Chapter 422

Now Zhao Ling really began to believe what Chu Yan said. This combination of swordsmanship Zhao Ling had never seen before, and the display was a little jerky just now. Obviously, he should have just realized it.

Zhao Ling has always believed that his swordsmanship is only below those two perverts among the younger generation in the entire Jingzhou and even the lower five states, but now this guy named 'Chu Yan' suddenly understands swordsmanship so well. , which is somewhat unacceptable to him.

"I said, what are you stunned for!"

Chu Yan was a little speechless when he looked at Zhao Ling, who was still shouting and killing just now.

"Master, please accept the disciple's worship!"

Suddenly Zhao Ling knelt down and bowed towards Chu Yan.

"Hey, let me tell you, you're a year older than me, and I just learned all my sword moves from you, so you're considered half my master, why do you want to worship me now? For the teacher? Get up, get up!"

Chu Yan was taken aback when he saw the situation. At this moment, his mood was really confusing, and he didn't even understand what was going on.

"Three people must have my teacher, it has nothing to do with age. Zhao Ling has always devoted his life to the sword and only pursues the ultimate in swordsmanship. Although the master has not been involved in swordsmanship for a long time, his understanding of swordsmanship far exceeds that of the apprentice. The apprentice is willing to serve the master. I just want to be able to comprehend the real swordsmanship!"

Zhao Ling said with a sincere expression, and even knocked down.

"This……"

At this moment, Chu Yan was no longer stunned. He only imitated the opponent's sword moves, and applied his understanding of the combination of spell fusions to swordsmanship. , Zhao Ling's sincerity, this Zhao Ling is a person who is extremely persistent in kendo.

Chu Yan guessed right, Zhao Ling's dedication to kendo is unimaginable, Chu Yan's combined swordsmanship is completely beyond Zhao Ling's understanding, even the elders of Yunjianzhuang are committed to creating new swords tricks, but for the combination of swordsmanship, it has never been done before.

In Zhao Ling's view, Chu Yan's understanding of swordsmanship is definitely far beyond ordinary people's, and he must be a generation of kendo masters in the future, and Chu Yan's kendo is very similar to Zhao Ling's. He was higher than Zhao Ling, but their kendo was completely different from Zhao Ling's. He couldn't learn it at all. After Zhao Ling thought for a while, he made this decision that shocked Chu Yan.

"I said, Brother Zhao, are you up first!"

Chu Yan felt a little broken, who would have encountered such a thing when he came out for a walk at night.

"Master doesn't accept disciples as apprentices, and the disciples won't get up!"

"I say……"

"The master is worshipped by the disciple again!"

"You, the young owner of the dignified Yunjian Village, the third person in the younger generation of Jingzhou, how..."

"Born in a highland, master's understanding of swordsmanship, the disciple has been seen all his life, and he also asked the master to accept the disciple!"

"I……"

"Master will accept the disciple again!"

...

"I told you to get up!"

"If the master does not accept the disciple, the disciple will kneel and die here!"

Zhao Ling and Chu Yan are stuck here like this. This guy's temper, Chu Yan, can be considered as knowledgeable, and he is more stubborn than a cow.

Chu Yan said helplessly: "You call me master, you should listen to me, get up quickly!"

"Master doesn't agree to accept the younger brother... What, master, do you agree to accept the disciple?"

Halfway through what Zhao Ling said, he suddenly reacted, looking at Chu Yan with a look of excitement and said loudly, there seemed to be a few drops of crystal glittering in his eyes.

"But I can say yes, I haven't returned a few swordsmanship techniques myself. If you can't learn anything from me, don't blame me!"

Chu Yan reluctantly said, Zhao Ling is a sincere person and has a firm heart. Such people are rare in the cold-blooded and ruthless world of cultivating immortals. Chu Yan does not reject it in his heart, but he is still a little uncomfortable with the sudden change of his identity.

"It doesn't matter, the master's understanding of swordsmanship is ancient and modern, and there are many swordsmanship that the apprentice can teach here... um, you can let the master refer to it!"

Zhao Ling felt that there was something wrong with his words, and immediately changed his words.

"You stop flattering, don't make it public, I am a member of Yizhou Yuhuazong, if you and I really have a master-disciple relationship, I will teach what I know, and I will continue to test the sword today. Walk in the depths of the forest, you go back first!"

Chu Yan's complexion was flat, and he even had the air of a grandmaster.

"I will accompany the master to move on!"

Zhao Ling immediately patted his chest and said.

Chu Yan said: "No need, I want to hone my swordsmanship alone, you will affect me when you are by my side!"

"Okay, but Master, there are two perverts inside, both of whom are stronger than the disciples, you..."

"If I can't even deal with these guys, how can I be your master, go back!"

Seeing Zhao Ling's worried eyes, Chu Yan smiled lightly.

"It's the disciple who is stupid, the disciple bids farewell!"

Zhao Ling said respectfully, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the jungle.

"Is this the one who is the master?"

Chu Yan couldn't help but ask himself, he became a master when he came out in confusion, but this Zhao Ling was the young master of Yunjian Village, so it wouldn't hurt him to have such a relationship.

"This son is born with a sword bone, and he will definitely achieve something in the swordsmanship in the future. Let him be your disciple, you will not lose!"

Lingding's voice resounded in Chu Yan's heart.

"hope so!"

Chu Yan didn't think about it anymore. After playing against Zhao Ling a few times, he really learned a lot. Thinking about it, he picked up his sword and moved forward again.

...

At this time, there is a secret place under the Tianshan Mountains.

This is a very spacious hall. In the hall, a famous old man is sitting on a chair, and an extremely powerful aura emanates from them.

In the room, there are a total of thirty people, and these thirty people are all the peerless powerhouses in the Nascent Soul Immortal Realm.

One of them, an old man with a red mark in the shape of a small sword on his forehead, sat at the top of the entire hall.

This person is the first person in Jingzhou, and he is also the man who stands at the top of the entire Lower Five Provinces.

His name is Jian Tianfeng!

"Fellow Daoist Tianfeng, tell me late at night to wait for the old bones to come, just tell me what's going on!"

Wang Tianhua was a little depressed when he saw the atmosphere on the side.

Jian Tianfeng's face was a little heavy and he said, "Magic Sword, is about to be born!"

"what?"

Except for Jingzhou, the Nascent Soul ancestors of the four states in the entire hall changed their color.

The magic sword, this is everyone's nightmare.

Thousands of years ago, a magic sword was conceived from the Tianshan Mountains and was acquired by a boy with mediocre aptitude. Later, the boy turned into a demon. With his boundless killing, his cultivation level skyrocketed, just one hundred and two. It took ten years to reach the Nascent Soul Wonderland. After killing the five states without seeing the sun, the blood flowed into a river. Finally, the top powerhouses from the five states attacked the eight major Nascent Soul cultivators. After three days and three nights, they were finally killed!

That person is the sword demon Haotian!

At the end of that battle, Haotian let out a hysterical roar, the words "When Haotian returns, it will be the day when the next five states collapse!" The words shocked everyone's hearts.

"How did the magic sword come into being? It is rumored that Haotian's magic sword was not completely shattered by the Eight Great Masters of the Nascent Soul Stage and scattered the sword spirit?"

Mo Mingtian's eyes were full of doubts.

"The magic sword was originally conceived in the Tianshan Sword Pond. Besides, this magic sword is not that magic sword. This is not the one from Haotian back then. It can be said that this is the second generation of magic swords!"

Jian Tianfeng's face was still heavy.

"The second-generation magic sword? Could it be even more powerful than the first-generation 'Sky Slaying'?"

Fairy Muhua also asked in shock.

Regarding the matter of the sword demon Haotian, there are records in the history of the major sects. According to records, the magic sword of Haotian is called 'Sky Killing', which has the meaning of killing the sky and has boundless power.

"It's very likely, because it was rumored that when the sword demon Haotian was completely destroyed, a ray of soul escaped and rushed into the Tianshan strangely, and because of the great formation at the time of the Tianshan, several bigwigs couldn't enter at all. This matter is over, and the second-generation magic sword that will be born is likely to be integrated into Haotian's soul and inherit Haotian's kendo will, which is estimated to be far more terrifying than the first-generation magic sword!"

Jian Tianfeng's face was extremely solemn.

When the people present heard this, they were all shocked. The first generation of magic swords can kill all five states. How terrifying will this second generation of magic swords be? If this sword is born, masters in the five states can still suppress it. live?

"The Tianshan Sword Pond trial is about to begin. If any talented disciple of this magic sword book gets it, as long as that disciple hides in a secret place, he can use the second-generation magic sword to achieve supreme cultivation. The hatred of the sky will definitely wash the five states again when they fall, and bury millions of corpses. This is a huge disaster for the lower five states, and it is very likely that the entire lower five states will be wiped out because of this!"

Jian Tianfeng said very solemnly again.

The entire hall was dead silent. At this moment, everyone's hearts were extremely heavy. Is it really necessary to wait until the second generation of magic swords is born, and the new generation of swordsmen will kill them strongly? Has the tens of thousands of years of Sect's foundation been destroyed by his own hands?

"This is why the deity has to postpone the trial for a day. Today, I must think of a good countermeasure, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Jian Tianfeng's sharp eyes swept over everyone, and his tone was domineering.