"Xiao Di, come down. Give the sword to the master. Today, the master will teach you how to be a human being!" Ling Xiao waved to Wu Di with a kind look on his face.

Wu Di fell down and handed the sword over. This action puzzled the martial arts heroes on the side.

"What's this? He still wants to fight?"

"Even if you want to fight, you should find a good sword! His disciple's sword is not as good as before!"

"Is it a bit difficult to accept after losing, so that he becomes mentally ill?" a group of people thought with malicious intentions.

Ling Xiao stretched out his finger and flicked it gently on the sword, sighing helplessly: "Sad, we master and apprentice are still poor after all. We are really incomparable to those famous sects. This weapon can only be used with inferior products."

"The master is right. Even if we have a wealth of wealth, we are always poor people in the martial arts path. Although we can only use inferior products, the master still holds a sword!" Wu Di said seriously.

Ling Xiao nodded with relief and turned around and his expression was full of depression. Can this apprentice not understand it blindly? As a teacher, he is really just sighing.

Looking at Duan Lang, he said, "Don't be arrogant when you win, don't be discouraged when you lose! Being a person is nothing more than the word "recruiting and letting go". Before, I interpreted the word "recruiting" on my old friends. Now I will tell you what "recruiting" is!" After saying that, I held my sword and raised it flat to point at Duan Lang.

Duan Lang smiled cruelly and said, "Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being merciless!" He had never shown mercifulness. From the beginning, Duan Lang's heart was only slaughtering*, even though Ling Xiao mentioned Nie Feng, a close friend who has been young since he was a child.

The fierce and powerful blood flames evaporated again. Facing the defeated general under his former command, the Fire Lin Sword seemed to be full of contempt, and the blood flames rolled and danced wildly as if they were declaring its existence!

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and moved his footsteps toward Duanlang. One step is a world, one step is a change, like the past's reluctance to him, or like the smile that the future showed him!

Ling Xiao knew what was missing in his sword intent, just like what he said before. Retract and release! In the past, he never used a sword when he could use his mouth, so he could converge and converge to the extreme! Convergence and compression are not qualitative changes, so he needed to release! He needed to move forward momentum, and he needed to cut through the illusion, the gods blocked the gods, and the Buddha blocked the determination to kill Buddhas!

He stabbed such a sword, constraining all swords to the extreme! But he used this sword to touch the Fire Lin Sword that was surging with flames and wild to the extreme!

Facing this seemingly ordinary sword, Duanlang, carried infinite fire and murderous intent, and met with the two swords. The blood flame seemed to be suddenly frozen by time. Suddenly, Ling Xiao's sword seemed to have suddenly added something to it, and the whole thing changed differently!

The white light of the blazing eyes flashed like the light of a meteor. The Duanlang rushed over at any speed and flew out at any speed! He smashed the outer wall and smashed the house. The function of the blood flames at this moment was only to make him fall a little better! Then he retreated back to the Fire Lin Sword as if he had encountered a little mouse who had a natural enemy.

Ling Xiao slowly put his sword away and carried it behind his back, and the blade had not broken a single step back!

At this moment, in the eyes of Qin Shuang and others, Ling Xiao was different. A momentum that could only be felt by a master-level master appeared clearly on him!

Ling Xiao casually handed the sword back to Wu Di. The whole process was plain and natural, as if it should be as simple as eating and drinking water. Wu Di also calmly took the sword and quietly accompanied him. The master and apprentice interpreted the word "pretending" to the fullest!

Qin Shuang's eyes suddenly burst into strange light, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. The grandmaster-like aura disappeared while Ling Xiao handed the sword back to Wu Di. It seemed that everything was an illusion.

"ah!"

Duan Lang roared and stood up from the gravel rubble. Looking at Ling Xiao's expression was filled with violent anger, but the flash of coolness in his eyes made Ling Xiao think.

Ling Xiao looked at the Fire Lin Sword that Duan Lang had in his hand, and then looked at his angry look and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Ling Xiao's sword intent has transformed, no longer the sword intent of Feixian Feidi, but his own sword intent!

However, this sword intent was born from the flying immortal from the sky. The domineering intention in it was still not something that a scale could be slapped, so the sword intent slapped the blood flame back into the Fire Lin sword. Duan Lang's reason also regained the dominance as the blood flame retreated!

There is no doubt that Duan Lang is also a hero. He realized some people and some things in his moment of sobering!

He is also the master of the Tianxia Society, Xiongba seems to be more employed by him, but why did he teach Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun's martial arts? But he still uses the family-born Sun Eclipse Sword Technique?

Even Ling Xiao could see his abnormality. Could it be that Xiongba couldn’t see it?

Nie Feng and he had the best relationship with him as an old friend of his childhood. Why did he send Nie Feng to the capital to be the meaningless Linglingxi?

The more Duan Lang thought about it, the more he became more and more afraid. He suddenly felt so cold all over his body, not the coldness of his body but the desolation in his heart! He suddenly remembered what Ling Xiao said before, and everyone knew that he had been "letting go", so he would continue to "let go"!

Although Duan Lang expressed his desire to eat Ling Xiao's flesh and blood, the Fire Lin Sword in his hand did not urge even a trace of sword intent.

Ling Xiaoyi, it seems that everyone has gained a lot! He no longer saw him turning around and putting the imperial edict hanging on the door into his arms, and said lightly: "If you don't want to gesture with me anymore, let's be here tonight!" As he entered the government office, Wu Di closed the door and followed the master.

Ling Xiao left casually, but the martial arts heroes behind him could not recover from the shock, "Did you see it? It's just one move!"

"No! And I'm using such a broken sword!"

"It's too unhelpful to look at Duan Lang's arrogant look!"

"So they really showed mercy before!"

"That's it! This Duan Lang really doesn't know how to advance and retreat!"

Qunhao's contempt and mockery did not arouse Duan Lang's anger. He just snorted coldly and left quickly with a gloomy face! He had to leave quickly. There were too many things in his heart to think about it carefully. He was afraid that after a long time, he would not be able to keep his mind going as if he was killed.

Seeing this, Bu Jingyun snorted coldly, saying nothing, but the contempt on his face was obvious.

Qin Shuang looked at Bu Jingyun's disdainful expression, then looked at Duan Lang's back who was eager to leave, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

"Look, I'll just say that the master is amazing! That Duanlang is not afraid at all!" Wu Di looked at Zhao Yuelu proudly and said, Zhao Yuelu's eyes were full of stars, looking at the master and apprentice with little heads.

Ling Xiao, who was walking slowly in front of him, suddenly stopped hearing this, turned around and said to Wu Di, "Xiao Di, you are actually on the same path in understanding the sword intent! We all understand our own sword intent through the flying immortals outside the sky. The flying immortals outside the sky originated from Ye Gucheng, although it is stronger and more complete than our sword intent. We all lack the ambition to be king and dominate, so we cannot use the flying immortals outside the sky without relying on the bonus of luck!"

"The disciple knows that Master Bai Tian's guidance has already made the disciple look a little angry, but it is not mature enough." Wu Di nodded.

Ling Xiao felt embarrassed. How could he lose his part in front of his disciples when he was a master? He said meaningfully: "That's great, then the master will tell you something else. The restraint of martial arts will help you have a deep understanding of it, but restraint does not mean it is absolutely correct. It is mainly to see whether your martial arts needs to be restrained! Take the flying immortal in the sky as an example. This kind of sword intent that is the only one is more suitable for being unrestrained and ostentatious! So while you comprehend the sword intent, you should also think about what your sword intent needs."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and entered the back hall. These insights were what he had just understood, and no matter how much he had, he would really lose them!

Wu Di was stunned in place, thinking about Ling Xiao's words in his mind. He seemed to have some understanding, but he seemed to be facing a layer of mist. In short, something was missing!

When Zhao Yuelu saw him, she knew that he was thinking and how dare she disturb him! She just blamed her for having a poor understanding. Ling Xiao’s words made sense, but she couldn’t understand anything she could hear!

"You are back." Wuqing greeted him casually, but he frowned slightly when he saw the wound on Ling Xiao's forearm.

Ling Xiao said lightly indifferently: "It's okay, this time I've gained a lot. I've made up for the account I've cheated by this kid."

Wu Xingyun curled his lips, "I really don't know what you think? Snatching people from the underworld is not a sealed ghost, but a soul that wants to enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

Ling Xiao's face turned up and looked at the black vortex in the air, "Underground, reincarnation, those mysterious things naturally have their own operating rules. But since the Ma family has the existence of the Forbidden Mantra of Returning to Yang, there must be its reason. Existence is the truth. Ma Xiaoling sacrifices for everyone and should get a chance to start over! Besides, I can also use this to get rid of Ma Xiaohu, the drag bottle, why not do it?"

"That's the last one!" Li Yingqiong rolled her eyes. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!