Under the cliff, outside the sword veins, Qin Wentian still understood with peace of mind that he didn't care about everything in the outside world.
He came to pay homage to Sword City, and his goal has been achieved. Next, he needs to concentrate on learning the sword, comprehend the second realm of sword will, condense the martial destiny Tiangang, and completely step into the Tiangang realm, Siyuan Mansion Tiangang.
The night was as dark as water, but the stars were still shining. Occasionally, there was the mournful cry of demon swords. Qin Wentian's perception was filled. Suddenly, he found a ray of light from a sharp sword shooting towards him. He frowned slightly. His powerful perception immediately sensed that in the land of sword veins, the sky Within the area covered by the Sword Sect, there was actually a powerful sword cultivator, about thirty years old, who was also learning the sword.
The meaning of the demon sword is strong, and everyone can understand the sword here, and what they understand can be different.
The man felt like a sword, as if there was a terrifying cold light bursting towards Qin Wentian, endless, Qin Wentian looked motionless, still sitting cross-legged, the sword rays he felt seemed to be real, piercing In Qin Wentian's mind, Qin Wentian's eyes suddenly opened and shone brightly.
As if suddenly enlightened.
"It seems that I have to thank you very much." Qin Wentian murmured to himself, and then he walked out of the cave, his body rose into the air, and he closed his eyes.
As soon as he slapped the younger generation with his palm, the ancient sword he was carrying on his back suddenly rose into the air, and then fell into Qin Wentian's palm.
Qin Wentian passed his palm across the sword and slashed out a sword beam. This sword had no rules to follow and was chaotic. It was not a swordsmanship at all, and it did not have the swiftness and fierceness of the sword.
However, Qin Wentian swung his sword without paying attention to the moves. Although the sword was not a swordsmanship and had no rules, it seemed that the sword itself was a rule. Every sword contained a sword charm, which was pleasing to the eye, but It seems that it is just that, not very powerful.
In the distance, in the sword space sealed by the Tianjian Sect, figures roared towards each other, arriving in front of Qin Wentian in an instant. When these people saw Qin Wentian swinging his sword, they couldn't help but look amused.
"This kind of swordsmanship is extremely clumsy. I'm afraid I can defeat him with any set of techniques." A tall woman looked at Qin Wentian and whispered with a hint of contempt.
"It seems that he is an ordinary sword cultivator. He wants to learn the sword here, but he doesn't know how high the sky is. He even bothered Senior Brother Jianfeng to learn the sword." The person next to him also sneered, watching Qin Wentian swing his sword without paying attention. When the woman heard the name of Senior Brother Jianfeng, there was a hint of admiration on her face, and her heart palpitated slightly.
Senior Brother Jianfeng, one of the three major swordsmen of Tianjian Sect, is extremely outstanding in terms of talent and strength.
Now, Senior Brother Jianfeng is enlightening the sword next to the sword vein and within the range of the demon sword. Because he was disturbed, he summoned them and asked them to come and take a look.
Qin Wentian stopped swinging his sword, opened his eyes, and saw a group of people in front of him. But at this moment, he seemed quite happy, with a faint smile on his lips, and his handsome face looked even more charming under the starlight. .
The woman looked at Qin Wentian's face, her expression moved slightly, and then she sneered: "What's the point of looking at something that's worthless, just like a skin."
When Qin Wentian heard the woman's whisper, he couldn't help showing a strange look and looked at the other woman. The woman seemed to have noticed his lapse, and couldn't help but said with a cold face: "This is not the place for you to stay, leave quickly. "
"I don't seem to be close to the sword vein range, right?" Qin Wentian said coldly.
"How dare you talk back." The woman shouted coldly. They, the Tianjian Sect, were worshiping in Sword City. They were so superior that no one dared to disrespect them. The disciples of the Tianjian Sect were superior to others and were worshiped by everyone wherever they went.
"Your swordsmanship is poor and unsightly, yet you are still dancing here, which is an insult to our eyes and ears." The woman looked down at the sky with an arrogant look on her face. Of course she must do the order given by Senior Brother Jianfeng. If this person continues to fail She is sensible and doesn't mind teaching the other person a lesson.
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"Poor swordsmanship? Unsightly?"
Qin Wentian smiled bitterly and said calmly: "It's not that he's a poor swordsman, he's just a person who doesn't know how to use swords."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.
"You..." The woman pointed at Qin Wentian's back and almost choked. Although she was only guarding the sword veins here, she was still at the eighth level of the Yuan Mansion. She had reached the realm of swordsmanship and was powerful. People say they don't know how to use swords.
"Arrogance."
"ignorance."
"It seems that he is a lunatic who knows nothing about the world. Junior sister, there is no need to pay attention to him." The person next to him said calmly.
"It's ridiculous that this person has such poor swordsmanship and dares to utter arrogant words." Another person advised. The woman was relieved and glared at the retreating figure. Then they all turned around and returned to the direction of the sword vein. The woman raised her head and looked at a certain cave, with a glint in her beautiful eyes and her heart beating loudly.
She has always believed that the Tianjian Sect is the number one among the three major forces in Baijian City. Senior Brother Jianfeng’s swordsmanship talent is the strongest in the Tianjian Sect. He is the only swordsman appointed by the sect master, although he is not the strongest. , but no one dares to deny his future achievements, and he may even succeed as the sect leader.
Qin Wentian left here, but did not leave the cliff. He found another quiet place. After practicing for three days, he finally left the cliff and returned to Sword Worship City.
In the land of the Zong family, when Qin Wentian came back, many people watched and talked about him.
These days, Qin Wentian's reputation in the clan has become more and more popular. Although the elders never speak, the young people all talk about him.
Now, Zong Peng and others have even announced that after the battle for sword veins, Qin Wentian will be deprived of his identity as swordsman.
At this moment, Qin Wentian was back.
Qin Wentian felt everyone's gaze, but didn't pay attention. At this time, he was trying to find the family leader, Zongyi, and needed some meteorites.
When Qin Wentian passed by a martial arts field, many people glanced at him, and a voice shouted: "Qin Wentian."
Qin Wentian turned his eyes and glanced at everyone, but his eyes found Zong Qian and said: "Zong Qian, take me to see the head of the family."
"Okay." Zong Qian nodded slightly, and then his body flew into the air. However, the people below all sneered, and Zong Hong said coldly: "Qin Wen, how long do you want to avoid?"
Qin Wentian glanced at Zong Hong and shook his head secretly: "Zong Hong, your purpose should not be to provoke me, but to improve your swordsmanship as soon as possible and understand the second state of will."
Seeing that Qin Wentian had a vague tone of teaching, Zong Hong couldn't help but look even colder and scolded: "Understanding the will of the sword is not something that happens overnight. What qualifications do you have to teach me? I have avoided you several times when I asked you to go out to fight. Now you are hiding." How many days will it take for you to return to the clan’s home and seek the protection of the clan master?”
Others also looked at Qin Wentian, many with sarcastic surprise. Seeing this scene, Qin Wentian shook his head slightly and continued walking forward.
"Such a coward is worthy of being the sword of our clan. Why don't you hand over the sword and let me hold it?" Zong Hong's tone became more and more arrogant, and he kept provoking. I saw several figures standing beside him, all of them sneered. He stared at Qin Wentian.
"You guys, wait for me here."
Qin Wentian said lightly, and then roared away with Zong Qian. Zong Hong and others looked stunned, then stared at Qin Wentian's back and sneered: "Okay, I will wait for you here."
Everyone showed great interest. As the news spread, the young disciples of the Zong family gathered one after another. Some were disdainful of Qin Wentian's identity as the sword master, while others simply wanted to see what happened to the sword chosen by the master of the family. A place for people.
Qin Wentian and Zong Qian found the head of the family, Zong Yi, and saw Zong Yi looking at them with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Zong." Qin Wentian called out. Zong Yi nodded slightly and said, "I heard that you are not at Zong's house these days. Why do you have time to come here today?"
"To be honest, Uncle Zong, I need some meteorites, but I'm a little short of money recently, so I need to ask Uncle Zong to borrow them." Qin Wentian smiled bitterly. Although he is a descendant of Cang King, he has not done anything for the Zong family. , so he asked for the meteorite. Qin Wentian felt a little uncomfortable. He was not the kind of person who liked to ask for things.
"If you need anything, you can just ask me. How about borrowing a word?" Zong Yi waved his hand, and suddenly many meteorites appeared on the ground. They were all microscopic fourth-level meteorites from the sky. They contained terrifying energy, causing Zong Qian to reveal himself. A look of shock.
The head of the family was really kind to Qin Wentian.
"Not enough." Qin Wentian smiled bitterly. Unlike others, he needed to condense the Martial Life Tiangang in a very large amount.
Zong Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Qin Wentian and understood something immediately, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay."
As he spoke, he waved again. This time, the meteorites seemed to be piled up there, taller than a person, causing Zong Qian to take a breath of cold air.
Qin Wentian waved his palm and rolled the meteorite into the divine pattern ring. He looked at Zong Yi and said, "Uncle Zong, I will go to the battle of sword veins."
Zong Yi nodded lightly and said with a smile: "If you go, I will feel relieved. The ten years of sword vein mining rights should also belong to my clan."
"I'll go first." Qin Wentian said goodbye, and Zong Qian naturally followed him. Looking at Qin Wentian, he was speechless for a while. What on earth did this guy talk to the head of the family that day? The head of the house didn't treat him like a human being at all. Attitude towards juniors.
Qin Wentian's body returned to the martial arts arena, standing in the void, looking down at Zong Hong and others, his expression suddenly became sharp. At this moment, Qin Wentian made people dare not look directly at him, and his temperament suddenly changed. .
"Anyone who refuses to accept the identity of the Sword Master can stand up." Qin Wentian said coldly. After his words fell, several people snorted and stood with Zong Hong. They are all the Sword Masters of this generation. .
"Let's draw our swords together." Qin Wentian spat out an indifferent voice, his long hair flying like swords, and his tone was extremely arrogant.
Zong Hong and others snorted coldly, and a terrifying sharp energy shot straight into the sky, killing Qin Wentian.
The sword roared, unsheathed, and the cold light enveloped the world. For a moment, there was silence.
"Feel it well." Qin Wentian took a step forward. In an instant, the ancient sword on his back was pulled out half a foot, but it was not completely unsheathed. There was a sword roar, and the people in the sky below felt their The sharp energy was blocked and torn apart invisibly.
"Buzz!" Qin Wentian moved forward again and drew out his sword half a foot again.
The sword chanted softly again, the cold light was like blood, and a cry of surprise came out. Zonghong and others were seen in the sky, and their faces felt cold, and blood bloomed from their cheeks.
For a moment, they all looked horrified, looking at Qin Wentian stepping down from the void. The sharp and cold sword intent enveloped the world, like a king among swords.
"You are also worthy of sword practice."
After Qin Wentian finished speaking, he took another step. The world groaned softly, the sword whistled sharply, and the sound of chi chi was heard. Zong Hong and others sat down directly on the ground, their clothes were torn, and there was blood seeping on their necks. It was as if the skin was broken. If the sword penetrated even a little deeper, they would die.
There was silence in the martial arts arena, and everyone looked at the man who was walking in the void with horrified expressions.
"Huh!" A cold snort trembled into everyone's hearts. Qin Wentian waved his sleeves and walked away. In an instant, the overwhelming sword power disappeared without a trace! (To be continued)