"Senior knows about the Wuji Sword Sect?"

"It was a bit famous at that time, how could I not know?"

Nangong Wentian glanced at Su Yun and said indifferently: "I thought Wuji sword technique had been lost. I didn't expect that my successor was also the successor of Wuji sword technique. Is this God's will?"

"Your successor?" Su Yun frowned and said, "Senior, did I not say I wanted to accept your teaching?"

"You have consumed all the array seals that I use as the origin of the heart. You have gained the bonus of my life's talent and countless benefits, but now I say I don't accept my teachings? Why? Don't you want to be my successor?" Nangong Wentian snorted with a chill expression: "Or do you think my fast sword is not as good as the sword-breaking technique of Wuji swordsmanship?"

"Breaking Sword Art? Do not insult the Wuji Sword Sect!"

Su Yun was annoyed, shouted softly, and his hands shook, and thousands of swords came out together.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish

The sound of flying swords galloping endlessly, and a large number of sword shadows flew towards Nangong Wentian like spreading wings.

The strong sword intent came, but Nangong Wentian held the sword with one hand and stood still.

Contempt!

Naked contempt!

Su Yun felt cruel and did not hold back. He stabbed Qian Jian fiercely at Zhi, and a circle of swords turned into swords wrapped around Nangong Wentian.

However!

Just as the sword circle was approaching Nangong Wentian, a large number of sword shadows bloomed around Nangong Wentian to resist the attacking sword circle.

"Um?"

Su Yun's eyes were tightened.

Nangong Wentian didn't even move, but the thousand swords could not hurt him.

etc!

Su Yun suddenly noticed something and stared at Nangong Wentian's hand with his eyes focused on him.

But he saw his arms trembling slightly.

It’s not that he didn’t move! It’s that the frequency of movement is too fast! This creates the illusion of not moving!!

Nangong Wentian has been resisting the flying swords around him!!

How fast does this cause this to cause such a phenomenon to people?

Su Yun was stunned and thought.

"Although you have many swords, they are all too slow! Slowness can make people sleep!"

Nangong Wentian said calmly, and his body suddenly moved slightly.

Su Yun felt a chill in his heart. He looked down and saw that a slender sword had come to his heart.

A hint of coldness overflowed the sword's edge, penetrated into the skin, piercing the heart, as if the heart was about to be pierced in the next second.

Nangong Wentian is already standing in front of him

"I lost!"

Su Yun gritted his teeth and said secretly.

Nangong Wentian put down his sword.

Su Yun clasped his fists with his hands and bowed to Nangong Wentian: "Senior fast sword is indeed well-known, and I have received the teachings."

"I know how powerful my fast sword is this time?" Nangong Wentian said, "But it's not too late to understand now. I'll ask you, would you like to be my successor?"

"If the senior is willing to take back the previous insults to the Wuji Sword Sect."

"Hmph, you are getting more and more aggressive at this time! I don't want to teach them many people who ask me. You have received this great gift, but you are still not grateful." Nangong Wentian's expression became colder.

"The Wuji Sword Party has recreated grace to the younger generation. Although I am not a gentleman, I have clear grudges and grudges. Benefit is kindness. I will never be disrespectful to those who have kindness, nor will I allow others to disrespect my benefactor!"

"It's just a damn brain!"

Nangong Wentian Leng said, "But do you think you don't want to learn here? Boy, I tell you, I will never take back those words. Similarly, I will pass on your unique skill "Wind God Sword Technique"! The less you want to learn, the more I want you to learn!"

After saying that, Nangong Wentian raised the sword in his hand and started dancing.

His movements were very slow, as slow as an old man who was playing Tai Chi. What shocked Su Yun was that he actually grabbed the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword and danced with his movements.

"What's going on?" Su Yun said in surprise.

"This is the world in my heart, and it is naturally controlled by me! Boy, here, I am God. You will do whatever I want you to do, and you cannot help you!"

Nangong Wen shouted coldly, and then he recited the sword technique formula loudly: "Qi movement and tendons; concentrating and understanding the heart; from slowness, it will be fast; slowness will be faster; sword moves with heart; qi moves with sword; heart and sword are united; slowness will be faster; fastness will be faster"

While drinking, Nangong Wentian lit the sword according to the mantra, and Su Yun could not control himself and his body began to move. Although he was not willing to move, the movements of the limbs developed an inexplicable familiarity. After practicing like this for a long time, as long as Su Yun had a thought, the limbs would make corresponding movements.

"When I train your body into a storm, even if you don't want to be my successor, you won't be able to do it at that time!!"

Nangong Wentian said coldly, and his slow sword swing gradually became faster and faster, just like a motor that began to rotate, faster and faster, and the movement became smoother. The sword shadow driven by his arm actually had a stunning beauty, and the strong wind danced with the sword's edge.

"Stop it quickly!"

Su Yun growled.

"Be my successor, abandon Wuji swordsmanship!!" Nangong Wentian shouted.

"no way!"

"Then I will teach you all the "Wind God Sword Technique"! I will not only teach you this sword Technique, but also teach you the essence! The more you do this, the more I will let you be my successor!!"

Nangong Wentian was drinking, the faster the sword dance was, and Su Yun felt that he could not see his arm clearly. The Shenxuan Red Blood Sword was swinging and even the shadow was gone.

Above the sky, several figures were flying rapidly. In front of these people were huge palaces located in the clouds.

These palaces are built in magnificently, with tiles and jade pillars shining brightly and full of atmospheres. White clouds float among the palaces, making them particularly beautiful, like a fairyland.

This place is called "Tianwang Palace", which is a well-known sect

"Elder, no matter whenever you look forward, you will feel that this place is a fairyland. I really didn't expect that we could step into such a fairyland-like place." A sigh rang beside Long Xianli, it was Bai Yan's fan.

"It is really a blessing from heaven to come here to practice this time. Yan Fan, you are the most talented in our sword sect. You must seize this opportunity, practice hard, and strive to catch up with the progress of these disciples as soon as possible. Don't lose the face of our sword sect." Long Xianli said softly.

"Yes, elder." Bai Yan nodded.

After hearing this, the disciples of the Heavenly King Palace who led the way turned around and burst into laughter, with a hint of disdain floating in their eyes: "The disciples here are the lowest in strength, all the sixth grade of Lingxuanyang, and there are countless geniuses. Although this little girl has good talent, her cultivation is too poor. It is not easy to catch up with the most ordinary disciples here!"

Bai Yan frowned and wanted to speak out, but was pressed down by Long Xianli next to her.

She shook her head gently and signaled Bai Yan not to be impulsive.

The disciple who led the way turned his head and continued to lead the way.

Bai Yanfan then gave up.

"Yan Fan, although the leader has a lot to do with the palace master of the Heavenly King Palace, the relationship is related to the relationship. The strong people in this world are respected. Even my cultivation level can only be ranked as the lowest level here. It is reasonable that we will be despised. You don't have to take it seriously, but the more we do this, the harder we need to practice, do you understand?"

Long Xianli said softly.

"Yan Fan understands." Bai Yan Fan whispered, but her fist was clenched secretly.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

At this moment, several green clouds flew from the sky, and rushed towards it like missiles. When everyone heard the sound, they looked at it together, but they saw the clouds falling in front of the Heavenly King Palace and stopped immediately. The fog dissipated, and an old woman and several men and women stood above the clouds.

"Babys of the Heavenly King Palace! Get out of the old woman! You slaughter my disciple's life! Today I want you to pay your blood debts!!"

The old woman stood on a vine stick and shouted in the direction of the palace group.

A shrill roar spread throughout the palace complex.

"ah?"

The disciple who led Long Xianli and others to the Heavenly King Palace changed his face when he saw these people. He shouted "Ah" and turned around and ran away.

"Master, there are a few disciples from the Heavenly King Palace there!"

At this time, a sharp-eyed woman next to the old woman pointed at Long Xianli and whispered.

"Oh?" The old woman turned her head, and her old face covered with dead tree bark showed disdain: "I want to run away! Ant, I want to say hello when I walk in front of my old woman, do you know?"

The sound fell, and the old woman grabbed her out of thin air, her hands extended infinitely, and she grabbed the disciple directly, and then pinched her five fingers like a vine.

Snap.

The disciple's whole body was shattered like a broken watermelon, with blood and internal organs falling from the air.

“So strong!”

Bai Yanfan and Long Xianli both trembled in their hearts.

"Two more!"

"Slaughter together!"

The men and women beside the old woman moved together and rushed towards this end.

Long Xianli's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly shouted at Bai Yan beside her: "Go!"

After saying that, he sacrificed his sword and rushed towards those people.
To be continued...