那边与沙寨主相斗的王肃手中的刀却突然乌芒炽烈,身随刀转,一刀横断,斩断虚空.这一刀依然是那么的简单,却又有着另一种难言的魅力,那朴实,直接,简单的刀光仿佛代表的是天道.

The sword lights danced by the Shazhai Master flashed in circles of half-arcs, but they were destroyed under Wang Su's sword.

Knife cut off.

沙寨主手中弯刀朝头顶一划,半弯弧光朝王肃划去.他的脸上并没有半点别的反应,像是一切尽在心中.他身形在那一刀划出之后消失了,又在侧方不远处出现,一刀朝王肃的侧身斩下.

王肃的身体应刀而散,而沙寨主的头颈之后却出现了一柄大刀,刀身笔直生硬,一刀便已经斩落了沙寨主的头颅.在空中抛飞的头颅的眼神之中有着难以置信之色.

The eyes of "kill with one arrow" pointed at the arrow, and the starlight in the sky had disappeared, and the only panicked eyes in the whole world were Yi Yan.

He likes to shoot people's eyes, and whenever this is the fastest and most peaceful time, he always thinks: "I shoot the stars outside the nine heavens, how can the worldly worlds bind me?"

He did not notice that the Shazhai Master had his head beheaded at this moment.

The arrow comes out.

A ray of light appeared in the dark void. It was a spiritual power with purple air, with the confidence of the arrow owner.

The arrow shattered in the void, but formed a faint light arrow in the dark sky. At the front of the light arrow was the arrow that did not break with the arrow shaft.

Go straight to Yi Yan's throat.

死亡的恐惧让易言心如冰封,他大吼一声,死亡的阴影让他的求生之念涌动,体内的灵力汹涌而起.手腕之中涌起灵光如焰,那绳索在灵光之中迅速的腐朽,飞散.

At the same time, a layer of spiritual light surged from his body. The moment the arrow fell into the spiritual light, it seemed like it had pierced into the water, and its speed immediately weakened.

一层灵波荡漾开来,易言身向后仰倒,却并没有朝大地上掉落,而是整个人如树叶一般随风翻飞而起,旋转飘飞,落在不远处的一根旗杆上,单脚立在上面.

风吹起他的衣服如旗一般飘扬.他的右手食指和中指之间夹着一个三角的箭头,有鲜血顺着两指流下.他像是根本就没有发觉,只是冷冷的看着那一群射箭的土匪.火光无法照到他的脸,他身上此时散发的气息就像是刚从牢笼之中放出来的猛兽.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the arrow fell to the ground like a cold star, sank into his right eye, which was "killed with one arrow", and penetrated into his mind.

"Ah..." He killed the whole person with one arrow and flew backwards. Before he landed, Yi Yan had already flew down from the flagpole and pointed at the group of bandits like a sword, with his fingers as bright as a sword blade.

The bandit roared and raised its sword to pounce on him. Yi Yan did not dodge or avoid it, and his sword-like fingers penetrated into the eyes of the person who was in the first place.

"Ah..." The first one fell down.

Then the rushing forward did not retreat because of this, but roared even more madly and rushed up. The knife in his hand stabbed or slashed, and swung it fiercely at Yi Yan.

易言冲入,身形飘忽,每一步所踏之处是在他们的空隙之处,或急或缓,或直或旋转.只见一道道淡蓝色的灵光自人群之中闪逝而出,一个个的人倒下,倒的地方,鲜血流于一地,就如莲花绽放.

Only Yi Yan was standing there.

Wang Su looked at Yi Yan's trembling body and walked over and said, "Your father not only passed on his spiritual power to you, but also passed on his combat experience to you. How much you can understand depends on yourself. His own essence is hidden in spiritual power. If you do not understand the things he passed on to you within three months, you will never be able to understand it when the essence is dissipated. Even spiritual power can only retain a small part of it on you at most."

Yi Yan looked up at Wang Su's expressionless face, and he didn't know whether what he was saying was true or false.

"Only between life and death can we arouse what is hidden deep in your body." Wang Su continued: "Can you still walk?"

"Yes." Yi Yan responded gasping.

"Then you go down the mountain first, I'll come later. This is the medicine for injury, just apply it externally." After Wang Su said that, he entered the mountain village.

Everything that happened was a storm for Yi Yan, but after hearing Wang Su's calm voice and faint eyes, he felt mixed in his heart.

He went to pick up the "Taiping" sword and looked at Wang Su's background again. He didn't know how true or false his words were. Maybe they were all true or all false.

The pain suddenly came on his feet and he woke up. He endured the pain and cut off the arrow that passed through his calf with a sword, and then pulled it out. Fortunately, he did not hurt the bones. After tying it tightly with his clothes to stop the bleeding, he leaned on the ground with his sword and walked towards the mountain step by step.

The surging spiritual power just now had retreated like a tide, but he knew that the spiritual power in his body had increased a lot. The battles just now seemed to have merged into his body and turned into his own experience.

The cold mountain breeze at night blew the sweat on his body, making him feel particularly cold. He pulled open the collar of his chest and let the cold mountain breeze blow the passionate blood in his heart.

Never before, he had such a desire to gain strength in his heart, and he never wanted to taste the feeling that life was controlled by others in a moment of thought.

Deep inside him, another heart seemed to be beating.

The road at the foot of the mountain is unclear in the stars, and there are occasional rustling wherever he passes, and even if there are beasts, he is no longer afraid. He wants to draw out his sword, chant the exciting poems in his memory, or shout, pierce a hole into the void, but he is afraid that Wang Su will hear it in this quiet mountain, and he will laugh at him in his heart.

When Yi Yan was only halfway up the mountain, he saw the fire on the top of the mountain and the fire swelled into the sky.

However, when he walked around and finally returned to the foot of the mountain for a long time, he found the horse and ate some dry food. After that, Wang Su did not go down the mountain until the dawn of the day. However, Wang Su was still carrying a woman in his hand. The woman had very few clothes on her body, and she looked like she had just been caught from the quilt.

She seemed tired and was thrown to the ground by Wang Su. Her scattered head could still tell that she was a beautiful woman.

"Kill her." Wang Su said to Yi Yan who was standing up.

Yi Yan was shocked, and Wang Su said again: "Kill her."

The woman's eyes were full of fear and begging.

"Why, why do you want to kill her?" Yi Yan couldn't help but asked Wang Su.

"Why don't you kill?" Wang Su asked.

"She is just a woman without resistance, I can't kill her." Yi Yan said.

Wang Su said: "She is not an ordinary woman. Her hands are already covered with blood. If you kill her, you will never kill innocent people by mistake. As a person who is about to embark on the road of cultivation, you must not only be fearless, but also be able to withstand the hard heart of fragile life in front of you. I have been walking in this world for so many years and walking in the sword cluster. This is my experience. Now I will tell you that it is up to you to decide how to do it yourself."

After he said that, he turned around and walked forward, no longer looking at Yi Yan.

Yi Yan raised the Taiping Sword in his hand and pointed the sharp edge at the woman. The woman looked at Yi Yan in panic. The sun shone on her body, but she was trembling. She didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to be able to speak. Yi Yan could see her attachment and begging for life.

Yi Yan put down his sword and wanted to say that I couldn't do it.

Wang Su was already ready to get on the horse. Yi Yan did not say a word, so he chased after him, got on the horse, and followed Wang Su quickly left.

He looked back and the woman was struggling to stand up. He suddenly thought to himself: "Since life is so fragile, I cannot easily deprive it."

Walking towards the rising sun, the pain on his body reminded him that his own life was actually equally fragile, and now it is just a newly sprouted seed and cannot withstand any heavy blows.

After that, because Yi Yan was injured, he walked slowly.

Wang Su did not say that he did not kill that woman, just as everything happened, but there were even fewer words between him and Yi Yan.

However, I take time to teach Yi Yan's sword technique every day. The sword technique is simple and simple, and complicated.

There was no special dodging, it was just a very simple dance within a very small range, but the body kept turning and it was very fluctuating, but there was no move that stabbed the attacker.

Yi Yan asked a question, and Wang Su said: "As long as you practice this set of sword techniques to the point of being proficient in the realm of transformation, it will be enough for you to enjoy for a lifetime." He also said: "This sword technique seems to have no attack, but the sword can attack the enemy. After you have mastered it, you can naturally turn defense into attack."

After only three days of teaching this simple sword technique, Wang Su stopped teaching it. Until he was about to arrive in Kuncheng, Wang Su suddenly gave him a book one night. It seemed to be a book, and the words on it were obviously newly written. This book explains the sword technique. Although the sword technique is simple, it has written more than 30 pieces of paper. Yi Yan flips it casually and feels that every word is gem. However, Kuncheng is already close, and he no longer reads it, and is only ready to meet Mr. Lin.

On this occasion, Wang Su suddenly took him to a garment shop and bought two sets of clothes. Yi Yan brought his own clothes all the way and was already dirty. He took him to an inn to rest for a night before leaving.

This seemed like a small matter, but it solved Yi Yan's constant worry. He was afraid that he would see Mr. Lin too quickly because he was too rushing to see him, which affected his appearance on himself.

In the morning, Yi Yan and Wang Su came to Kuncheng. When Yi Yan looked at the city that had been standing in the wind and rain for hundreds of years, he was thinking about what his father was like when he first came here.
Chapter completed!