The First Immortal of Ancient Times

The boy in yellow immediately trembled with his legs: "He used his ten-level scales to instantly carve these three words on my face?"

What does this mean?

It means that if Yun Xiao had killed him with that sword strike just now, he would have died at least eleven times!

A total of eleven strokes!

Written neatly.

The boy in yellow suddenly felt his scalp numb. He glared at Yun Xiao and gritted his teeth and said, "This is impossible..."

Not killed, but carved!

This is a shame!

"Senior brother, do you still want me to draw the sword first? You can't do it either!" Yun Xiao held the sword in his hand and asked calmly.

When the young man in yellow heard this, his blood immediately rushed to his heart.

"Get out!" The sword master roared, knocking the young man in yellow off the fighting platform.

"Brother Feng, Yun Xiao not only has a high level of swordsmanship, but also has superb swordsmanship talent! You can even consider teaching Jianxiao's only 'Tianji level' swordsmanship to him!" Ning Yan praised.

Yun Xiao really made her look good.

"That's right!" The sword master looked at Yun Xiao, and his drunken red face immediately smiled away. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He stretched out his hand and said, "Murong Qian, don't come up and embarrass yourself. Ning Bei, You are in the late stage of Origin Dan Realm, come on!”

"Yes!" Murong Qian, the girl in orange, nodded quickly, feeling horrified.

"Brother Bei, Sister Qian! Didn't Lin Lin say that this kid can't catch Chu Shengzi's sword?" The young man in yellow came down and asked with a look of sadness on his face with the word "next" written in blood.

Ning Bei and Murong Qian were both silent.

These three words in blood seemed to be mocking the two of them.

"Lin Lin tricked us!" Murong Qian said speechlessly.

"Could it be that Shengzi Chu tricked her?" Ning Bei said.

"It's possible...it's being spread throughout Wanjianhai that Jianxiao's Young Sword Master is at the bottom of the battle..." The young man in yellow's mind was buzzing.

Three people become tigers!

There's a big fuss!

"It's okay! I'm sure." Ning Bei said coldly, and at the urging of the sword master, he boarded the fighting platform.

Late stage of Source Dan realm!

Two levels higher than Yunxiao.

"If Brother Bei kills him, no one will know this boy's true strength." The boy in yellow whispered.

"Yes, his story will always be about being unable to catch even one of Chu Shengzi's swords..." Murong Qian said.

They don’t say it anyway!

Who wants to say shame?

The two looked at each other, horrified and their eyes even colder.

And this time!

Ning Bei on the battlefield has already drawn his sword!

He is from the Ning family, and according to blood relationship, he should be regarded as Senior Sister Zhao's cousin.

"His name is Ning Bei. He is my brother's son. Don't be too harsh." Ning Yan suddenly said.

"...Okay!" Yun Xiao nodded.

"Shut up!" Ning Bei immediately became angry.

This crazy aunt still pleads for mercy for herself?

Does he need it?

He suddenly shot out a gray sword spirit, which turned into a palm sword. There were thirty-six levels of sword spirit. He was like a death storm, and he suddenly killed Yun Xiao!

The two sword rings of his sword soul are similar to Yun Xiao, and they are also surrounded by the power of death, Yin Qi Biren!

When the sword comes out, the cold wind howls!

This is also a Yuheng-level swordsmanship, called ‘Dark Clouds Covering the Moon’!

This sword shot out, and the force of the sword was continuous, like dark clouds rolling in the sky, and it suddenly headed towards Yun Xiaogai!

Buzz!

Without saying a word, Yun Xiao danced with a sword in white clothes, looking like a green dragon. When the sword shook, the long sword roared like a real dragon and suddenly rushed towards Ningbei!

Qinglong is righteous, how can he be afraid of the dark clouds?

Yun Xiao's move is a fierce green dragon, the man and the sword are one, the man is like a sword, the sword is like a man, the sword is magnanimous, carefree and fearless, naturally the sword is strong and powerful!

With his sword, an expert would know the details better at first sight, so the sword master and Ning Yan's eyes lit up!

On the other hand, Ningbei is more than fierce and has clear murderous intent, but lacks in ideas!

Evil prevails over good!

bite!

Yun Xiao's sword was like an angry green dragon, tearing apart the dark clouds immediately. With a sudden thrust, it broke through Ning Bei's magic shield. The tip of the Heaven Burying Sword suddenly hit between Ning Bei's eyes. Penetrate a little!

Ning Bei's eyes widened and he stopped suddenly!

A drop of blood flowed down from between his eyes!

He was shaking wildly!

Obviously, if Yun Xiao hadn't stopped, the sword would have penetrated his head!

Death is just a moment away!

Ningbei's spine went cold!

He froze on the battlefield, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Senior brother, I accept it!"

Yun Xiao sheathed his sword and held it in his hand.

No matter how sophisticated he is, he only cares about getting one million spiritual crystals and ten Tianyuan Pills, so that he can inherit Qingyuan!

"Pah! Pah!" Applause rang out in front of the Ancestral Sword Hall.

When everyone saw it, it was the sword master who was applauding!

He looked at Yun Xiao with a smile and praised: "You are worthy of being the owner of Tianji level sword spirit. The attainments of these ten scales and Qinglong Fenglie are better than mine! If you, Yun Xiao, are not a genius, how can I ask who in this world is?" Is he worthy of being called a genius?”

"Sword Master Miao Zan, Yun Xiao still has a lot to learn!" The young man smiled softly, as if he had experienced a very ordinary thing, and the two opponents were not worth mentioning.

But behind him, Ning Bei felt extremely humiliated!

He and the boy in yellow were both defeated so embarrassingly!

He looked up suddenly!

The young man in white had his back turned to him and was chatting and laughing with the sword master Jianxiao.

"A person who will push Jianxiao into the abyss! Why do you deserve to let me, Ning, fight to the death with the Forbidden Tower for you? And why do you make Wanjianhai a battlefield of life and death?"

Ningbei doesn't agree!

He was heartbroken!

"Once you die, it will be over!"

He suddenly drew his sword!

A gray flying sword, like a deadly nightmare, pierced towards Yun Xiao's back!

Murong Qian and the yellow-clothed boy saw this and their hearts were beating wildly.

"Die!"

They roared in their hearts.

A fatal blow!

Yun Xiao was facing the sword master and had already felt the murderous intent of this sword!

His sword eyebrows were raised!

A sneak attack after defeat?

Yun Xiao didn't even look back, and the green flying sword in his hand suddenly hit the gray flying sword!

Ning Bei's gray flying sword was shaken away, passed Yun Xiao, and stabbed the sword master!

The sword master rolled his eyes, spit, and shook the flying sword into the sky!

On the other side, Yun Xiao's green flying sword shook away the gray sword, and in a flash, it pierced Ning Bei's thigh!

"Ah——!"

Ning Bei screamed, his face was pale, his thigh hurt, and he suddenly knelt behind Yun Xiao with a plop!

The Burial Heaven Sword Soul pierced his leg bone!

"Why does it hurt so much?" Ning Bei howled miserably and knelt down.

He thought it was because of Yun Xiao's black sword ring!

Huh!

Yun Xiao suddenly turned around, took back the Burial Heaven Sword Soul, and looked at the kneeling man.

"Brother Ning, you lost in swordsmanship today, and you also lost your character." Yun Xiao sneered.

Ning Bei was even more frustrated when he heard it!

Bang!

The sword master appeared beside him at some point and slapped Ning Bei on the head.

Ning Bei's head hit the ground, and with a bang, his head cracked and blood flowed.

"Brother Feng, calm down! Calm down! Give me some face..." Ning Yan hurriedly pulled the sword master's arm.

"If you are not a member of the Ning family, Yun Xiao and I will each kill you twice today!" The sword master shouted coldly to Ning Bei.

"...Yes!" Ning Bei hurriedly lowered his head, bleeding wildly.

"You are the little sword master Jianxiao, not a despicable person. People spared your life, but you attacked with a flying sword. What kind of sword cultivator are you? From now on, you will be dismissed from your position as the little sword master, and your cultivation resources will be reduced to those of an ordinary disciple!" The sword master shouted again.

"Yes, sword master!" Ning Bei's eyes widened, and he sighed in his heart: He is finished...

"Brother Feng, don't, don't! My brother will hate me to death!" Ning Yan pleaded.

"Your brother is also a softie! In this huge sword cultivator, there are only two people standing upright, you and me!" The sword master shouted and cursed.

After saying that, he glanced at Yun Xiao, "By the way, including him, there are a total of three men in this vast world!"

"Brother Feng, I'm a woman!" Ning Yan's eyes went dark.

"Burp!" The sword master burped and walked unsteadily.

"What about Ning Bei..." Ning Yan asked nervously.

"Be an ordinary disciple first, and then talk about it after you reflect on yourself! If your brother is not convinced, you can ask him if it is shameful to attack after being defeated!" The sword master scolded.

"Okay!" Ning Yan was very entangled. She wanted to protect Yun Xiao, but now she can't do it!

He is not a good person inside and outside.

"Sword master..."

Murong Qian and the yellow-clothed boy were about to plead for Ning Bei!

As soon as they opened their mouths, the sword master stared at them and shouted: "You two are also accomplices! From today on, the three of you will kneel in front of this ancestral sword hall to reflect, and you are not allowed to leave at all! No one is allowed to come in and disturb them to reflect!"

"How long will they reflect?" Ning Yan asked.

"Hook and hang, one hundred years, no change!" said the sword master.

"No! Brother Feng, I'm asking you, how long will they kneel and reflect?" Ning Yan said with shame.

"Oh, this? One month!" The sword master took another sip.

One month!

Murong Qian and the yellow-clothed boy's eyes went dark.

This will not only affect your cultivation, but your legs will be broken by kneeling!

"Kneel down if I tell you to!" the sword master scolded.

"Yes!"

The three of them could only feel extremely wronged, lowered their heads and shed tears, and knelt down towards the ancestral sword hall!

When they knelt down, their veins bulged and their eyes were full of resentment!

"Yun Xiao, this is one million spirit crystals and ten Tianyuan pills! Take it, and in addition, you can challenge the tenth-level Qingyuan! Ning Yan will take you!"

When Ning Bei and the other three heard the sword master's words, they felt that the sky had fallen down and all fell on their heads.

Very aggrieved!

They hated Yun Xiao, but they couldn't kill him!

Even more aggrieved!

Yun Xiao took the Qiankun bag of one million spirit crystals and ten Tianyuan pills. As a money-loving person, he finally smiled.

Originally, he was attacked by surprise, and he felt a little unhappy.

Now he feels happy!

"Sword master, I'll leave first."

Yun Xiao didn't stay any longer and left immediately!

Ning Yan sighed and followed.

The three people kneeling down were so angry that they dared not move.

…

Outside the door!

Lin Lin, the girl in the short skirt, was bored.

Hearing the noise, she looked up and saw that it was Yun Xiao. She raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Come out so soon?"

"No way?" Yun Xiao said lightly.

"Okay! It's just a little unexpected." Lin Lin said with a chuckle.

"No need to be surprised, this is my real level." Yun Xiao said.

"That's right!" Lin Lin looked at him with contempt, "For a pervert like you, who is obsessed with unhealthy things all day long, it's normal to lose so quickly."

Yun Xiao: "..."

Bang!

He slapped Lin Lin in the face!

"Idiot!"

Yun Xiao cursed and walked forward happily.

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