I Am a Magic Sword

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"Forget it, Sister Yingyue!"

Imagine your muscles, and smile with embarrassment and refuse.

"Isn't it because you love beauty?" Yingyue said seriously, "The strength of the martial arts is the fundamental, the other is secondary. Isn't the little teacher sister even confused about this?"

At this time, even Chen Hao, who had always been quiet in the Red Blood Sword, spoke out: "Qing Yan, you should take Sister Yue's advice, you need to think about it carefully, and your muscles are pretty good."

Qingyan did not respond to the sword spirit, but pulled out a soft sword around her waist and said, "Sorry, Sister Yingyue, I am not a warrior who takes the power line. I prefer to be more dexterous, and I have been walking since I started to practice martial arts. It’s a smart way."

"Yingyue, you need to be clear that everyone's path is different!" Nie Liqun, who has not spoken, also said, "Don't force others."

"It's a pity, after all these years, a little sister came, and I still want to teach it well!"

Ying Yue said regretfully.

She also knows that if people have been good at smart routes, it is a very risky thing to change the fighting style.

"Master Master, what do you want to do for me?"

"I know, you will definitely ask me!" Nie Liqun shook his head helplessly, took out two exercises from the space ring, and ran over with a smile.

While running, she secretly said to Chen Hao: "Master Jianling, if you see it, ask you for some more powerful exercises, and you will let me sacrifice to see this Master Nie, how generous!"

"You are his apprentice!"

"How about I worship you as a teacher?"

"Uh... I just thought you didn't say anything!"

Admission?

Ha ha?

How could Chen Hao accept the disciples.

Qing Yan Mei Zi Zi got two cheats, and heard Nie Liqun speak, and she immediately stood respectfully, pretending to look carefully.

"You are just my registered disciple. I can't teach you the martial arts that can be taught to pro-discipline inside Zongmen!"

Hearing this remark, disappointment appeared on Qing Yan's face.

Chen Hao, who knows her well, is very clear that this guy started to play the role of possessive, and learned ten layers with Zhou Lihua.

"Don't be disappointed!" Nie Liqun said with a smile. "The things I give you are not much worse than those taught by Zongmen to relative disciples. They were collected and exchanged before I became the deputy master, and I taught you, too. It’s not against the rules of the sect!"

"Really?"

"Of course it is true, what am I lying to you for?"

"I knew that Master is right!"

Nie Liqun couldn't help laughing.

Instead, Ying Yue, who stood straight next to her, looked at her with some envy.

""Residual Blood Kung Fu" is a sub-primary blood quality attribute method, which is the same as most of the most important exercises of this class. If you have the opportunity to practice in the future, it is more convenient to transfer!"

"Bingyue Jue" is very special. It is a rare subordinate inferior practice technique, to understand the warriors of the killing of the Profound Truth, not only to fight the enemy, but also to fight with oneself. You have to start fighting against yourself, and I hope you can seriously practice "Ice Moon Juice."

Ying Yue gave a curious glance at the new little sister, and she found that the little sister seemed to be very favored by the master.

Although Bingyue Jue is not a sect within the sect, its effectiveness must not be worse than that of the subordinate-level auxiliary sect that Zongmen allows to teach relatives.

In order to resist the erosion of the will by the killing mysteries, Nie Liqun did not teach them the "Nine Condensation Law" within the sect, but the "Ice Moon Juice".

"Bingyue Jue" is already a collection of Nie Liqun.

"Understood, Master, I will practice well and will not embarrass you old people!" Qing Yan said sincerely.

"That's good!"

"But Master, my martial arts are still a bit poor, can you give me a martial art?"

Yingyue lowered his head directly...

Nie Liqun took a deep breath and looked at the light face standing below.

He felt that he had gotten angry recently.

"What can I do if I can't beat others without martial arts? Isn't that ruining your old man's reputation?"

Yingyue told himself in his heart... he didn't hear anything.

"Should the Xuan-level superior martial arts be?"

"Yes!"

Nie Liqun threw out a book, jumped up and grabbed it: ""Magic Snake Sword", a rare soft sword swordsmanship, and the warrior who understands the mystery of fantasy can only use the strange nature of "Magic Snake Sword" Come out, it is more suitable for you..."

Qing Yan's eyes lit up, this swordsmanship really suits her!

Magical swordsmanship is very rare!

"Thank you Master, thank you Master!"

"Don't thank you, I can't stand it!"

Qing Yan raised her head, revealing a very pitiful expression: "But Master, my body style is really awful. If I go out to perform the mission for Zongmen..."

Before the light words were finished, Nie Liqun shouted loudly: "Ying Yue, throw her out to me!"

"It's Master!"

Before waiting for Yan Yan to finish talking, Ying Yue picked her up and threw her out of the door.

"Tell the guard at the door not to let her in!"

"I see, Master!"

Yingyue used cleverness. Qingyan stabilized her body slightly in the air, then stopped easily, looked back at the door, and found that Yingyue also came out.

She knows that today it is estimated that she will not be able to do so!

But even if you don’t want to practice, it is profitable today!

The blood-stained world-class lower class practice "Blood Prison Skills" is so light-hearted that she can't think of it. She can already have free ground-level down grade exercises, she is already satisfied!

"Ruoyan girl, you are..."

Listening to the sound, Ye Qingyan knew that it was Deacon Wang.

"Master Master is testing my body style!"

"But how do I feel that you were thrown out?"

This strange voice...

Qing Yan turned around and found a middle-aged man standing beside Deacon Wang.

The middle-aged man was tall and thin, with few white eyes in his eyes, a pale face, and a slightly cold temperament.

He wore a blood-red robe with a golden pattern of crossed swords on his left chest.

"I've seen Master Hufa!" Qing Yan quickly saluted.

Deacon Wang talked to her about the meaning of the uniform representative of the **** school.

The protection of the Blood Fiends is at least in the midst of supernatural powers, and such a powerful warrior can't afford to be light.

"Huh!" The law protector nodded, then looked at her and asked, "You are the Chen Ruoyan who recently visited the mountain gate?"

"Yes, Master Law has heard of me?"

The guardian did not answer the light-faced words: "I heard that you also use a soft sword?"

Qing Yan heard the word "Ye": "Yes, use a soft sword!"

"Not bad!"