Cannon fodder apprentice reborn

Different from Lu Mingfeng's strict battle, after knowing the identity of Ghost Sword, Xie Ying's eyes lit up again, "I didn't expect to meet such a powerful opponent not long after I arrived at Xuanjizong! Brother Lu, do you mind adding more?" One me!"

Lu Mingfeng raised his eyebrows. Seeing that there was no trace of fear on this boy's face, he also laughed, "You want to help me? Okay, let me also see Zixiao Palace's sword skills!"

For some reason, Xie Ying had this strange courtesy in this matter. After getting permission, she jumped up happily on the spot, and ran over with her sword in her arms, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Lu, I won't hold you back!"

They discussed it as if no one was around, and gave Lin Yong a sigh of relief, and said quietly: "So this kid is from Zixiao Palace, you have to think about it, what I want to kill is the person from Xuanjizong. But it doesn't matter, if you want to help them, aren't you afraid of death?"

Xie Ying was so excited that she forgot that she had revealed her identity for a moment, and said with a smile: "Senior brother Lu and I hit it off right away, we are friends. Is it unusual to stab a friend in both sides? Besides, even if I didn't intervene, wouldn't you do it today? Let me go?"

Lin Yong sneered at these words, "It's a good one to put a knife in your friend's ribs, and you are right. Naturally, I won't let you go. I only blame you for breaking into this situation without authorization today, and you are destined to die."

With Xie Ying's words, Lu Mingfeng's ambition and fighting spirit were aroused, and he no longer had any fear in his heart, "Good boy, you are righteous enough! I like your temper, you are a friend, and I, Lu Mingfeng, have made a decision."

Xie Ying giggled.

Lin Yong didn't expect that he was going to be an assassin. These two people were still making friends desperately, so he started to fight without saying a word. Xie Yinggao shouted to Brother Lu and raised his sword to meet him. Lu Mingfeng followed and joined them. Fight up.

From the time when Lu Mingfeng and Xie Yinghao became friends, Ruan Qiu was stunned. Seeing the three of them fighting, he didn't dare to show his anger, but Song Xinting pushed away his support, "This person is the ghost sword Lin Yong, even if The cultivation base has plummeted, obviously still above Jindan, we are not his opponents, but if we go to help Senior Brother Lu and Brother Xie, maybe we can delay a little longer until Senior Brother Chu arrives."

Several other people were wounded and came over. At this time, Pei Huan no longer cared about his personal grievances with Song Xinting, and he agreed: "You are right, if you go to help, you can gain more life. No matter how good Senior Brother Lu is, , and it’s only the foundation building period.”

He knew that Lu Mingfeng was an apprentice of the Sword Saint, and he also knew that Lu Mingfeng was powerful. He was almost invincible below the golden core stage, but he was only at the foundation stage.

Shen Zhuohan only had half a step to build a foundation, but his dual cultivation of medicine and swords was not bad, and under Song Xinting's suggestion, neither he nor the outer disciple in the foundation building period had any objections.They didn't pin all their hopes on Lu Mingfeng, not because they couldn't trust him, but because the gap between his strength and Ghost Sword's was too great, but if they joined forces, it might be able to delay for some time.

Even Song Xinting, who was the most seriously injured, drew his sword and followed the others to help.

Ruan Qiu clenched the sapphire sword tightly, showing hesitation, his sleeves tightened suddenly, he looked down, and met Ah Xi's big watery eyes.

"It's dangerous here, come on!"

Ruan Qiu was absent-minded at the moment, so she was pulled behind a short tree under the courtyard wall in the distance.

In just a short moment, Lin Yong forced back the besiegers one by one.

Lu Mingfeng is worthy of being the disciple of the Sword Master. Lin Yong's sword has never been sheathed again. As for Xie Ying, this kid is very resilient.

Swords met, light and shadow intertwined, and the vigorous air wave swept the courtyard into a mess.

Ruan Qiu watched from a distance, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his smooth and fair forehead from nervousness, and he stared at that side all the time.

It was the first time for Ah Xi to see such a fierce fight, and she gasped in shock, "This man is so powerful, Lu Mingfeng is going to lose!"

If Song Xinting and others hadn't been making trouble, Lu Mingfeng would have lost a long time ago, and he was sweating profusely at this moment. Lin Yong is too strong, far beyond his current level, Jindan Qi?No!Lu Mingfeng quickly rejected this guess.

At least the Nascent Soul stage!

My God, is he, Lu Mingfeng, the second apprentice of the Juggernaut, going to break here today?

Lu Mingfeng complained endlessly in his heart, but his sword edge was still as sharp as ever.The more impatient he is, the more he thinks, but he never delays the work at hand, muttering while looking for a solution.

The sword qi collided, the wind howled, and the only sound in the Lin family village was the sound of swords clashing.

Suddenly, Lin Yong's expression changed slightly, the sword in his hand became faster and faster, the sword energy became stronger and stronger, and the long sword in his hand shook, knocking everyone into the air!

Ah Xi subconsciously clenched the sleeves of the young man in Tsing Yi, and suddenly heard Ruan Qiu whisper "No", she looked back in confusion.

Ruan Qiu watched Song Xinting and the others fall to the ground in embarrassment, and the injuries on his body undoubtedly worsened. Even his senior brother Lu Mingfeng barely stood still, the long sword in his hand pierced deeply into the green brick, cracking the spider web pattern.

Ruan Qiu's cold sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead, looking at the dim sky.

"The sound of the piano has disappeared..."

Just after the formation was broken, Lin Yong suddenly appeared again. Who would care about the weird piano sound before, but after it disappeared, from Lin Yong's reaction, Ruan Qiu concluded that it was a signal.

Sure enough, Lin Yong was ruthless.

"Yin Wuchen's disciple is nothing more than that." Lin Yong sneered and swung his sword.

A gust of wind came suddenly, and the murderous aura was soaring.

Lu Mingfeng hurriedly swung his sword to fight back, but under Lin Yong's sword, his sword energy was like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The shield formed by the intertwined sword energy was instantly forced back, and the vast and cold sword energy crushed it. Lu Mingfeng clenched tightly Crackling teeth pushed back the sword energy.

Without hesitation, Xie Ying rushed up with a sword in her hand, "Senior Brother Lu, I'll help you!"

Both of them are young geniuses in kendo, but that's all for now.

The howling wind tore through Lu Mingfeng's body shield condensed with sword energy, and suddenly rolled up the two of them, and then threw them out fiercely. They fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of their mouths.

Seeing Xie Ying being thrown here, Ruan Qiu and Axi hurried out to help Xie Ying.Xie Ying was spitting blood from internal injuries by the sword energy, and was thrown so far. At this moment, there were stars in her eyes, and her head flicked. Fortunately, Ruan Qiu had learned the introductory technique Wanxiang Rejuvenation that must be learned in Lingxi Mountain. When the gentle and clear light fell on Xie Ying, he woke up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Ruan Qiu hugging him and asking warmly, "Can you still stand up?"

Ruan Qiu was still thinking about the other people, turned his head and looked over, Xie Ying followed his gaze blankly, and saw Lu Mingfeng lying in the rubble under the collapsed wall, covered with billowing dust and blood stains His fingers moved and he got up trembling.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

Xie Ying jumped up, immediately involving internal and external injuries, screaming in pain, Ruan Qiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief seeing that he could run and jump.

A sneer came out from the hustle and bustle, and Lin Yong's figure appeared not far in front of Lu Mingfeng, with blood dripping from the black blade in his hand.

"Let's stop here, don't worry, I will send your body to your master Yin Wuchen." Lin Yong seemed to have seen that scene, and said with great interest: "I don't know when your master saw you, what will happen to you?" Don't you think of my old friend?"

Lu Mingfeng was covered in wounds and stained with blood. He still gritted his teeth and crawled towards his sword, but before he could touch it, a burst of sword energy bounced off him, and he himself was thrown to the ground.Seeing this, Xie Ying hurriedly went to find his sword, grinning in pain while sucking in the cool air.

"I'm going... actually rolled the blade!"

This extremely distressed tone made Ruan Qiu turn her head silently. In fact, if it weren't for the extraordinary material of this Unforgivable Sword, it would not be as simple as a rolling blade.Xie Ying was heartbroken, and she sniffed and was about to rush over, but he was seriously injured, and almost fell when he lifted his foot. Ruan Qiu quickly supported Xie Ying with his eyes and sat down, Xie Ying realized Ruan Qiu's strength Surprisingly loud, I heard Ruan Qiu's deep voice.

"You stay here, I'll go."

On the other side, Lin Yong stood in front of Lu Mingfeng, and Lu Mingfeng also gritted his teeth and got up, but there was no sword in his hand, and he was on the verge of falling.

Lin Yong smiled with satisfaction, turned his wrist lightly, and the edge of the sword was sharp, "My sword will see blood when it is drawn out of the sheath, today, let's start with you."

Everyone here is already in his pocket, and he is about to start harvesting now.

However, just as he raised his sword, a stream of sword energy that was as clear as water suddenly struck!

The light of the sword was like a flowing cloud, trapping Lin Yong in it for a moment, sparkling and vivid like water, and unparalleled in magnificence. Lin Yong paused, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a blue shadow flickering across his body in the haze like a fish, faintly bringing A faint fragrance, like dark night orchid, not murderous, but it made him feel terrified.

This is sword intent!

The sword intent that Lu Mingfeng has not realized yet!

Almost at the same moment, he instinctively swung his sword to break through the void and escape.

Unexpectedly, it would be very easy to decipher this sword intent, and it was only a flash of skill from the beginning to the end. Lin Yong felt the long sword in his hand collide with something, and the clouds and haze flowed away in an instant, and he also took this opportunity to hastily exit the number Zhang, looking intently, what he saw was an exquisite sapphire sword, and that sword fell into the hands of a person he had never expected before—that young man in Tsing Yi, who looked soft and weak, finally stood up. When he came out, he stood in front of Lu Mingfeng.

Lu Mingfeng's trembling hands were still tightly clasped in his sleeves, which contained a magic weapon he used to save his life, but he was also stunned at the moment, his dull eyes looked up from a piece of blue clothes that was blown by the wind, looking at him The back of the slender and harmless young man in front of him, in the end, it was the sapphire sword that woke him up.

"Little Junior Brother?"

Ruan Qiu nodded lightly, pursed his lips and swallowed the hot blood in his throat, how could Lin Yong's counterattack just now be blocked by his second level of Qi training?He could only deal with Xie Ying's little spell a few days ago, and melted away most of the sword energy, but the remaining sword energy was enough for him to eat a pot.But Ruan Qiu knew that he had to stop him, he could no longer hide behind everyone.

The hand holding the sapphire sword hilt was as slender as jade, and the white knuckles showed a touch of paleness. Although it looked so fragile, it fit perfectly.

Lin Yong hadn't been trapped in other people's sword intent for a long time like before. He looked at Ruan Qiu seriously, even more seriously than when he was dealing with Lu Mingfeng, "Who are you, and what kind of swordsmanship are you just now?"

Ruan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, clenched the sapphire sword tightly, and blocked the horizontal sword in front of him.

"I... my name is Ruan Qiu, a disciple of Yin Wuchen, the lord of Qinghui Mountain in Xuanjizong."

Ruan Qiu was a little jerky when he spoke, but after saying the master's name, he straightened his back, Qiu Shui's eyes filled with a bit of arrogance, "Just now, it was my mother who taught me the swordsmanship, Yuanzhi Lilan."

That was the swordsmanship he had learned from his mother with a twig since he was four years old.As far as he is concerned, he is proficient to the bone.

"It's a beautiful sword name..." Lin Yong seemed to savor it for a moment, and his eyes showed surprise, "Although I have never heard of this sword technique, I think that if the person who uses it has a higher level of cultivation, it may be true. Can trap me in an instant and kill me."

Lin Yong's eyes on Ruan Qiu changed, it seemed to be admiration, but also regret.

"You are Ruan Qiu? The little disciple Yin Wuchen accepted last year. Many people said that you are so weak that you are not suitable for sword training. See, I know the rumors are false."

Ruan Qiu shook his head lightly, "The rumors are true, I really only have the second level of Qi training."

"No." Lin Yong's eyes were a little jealous, "Yin Wuchen accepted you as an apprentice, which is enough to prove that you must have your own excellence. I have seen it today. You are very different, no worse than your senior brother. However, you Are you really going to stop in front of me?"

Ruan Qiu looked at Lu Mingfeng, who was seriously injured behind his eyes, and his eyes were full of determination, "I am also a disciple of the Juggernaut, if my brother does not retreat, I will not retreat either."

"Okay, what a disciple of the Juggernaut."

Lin Yong laughed, he had already seen through Ruan Qiu's cultivation, although he was curious about what was special about Ruan Qiu that Yin Wuchen cared about, but he would not forget his original intention of setting a trap here.Lin Yong glanced at the sapphire sword in Ruan Qiu's hand. There was still a bit of watery sword energy on the sword, showing its extraordinary, "Then let's start, let me see how long you can stop me."

"Little Junior Brother!"

Lu Mingfeng's voice was hoarse, and he stared at Ruan Qiu for a long time before returning to his senses. After thinking about it, he showed a gratified smile and patted Ruan Qiu's shoulder.

"Don't hold on, and, senior brother believes in you!"

The light in Ruan Qiu's eyes seemed to be a little bit brighter, he nodded heavily, and then he raised his sword and stepped forward, gently stroking the sapphire sword's clear and flowing body with his fingers.

"Actually, Master once taught me a sword. Today, I want to try it."

Lin Yong looked at him expectantly, his tolerance was unbelievable.

Under the infusion of spiritual power, the sapphire sword gushed out layers of water, and it seemed that there were light waves, reflecting on Ruan Qiu's face, a little nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

Over the years, he has been unable to break through the second level of Qi training, even when he went to Qinghui Mountain, he couldn't even learn a set of swordsmanship after a few months. He practiced swords, and the elder brother was easy-going. He always comforted Ruan Qiu to not take it to heart when he gave him medicine. A ruler has its strengths and an inch has its weaknesses. Maybe it would be better to learn something else.

Ruan Qiu also knew that he was not suitable for sword practice, until Yin Wuchen went out to see his progress, Ruan Qiu blushed and stumbled to finish half a set of sword skills.For some unknown reason, Yin Wuchen actually asked him if he had learned other sword techniques, and asked him to use them to fight him. Ruan Qiu had no choice but to use Yuan Zhi Li Lan, which his mother had taught him.

But what he didn't know was that in Yin Wuchen's eyes, when he used this sword, the aura of his whole body changed completely. The fragrance of flowers, soft wind, misty water, and flowing clouds seemed to be entangled in this sword.

This is undoubtedly an extremely beautiful sword, no matter how low Ruan Qiu's cultivation base is, his sword intent has been achieved, and it has reached a realm that many sword cultivators cannot achieve.

Yin Wuchen's swordsmanship is open and closed, I'm afraid it is the opposite of Ruan Qiu's swordsmanship.

So, he told Ruan Qiu that there was no need to practice, he couldn't teach Ruan Qiu anything.

Ruan Qiu began to regret when he used Yuanzhi Lilan. He came to Qinghui Mountain to learn swordsmanship. He hadn't learned a set of basic swordsmanship for several months, and he dared to show off his family swordsmanship in front of the sword master. If the master is not happy, will he be driven out of Qinghui Mountain?

Every time I think about this matter, Ruan Qiu will clearly remember the uneasy mood at that time.

He also didn't expect that Yin Wuchen would stop and leave. The top ten swords on the famous swords list, Yingzhu, were out of their sheaths, and they were a little bit colder than Fengxuesi.

Yin Wuchen told him that his ancestor once taught him a sword, to resist the power of the wind, to carry the force of weak water, to use softness to overcome strength, the way of nature, just happened to be the same way as the swordsmanship passed down by Ruan Qiu's mother.

His sword is really as clear as water, as soft as rain, like the autumn wind blowing leaves.

It was a sword, back to the autumn day.

But at this moment, standing in front of Lin Yong, Ruan Qiujian pointed at the former No. 1 sword used by the devil, and the light in Qiushui's eyes was extremely dazzling.

"My sword is called Autumn Water Changtian."

Under the eyes of everyone, the soft blade of the Sapphire Spirit Sword slashed across the long wind, weaving a magnificent autumn scene in front of them in an instant.

It seems that there is boundless autumn water flowing over Linjiazhuang, and the golden leaves are flying like bright clouds.

The Sword of Autumn Water, a sword is moving.

At this moment, outside Xuanji Mountain, the figure of Jianxiu in white, who had returned from Yujian, paused for a moment, as if feeling something, looking in a direction under the long starry night, there seemed to be a moment of astonishment on his face, and then in the two-way indifferent and proud black eyes There was a bit of a smile.

In fact, Ruan Qiu didn't know that this sword was created by the proud sword master on the spot.

Maybe it's because he refuses to admit defeat, he doesn't want to admit that there are people in the world he can't teach, maybe it's because he unconsciously looks back at that glance...

There is this sword in the world.

Autumn Water Changtian belongs to Ruan Qiu's swordsmanship alone, and belongs to Qiushui's swordsmanship.

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