The old man was very persistent, as if he had to force Yan Yan to draw his sword. From time to time, he would speak to Yan Yan in a commanding tone.
Fortunately, I didn't mean to force it, I just called it a few more times.
The rock turns a deaf ear. I listen to you as you call me. As for whether to draw the sword or not, it is not that easy.
You can use your sword however you want. If you just say something, I will listen to you.
But the old man would shout and draw his sword from time to time.
The rock was unmoved, so why did he have to draw his sword? Such a mystery made him increasingly unhappy. The feeling of being controlled by someone was very unpleasant.
"Nine Transformations of Xuantian"
The old man flashed and danced on the duckweed, the shadow of his sword erratic.
Performing such sword skills over and over again seems to be a tireless teaching.
But every time, you have to shout loudly and draw your sword.
Every time he shouted such a sound, Rock would be in a daze, and a few times he even took out the divine sword and wanted to pull it out.
But every time, I miraculously managed to control myself in the end and not be confused.
The Nine Transformations of Xuantian have finally been completed. Although I am not very proficient yet, I already have a good look. It just lacks a little time.
Maybe the old man appeared just to make Yan Yan draw his sword, but even he didn't know why he couldn't control Yan Yan.
Of course, he is just a remnant, and he only stays here for this set of swordsmanship.
There seems to be nothing else, and even some aspects are very lacking.
You can't treat him like a normal person.
Of course, he seemed to know this, so he never asked for rocks by force.
Unknowingly, the boat had docked and turned into a couch lying on the beach. The magic lamp was still on the armrest.
"Draw...sword"
A low and slow shout made the rock jump, because the figure came from behind him.
They have already landed on the shore, the old man has disappeared, and Xuantian's Nine Transformations have achieved some success. Why is there still a call to draw a sword? The key point is that such a sound of drawing a sword is not familiar.
Turning around to look, the rock was a little dumbfounded.
It's the same old man, but this man is sitting cross-legged on the ground.
However, this person had not moved for an unknown amount of time. His black cloak was almost buried in the dust, and he looked like a pile of dirt.
The rock didn't feel alive on him, which was strange.
Suddenly, I saw smoke rising from the mound, and slowly coalescing into an old man's face, which was the same as the old man's face on the mound.
The old man's physical body was still sitting cross-legged and motionless. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time, but his soul was still there.
"Draw the sword..."
With a shout, clusters of smoke suddenly appeared on the boulder, and souls came over one after another.
Looking carefully at the rock, he saw that there was no huge boulder, but a pile of corpses. No wonder they came out from there.
呲呲
Pillars of smoke rose from the ground, figures swayed, and souls stood holding swords, pointing at the rocks.
"Draw your sword, draw your sword."
The different shouts all asked him to draw his sword.
In just a moment, many such souls gathered around him, holding swords and roaring, asking him to draw the sword.
"Hehehe..."
Rock looked around and giggled.
Step after step, link after link.
Don't force yourself to draw the sword.
Sonorous
The long sword was drawn out, but it was still an ordinary sword.
Don't even think about pulling out the divine sword, so you won't pull it out stupidly.
However, these souls don't care what sword he draws. As long as they see you draw a sword, it doesn't matter what sword he draws.
It's really just for competition.
"kill"
The souls who were close to the rock raised their swords to attack. As if with a command, all the souls that appeared moved and came like a tide.
Rock treated them coldly. These souls were not particularly powerful. They were far different from Fuyin and the others. They were far inferior to them, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Swish Swish Swish
The rock shuttles among these souls and performs the Nine Transformations of Xuantian. It is just a practice, and it is actual combat.
Such an opponent is too easy. He is considered a master now.
These people are really nothing in front of him, they are too weak.
Puff puff puff puff
The soul is constantly exploding, and it is not an enemy at all.
The rock held a sword and weaved around. Wherever the long sword passed, one long sword after another flew up.
As long as the sword flies away, the person will be gone and there will be no possibility of escape.
The opponent is not on the same level at all, he is just looking for abuse.
The place was cleared in the blink of an eye.
Leaning on the sword on the beach, he was thoughtful. Could it be that these were not deliberately arranged, otherwise he wouldn't be so weak!
Can't figure out why!
"No one has been here in years, hehe..."
A man in a black cloak walked closer from a distance, holding a sword in his hand. His appearance could not be seen clearly, and he was completely covered by the black cloak.
Huh!
When you are alive, you are a living person.
This actually shocked the rock. There were still living people here.
I thought these people were all corpses, but it turns out there are still people alive.
"Hand over all your belongings and don't even think about going up the mountain. You won't be able to go up..."
The man who came threatened Yan Yan sounded like a robber, which almost made Yan Yan laugh.
There are robbers in this shitty place, what do you think?
What are these people doing? They have been robbing all this time.
The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
In such a ghost place, there are still robbers.
"Get lost...this is my territory..."
Suddenly, another man in black cloak came from the opposite direction, pointed at the one who came first and shouted.
With just a voice, the guy who came first immediately stopped eating and ran away in despair without a trace of hesitation.
The man left behind suddenly lifted up his cloak, revealing a pale face. He was a thin middle-aged man.
"We are wanderers under this sacred mountain. We are not strong enough to go up to the sacred mountain...so take out your cultivation resources!"
The middle-aged man gave a brief introduction and asked Yan Yan to hand over his cultivation resources. It seemed that Yan Yan was determined to take over.
Once you get here, you have to hand over everything.
"Are you alive?"
Rock was very curious as to how these people got here.
"Yes! A living person! Unfortunately, there is no difference between a dead person!"
The middle-aged man's words were dejected and had a musty air, as if they were thousands of years old.
It looks like he has been here for countless years.
Rock looked around and suddenly found that there were quite a few black cloaks like this, all of them wandering around and watching from a distance.
It seems that these people are not as good as the guy in front of me, so they don't dare to get close.
The key is that no one knows when they appeared.
I didn’t notice there were so many people there when I first arrived!
All I saw were dead people, and now a lot of living people suddenly appeared, still spying from a distance, and I suddenly became interested.
"Are they afraid of you?"
The rocks were pointing around, with curiosity in his eyes. In such a place, with so many people, it seems that this middle-aged man should be the most powerful here.
"Yes! I am the most powerful, but it is also relative."
The middle-aged man looked up at Yanqi Mountain, his eyes lonely and desolate.
Even if you are the strongest, so what!
Compared with the people who go up the mountain, I am nothing.
Rock followed the man's eyes and saw that there were so many dead people nailed to the stone swords that he could not even count them.
"I understand, you don't dare to go forward, you don't dare to go up the mountain, because you are not as good as them, far inferior."
The rock coldly and ruthlessly opened the curtain in the middle-aged man's heart.
It turns out they are a group of cowards without courage!
Came to challenge Yanqi Mountain, but found it difficult.
Those who are stronger than you are dead, and you will end up with the same fate if you go up there.
die
And it's a very embarrassing death because you can't reach a higher level.
That is to say, ordinary people will die in a miserable state.
Just like that pile of soil, it was inconspicuous and was thrown together indiscriminately.
Because you are the most ordinary existence with nothing attractive.
Even if you die.
It's very difficult to surpass these people.
The problem is that there is no possibility of improving one's cultivation level while staying here because there are no cultivation resources.
I want to leave but don’t have the face to do so, so I’m in a dilemma!
"Who says I dare not? I dare."
The middle-aged man roared with intense emotion and waved his sword with a ferocious expression.
He looked fierce and fierce.
"Tsk, you are throwing something into your eyes, you are not a man! A coward, you don't dare to go up, you don't want to leave, you are a weak person who is wasting your life! When will you become smarter?"
Rock raised his head, raised his chin, and squinted at him.
crunch
The middle-aged man held the hilt of the sword with anger burning in his eyes. Not only did his hand squeak, but his teeth were almost broken when he bit it.
"May I have your name?"
Shi Yan was very curious. This man was really strange. He talked so much nonsense but never made any move. He seemed to be a good negotiator.
It's enough to just squeeze in. There's no grievance or enmity, so why do you have to fight to the death?
Something not worth taking.
"I... have no name or surname!"
The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to mention it and said something perfunctory.
He seemed to be ashamed, so he didn't dare to speak.
"Aren't you nameless? Hey! You look like a shadow, so let's call you Shadow! No, call you Shadow. You're domineering, ah! Hahaha."
Rock said half-jokingly to liven up the atmosphere!
"It's up to you, Yingsha will be Yingsha, and soon you will forget about me..."
The middle-aged man smiled and walked towards the rock step by step, looking like he was about to take action.
After all, cultivation resources are the most important, and everything else is just a cloud.
"Hey! I still have to take action, it's a waste of my time."
Yan Yan shook his head. After saying so much, he still wanted to fight, so let's fight.
When the two of them fought together, neither of them tried their best, and they were still getting to know each other and testing each other.
Yan Yan is new to Xuantian Nine Transformations and is very unfamiliar with it. It would be great to take this opportunity to practice his skills.
But who is Yingsha? He saw the condition of the rocks after a few times. His face changed at that time. The sword in his hand suddenly turned and accelerated, and suddenly there was a change in the sky and the earth.
How could Rock adapt to it? He was thinking about the Nine Transformations of Xuantian, but how could his unfamiliar hands and feet face the violent storm of attacks.
After a while, it came to a point where danger was everywhere. For a while, I was in a hurry and retreated step by step.
puff
The rock jumped onto the boat, and the boat transformed into Xiangfei's couch was still on the shore. Then he panted and looked at the shore.
Yingsha did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. He stood on the shore and looked at the rocks on the boat. His face was covered by his black cloak. He didn't know what he was thinking.