Feng Ao also took a fancy to this finger. Not only was the timing of this finger just right, but he also felt a little curious about Jiang Xingwan. This energy should be inspired by the unique meridians and thus the fingertips.
It was definitely not an accidental attack. It looked like it was a martial art that I had studied. The damage was small and the speed was fast. The targets were gathered in one place. Although the lethality was not as good as that of a fist, it still had enough impact and was not as powerful as a large-scale force.
The waste of external energy is very interesting. I will ask Miss Jiang later how she studied the unique internal force direction of the meridians.
On the martial arts training ground, Yun Xiao lost the opportunity by retreating and missed the advantage brought by the Eighteen Misty Styles. Jiang Xingwan took this opportunity to concentrate on moving the sword, and saw that the light blue became darker and colder, and the surroundings
The temperature had dropped, a faint chill radiated from the fine snow, and Jiang Xingwan and her eyes became a bit colder.
The long sword in his hand is like painting with ink, elegant and noble, smart and lively, but it also contains murderous intent. When the sword energy surges, it will strike the target's vital points.
"Jiang Yatou was very young when she came to Tianji Tower. She was pretty but cold-tempered. We found it troublesome, so we asked Haotian to take her as her apprentice. She has loved to study martial arts, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, but she didn't succeed
I think the combination of the two is a unique one. Brat, you have seen her before, right? How about it, do you suddenly feel that you are very bad? She is the eighth grade, and I guess in the past two years, the ninth grade has been completed.
.Do you want to think about it?”
Qin Junze originally listened very clearly, but later he became increasingly confused, "Master, what are you thinking about? Do you want Senior Sister Jiang to teach me swordsmanship?"
Feng Ao was so angry that his beard was blowing, "According to seniority, you are her master uncle. No matter how many people want to learn the swordsmanship of her master, why do you think about bullying the master and destroying the ancestors all day long! What I said is to think about it.
Let Girl Jiang be your wife!"
Qin Junze's mouth twitched, the master started again.
The competition between Yun Xiao and Jiang Xingwan is still going on. Different from the previous fights, this is a real battle between eighth-level warriors. The internal energy is aroused, and every time the sword energy collides, there will be a banging sound. However, Qin Junze noticed carefully that Yun Xiao
Jiang Xingwan's internal strength cultivation level should still be higher than Jiang Xingwan's, and his aura is steady and powerful. However, Jiang Xingwan's breathing was a little rapid during the confrontation. When he was suppressed, he also used Tianluo Steps to dodge, so that the two were evenly matched. Qin Junze couldn't help but have an extra one.
The thought, could it be that he is the ninth grade!
The two people on the field stood at both ends, staring at each other, both gathering strength.
"Feixue!" A sweet shout came from under Jiang Xingwan's veil, and she saw a sword flower on the tip of the Xixue sword. She suddenly mobilized her internal strength to form her own sword stance, and the Xixue sword came out.
After walking in a circle from top to bottom, an astonishing burst of coldness erupted! When he held the hilt of the sword again, it was as if he could actually see snow, and the coldness hit Yunxiao.
Looking at Yun Xiao again, it seemed that he had foreseen it, and he was still so graceful. The Qingfeng Sword faced the cold air, and a soft force accumulated along the sword. However, it seemed that the air flow around him had changed. At this moment,
The two forces collided together. Qin Junze originally thought that like his master just now, his internal energy would scatter in all directions, shocking the brothers and sisters outside the field. After all, he could feel the terrifying power of this force even from such a distance.
Qin Junze was already ready to retreat, but unexpectedly, Yun Xiao suddenly waved his sword and circled around him. The cold air also aroused with the Qingfeng Sword, seeming to form a circle surrounding Yun Xiao.
But it couldn't hurt him at all.
"This is Feng Congyundong and Yunxiao's self-created martial arts. They use their own internal force to drive the air flow. The Qingfeng Sword's movement dissipates the internal energy of others invisible. It is a kind of martial arts that uses softness to overcome hardness." Feng Ao saw Qin Junze.
He was confused and explained it to him on the sidelines.
Jiang Xingwan frowned, and the Xixue Sword activated his internal energy and continued to move upwards.
"A hundred phoenixes return to their nests",
The cold air tightly wrapped around Yun Xiao, and under the internal strength of the two of them, although the cold air surrounding Yun Xiao failed to hurt him, it did not dissipate so easily.
"Thousands of miles of ice!" came another sweet shout.
The cold air seemed to have spirituality and turned into ice naturally. The ice cubes spread and Yun Xiao's whole body was frozen in it. Everyone around him screamed in surprise.
Yun Xiao knew that if he continued like this, he might really lose to Jiang Xingwan, so he closed his eyes helplessly and gathered his own inner strength. When he opened his eyes, for just a moment, a stronger inner strength burst out,
It directly shattered the ice, and the ice shards scattered in all directions. Jiang Xingwan was too close, and his whole body was blown away. He fell directly outside the martial arts training ground, his veil fell off, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Just when the ice fragments broke out, Feng Ao reached forward with his right hand. All the ice blocks were fixed in mid-air, unable to hurt anyone. Everyone looked at Feng Ao.
"Old landlord!" "Great elder!"
Feng Ao shook his hand gently, and there was nothing else in front of him except Yun Xiaoai. Qin Junze stood beside him, marveling in his heart at the phenomenon that should have been a miracle to him, and the strength of his occasionally disrespectful master.
gained new understanding.
"Take Jiang Yatou back to heal her injuries. During this period, her tasks will be taken over by other disciples." Feng Ao looked at Yun Xiao, "Boy Yun Xiao, you are very good. You have broken through to the ninth level. I didn't give you and I
Grandpa is embarrassed, um, not bad."
"Thank you, Great Elder, for your compliment. I just tried my best to attack and almost hurt all my fellow disciples. Thanks to Great Elder for helping me."
"Even if I don't take action, this thing won't do much harm. The only one injured now is Jiang Yatou, and this girl is too stubborn! In this case, I won't bother to arrange anyone, so you can do her work."
"Yes, Great Elder, Yun Xiao knows."
"let's go."
Feng Ao turned around and walked towards Tianshu Pavilion. Qin Junze and Yun Xiao looked at each other behind him. Qin Junze saluted with both hands as a farewell and followed.
On the fifth floor of Tianshu Pavilion, there is still the same empty and huge pavilion, and the desk with a bottle of wine, but there is something new today.
"Disciple, what did you think of the competition just now?"
Qin Junze hesitated for a moment, "Master, in my humble opinion, in fact, if it were really a life and death battle, Senior Sister Jiang might not be able to last that long."
"Tell me."
"Senior Brother Yunxiao's Eighteen Misty Styles are indeed powerful. Senior Sister was able to escape by surprise. After that, Senior Brother Yun did not use them again. It is difficult to defeat Senior Sister Jiang's ink sword skills alone. Feng Congyundong even made Senior Brother himself
The characteristics of elegance and humility are shown to the extreme. Although the senior sister's Bingxin Jue is very unique and uses cold energy to suppress senior brother Yun Xiao, the gap between the ninth and eighth grades is indeed not small. If they are at the same level, it may be possible. Moreover, Yun
Senior Brother Xiao has not yet tried his best."
"That's right. My analysis is pretty good. I've learned a lot these days."
"Uh, okay, okay."
"How's it going? Do you have any thoughts on it?"
Qin Junze had another black line, why is this master so out of tune today, "Master, I'm still young, really."
This time, Feng Ao didn't react for a long time, "You brat, you didn't think about it when I asked you, but now something else comes to your mind! I'm asking you, what do you think of the two swords they used?"
Okay, my question.
Qin Junze's eyes suddenly turned to the square box on the desk, right?
"My guess is good, I brought it back to you. Go open it and have a look."
This was just an ordinary purple sword box, with a smooth and clean surface without any patterns, but what was hidden inside had an inexplicable attraction to Qin Junze.
Opening the hands slowly, the inside was filled with solid heavy wood, leaving only a space in the shape of a sword. At this moment, there was a sword that seemed to be sleeping in the space, wrapped tightly in a thick layer of yellow cloth.
It's so solid, it's just waiting for someone with a heart to bring it back to the world.
Qin Junze glanced at the master, exhaled, gently took it in his hands, and then gently lifted it up. Just when he was about to uncover the yellow cloth, Qin Junze suddenly felt panic and fear, but he
I believe that the master will not harm himself, but this sword is unique and different in its own way.
Put it on the table and slowly lift "its veil" from the hilt of the sword. It was during this process that Qin Junze was shocked by this sword.
Feng Ao also looked at the sword, "The core of the sword is made from extremely hard meteorites. In addition, there is a layer of blade melted on it, which is made of metals and minerals that are rare in the world."
The word "cutting iron like mud" is not an exaggeration at all; its hilt is made of agarwood that has been immortalized in water for thousands of years. It has been placed on the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It is said that
In order to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, a layer of ink-like iron thunder stone powder (ground from stones that have been struck by lightning all year round) was polished on the surface, and agarwood was inserted into it. The refining process of this sword is even more complicated. According to legend,
The best swordsmiths in the world smelted it in the Flame Cave in the Valley of Flames. The fire there came from the ground and was the hottest flame. The sea blue agate on the hilt was rare and was usually found on the seaside.
The treasure that was paid tribute by the country can only be found deep under the sea. It was later inlaid by future generations for the sake of luxury. It gathers the power of the five elements and the essence of the sun and the moon. Now you know how precious this sword is."
Qin Junze touched the sword body. It was engraved with a lifelike dragon. If you don't look carefully, it would be difficult to spot. There are also light golden dragon patterns on both sides, making the sword more noble. The connection between the hilt and the sword body
There is a small seal script, and Qin Junze vaguely recognizes it, which should be the character "xie".
"Master, do you really want to give it to me? This sword is too valuable."
"How is it possible to take back what I want to give you? This sword was worn by a big shot when it was made. It was passed around several times and was used by the emperor in the palace. I heard that it was once given to a man with many military exploits.
I was a general, and there is no record after that. It can be said that it has a long history. I got it by chance as a teacher. As long as you don’t dishonor this sword, there’s nothing wrong with it! My apprentice, Feng Ao, is definitely worthy of it!”
Qin Junze looked at Feng Ao. After hearing these words, he knelt down and slapped his head three times.
"My disciple will never disgrace his master, and he will never let this sword waste time!"
"Well, there is a will and a will. Remember what you said. In addition, I really don't know the name of this sword as a master. It is mostly rumored and unofficial, and there is no relevant introduction. You can choose a suitable one yourself."
Looking at the word on the sword, Qin Junze's eyes widened, and his whole body seemed to melt into the sword.