Difficulty: I am a prince in the Black Sea

Chapter 112 Xuantong Sword Travel Notes ([-])
The Tai Xuezhu's problem is not difficult to solve, and Xuan Bin knows his thoughts well.He considers himself the god of death Tai Xuezhu, when facing Liu Zhuyi, Yan Wangsuo, Su Huanzhen, Chiba Legend and others in the original work, although his approach is different, his idea is roughly the same. He just wants to create countless levels , to test his opponent, if the opponent can't pass the checkpoint he set, then naturally he is not worthy to be his real opponent.

It is precisely because of this level of psychology that Xuan Bin is not worried that the Tai Xuezhu will go all out to end in person.Strictly speaking, the round in front of him was nothing more than his test.

But even so, Xuan Bin would not be careless towards such an opponent. The only card Tai Xuezhu can use is the blood list, but he can use more than Shi Shui Pavilion.Whether it's Piaozhou Shenyin who lives in seclusion, or Yin Moxiao who is interested in investigating the blood list, they are all objects that can be borrowed, but he believes that the means of Tai Xuezhu are not just that.

"Then let Xuan Bin learn from him, learn from the master of the sea, and cultivate a master like Long Su."

Xuan Bin turned his head back in the study, took out a pen and paper, laid out the paper and rubbed the ink, wrote each letter, and then sent someone to send it to various places according to the recipient. Faced with such an opponent, Xuan Bin would not and would not Dare to be careless.

"The next step is to see who is more skilled, and who has a deep layout!"

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Tianjian Lake, noon is approaching, with the sun hanging high, two figures can be seen by the lakeside, one red and one blue, with completely different sword styles and completely different sword moves. It can be seen from it that there is a gap between the two swordsmen.

"Rainbow Naying!"

"Extreme Dao, No Dao!"

The ultimate move, hit again!But it was a period of time, the result of constant rotation, and it was staged again.

The three-foot Qingfeng let go of his hand and stabbed obliquely to one side. On the other side, the red-robed swordsman coldly put the sword into the sword box.

"The practice of marksmanship has delayed your pursuit of your own swordsmanship. If you continue like this, you will only lose both." Xuan Tong looked at the panting girl beside him, shook his head, and said with some regret.

After parting with Ren Pingsheng and others, Xuantong once again embarked on a journey of sword-questioning. He first had a brief encounter with Ying Xiao, the master of destroying the single front, in pursuit of self-destruction, and rebirth of the way of swordsmanship, which made Xuantong feel... An idea that is different from what I have seen before, and my eyes are wide open.But Ying Xiaowo is obsessed with the road of self-destruction, and there is no more intersection with Xuantong, so Xuan Bin came to Tianjian Lake according to the road map provided by Ren Pingsheng, and saw the rumored hidden current Zuo Shanfeng. The main role is Hongxue.

To be more precise, the master of Yinliu Zuo Shanfeng should be Ying Hongxue's father, the creator of Extreme Shanfeng, Ying Chaoyang known as the old man of Tianjian.But after Ying Chaoyang disappeared for a long time, Ying Hongxue became the only person in the world who inherited Ying Chaoyang's single-edged sword technique.

However, after this period of competition, Yu Xuantong was proud of something, but more frustrated.

Raising the wind, pouring the sea and sinking the mountains, clearing the mind and observing, extreme self and extreme front.

In Xuantong's view, the extremely single-edged sword is no less than the swordsmanship of Ying Xiaowo's Mie Shanfeng and Ren Pingsheng's Yin Shanfeng, but in Yinghongxue's hands, it is still difficult to display its full strength. Seeing that Ying Hongxue also wanted to step out of her own way of swordsmanship, she pointed out, based on what the girl knew and learned, mixed the artistic conception of the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with the female's pace and figure, and developed a new school.

It's just that besides practicing swords, Yinghongxue also has piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and a spear technique that came from nowhere.

This only made Xuantong feel a little disappointed, practicing the gun reminded him of a certain wayward brother in Heihai Sen Prison...

"The gun is Ying Hongxue's responsibility, and Ying Hongxue will not evade it." The girl bit her lip and unsheathed the sword beside her, with a bit of unwillingness on her face.

Back then when Ying Chaoyang was around, he praised Ying Hongxue's talent in swordsmanship more than once, so even the angry youngest son Ying Yunqian ran away from home in anger, and because of this, Ying Hongxue has never lacked in his martial arts talent confidence.

Until she met Xuantong...

As a young man, the swordsmanship that she is proud of is vulnerable to Xuantong. The only thing that Xuantong can agree with is the artistic conception in Ji Danfeng, but that is for Ji Shanfeng's creation. Or, her father's affirmation, not for her.

What's more, Xuan Tong was able to create a new way on the basis of being extremely single-handed, combined with her habit of using the sword.

During Yu Jian's journey, Ying Hongxue was completely defeated, but Ying Hongxue was not someone who could afford to lose.

"Similarly, Ying Hongxue will not give up on the solo path."

"With your talent, you have to study hard and practice hard. It's not difficult to master both spears and swords, but..." Xuantong picked up his red hair and said lightly: "The sword of you will last a lifetime, but it's just a word, an art. , staying on top of moves, it is difficult to enter the Tao.”

"You are not the sword talker that Wan Hongqu thought of."

Too much time was spent in Tianjian Lake, so Xuantong decided to go to the next place in the itinerary, the residence of the famous swordsmith, Jishan Jinglu. As for Yinghongxue, what does it have to do with him?

"Wait a minute." Ying Hongxue stopped Xuan Tong who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Xuan Tong turned his head to look at Ying Hongxue, with some doubts in his eyes.

I saw Ying Hongxue trotting forward with the sword in hand, bowed with both hands clasped fists and said, "Please also teach me how to use the sword."

"Advice?" Xuantong replied lightly, glanced at the girl in front of him, and then shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity that Hongqu is still pursuing his own way of swordsmanship, and he is not qualified to teach others, and you don't only have swords in your heart, this determines the upper limit of your journey in swordsmanship."

As for the previous improvement with Ying Hongxue on the extremely single front, in Xuan Tong's view, it was just a discussion on the way of swordsmanship, far from the level that can be called guidance.

Ying Hongxue has a talent far beyond that of ordinary people, but she doesn't focus on the sword. This alone makes Xuan Tong lack of interest in getting along with her.

"Your sword, the way is clear, with the marksmanship you have learned, study hard, and you will have a place in the martial arts in the future. The way is different, and you can walk out of your own way."

"But……"

"It's been a pleasure to get along with you these days. Goodbye, Miss Ying. I hope that next time we meet, your sword can make Wan Hongqu feel amazing. Please."

After finishing speaking, Xuantong raised his hand, the sword box fell into his hand, and walked out of Tianjian Lake.

Seeing Xuantong's back gradually drifting away, Ying Hongxue did not speak to stop him, nor did he say anything more.

Sorry for the red song, Ying Hongxue will wait for the day when you and I will meet again. On that day, Ying Hongxue's single-edged sword will make you look sideways.

Hearing the sound of the sword sounding again behind him, Xuan Tong's footsteps paused slightly for a moment, then shook his head, and set foot on the journey again.

　That's right, it's the plot template of Yuan Bahuang and Little Dragon Girl
　　
　
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