Xuanhuan: the Beginning of the Kendo Talent is Full

　　But I didn't expect that the strong man beside Su Wei turned out to be a handed down holy soldier comparable to the tenth-layer realm of Ascension.

　　This is a bit embarrassing.

　　In terms of combat power, although he is not weaker than the handed down holy warrior gods, it is difficult to win, and his disciples are still in the hands of Su Wei.

　　Thinking like this, he looked at the dazzling sword light that smashed through the void, his eyes condensed, and his palm was in the void, and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly gathered on his body, forming an illusory face behind it. figure.

　　With a punch, the phantom behind him also punched and collided with the bright sword light.

　　The next moment, the sword light shattered, the phantoms melted, and a collision sound resounded through the nine heavens, reaching the sky, and the clouds in a radius of [-] miles were shaken away, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

　　The yin and yang old Taoists who had just rushed over were also knocked out by this shock wave, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of their mouths.

　　"Is this the Immortal Sect? You want to kill me indiscriminately. It's really overbearing." Su Wei's faint voice sounded, making the white-robed old man's face look ugly.

　　"It's just as domineering as you, have you ever thought that you will die because of it?"

　　"Stop! What do you want to do?"

　　Hearing this, the white-robed old man suddenly shouted with a gloomy face. The feminine man was his disciple. If he was killed by someone else in front of him, how could he raise his head in Xianmen.

　　At the same time, the femininity man felt the increasingly terrifying murderous intent in the Sword Territory, and felt that it was difficult to breathe, and immediately shouted with difficulty: "Don't, let me go, I can protect you into the Immortal Sect and make you a true disciple, No, direct disciple."

　　"If I knew this earlier, why should I do it in the first place?" Su Wei was unmoved, an indifferent voice sounded, and his right hand suddenly clenched.

　　boom!

　　The sword domain was directly detonated, the peerless murderous intent enveloped the feminine man, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread out, but the feminine man in the early stage of the immortal realm was completely unable to resist, and was immediately annihilated, even the soul could not escape, completely disappeared in the world. between. .

Chapter 19

　　"court death!"

　　When the white-robed old man saw this, his expression suddenly became crazy.

　　Su Wei turned around and looked at him lightly, with an indifferent expression, the breeze blew and lifted the placket of his clothes.

　　The deity was just about to make a move, but a sword light smashed the big aura hand one step ahead of him.

　　"Huh?" As if sensing something, Su Wei's eyes turned and looked at a void.

　　I saw an old man with a sword appearing there. Although his sword intent was introverted, he could still feel the fierce sword intent hidden in it.

　　I am afraid that if a sword is cut out, the world will tremble for it.

　　"Ye Changtian? What do you mean?" The moment he saw the sword-carrying old man, the white-robed old man's pupils shrank sharply, and he asked fearfully.

　　However, the sword-carrying old man ignored him, but turned his head and stared at Su Wei with fiery eyes.

　　"Sword Intent, Double Sword Intent, Extreme Cold Sword Intent and Extreme Yang Sword Intent, two types of Sword Intent with completely opposite attributes!" The old man with the sword murmured in surprise.

　　This kind of talent, this terrifying talent, he had never heard of, even the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect was far inferior.

　　And Su Wei got goosebumps all over his body when he looked at him. This kind of look was like a hungry man who saw a peerless beauty naked and wanted to eat her.

　　With a frown, Su Wei moved back three kilometers.

　　At the same time, the deity who controls the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword guards him.

　　At this time, the white-robed old man who had been ignored finally couldn't hold back, and said angrily, "Ye Changtian, what do you mean?!"

　　Glancing at Su Wei reluctantly, Ye Changtian, the old man with the sword, looked at the old man in white robe again, "It's not interesting, this young man, I'll save it."

　　After speaking, his eyes sneered and sneered: "Also, the more you live, the more you go back, and you are not afraid of being laughed at by a junior who is only in the middle stage of Kaiyang with the realm of the tenth level of immortality?"

　　"He killed my apprentice." The white-robed old man's face was gloomy.

　　"Heh." Ye Changtian sneered, "If I remember correctly, your apprentice should be from the Eternal Life Realm, right? If an Eternal Realm Realm is killed by a Kaiyang Realm, it deserves to die, but you still have the face to shoot, What a joke."

　　"Also, in the matters of the younger generation, the older generation is forbidden to intervene. Could it be that you forgot?"

　　"That's the rule between us, do you have to protect this kid?"

　　"Go away!" Ye Changtian snorted coldly, the long sword behind him was unsheathed, and a cyan sword light shot out instantly, slashing at the white-robed old man.

　　Under the terrified eyes of the old man Bai Po, the cyan sword light slashed directly from his neck, and a few strands of hair fell neatly.

　　In terms of domineering, he is more domineering than the white-robed old man.

　　"Half-step Ascension Realm! You, you broke through?" The white-robed old man pointed at Ye Changtian and asked in a trembling voice.

　　Glancing at him disdainfully, Ye Changtian retracted his long sword, "If you don't get out, then you can stay forever."

　　"You! Good." The white-robed old man's expression changed for a while, and he finally left.

　　Jianxiu is usually domineering, and even more so, Tianjianzong has always been strong, and he knows that if he doesn't leave, he will really stay here forever.

　　"Many thanks." Su Wei thanked softly, although he didn't know why the old man with the sword wanted to help him, but after all, he helped him with good intentions.

　　"No thanks, no thanks." Unexpectedly, Ye Changtian waved his hand, and then continued to look at him with fiery eyes "Little friend, let me introduce myself, I am Ye Changtian, the elder of Tianjianzong, I don't know what you want. Entering my Heavenly Sword Sect? With your talent in swordsmanship, the position of swordsman is none other than you."

　　"Jianzi?" Su Wei was puzzled.

　　"Jianzi, the leader of the younger generation of Tianjianzong, the resources of the entire Tianjianzong can be used at will." Ye Changtian explained with a smile.

　　"Okay, then I will join Tianjianzong." Su Wei nodded and agreed, joining Tianjianzong has only advantages and no disadvantages for him. His kendo talent is immortal, and Tianjianzong attaches great importance to him absolutely beyond imagination. .

　　In addition, he needs to learn some magical powers and martial arts, and there are some bigger secrets, such as what kind of world outside the domain is.

　　"That's great, then I'll take you back to the Heavenly Sword Sect after investigating the matter of the Demon Race." Ye Changtian looked overjoyed.

　　"I'll go back first." Su Wei glanced at the yin and yang veterans in the distance, and Su Wei turned around and returned to his courtyard.

　　He didn't mind too much for Yin Yang Lao Dao to tell his information, after all, he never told him that he could not disclose information.

　　And he just told the truth about the encounter with the demons to the people from Xianmen, and it was inevitable to talk about Su Wei. .

Chapter 20

　　"Young Master Su."

　　After returning to the courtyard, just as Su Wei was preparing to practice, a clear voice like dripping water rang out. When she looked up, it was Bai Lan who had arrived. At this time, she was also holding a pot of clear tea in her hand.

　　After brewing a cup of tea, Su Wei also gave up the practice. After taking a sip, he sat on the stone bench sipping tea and enjoying the flowers.

　　Cultivation is a combination of work and rest.

　　"I think you are also practicing swordsmanship." Su Wei looked at the girl beside her. Although she asked, her tone was already certain.

　　"Yes." Bai Lan nodded. She really likes to practice swordsmanship, but Yin-Yang Dao Sect specializes in magic and magical powers, and she doesn't have much dabbling in kendo.

　　Therefore, she has always been groping for cultivation on her own.

　　For Su Wei, she also admires and adores her deeply. Her terrifying kendo aptitude, her temperament like a sword fairy in the world, and her excellent appearance, all made her unavoidably moved.

　　However, she knew that she was not worthy of Su Wei, so she did not take the initiative to express her feelings.

　　"Then you practice again, and I will guide you."

　　Hearing Su Wei say this, Bailan's face suddenly became pleasantly surprised, and he hurriedly walked to the grass in front of him and took out the generally ice-blue long sword from the ring and began to practice.

　　As she began to practice swordsmanship, Su Wei also began to watch with great interest.

　　The girl dances the sword, and has her own elegance.

　　After that, Su Wei also corrected her mistakes.

　　.......

　　Three days later, Su Wei sat cross-legged in the room to practice cultivation, and a powerful wave emanated from her body.

　　The power of the soul in his mind is also increasing, and he is about to successfully break through the first layer.

　　Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and another golden dot appeared on the map in his mind.

　　And it's not too far away.

　　"This is... the misty forest?"

　　After a careful comparison, Su Wei frowned. The foggy forest, rumored to be ominous and strange, is shrouded in fog all the year round, and even the strongest of the long-lived realm dare not go deep into it.

　　After thinking for a while, he turned into a sword light and rose into the sky, flying towards the foggy forest.

　　After half a day.

　　In the center of the foggy forest, Su Wei stepped on the dead branches on the ground and made a clattering sound.

　　At the same time, a cold and terrifying breath appeared, as if hiding a great terror.

　　Ding Ding Deng...

　　At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps sounded, as if walking on tiptoe, the sound seemed to be absent, coupled with this terrifying and gloomy environment, people could not help but be filled with fear.

　　The sword light flashed in his eyes, Su Wei's face was calm and indifferent, and he continued to walk forward, as if this terrifying atmosphere did not affect him at all.

　　Looking at the map in his mind, he found that the distance to the golden point was less than a kilometer.

　　woohoo woo....

　　At the same time, a terrifying whimper also came, like the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and like the sound of a child crying.

　　Swish!

　　The sword light flashed, Su Wei held the Qinglian Jiuxing Sword, and swung out a sword, a golden sword energy containing the sword intent of extreme yang disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into a void.

　　The next moment, the whimper disappeared, and at the same time a wisp of black air drifted out of the void, and finally dissipated in the air.

　　The power of the soul that has been cultivated has greatly improved his perception ability, so he can easily find that thing.

　　The kilometer distance will soon arrive, and what appears in front of Su Wei is a chaotic tomb, with ghost fires flickering, and the gloomy wind whistling.

　　"Huh?" Suddenly, Su Wei's eyes narrowed, and he saw that Xiao Ying'er appeared in the graveyard, and she was still smiling and her mouth was open and closed, as if she was talking to someone.

　　The power of the soul converges, and the next moment, the scene suddenly changes, the burial mound disappears, and a small village full of laughter and laughter takes its place.

　　There is a huge ancient tree at the entrance of the village. Under the tree lies an old man with a fan in his hand.

　　There were four or five children playing hide-and-seek not far in front of him, and there were many houses in the village where smoke was rising from cooking.

　　On the other hand, Xiao Ying'er was chatting with an old woman who was leaning on crutches, and the smile on her face did not seem to be fake.