When Yang Tian said these words, Han Xianrou was stunned on the spot.
Her whole body was almost turned to stone.
"What did you say? Do you know what this sword monument means?"
Han Xianrou revealed a trace of black line on her forehead and said: "This is the ancient sword tablet. The sword techniques on it cover that era in ancient times. The sword marks engraved on it are the terrifying sword techniques performed by the amazing and talented people of that era.
, is a sword technique that has been lost in this era, why do you look down on it?"
"Because it's too weak."
Yang Tian spoke in an indifferent tone.
With this sentence, Han Xianrou almost went crazy.
She gritted her teeth and defended: "The material of this sword monument is extraordinary. Even the sword techniques used by strong men who have just entered the Golden Immortal Realm may not leave traces on this sword monument. Therefore, there is not a single sword mark on it.
Not only can you see the power of the sword technique, but you can also see the strength of the user."
"How do you know so much?"
Yang Tian glanced at Han Xianrou in surprise, with a little doubt on his face.
Han Xianrou took a deep breath, and then explained: "Because the most powerful sword technique in our sect is missing, and according to the records in our sect's ancient books, the complete version of this sword technique in my sect,
It was engraved here by the ancestors, so I came to try my luck and see if I can fully understand this sword technique with my talent."
"What sword technique?"
Yang Tian asked something
"Twenty-three sword styles!"
Han Xianrou said the name of this sword technique. Her sect and its sword technique had not been produced for hundreds of years, so Han Xianrou thought that even if he told it, Yang Tian would not know it.
However, when the young man heard this sword technique, his face showed a little astonishment.
"Yungong Sword Sect? Twenty-three styles of swords?"
When Yang Tian finished saying this, it was Han Xianrou's turn to be dumbfounded.
Her beautiful eyes widened, she looked at Yang Tian in disbelief and asked: "You...how did you know the name of my sect? You know, even a being of the Sword King's level cannot know the name of my sect."
The existence of the sect, my sect has not been born for hundreds of years, this is my first time coming down the mountain, and I have never mentioned my sect in front of you."
Hearing this, Yang Tian said with a smile on his face: "The twenty-three sword styles are famous all over the world, and they are among the top ten sword techniques in the sword field. However, it is a pity that only the twenty-two styles still exist, and the last style only exists in legends.
I was fortunate enough to have seen it from your twenty-fifth generation sect leader, and learned a few tricks, how could I not know this?"
"ah?"
Han Xianrou was dumbfounded.
As if she was petrified, she looked at Yang Tian, the corners of her eyes twitched hard and said in disbelief: "How could you have seen this before? This is nonsense, let alone the fact that this is already the 28th generation sect leader, even
The sword techniques only have the first twenty moves. Where did the last two moves come from? Our sect has been hidden from the world for many years, and we will never reveal the sword techniques to suppress the sect to outsiders. There is absolutely no way you have seen them."
"Is it already the 28th generation? It seems that another old friend of mine has died!"
Yang Tian sighed, then gently raised his palm, and saw twenty-two sword techniques appearing in his palm.
Every sword technique exudes terrifying fluctuations.
He didn't explain anything, but this alone proved that he was not lying.
When she saw the twenty-two sword techniques in Yang Tian's hand, Han Xianrou took a step back, her eyes almost bulging out.
"This...how is this possible?"
Her face was slightly pale, and she stared at Yang Tian in disbelief, as if she were looking at a monster.
Yang Tian ignored Han Xianrou's shock and said softly: "I didn't expect you to be from the Yungong Sword Sect. I have some connection with the twenty-fifth generation master of the Yungong Sword Sect. Since this sword monument is
There are twenty-three styles of swords in it, then try to see if you can understand it!"
When she heard this sentence, Han Xianrou had a look of astonishment on her face.
The twenty-fifth generation sect master has been around for hundreds of years. The young man in front of him looks like he is only in his twenties. How could he know her sect master?
But if he said he didn't know him? Why did he recognize his sect and know how to use the twenty-two sword styles? There are two more styles than the twenty sword styles preserved by her sect.
However, while she was stunned, the young man was already walking towards the sword platform.
Seeing this scene, Han Xianrou hurriedly followed.
Her cultivation level has reached the half-step of the Golden Immortal Realm, six positions on the stage have been occupied, and three of the last four positions are occupied by masters in the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm.
There are a total of five Half-Step Golden Immortal Realm experts competing for the remaining position.
Han Xianrou has begun to feel a little desperate. There is little hope of winning among these five people.
When Yang Tian saw this scene, the expression on his face did not change much.
He looked at Han Xianrou and said in a calm voice: "Which seat do you want to sit in?"
"ah?"
Yang Tian's question made Han Xianrou become petrified.
"Where do I want to sit? Can I just sit wherever I want?"
"certainly!"
Yang Tian looked around at the people on the ten seats and said in an indifferent voice: "They are just a group of ants. No one can survive a move in my hand. If you want to sit in a certain position, just choose it."
Now, I will be your backstage, so you have nothing to fear."
"Uh-huh!"
Han Xianrou was very excited, although she was still a little confused about how powerful Yang Tian was to dare to say such a thing.
But since he can recognize her sect and know the twenty-three styles of swordsmanship, he is definitely not that weak.
She walked to the seventh one with some anxiety. Opposite her was an old man who was in the early stage of the Golden Fairy Realm. He had stayed in this realm for a hundred years and was about to enter the middle stage of the Golden Fairy Realm.
Han Xianrou asked with some anxiety: "Old sir, can you give way? I want to sit in this position."
"What?"
The skinny old man who was in the early stage of the Golden Fairy Realm could hardly believe his ears.
His position was finally snatched away from him, how could he just give it up?
The skinny old man snorted coldly, stared at Han Xianrou and said disdainfully: "Little girl, did you take the wrong medicine? You are only half a step into the Golden Immortal realm. If you don't compete with those five Half-step Golden Immortal realms for the last tenth position,
, you actually bullied me. If it weren’t for your decent appearance, and if I didn’t want to kill you, you would have been slapped to death by me. Get out of here, otherwise don’t blame me for treating you badly.
polite."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the onlookers around him burst into laughter.
"Damn, this little girl is really cute. There are only ten positions around the sword monument. Each position requires absolute strength. Does she want to let others give up her seat based on her appearance?
?”
"Pfft, this old man is so incomprehensible. How can he refuse such a beautiful fairy? If I were on the stone platform, I would definitely give up my seat to this fairy first."
"Haha, I was trying to understand the sword intention in the sword monument. A position is related to the future, how can I give it up so easily."
Han Xianrou's eyes were red from being scolded. She turned around and gave Yang Tian a somewhat aggrieved look.
It seems that this situation is a little different from what she thought.
Yang Tian's eyes were not on her, but on the skinny old man.
"I think it's better for you to give up the position she likes."
"snort!"
The skinny old man looked at Yang Tian, and said angrily: "Who are you? You are also qualified to give orders to me."
He was almost driven crazy by these two unreasonable juniors.
It was obvious that he was about to realize a sword intention just now, but he was so disturbed by this that he couldn't feel anything anymore.
Hearing the words of the skinny old man, Yang Tian felt a chill on his face.
"I'm not qualified to order you, but..."
When he said this, the majestic immortal energy around him had already emerged, and everyone's expressions couldn't help but change at this moment.
It seems that the young man in front of me is not as simple as he seems on the surface.
Yang Tian ignored everyone, and then finished what he had not finished just now.
"I'm not qualified to order you, but I am qualified to beat you!" (To be continued)
