Arriving at Zhao Yinshui's study, the two sat down opposite each other, and Nangong Yue obediently made tea for Zhao Yinshui.

Zhao Yinshui spread out a piece of paper and wrote the next half of a poem on it: In the east there is the Qingying Sect and there is a sword.

Zhao Yinshui said: "Boy, what do you think of my handwriting?"

Yan Hongchen stepped forward and took a look, was he trying to make himself read the poem?

It seems that Zhao Yinshui wants to test himself through literary exchange?

Fortunately, Yan Hongchen was unable to practice in the early years, so he spent some years learning to write and write with his family's teacher.

Yan Hongchen looked at this half line of the poem and said: "There is a green shadow in the east, and there is a sword in the sect. Every line of the word "Pavilion Master" shows his powerful sword intention. Unknowingly, he has the illusion of facing the light of the sword. In fact,

It’s wonderful.”

Yan Hongchen thought for a moment, then pointed his sword at a little ink in the inkstone, and the sword energy including the thick ink flew into the paper.

Correspondingly, Zhao Yinshui wrote the first half of the poem: There is a light industry sword in the pavilion.

Zhao Yinshui took a look at it and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, this means that my sword is a literary sword. Little brother, it seems that I can still understand my people. I, Zhao Yinshui, have advocated that my swordsmanship is enlightenment since I became a swordsman."

The world is dangerous, but killing should not be used to stop killing."

As soon as Yan Hongchen entered Zhao Yinshui's study, he saw Zhao Yinshui writing many words of love in the study. This reminded him of the benevolent way of Master Haoyue, which made him feel towards this aloof pavilion master.

Have a different view.

After having a great conversation with Zhao Yinshui, he praised him so much that Zhao Yinshui smiled like a flower.

Nangong Yue next to her felt like she was about to vomit, and her contempt for Yan Hongchen in her heart had reached its extreme.

Zhao Yinshui seemed to have met a close friend by chance and said: "Brother Yan, I would like to have a lifelong friendship with you."

Yan Hongchen hurriedly said: "I can't do it, I can't do it, Brother Zhao, this can't be done. You are an unparalleled pavilion master. How can I, my little brother, be so virtuous and capable?"

Nangong Yue, who was next to her, shouted in her heart: "Shameless! It's extremely hypocritical. This old man has already called me, but he still can't do it? This is too shameless."

Zhao Yinshui held Yan Hongchen's hand and said, "My Lord, my Lord, Brother Yan, don't refuse! If you continue to refuse, I will get angry."

An old man and a young man face each other, making eye contact and expressing affection.

Nangong Yue really couldn't stand it any longer. This scene was so offensive and so irritating to the eyes.

Even the bloodthirsty halberd was in Yan Hongchen's mind, saying: "Yan family boy, I'm going to continue sleeping. If you have nothing to do in the future, don't contact me. I don't bother to be with you."

Yan Hongchen disagreed. In his heart, Zhao Yinshui was lonely. His kendo was a unique sword of literary love. No one could understand his kendo teachings.

It is even said that no one appreciates his way. Those disciples only practice his fast sword and are not attracted by the inner nature of his sword way, so no one in the sword pavilion understands him.

In this continent of gods, the phenomenon of respecting strength is too serious. Unlike the continent of Shinki, where we have the ability to govern the country with the power of men, and the peace and stability of the country with the power of force.

Just like Yan Chu back then, for a person who loves him so much, no matter how barbaric the barbaric country is, he will not be able to survive in the end.

Are you still moving towards peace and harmony?

Seeing that it was getting late, Yan Hongchen stood up and said, "Brother Zhao, it's getting late. I'll say goodbye here."

Zhao Yinshui said reluctantly: "Brother Yan, remember to come to Qingjian Pavilion often in the future. Yue'er, send your junior brother off for me. He is a rare talent of the Qingying Sect. He has practiced swordsmanship to the transformation state at a young age.

Not to mention, it will take just one month to practice swordsmanship to Xuan level, so you will have time to communicate more in private."

Nangong Yue said respectfully: "Yue'er, obey your orders!"

Yan Hongchen said: "Where is it? I'm going to say goodbye!"

Because Nangong Yue was favored by Zu Jian, she even received several sword energy gifts from Zu Jian, and she directly broke into the Light Sword Pavilion.

After joining Zhao Yinshui's sect, she showed extraordinary talent in cultivation.

In addition, she has a beautiful appearance, pleasant words and deeds, and has won the favor of many brothers and sisters. Zhao Yinshui also takes good care of her. Now, she can be regarded as the jewel in the palm of the Light Sword Pavilion.

Nangong Yuebu sent Yan Hongchen out of the sword pavilion, and went out with Yan Hongchen outside the pavilion, saying: "Master has often mentioned you in my ears this month, saying that you are very talented at a young age. Now I have to meet you.

He is just a hypocritical flatterer, and in my opinion, his reputation is somewhat untrue."

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen didn't care. It's definitely not the behavior of a man to argue with a woman. He said: "Senior sister, don't listen to the rumors from the outside. I'm just lucky enough to be trained in Xijian Pavilion. I'm just lucky!"

Nangong Yue stopped Yan Hongchen and said, "Junior brother, I have thought that I have outstanding talents since I was a child, and I disdain what others call geniuses. I want to compete with you in a sword show."

Yan Hongchen ignored Nangong Yue and continued towards the stairs of the lower peak.

Nangong Yue was originally a proud woman. With her appearance and talent, almost no young cultivator dared not to take her seriously.

But Yan Hongchen didn't even look at her, and in front of her master, Nangong Yue felt that she had suddenly fallen out of favor, which made Nangong Yue feel very unhappy.

An exquisite sword appeared in Nangong Yue's hand, shining brightly. She quickly came to Yan Hongchen and pressed the sword against his neck.

Yan Hongchen's eyes turned cold for a moment and said, "Senior sister, why is this?"

Nangong Yue said calmly: "Sword fight with me, and I will let you go."

Seeing that he was being threatened, Yan Hongchen said coldly: "Sister, please respect yourself. You are the pearl of the Light Sword Pavilion. Don't get hurt accidentally. I can't explain this to the Pavilion Master."

Nangong Yue suddenly couldn't hold it anymore. She had just entered the late stage of the Immaculate Realm in cultivation. With the quick swordsmanship of the Light Sword Pavilion, she thought she was not afraid of anyone in the same realm. Even if Yan Hongchen was at the peak of the Immaculate Realm, that

So what?

Seeing that he couldn't leave, Yan Hongchen said, "It seems that senior sister is determined to compete with the sword?"

Nangong Yue said: "You are a man, how can you be afraid of me? I am a woman who takes the initiative to compete with swords, how can you still be timid?"

Yan Hongchen said: "Okay! I promise you, please!"

Nangong Yue took back her sword and stayed there for a long time.

Seeing Yan Hongchen making some moves, he asked, "Why don't you draw your sword?"

Yan Hongchen shook his head and said, "I don't need to draw my sword when I compete with you."

"Arrogant, look at the sword!"

Being looked down upon by Yan Hongchen's words and deeds, Nangong Yue was so angry that she was going crazy. The sword in her hand was like a stream of light. This was the fast sword way of the Light Sword Pavilion. The sword moves were as fast as the storm, and the body technique was merged into the sword technique as fast as lightning.

The sword stabbed Yan Hongchen.

However, when Nangong Yuejian came within a foot of Yan Hongchen, he was unable to make an inch forward. A sharp sword energy surrounded the opponent, protecting him tightly.

This was the Xuanjie Sword Intention that Yan Hongchen understood. He remained motionless and allowed Nangong Yue to attack however he wanted. From the beginning to the end, he just stood there without taking any action.

Nangong Yuejiao shouted: "Light Wind Sword Style, break it!"

The sword energy around her turned into a sharp cone and stabbed Yan Hongchen, but it was still as if it was stuck on an iron plate and could not move any further.

Yan Hongchen was shocked and neutralized all Nangong Yue's attacks. She was also knocked back four to five meters, and she staggered a few times before she regained her balance.

Yan Hongchen quickly retracted his sword intent, stepped forward to help her, and said, "Senior sister, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yue didn't appreciate it at all, and suddenly swung the exquisite sword in her hand at Yan Hongchen. Due to the sudden change, Yan Hongchen's figure quickly retreated.

He raised his hand and saw that the sleeves were torn. They were new clothes given to him by Tie Li. Yan Hongchen's eyes suddenly turned cold. This was a look he would only have when he was serious.

Yan Hongchen looked at Nangong Yue and said angrily, "What an unreasonable woman."

Nangong Yue said: "Don't you know that you can't relax even a little bit when facing the enemy?"

When Nangong Yue saw that Yan Hongchen could not be harmed by one sword, she reluctantly took a step forward and flew over. She summoned up all her sword power to attack again.

As if the attack was within one meter of him, Yan Hongchen finally moved, raised his hand, pointed his sword at Nangong Yue, and the sword energy from his body spurted out.

"Sword intention, thousands of strength."

This is a move that Yan Hongchen recently realized. He uses the thousand-force force of his fist as sword energy. The lethality is equally powerful, and it is no more domineering than when used in conjunction with the War King's Halberd.

A surging sword intent bombarded Nangong Yue, and the sword she was guarding was instantly shattered. The power of the sword intent was not reduced and it struck Nangong Yue like a tear, but it did not hurt her skin.

The tyrannical sword energy only tore all his clothes apart, leaving only a thin chest covering on his upper body.

A sound of "Ah..." resounded through Light Sword Peak, and Nangong Yue hurriedly squatted down, took out a piece of clothing from the storage space and wrapped it around herself.

Yan Hongchen said: "Farewell, senior sister!"

The figure moved and turned into a blood shadow and disappeared from the place.

Nangong Yue's angry voice came from behind: "Yan Hongchen, you and I are at odds with each other!"

Yan Hongchen shook his head secretly and said, "Women are really troublesome!"

Isn't it just a simple sword show?
Chapter completed!