Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 11 The Secret of the Way of the Sword
"Wow! Uncle, this sword looks really good, what's its name?" Han Xiao asked excitedly.

After coming to Xuanbing Palace for so long, Han Xiao used wooden sticks when secretly practicing swordsmanship, and he had never used a real sword.

"You can use it as long as you are told, why are there so many problems?" Qiu Wanyun raised her eyebrows, but her cheeks blushed again for no reason.

It turned out that the sword in Han Xiao's hand was named [Gentleman Sword], while the sword in Qiu Wanyun's hand was [Jade Sword], and the two swords were originally a pair.

If this guy with unsophisticated thinking finds out, he will be so embarrassed.

"Oh." Han Xiao pouted, not daring to say any more.

Qiu Wanyun is indeed a very good teacher, and she is very patient in explaining swordsmanship. She discovered that Han Xiao had already mastered the basics of swordsmanship, so she began to teach him his own unique swordsmanship [Jiechen swordsmanship] .

However, Han Xiao's receptivity made Qiu Wanyun admire again, especially when Han Xiao said a few brilliant words from time to time, which made Qiu Wanyun admire.

Qiu Wanyun stared at Han Xiao for a long time, and thought to herself: Is it possible that this guy has mediocre cultivation aptitude, but his swordsmanship talent is incomparably monstrous?If this is the case, you can let him go to the Bronze Sword Tower to try...

"Hey, hey, little uncle, although I know I'm handsome, but if you look at me like this again, I'll charge you!" Han Xiao stretched out his hand and shook Qiu Wanyun's eyes before pulling her away. back to reality.

"You guys, you are not big or small!" Qiu Wanyun gave him a gouged look, "Hmph, practice your sword here by yourself, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Wanyun flew away from Lingyunding without turning her head.

"Eh..." Han Xiao rolled his eyes, he still wanted Qiu Wanyun to take him down the mountain.

Han Xiao shrugged his shoulders, and had to practice swordsmanship on the top of the mountain overnight. The next day, when the sun slowly climbed up the mountain, Han Xiao dared to set off down the mountain.

After climbing for more than an hour, Han Xiao finally went down the mountain. Since he didn't sleep all night last night, Han Xiao was so sleepy that he wanted to go back to the Tianmu Hall to catch up on sleep.

But when he passed the martial arts arena, he found five or six teenagers dressed in the costumes of inner disciples walking towards him with a murderous look.Behind them, followed by two guys with bruised noses and swollen faces, they were Zhong Yan and Ding Hai who had been beaten up by him.

The leader is none other than Zhai Xingfeng's disciple, Wang Xing.

"Junior brother Han, you're really capable, you can even beat the juniors from the outer sect!"

Wang Xing stood in front of Han Xiao aggressively, with a trace of anger on his face, and said viciously: "Damn it, it depends on the owner if you beat a dog. If you dare to touch my people, if you are sensible, just kneel down and kowtow to make amends. I can consider it." let you go."

Han Xiao frowned. This Wang Xing is an innate martial artist at the seventh level of Qi Condensation. He has already turned his true Qi into vitality, so he might not be able to please him.

"How do I kowtow to make amends?" Han Xiao pretended to be stupid and said, "Why don't senior brothers show me?"

"Hmph, I know you're dishonest, this trash!" Wang Xing's eyes flashed a stern look, "Today I'll let you know that trash, you should honestly stay in your dog's hole and wag your tail and beg for mercy!"

While speaking, Wang Xing had already landed a punch, which was the basic [Tiger Roaring Fist] of Xuanbing Palace.

With a strong wind blowing in his face, Wang Xing is indeed a master of Qi Condensation Realm, his speed and strength are not at the same level as Zhong Yan's and others.

Moreover, he shot viciously, and directly punched Han Xiao's temple.

Han Xiao reacted extremely quickly, quickly took a step back, barely avoiding the punch.

"Cut, you're only in the acquired realm, and you also want to compete with the innate powerhouse?" Wang Xing smiled disdainfully, turned his fist into a claw, and shot out a burst of energy from his fingertips, tearing down with a claw, and directly hit Han Xiao's face.

His strength was enormous, and with one step, even the surrounding trees shook slightly.

Han Xiao froze, and behind him, there were two Qi Condensation Realm disciples blocking his retreat, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"Grass!" Anger welled up in Han Xiao's eyes, and he gave Wang Xing a hard look. Wang Xing looked into Han Xiao's eyes and shivered involuntarily.

"Damn it!" Wang Xing was furious. It was hard for him to understand. He clearly had the strength to crush Han Xiao, but for some reason, he was afraid of his eyes.

"I hate the look in your eyes!" A cold light flashed in Wang Xing's eyes, his right hand shook, and he grabbed Han Xiao's neck!
out on a limb!

Helpless!

Han Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

Seeing that Han Xiao was about to be strangled by Wang Xing, suddenly, a voice came from the deep forest.

"What are you doing!"

Just at this critical moment, a gust of wind hit and directly swept Wang Xing out.

The next moment, a fluttering figure in white clothes landed and stood in front of Han Xiao.

Wang Xing's body rolled several times on the ground before he stopped. He looked up, but found that the person standing in front of Han Xiao was actually his junior uncle Qiu Wanyun!
"Little...Little Martial Uncle!" Wang Xing and those inner disciples immediately fell to the ground with a plop, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we just want to learn martial arts with Junior Brother Han."

"Learning martial arts?" Qiu Wanyun frowned, and said coldly, "Hmph, next time, come and learn martial arts with me!"

"No... dare not!" Wang Xing shuddered. Although Qiu Wanyun was the youngest among the nine peak masters, her strength was said to be higher than that of the master.

"Get out!" Qiu Wanyun snorted softly, waved her long sleeves, and a gust of wind came out, directly throwing those people away.

"Huh..." Han Xiao exhaled lightly. He thought that he would have to be beaten up today, but he didn't expect Qiu Wanyun to appear in time and save himself once.

"Thank you, little uncle." Han Xiao felt a little moved in his heart, and thanked him with cupped hands.

"You." Qiu Wanyun sighed, "Your aptitude is too poor, and it is impossible for you to surpass them in cultivation realm, but if you want to defeat them, you don't necessarily need to rely on your vitality cultivation."

"Huh?" Han Xiao's eyelids twitched, "What do you mean, little uncle?"

Han Xiao possesses both internal and external Qi seas, and his aptitude is dull on the surface, but in fact it is unprecedented and unparalleled in the world.

Naturally, he didn't think that his vitality cultivation could surpass Wang Xing's and others, but he was extremely interested in the method Qiu Wanyun said.

"All dharmas return to one, ten thousand dao return to sect, cultivation of Yuan Qi is only one of them. It is said that 800 years ago, Xuanbing Palace produced a swordsman who did not cultivate Yuan Force, but could crush Yuan Yuan Realm with one hand of swordsmanship." The strong one." Qiu Wanyun said lightly.

"Do not cultivate Yuanli, but specialize in swordsmanship?" Han Xiao was stunned, "Could it be that you know it, little uncle?"

"I won't." Qiu Wanyun shook her head, "But it is said that in the bronze sword tower, the secret of that senior's swordsmanship is hidden."

"Your talent in swordsmanship is extremely high, so I'm going to train you for a while, and then let you go to the tower. Maybe you can rely on your own strength and not be bullied by those people in the future." Qiu Wanyun smiled lightly.

"Little uncle, you..." Han Xiao gritted his teeth, moved in his heart, and couldn't help saying: "You are so kind to me."

"Don't think too much." Qiu Wanyun's pretty face flushed slightly, "I just see that you have some talent in swordsmanship, and I don't want to bury it. If you think wrongly, I won't teach you swordsmanship."

"Hehe." Han Xiao nodded quickly, "Don't worry, little uncle, I definitely don't want to be crooked."

"Hmph!" Seeing that he was not sincere at all, Qiu Wanyun couldn't help but gouged him out and flew away.

"The way of the sword." Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, but suddenly a figure of a red sword in his hand, burning the sky and destroying the earth, flashed in his mind.

In fact, this figure from his back had appeared in his dreams countless times, especially when the fire poison erupted and his heart was devoured by thousands of fires, the illusion of that figure appeared frequently.

In Han Xiao's heart, he couldn't help but have a doubt: Who is that person?What does it have to do with the evil dragon Burning Wheel?
(End of this chapter)