Chapter 121: Receiving Disciples

Sun Mengran didn't ask to the end, he glanced at Yang Guan, turned around and walked out, and said as he walked: "Little Yang'er, take care of Dangwu Sect and don't let my sister's hard work go to waste, hum, otherwise my sister-in-law won't spare you, I'll go!"

"Alas, it's annoying! the old woman is going to live again!" and then muttered, Sun Mengran's figure suddenly fastened, and a few ups and downs went away.

Glancing at the departing Sun Mengran, Yang Guan couldn't help crying and laughing, and then retracted his gaze and got up and walked towards the rooftop, Qiankun Pearls and even treasures, the less people know about the Dao, the better, so except for Xiaolongnu, Yang Guan does not plan to tell anyone else for the time being.

Time is long, and it has been half a month in the blink of an eye.

Half a month ago, when Wuzong fought, Nanyang's power suffered heavy casualties, nearly one-third of the sect's power was shattered, Nanyang shook, with the continuous attack, countless forces were swallowed up and eliminated, nine sects and thirteen sects existed in name only, there was little left, and many new sects and new forces rose.

At the same time, when the situation of Wuzong's first battle also spread, for a time when Wuzong was famous, Yang Guan was even named the name of the sword, pointing out that he was decisive in killing and swordsmanship.

And Ye Xun was killed, the Qingyun faction remained silent, but the Qingyun disciples walking on the rivers and lakes were all recalled, although they didn't know what to do, but many people thought that the Qingyun faction couldn't help Yang Guan, but it fulfilled his name of the sword.

It seems to be calm, but it is secretly turbulent, Yang Guan, who is sitting in the Dangwu Sect, smells a trace of strangeness, I don't know if what the Qingyun Sect is doing is aimed at the Dangwu Sect or something else, but the possibility of such a big battle targeting the Dang Martial Sect is very small, and it should be planning a bigger goal.

But he couldn't be unguarded, so Yang Guan commanded all the disciples to lay down a huge chaotic stone formation in Mingyue Peak, and the top grandmaster couldn't be trapped, and if the masters under the grandmaster fell into it, few people could get out of the trap.

Autumn is high and cool, cool breeze, under a big tree on the shore of Xuanwu Lake, Yang Guan sits cross-legged, his demeanor is peaceful and natural, his true qi is running, and he is polished and pure over and over again.

"Senior brother, someone is coming to challenge you again!" Wang An ran over and spoke.

Frowning, Yang Guan opened his eyes and said to him, "Didn't you let you send it away?"

"No, this person is too powerful, we are not opponents, the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation can't help him. Wang An said with a bitter face.

"Let's go, I'll take a look!" Hearing this, Yang Guan stood up and said, "Who is that person in Zhilu Dao?"

"He said that his name was Meng Jian, and his swordsmanship was very powerful. Wang An replied.

After a pause, Yang glanced at Wang An, then got up again and said to himself, "Yishui Sword Meng Jian!"

In the past half a month, there have been many masters who have come to challenge the Martial Sect, but Yang Guan has made very few moves, most of them can be sent by Bai Su and others with the formation of the True Martial Arts, but this Yishui Sword Meng Jian is obviously not a simple role.

After a while, the two came to the martial arts arena, Bai Su and others stayed on the sidelines, and a person not far away stood indifferently, although he was dressed in sackcloth, his eyes were firm, and his sword hand was extremely powerful, it was Meng Jian.

As soon as Yang Guan arrived, Meng Jian's eyes suddenly looked over, his eyes were flat but implied a sharp edge, Yang Guan glanced at him, and then turned his gaze to the field, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his heart, good sword!

At this moment, the little dragon girl on the field is fighting with a woman in purple, both of them are extremely beautiful, the little dragon girl double sword is fierce and matchless, and she is out of the dust, the woman in purple has a delicate appearance, fair skin, and there is always a naughty smile on the corner of her mouth, the long sword in her hand is as thin as a cicada, and the long sword trembles lightly, making a sound of silk and bamboo, dissipating people's minds, charming and charming, very powerful.

"Dang!"

The long sword clashed, exuding a trace of fierce sword qi, the two of them were shocked, and then retreated, the little dragon girl's flawless face showed a touch of redness, a trace of exhaustion flashed in her eyes, and it took a lot of effort to resist the strange sound of the purple-clothed woman's long sword.

"Hehe, good swordsmanship!" Yang Guan smiled lightly, stepped forward to the little dragon girl, and said softly: "Long'er, are you okay?"

"Well, her swordsmanship is very strange and powerful," the little dragon girl smiled slightly and nodded.

"Hehe, my sister's two-handed sword is also very powerful. The purple-clothed woman put away her long sword and said with a smile.

"In Xia Meng Jian, I have come to find Yang Zhang's sword competition, and I hope to give me advice!" At this time, Meng Jian walked out, looked at Yang Guan with sharp eyes, said calmly, and turned his head to the woman in purple and said, "Zi Ling, you go down first!"

"Hmph!" The woman in purple was dissatisfied with Meng Jian, gave him a blank look, and then her figure floated, came to Xiaolongnu's side, and said with a smile: "Sister go, let's go down, don't pay attention to these two stinky men." As he spoke, he took the little dragon girl and walked to the side.

Hearing this, Yang Guan glanced at this purple-clothed woman strangely, she should be the little fairy Zi Ling of the Xianyin Sect, looking back at Meng Jian, Yang Guan said with a smile: "The name of Yi Shui Jian has long been heard, please!"

As he spoke, his figure flickered, he came to the field, and looked at Meng Jian quietly, Meng Jian stepped slowly, his expression was flat, and when he came to a distance of two or three zhang from Yang Guan, he stopped, his breath moved slightly, his eyes stared at Yang Guan, and he said, "Your sword!"

"Hehe, if there is a sword in the heart, everything can be a sword!" Yang Guan smiled lightly, and then pinched his fingers into a sword, his true qi surged, and his fingertips flashed with a sharp edge.

"Pick up!" Seeing this, Meng Jian's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't say much, his figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand instantly came out of the sheath, turning into a streamer of light, implicit but not revealed, hiding the edge.

"Whew!"

The speed is extremely fast, penetrating space, and it is instantaneous, and the long sword is ordinary and simple, but it implies infinite changes, which is very powerful.

With a flicker of gaze, Yang Guan's figure floated and retreated, conjuring up several afterimages that were pierced by the attacking long sword in an instant, and then his hand was raised, and a finger was drawn, and an extremely sharp sword qi shot out.

"Bladebreaker!"

"Ding!" The sword finger collided with the long sword, and a sharp sword qi at the fingertips confronted Meng Jian, and at the confrontation, a trace of sharp qi collided.

In the next moment, Meng Jian's long sword changed, conjuring up several sword shadows, and in a moment, an endless sword qi was derived, attacking and surging like a raging flood.

"Boom!"

Yang Guan's feet shook suddenly, and the invisible air currents rotated, converging like Taiji Yin and Yang, and then his body flickered, his fingers pointed out, and the four sword qi flew out instantly, the void was suspended, swallowing a trace of sword qi, and his body spread, condensing into a sword finger to meet the surging flood, and the four sword qi crisscrossed and killed the raging sword qi.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the flying immortal sword, the breaking blade sword, the killing sword, the clumsy sword, the four sword qi are unpredictable, instantly crushing a large area of sword qi, if the long sword is broken, but Meng Jian is also extraordinary, the long sword in his hand is uncertain, and the surging sword tide seems to be endless, roaring, very powerful.

"Woooo

Suddenly, the four sword qi were like brilliance, and they galloped out in an instant, penetrating the surging flood, and the infinite sword qi had the potential to collapse, Meng Jian's long sword suddenly spread, took half a step back, condensed the surging sword qi, and was ready to attack.

At this moment, snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky, and the four sword qi went down horizontally and horizontally, ethereal without a trace, killing and cold, breaking everything, and guarding the clumsy as if sealing the extreme changes in the way of the sword.

"Kill!" Meng Jian's expression was solemn, and he shouted, saying that the long sword in his hand changed, and the surging sword flow surged, meeting the four seemingly extremely beautiful sword qi.

"Boom, boom!"

The sword qi was huge, constantly clashing, and in an instant, Meng Jian's sword qi torrent was invincible, and it collapsed, and the dense and incomplete sword qi shot out, hitting the bluestone ground of the martial arts arena, drawing a series of staggered sword marks.

"Bang!"

Meng Jian's rapidly retreating figure was sudden, the sharp edge in his eyes did not disperse, staring at Yang Guan who was standing still on the opposite side, his eyes flashed, and he looked at his body, his hemp clothes were torn, and he was cut by sword qi one after another, but he did not hurt his body at all, and there was a sword qi piercing the clothes on his chest, if he used a little force, it would penetrate his heart, and he would definitely die.

"Meng Jian!" Zi Ling's face changed, and the purple shadow came to his side in a flash, looking at him with sword marks, his heart trembled, how dangerous it was to fight with Yang Guan.

On the other hand, Yang Guan on the opposite side was unscathed, he had dissipated the sword qi, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Meng Jian quietly, although this Meng Jian's swordsmanship moves were ordinary, but they had evolved to the extreme, and his artistic conception was lofty, taking the meaning of wind and water cold, brave and fearless, so the sword in his hand has undergone extraordinary changes, and this person can be called a genius of swordsmanship.

"Your sword has reached the ultimate in swordsmanship, and no one among the kendo masters I have seen can compare!" Meng Jian restrained his emotions, returned his long sword to the sheath, and said slowly, his straight body bowed slightly, and said with a serious expression: "I am willing to worship you as a teacher, and I only want to learn swords!"

"Meng Jian, have you been beaten stupid?" Zi Ling looked at him in surprise and said strangely.

"I've only lived for swords!" Meng Jian said seriously.

"Hehe!" Yang Guan smiled lightly, his heart was extremely strange, could it be that geniuses are so different?

"I just want to seek the ultimate of the sword, everything can be a teacher, your sword is very powerful, why not worship you as a teacher!" Meng Jian said calmly and firmly.

Yang Guan's eyes narrowed, looked at Meng Jian, his thoughts flew around, and after a moment, he smiled lightly and said: "Sincere to the sword, very good, I will accept you!"

"Meet the master!" Meng Jian didn't delay and took a few steps forward to Yang Guan, and then knelt on the ground to apprentice in the martial arts arena.

"Get up!" Yang Guan smiled faintly, and a soft energy came out as soon as he raised his hand, Meng Jian rose in response to the situation, and accepted a talented apprentice, who was in a very good mood.

"I don't know when the master will pass on my swordsmanship!" Meng Jian looked at Yang Guan and said expectantly.

Yang Guan raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, this big apprentice was really uninteresting, he had to learn the sword in less than a minute after he started, so he said to Bai Su: "Bai Su, you teach him to practice the Moon Viewing Sword Technique tomorrow, when it is completed, you will pass on his Liangyi Sword Technique!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled at Meng Jian: "Don't be anxious, lay a good foundation first, let's go on!"

After speaking, he ignored Meng Jian, who twitched at the corner of his eyes, turned around and left with the little dragon girl, looking at the back of the leaving, Meng Jian began to wonder if his decision just now was correct, is there such a master?