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Chapter 70: Master of Swordsmanship, Choose Flying Sword (Four Thousand Chapters)

"Junior Brother Han, I haven't seen you these days. Where have you been playing?"

"Junior brother, don't lie in front of me."

"Junior Brother Han, come on, fight for Chunyang Peak. If you get a good ranking, Senior Sister, Master and I will be very happy."

"You take the top three, and senior sister will give you a treasure."

Han Ye's mind was filled with all the previous instructions and words from Senior Sister Shen, and all kinds of memories came flooding back like a wave.

After learning the sad news that my senior sister was missing, I couldn't recover for a long time.

Mingming had just agreed a few days ago that he had successfully led Chunyang Peak to the top three, so he should celebrate.
When the disciples around Ziwei Peak heard the news, they were quite shocked and started talking about it.

"Elder Gai is the main peak elder of Chunyang Peak, and he is also missing?"

"It seems that this is indeed the case. One of my brothers is in other main peaks, and there are many direct disciples who have received this mission."

"It seems that demon cultivators are really a serious problem for us cultivators!"

When Chu Xianyu saw Han Ye was stunned, he couldn't help but wave his hand in front of him.

"Han Ye. Han Ye, are you okay?"

Han Ye returned to reality, looked at Elder Yu, and asked in confusion:
"I dare to ask the elder, what is going on? How come Master and my senior sister suddenly disappeared."

Yu Linglong hesitated for a while and explained: "Everything starts from the mission you took on. The Ghost Sect token submitted by your senior sister convinced us that the traces of the demonic cultivators in Qingyun Province were all belonging to the Ghost Sect. Because a demon sect with a mid-level cave-heaven level actually dared to scratch the Dragon Bird Sect's tiger beard, the sect decided to eradicate this sect. Elder Gai was ordered to lead a team to investigate the matter. Many discoveries were made during the process and were reported to the sect. Some of them were reported to the sect. All the direct disciples were sent there."

"Unexpectedly, there is no news now."

When Han Ye heard this, his eyes were quite surprised.

It was actually the mission that I had completed.

The Demonic Cultivator of the Soul-Suppressing Banner could actually lead to so many things. The sect wanted to eradicate the Ghost Soul Sect, so the master left the sect and let Pei Liekong temporarily take over the affairs of Chunyang Peak.

Later, new discoveries were made, so the sect's direct disciples were summoned to investigate the matter in depth. The result was that it was obvious that something unexpected had happened.

Unexpectedly, this butterfly effect was actually caused by myself.

Chu Xianyu also thought about the mission she performed half a year ago. She also didn't expect that the Demon Sect was behind the mission.

Liu Chengfeng on the side heard the news about the disappearance of many true disciples, and sighed with emotion: "Among the many true disciples, there should be Shen Yuxiang. She was defeated by me in the sect competition last year. I didn't expect that. Now we don’t know whether we will live or die, and things in the world are unpredictable.”

Yu Linglong saw Han Ye's devastated expression and knew that it was difficult for him to accept it. She couldn't bear it and said:

"Nowadays, there are a large number of vacancies among the disciples of the elders of Chunyang Peak. It is not a bad idea for you to stay in Ziwei Peak to practice. Now that the sect master and the great elder have taken over the matter, we will know what the result will be in a few days."

"I understand."

Han Ye took a deep breath and forced himself to accept this fact.

Elder Yu looked at the noisy disciples and said seriously through his message: "Okay, stop making trouble and continue practicing your sword. The final result will be decided by the sect leader. It's not your turn to worry about it."

"Do you still practice this sword?"

Seeing that Han Ye was in something wrong, Chu Xianyu asked softly.

Han Ye looked up and could see Chu Xianyu's worried eyes through the white veil.

She was clearly concerned about her state.

"Practice, why not practice."

Han Ye knew very well that with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't do anything now. Don't mention the idea of ​​avenging his senior sister and leaving the sect to find out the truth. He felt it was unrealistic.

He is just a young monk in the Qi training period.

What I can do is to continue to become stronger.

Chu Xianyu and Han Ye came to an open space. She threw out an ordinary spiritual sword from the storage ring. It looked ordinary and only had inferior magic weapons.

"This is the flying sword Ziweifeng gave me. I thought it was too bad, so I kept it idle. You can use it to practice your skills first."

"Zheng!"

Han Ye took the spirit sword, and the sword's edge slowly trembled crisply in the scabbard, still retaining Chu Xianyu's sword energy.

He held the spiritual sword in his hand, stared at the sword's edge, and slowly fell into a trance.

Although I have picked up a lot of kendo attributes, I can only be called a person who knows how to use a sword, and is far from being proficient.

This is true for all his attributes. Picking them up means that he has learned, mastered, and possessed them.

You can use it, but you're not good at it, and you don't know how to use it. It often fails to play its true role.

And practicing swordsmanship and sword intention to the extreme is the real purpose of his coming to Ziwei Peak.

"Do you know a little bit about swordsmanship, or do you know nothing about it?"

Chu Xianyu did not draw his sword, but asked very patiently.

"A little bit, not a lot."

"Take a look at the sword."

Chu Xianyu looked at him with a pair of clear eyes and decided to take a look at Han Ye's skills first.

Han Ye held the spirit sword in his hand and stood still, feeling that his muscle memory was gradually taking over his physical body.

Without hesitation, he picked up the sword, came to the center of the clearing, and put his hand on the hilt.

He has seen Chu Xianyu's swordsmanship, which usually kills with one strike. It is very powerful. There are no bells and whistles or special skills. There are no tricks at all, and it doesn't look like anything.

"The Ultimate Swordsmanship (Purple): Born to be a swordsman, he is omnipotent in swordsmanship and masters everything, just to kill with one blow."

This is the first time he has used a sword in such a formal way since he picked up this attribute.

The spiritual mist of Ziwei Peak fell slowly, and the mist rippled in the air. Han Ye stood in the center with his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his long hair flew away with the mist.

He tried to recall the scenes when Chu Xianyu drew his sword, the extremely sharp penetrating power, the indescribable sword intent, and the feeling of actually appearing in front of him.

The true energy around Han Ye's body turned into a cyclone and gathered towards the right hand holding the sword.

The smooth peaks and valleys were windy at this moment.

However, the wind was not blowing towards Han Ye, but towards the green leather scabbard spirit sword in his hand.

chap——

Brazenly draw the sword!

In the vast mountain valleys, an astonishing sword energy and thunder appeared, overwhelming the sharp peaks.

With a "whoosh" sound, the sword energy escaped into the vast mountains and disappeared.

When Chu Xianyu saw this, he felt that this swordsmanship looked very familiar. Wasn't it the same move he had performed on the boat on the river at night?
How did Han Ye learn it?
She looked at Han Ye and asked: "Do you have the foundation to practice swordsmanship? No, more than the foundation, do you know how to use a sword?"

Chu Xianyu could clearly see that the wooden piles cut out by the sword energy in the depths of the valley were as smooth as a mirror, indicating that the true energy condensed into a bundle after leaving the body, without any dispersion until the end was exhausted.

To be able to achieve this point, it is definitely impossible for a guy who knows nothing about swordsmanship.

Many foundation-building monks, even though they have mastered some magical powers such as "sword energy forming a gang" and "sword energy transforming into shape", the sword energy out of the body is not stable to this extent, and some of it will always be lost.

Chu Xianyu has never seen many people who can achieve this level.

Of course her father can do it, and so can her brother, who is gifted and evil, and finally there is one person, and that is herself.

Why can Han Ye do it now?

After drawing the sword, the zhenqi flowing in Han Ye's body fell silent. The serious sword attack with concentration still made him a little tired. He held a sword flower in his arm, sheathed the spirit sword, and turned to look at Chu Xianyu, who was pensive and puzzled. , smiled brightly:
"Miss Chu, how are you?"

Chu Xianyu's eyes showed coldness, and he pursed his lips and said unhappily: "You have already mastered swordsmanship like this, and why do you come to me? I'm afraid you are not entertaining me."

"No, no, I'm really here to learn something."

Han Ye waved his hands repeatedly and explained with serious eyes:

"I just want to practice to be as strong as Miss Chu. Although my current swordsmanship is relatively average and not weak, I am still no match for a more powerful monk, so there is still more room for improvement."

Chu Xianyu didn't believe it, but Han Ye's expression didn't look like he was lying. Although she didn't know how Han Ye had honed his sword skills to this level, she could also see that Han Ye still had a lot to learn. . "Okay, you are qualified to practice sword fighting with me at your level. I will teach you moves and hone your sword skills. Take your time."

Chu Xianyu finally couldn't bear to listen and agreed to Han Ye's request.

Han Ye's attitude towards studying was better than that of the outer disciples she had ever seen. He came because he really wanted to learn, not because of her.

That's right, since she entered Ziwei Peak, she has encountered the pursuit of many inner disciples.

Needless to say, the result was that they were all knocked down with one sword.

She originally thought that Han Ye also learned swordsmanship with this intention.

Now it seems that she may have been worrying too much.

A few days passed, and at some point, a dense light snow suddenly fell on the sect.

The sect competition was over and it was already nearing the end of the year.

The west is shining brightly, and the mountains and fields of Ziwei Peak are silent. The disciples of Ziwei Peak who were practicing swordsmanship in the valley have turned back and ended their practice for the day.

There was a man and a woman beside the stream, wielding swords and dancing, surrounded by a dense forest that had been completely destroyed.

"Pick up attribute: Swordsmanship +1"

"Pick up attribute: Swordsmanship +1"

"Pick up attribute: Swordsmanship +3"

By the stream, Han Ye was holding a sword. He was fierce and powerful, and every move carried a terrifying wind.

Chu Xianyu, who was standing opposite him, was able to deal with it calmly, calmly and calmly, and was ready to take advantage of every move.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of sword blades clashing sounded from time to time. Han Ye wiped the blade and wiped his sleeves. A layer of purple and blue Qi attached to the sword edge, and a sword Qi full of thunder attribute was shot out.

"Shh!"

Chu Xianyu casually waved his sword to block it, and defeated the sword energy.

He gently swung the sword edge again, and with a slight stroke, Han Ye was knocked upside down.

Han Ye covered his chest and stood up with his sword, looking helpless.

After practicing for almost a week, he was still defeated with one sword. As long as Chu Xianyu wanted to, he could kill him anytime and anywhere.

"Miss Chu, your sword is too good."

"Why do I feel like I haven't made any progress at all?"

Unlike when he first picked up "Strong as an Ox", he could still gradually feel himself getting stronger, but in front of Chu Xianyu, it was as if he was facing a vast ocean, with no change.

But Chu Xianyu didn't see it that way, and said solemnly: "Actually, your progress is very obvious, and your swordsmanship has reached the level of a master. If I were not serious, I might have to take one move to hit you, but before you, half a move was enough." That’s it.”

Han Ye covered his face and smiled bitterly. He would not be so offensive.

"Even if you are a master of swordsmanship, you still have a long way to go before you can condense your sword's will and sword's energy, transform your sword's path into form, and even reach perfection. You must continue to practice."

"Okay, I will try my best."

"The reason for the flying sword you mentioned may have some factors." Chu Xianyu glanced at the flying sword in Han Ye's hand and thought:
"Every sword is the life of a swordsman. The sword in his hand also determines the monk's combat power."

Han Ye stared at the ancient sword shining like green amber in Chu Xianyu's hand, greedily, and asked:

"Miss Chu, this Cang Bi looks very old."

Chu Xianyu nodded: "It is at least nearly ten thousand years old. If it has a lifespan, it may be longer than the birth of the Dragon Bird Sect."

"so long?"

Han Ye looked surprised. He didn't expect that this ancient sword could be traced back to the medieval period.

"Its owner was a sword fairy from the medieval era. There are seven other ancient swords like this, which have fallen in every corner of the Middle Earth. I only know that the fairy sword Hanpu is now in the hands of the eldest princess of the Golden Crow Kingdom. .”

Chu Xianyu flattened the green ancient sword in his hand and said this, and then glanced at Han Ye:
"Don't compare yourself to me. It's already very difficult for you to master an ancient weapon."

"Fine."

"Hey!"

At this time, a crane's voice sounded from the sky above Ziwei Peak, circled in front of the two people, and then fell straight down.

"Han Ye, your reward for the competition has arrived. Keep the token."

A Qingyi messenger disciple threw down a wooden token. Han Ye took it and checked it, and found a Qingmu token with the word "宝" engraved on it.

"Fairy Chu, you have it too."

Another token was issued.

"With this order, you can go to the back mountain of Duobao Peak to pick out a magic weapon!"

The voice of the messenger disciple's instructions was getting farther and farther away, and the empty echoes echoed in the mountains.

"Rewards in the sect are all given out in the form of Duobao Tokens, didn't you know?" Chu Xianyu couldn't help but explain when he saw the confusion on Han Ye's face.

Han Ye looked depressed: "This is the first time I have received a reward from the sect."

"No wonder."

"Why does Miss Chu know so well?"

"I often receive rewards from the sect."

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Han Ye then thought about why Chu Xianyu always got rewards from the sect. Isn't this differential treatment?

Is it because she is a genius?

Chu Xianyu put the token away and said with a smile: "Aren't you complaining that the flying sword is not good? Now that there are many treasure tokens, you can go and get a magic weapon. Why don't you choose a suitable flying sword so that you can practice swordsmanship? .”

"Makes sense."

Han Ye nodded with deep approval.

"Do you know how to control a sword? Do you want me to teach you? I never travel on a crane because it flies too slowly."

There was a rare hint of amusement in Chu Xianyu's eyebrows, and there was a teasing smile on her lips. These days, she and Han Ye stayed together every day, and it seemed that she was used to this mutual communication method.

"Is this a quick start?"

"It depends on your understanding."

Chu Xianyu taught the method to Han Ye. Fortunately, Han Ye had the blessing of "increasing wisdom by listening to books", so his comprehension was naturally good, and he learned it quickly.

"Royal swordsmanship, get up!"

Han Ye put the spirit sword in his hand firmly on the ground and used the magic technique. The spirit sword suddenly floated, became a few inches larger, and stopped in mid-air. He stepped on it carefully.

"Walk."

Chu Xianyu chuckled lightly, feeling much more relaxed and free-spirited. There was no need to recite the formula. He threw Cang Bi into the sky, jumped up, turned into a blue stream of light, and escaped straight away.

"fly!"

Han Ye clumsily held the sword skills and cast the decree.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared among the mountains and forests in the blink of an eye.

　Although I have fewer chapters every day, the number of words is enough

　　
　
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