited for a while, and then poured the water in the gourd of the Three Realms into the water tank, because the water quality became better after the gourd of the Three Realms.

Knowing that the spring water brewed by the Three Realms Gourd with clear water is of better quality than clear water, Bai Yan fills a large amount of clear water into the Three Realms Gourd every night, and then uses the spiritual spring water brewed from the Three Realms Gourd to cook, drink, and even use it to bathe and wash his face.

If the monk knew that Bai Yan's family used spiritual spring water to bathe, it was estimated that they would be so angry that they would vomit blood, and even Taishan Beidou in the cultivation realm would not have the luxury of bathing with spiritual spring water.

A month passed like this, and Bai Yan now understood that after he slept every night, he entered cultivation, so once he had nothing to do, he would go back to his room to sleep, enter a dormant state, and his body would cultivate on its own.

Bai Yan's family of seven used spiritual spring water to cook, drink, bathe, and wash their faces, and soon, the wrinkles on his parents' faces became less and less, the skin of his younger sisters became fairer, and he himself was even lighter, all thanks to the spiritual spring water brewed by the gourd of the Three Realms.

Bai Yan came to the lake with a wooden basin as usual, beating his clothes with a wooden stick and scrubbing them clean.

"Xian! I haven't seen you for a month, and my brother has found that you are more calm and more restrained, not bad, not bad. Wang Dachuan came to the lake with a smile and made a grimace at Bai Yan.

Wang Dachuan is one year older than Bai Yan, he usually likes to think of himself as a brother, he usually walks closer to Bai Yan, and the two often play together from childhood to adulthood, but in the past month, Bai Yan has been obsessed with cultivation and has not interacted with Wang Dachuan.

"Okawa, it's been a long time. My mother is busy taking care of my younger brother, and I am sorry that I have not had time to play with you recently. Bai Yan smiled apologetically at Wang Dachuan, he had been a little alienated from this childhood friend recently.

"My own brother, when you say this, you will see the outside. Wang Dachuan still looked smiling, "By the way, Xian, the head of the family is full of daughters, and the family is going to hold a wedding banquet." Now the steward is looking for someone to do odd jobs and be responsible for serving food, I have already signed up, you should sign up quickly, it is said that one or two pieces of silver will be issued. ”

After that, Wang Dachuan jumped out of the lake like a monkey and went to do his own business.

One or two pieces of silver is already a lot of money for Bai Yan, he put his clothes in a wooden basin, and came to the kitchen of the Wang family with a wooden basin on his head, and when he saw the steward, he asked with a smile: "Steward, do you still need a small worker to deliver food for the dinner?"

The fat steward glanced at Bai Yan and said, "There are enough people who pass the dishes, and there are two small workers who pass the soup, but the requirements for passing the soup are much stricter than those for passing the dishes, and the hands and feet must be steady." ”

Obviously, the steward was not optimistic about Bai Yan, thinking that Bai Yan was not qualified for the work of passing the soup, so he dealt with it casually, and was busy directing the cooks to cut vegetables.

Bai Yan put down the wooden basin above his head, saw a huge dish in the basin next to him, hurriedly scooped up the saucer, filled it with a saucer of water, held the dish with both hands steadily, and raised it to the steward: "Steward, do you think this is okay?"

Bai Yan's hand holding the plate was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't even splash out a little water when he lifted it.

The steward looked at it and said, "Yes, your hand is stable enough, you can take two steps and try." ”

Bai Yan took two steps, and his pace was steady.

The steward said satisfiedly: "Okay, the work of passing the fish soup tonight will be handed over to you, come early in the evening." ”

"Okay, thank you, steward. Bai Yan thanked the steward, returned home with a wooden basin on his head, and put his clothes on a rope to dry.

Thinking that he would be able to receive a tael of silver after passing the soup in the evening, Bai Yan was still excited, and he sat cross-legged on the ground in the other courtyard, waiting for it to get dark.

At dusk, the Wang family is full of lights, and it is very lively.

Bai Yan came to the kitchen and saw the teenagers walking towards the banquet hall with the dishes, standing solemnly aside, waiting for the fish soup to be delivered.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded in the banquet hall, and the sound of staggered chips sounded, and it was obvious that the atmosphere of the banquet had reached a climax.

"Serve the fish soup. The steward shouted at Bai Yan, who was standing stunned on the side.

Bai Yan came to his senses, smiled at the steward, and walked towards the banquet hall with a plate of fish soup placed on the wooden table.

As soon as Bai Yan walked to the door of the banquet hall, he heard a steward say to him: "When you put the fish soup, put one dish on each table from top to bottom, from left to right. Remember, the head of the fish should be placed on the important person. ”

Bai Yan bowed, walked into the hall with steady steps, and walked straight towards the table where the head of the central family was sitting, put the fish soup in the center of the table, and the fish head was facing the head of the family.

The head of the house and the guests were drinking and having fun, and when they saw the fish soup coming up, they immediately picked up the delicious sea bass with their chopsticks.

"What a delicious sea bass. A rather dignified middle-aged man praised loudly, "It's better to let the little girl perform a flying sword stunt to cheer you up." ”

The majestic middle-aged man was the head of the Jicheng Zeng family, and he glanced at the pretty woman in a black leotard beside him.

The head of the Wang family smiled and said, "Okay, I invite my great-niece to show off her flying sword skills." ”

The guests echoed and applauded.

Zeng Ke'er got up slowly, glanced at Bai Yan, who was about to retreat, glanced at the guests, and said, "My flying sword stunt needs the cooperation of this little guy." ”

Bai Yan was stunned in his heart, hurriedly stopped, looked at Zeng Ke'er, and was immediately conquered by her peerless demeanor, thinking: "If I can marry such a woman as a daughter-in-law in the future, it will be worth dying." ”

Zeng Ke'er flicked his wrist and shot out a flying sword that shot straight at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan watched the flying sword flying, and subconsciously reached out and clamped the flying sword between his fingers.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked, they were not shocked by Zeng Ke'er's flying sword technique, but by Bai Yan's performance.

Zeng Ke'er's face changed, she didn't expect a small servant of the Wang family to have such cultivation, she was so angry that she stomped her feet, waved her wrists, and shot out seven flying swords one after another.

Bai Yan only had flying swords in his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, he looked at the trajectory of the flying sword, shot slowly, and grabbed the seven flying swords in his hand one by one.

Bai Yan's series of actions just now were all subconscious actions, not intentional on his part, and now even he was shocked that he was able to catch the eight flying swords that flew in.

"Who is this little guy, who has such superb swordsmanship. ”

"The Wang family is really a Sleeping Dragon and a Hidden Tiger, even a little guy is so powerful, he can reach out and catch the flying sword of the beloved daughter of the head of the Zeng family. ”

Zeng Ke'er heard the discussion of the guests, and felt ashamed, so he no longer hid his secrets, pulled out a flying sword from the sword box on his waist, held the flying sword in his jade fingers, and injected the true qi in his body into the flying sword, and suddenly, the flying sword emitted a dazzling white light.

Bai Yan looked at the dazzling flying sword, his face became solemn, he didn't know if he could take this flying sword full of true qi, and his palms were full of sweat.

With a whoosh, Zeng Ke'er waved his hand and shot out a flying sword, which turned into a ray of light and shot at Bai Yan's shoulder at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, without giving Bai Yan time to react at all.

The flying sword pierced the air and sent a whistling sound, which showed the speed of the disease.

Bai Yan raised his arm, and his fingers clamped the flying sword filled with true qi, and the flying sword was still buzzing.

Bai Yan didn't expect that he would so easily clamp the flying sword full of true qi, and smiled apologetically at Zeng Ke'er.

"Impossible, the flying sword I shot is full of true qi, even if the innate martial artist takes a lot of effort, you are a little guy, how can you take it easily." Zeng Ke'er said loudly, looking at Bai Yan with incredible eyes.

Bai Yan scratched his head, returned the flying sword to Zeng Ke'er, and retreated.

When everyone in the banquet hall saw Bai Yan retreat, they woke up like a dream and talked about it.

The head of the Wang family felt that his face was full of brilliance, and he was busy persuading the guests to drink.

Two cold glints flashed in the eyes of the head of the Zeng family, and he looked at Bai Yan's departing back and sneered.

Zeng Ke'er was stunned, she sat there in frustration, and what came to her mind was Bai Yan's action of catching the flying sword just now.

Hakuhiko brought plates of fish soup from the kitchen to the table in the banquet hall, completely ignoring the eager gazes of the guests.

Strange things happened, every time Bai Yan brought a plate of fish soup to the guests' table, the guests at that table got up one after another to salute, this kind of scene rarely happens, how can there be a guest invited by the head of the family to salute a small servant.

Bai Yan was not shocked, after serving the fish soup, he received a tael of silver from the manager, and walked out of here under the surprised eyes of the servants, and did not go home directly, but came to the empty Wang family's martial arts training ground.

Sitting under a big tree in the martial arts training ground, Bai Yan carefully recalled Zeng Ke'er's action of swinging his wrist and shooting a flying sword just now, and gestured with both hands.

In less than a cup of tea, Bai Yan had already figured out Zeng Ke'er's power and knack for swinging the flying sword, and his learning speed was amazing.

He plucked some branches, waved his hand and shot a branch, directly hitting the center of the target thousands of kilometers away, and shot ten branches in succession, each of which hit the bull's-eye, and none of them deviated from the bull's-eye.

"The technique of shooting flying swords is not difficult to learn. Bai Yan was very satisfied with the kung fu of his tea and secretly learned Zeng Ke'er's flying sword wielding technique, remembering the scene when Zeng Ke'er's true qi was injected into the flying sword, so he tried it himself, and injected the qi in his body into a branch.

With a bang, the branches were injected by Bai Yan's qi, and in an instant, they turned into shreds.

Bai Yan tried dozens of branches one after another, but as a result, he injected a handful of qi from his body into the branches, and the branches couldn't bear the qi and burst into pieces.

"These branches can't withstand the qi in my body, Zeng Ke'er injected the true qi into the flying sword, can only a weapon made of the material of the flying sword withstand the qi?" Bai Yan frowned, thought for a moment, his figure flashed, and ran towards the Wang family's blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop was closed, but there was a discarded axe and sword hanging in front of the blacksmith.

Bai Yan took the sheep by the hand, took away several swords, halberds and axes, and came to the martial arts training ground.

He tried the discarded long sword first, and injected the qi into the long sword in his body, and the long sword shattered into pieces with a ping-pong bang.

Then, he tried to inject the qi in his body into the knife, and the axe, and the knife, the axe all shattered.

Bai Yan was puzzled, so he had to stop trying to inject qi into the weapon, and looked up at the night, it was getting late, and it was time to go home and cultivate.

In fact, Bai Yan is now a first-level qi inducer, a monk, and the qi in his body is the qi of cultivation, which is different from Zeng Keer's qi, Zeng Ke'er is only a martial artist, and the true qi he has cannot be compared with the monk's qi of cultivating the truth.

The monk's cultivation qi can only be infused with magic weapons made of special materials, injected into ordinary weapons, objects, weapons, objects will explode immediately.

Bai Yan, a young man who became a monk by chance, still doesn't know that he is a monk, and simply thinks that the secret of immortality is just a secret book of martial arts, and what he cultivates is only martial arts.

When he returned to his courtyard, he was still startled by the lively scene at home.

It turned out that Bai Yan's performance at the night banquet let those people of the Wang family know that Bai Yan's future is limitless, and even those Wang family members who rarely move around have visited Bai Yan's family with gifts, and in the middle of the night, Bai Yan's family is still noisy.

As soon as Bai Yan entered the house, he was immediately surrounded by those uncles, aunts and aunts, and everyone did not hesitate to praise them, which made Bai Yan's face crimson.

Wang Dachuan and some teenagers directly shouted to worship Bai Yan as a teacher and learn skills.

Bai Yan's parents smiled from ear to ear, and those uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts were at home, and the second elder had never been so happy as tonight.

Bai Yan saw that his parents were so happy, and he didn't want to spoil the fun, so he led a group of teenagers to the martial arts training ground, and passed on the flying sword skills he learned from Zeng Ke'er to those teenagers, as for how much those teenagers could comprehend, it didn't matter to him.

Bai Yan's family made a noise for several days, and everyone's curiosity about Bai Yan gradually subsided, and Bai Yan's family lived an ordinary life again.

Bai Yan spent almost all of his time practicing, and the rest of the time was to help his mother wash clothes, take care of his younger siblings, and occasionally instruct those young men on sword shooting and sword catching skills.

Spring goes to autumn, in a flash, three years have passed, because Bai Yan's family has used spiritual spring water for drinking, cooking, laundry, and bathing for three years, and the family has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Bai Yan's father used to be able to carry objects of more than 100 catties, but now his shoulders can resist objects of 3 or 400 catties, and his strength is several times that of before.

Shirahiko's mother seems to be ten years younger, and her skin has regained its radiance.

Bai Yan's younger sisters have crystal clear skin, and they can easily climb a tree more than two meters high, and sometimes they can jump nearly two meters above the courtyard wall with all their might.

Even Bai Yan's three- and four-year-old younger brother can lift the grinding disc weighing 100 catties in the other courtyard, which cannot but be said to be a miracle.

Bai Yan's three years have become more calm, more restrained, and there is a bright light hidden under his simple appearance, he is like an eagle that is about to spread his wings and fly high.

Jicheng's ten-year ring competition kicked off, and the overwhelming documents were sprinkled all over Jicheng.

The ring competition is an old tradition in Jicheng, which attracts the samurai the most, and the martial artists are the chief champion of the tournament with a reward of 10,000 taels of silver.

The tournament will be held for a total of eight days, and one champion will be produced every day, with a reward of 1,000 taels of silver, and then eight champions generated every day will compete for the total champion.

Bai Yan got a document from his father, and when he saw the reward of 10,000 taels of silver on it, he was moved: "We only live in the Wang family's house, not our own, when our parents are old, we may be kicked out of the house, my parents have been saving money to go out and buy a house of their own, if I win this 10,000 taels of silver in the ring, we can buy a house." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Bai Yan decided to go to the ring and win 10,000 taels of silver, these days, he knew how strong his martial arts were, and he would definitely be more than capable of participating in the ring.

On the first day of the ring, as soon as the sky showed the white of the fish's belly, Bai Yan got up excitedly, drank a sip of spiritual spring water, and after his mother had made breakfast, he ran towards the Jicheng martial arts arena where the ring was located.

The ring is a ten-zhang long high platform, about one meter high, and it is surrounded by people watching the excitement.

Mr. Song, a martial arts master in Jicheng, first read out the rules in the ring, and then kicked off the ring match.

The first to come on the stage was a disciple of the Leopard Gate, who first took the stage to show off the Leopard Boxing, which attracted a thunderous applause from the people in the audience.

"Flower fist embroidered legs, watch my tiger claw skills tear your leopard fist. A disciple of the Tiger Gate swept into the ring with a light skill, and glared at the disciple of the Leopard Gate with fierce eyes.

The two signed a life and death certificate, one performed the leopard fist, and the other performed the tiger claw skill, fists and feet in the ring, and the fight was very fierce.

Bai Yan stayed in the crowd, watching the duel in the ring, and at a glance he could see at least ten flaws in the leopard fist and eight flaws in the tiger claw gong.

At the end of the duel, a disciple of the Tiger Sect knocked the disciple of the Leopard Sect out of the ring with a Tiger Yin Palm and won the first victory.

"Promise! Promise!" The disciple of the Tiger Sect clenched his fist at the disciple of the Leopard Gate, his face beaming with pride.

A graceful figure flew into the ring, she tied her hair with a red hairband, and a sword bag pinned to her waist, with twenty-one flying swords inserted in it, she was Zeng Keer, the third lady of the Zeng family.

Zeng Ke'er's bright eyes swept Bai Yan in the crowd, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Bai Yan, when I defeat the disciples of the Tiger Sect, I will force you to come to the stage to fight, and let you see my hard work in the past three years." ”

"This girl, looking at your delicate appearance, you still don't want to fight me, I will feel distressed if I accidentally hurt you. The Tiger Sect disciple grinned toothily at Zeng Ke'er.

Zeng Ke'er went straight to sign the life and death certificate, and when she heard the ridicule of the disciples of the Tiger Gong Sect, with a wave of her jade hand, a flying sword shot at the eyebrows of the disciples of the Tiger Gong Sect.

The disciple of the Tiger Sect only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and the tip of a flying sword was pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and he almost fainted.

Zeng Ke'er waved his hand again, swung the flying sword into his hand, and said to the disciple of the Tiger Sect who almost fainted: "You are not my opponent at all, go down." ”

When the disciples of the Tiger Sect heard Zeng Ke'er's words, they immediately swept towards the stage, for fear that taking a step too late would make the opponent change his mind.

Zeng Keren crossed the dense crowd with a pair of wonderful eyes, stared at Bai Yan, and shouted: "If you have the ability to fight with this girl in the ring, see if your swordsmanship is great, or my flying swordsmanship is better." ”

Bai Yan originally had plans to go to the ring to fight, but when he heard Zeng Ke'er inviting him to fight, he smiled slightly, and walked towards the ring calmly.

Bai Yan is as calm as Mount Tai, every step is so steady, this kind of steadiness should not appear in a fifteen-year-old boy, but he just appeared, from this point, everyone can see Bai Yan's extraordinary.

Bai Yan did not fly into the ring, but stepped into the ring step by step to sign the life and death certificate, rolled up his sleeves, and arched his hand towards Zeng Keer: "Miss Zeng, I haven't seen you for three years, and your flying swordsmanship is becoming more and more proficient." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, today this girl will compete with you. Zeng Keer has been studying hard for three years, in order to defeat Bai Yan, a little guy, one day, and raise her eyebrows.

Zeng Ke'er took out the twenty-one flying swords in the sword bag, and said with evil anger in his eyebrows: "What I used this time is the phoenix feather swordsmanship, and the twenty-one flying swords form a phoenix feather and kill you." Don't be reckless, if you can't take over the Feng Yu swordsmanship, just fly down the stage, this girl will leave you a glimmer of life. ”

Bai Yan's expression was calm, standing there solemnly, with a faint smile on his face: "Thank you Miss Zeng for your mercy." ”

Zeng Ke'er couldn't wait to humiliate this little guy now, and when she saw this little guy's faint smile, she was even more angry, and decided to attack with all her strength and teach this little guy a hard lesson, she shook out twenty-one flying swords casually, forming a phoenix feather and shooting at Bai Yan.

The phoenix feathers formed by the twenty-one flying swords covered the sky above the entire ring, and with a whistling sound, they attacked Bai Yan with unparalleled might.

Bai Yan's eyes stared at the phoenix feather formed by the flying sword for a moment, his arms stretched, and his movements were done in one go, taking all the phoenix feathers into his palm, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

There was an uproar, and everyone had the feeling of being stunned, they originally thought that Feng Yu would attack Bai Yan in a hurry, who knew that Bai Yan lightly took Feng Yu into the palm of his hand, it was too unexpected.

Bai Yan stretched out his palm, unfolded the twenty-one flying swords in turn, and looked at Zeng Ke'er, whose face was cloudy.

"Hmph! Not this time, let's do it again. Zeng Ke'er wrinkled her nose, and with a move of her jade hand, she moved the twenty-one flying swords in Wang Xian's palm in her hand, and the jade hand shot out.

The phoenix feathers formed by the twenty-one flying swords swirled towards the top of Bai Yan's head.

Bai Yan's steady hands grasped Feng Yu, his fingers first grabbed the first flying sword, the vibrating flying sword stopped for a moment, and then the flying sword with a handle was grasped in his hand.

Bai Yan's miraculous sword receiving technique made everyone watching the battle gasp, and thunderous applause rang out, they had never seen such an evil sword receiving technique.

Bai Yan still stood there like a high mountain, and those who watched closely would see that he had never moved his feet, not even leaning his body a bit, but only stretched out his arms and caught the flying sword between his fingers.

Zeng Ke'er's arrogance was like solid ice being broken by Bai Yan, she shrugged her nose, her eyes were red, and she almost cried out in pain, a trace of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, shooting out two cold rays of light that penetrated into the bones, her arms moved, shaking her sleeves, and suddenly, eighteen lightning cold rays broke out of her sleeves.

Eighteen cold rays are eighteen silver needles, each silver needle is filled with Zeng Ke'er's true qi, and all silver needles can penetrate a foot-thick stone slab, if these eighteen silver needles are shot into Bai Yan's head, the consequences will 。。。。。。

The crowd around the ring exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Bai Yan is still like just now, stretching out his arms, his movements cannot be described as lightning, but very slowly, and those viewers are worried about Bai