"Looking at you, you seem to have learned the sword skills of the Sword Saint, I'm just going to try it out with you." Wuming said to himself, "There are two swords here, one is firm and straight, and the other is soft and soft. Choose one."

Long'er was not at all nervous when he saw the visitor. He stepped forward and picked up the sword.

Wuming frowned slightly, "Come on."

Changle took out the melon seeds expressionlessly from the side.

"Hey! My master competes in swords, and the idle people are not worthy of watching!" said the tool man, ghost tiger intermittently.

"Are you a tool man so arrogant?" Changle was eating melon seeds and watching Wuming's battle with Long'er.

Wuming used his energy to control his sword, and the soft sword hung in the air, making a roar, and then stabbed directly at Long'er.

This is no more passionate than Boruto!

Long'er calmly set out his sword, but his sword technique was completely restrained by Wuming.

Changle is quite busy. He has to look at the battle between the two, eat melon seeds, and avoid the attack of this tool person.

After thirty or forty moves, Corps Changle's clothes were not touched, Guihu stopped attacking with gasp.

"Who is your lord?" He had never heard of such a master in the world.

"Shh!" Changle made a sound ban on him.

After Wuming fought with Long'er, he was worried that Long'er would go on the old path of Sword Saint again, and he wanted to take a test in all this battle. Now he is sure that Long'er and Sword Saint are the same people.

He stretched out his finger and flicked the soft sword, and saw that the soft swords were broken into pieces and flew towards the bamboo forest, and it was about to destroy the bamboo forest.

Changle suddenly came out his palm, and the extremely fierce palm wind blew away the fragments.

The bamboo forest is preserved!

"Good palm technique." Wuming praised.

"Then let's fight." Changle put away the melon seeds and said with a smile.

It would be a pity to come to Fengyun, but it would be a pity to return to the sect without seeing Wan Jian.

"Wait a minute, I'll explain to this child a few words." Wuming said to Changle.

"You have a very good talent. I have a friend who is obsessed with swordsmanship all his life like you. But he died in the end. The sword style is too strong and it is very easy to break if the sword is too strong!"

He said these words to Long'er.

"You were testing this kid from the beginning, starting with choosing those two swords." Changle couldn't help but speak.

"Yes." Wuming put his hands behind his back. "What would you choose if you were?"

Wuming asked with great interest.

"Only a child makes a choice, of course I don't want it!" Changle said and drew his sword directly.

The innate invisible sword energy comes out majestic!

"This sword technique is interesting!" Wuming also used his fingers as his sword.

baffling!

This is a move in the inexplicable sword technique. The sword path is beyond the expectations of others and cannot even be understood, making people wonder, but it is powerful and unprepared for attacking the enemy.

Changle's sword energy was broken by him, "Come again!"

Long'er opened his eyes wide and watched the battle between the two of them nervously. He was afraid that he would miss any move.

It seems that the innate invisible sword energy will be a bit useless if you hit Wuming.

"I used to have thirty-six swords, and it took a lot of time to merge into 18 swords." Changle said seriously.

Wuming put away the smile on his face and said seriously, "Then please draw your sword."

"Sword One Xiji Tianlong!"

The name of the sword has changed, and the sword moves are completely different.

A towering mountain appeared, and a dragon surrounded the mountain and rushed towards Wuming fiercely.

Guihu saw Wuming's eyes that he had a fighting spirit. He had not seen his master for many years, and this was the expression he had never seen.

"The name is unfamiliar!"

This sword once broke the Sword Saint's twenty-two swords.

The two sword energy collided, and the bamboo forest was finally destroyed.

Wuming looked at Changle calmly. Changle was forced to retreat three or four steps, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Come again!"

"No more." Wuming shook his head.

Changle sighed and said, "I actually really want to meet Wan Jian Guizong."

"If you come out of thousands of swords and return to the sect, you and I will die." Wuming said seriously.

Guihu was very surprised when he heard this. He heard what his master said, and he recognized this person.

"Long'er, just listen to what he said to you just now. Whether you choose a tough sword or a soft sword, it doesn't mean anything.

Sword skills and sword techniques are used by people themselves. Everyone has their own sword skills and their own way to go.”

Changle said seriously to Long'er.

"I understand." Long'er's tears flowed down for some reason when she heard this.

"Then what is your sword path?" Wuming asked as he looked at Changle.

"Don't let down the sword in your hand! Do not let down the righteousness in your heart!" Changle stretched.

You can't win or lose, but you can fight for life and death.

But there is no need to give yourself some time.

Wuming is a younger brother!

Who is the big boss in Fengyun Erli? Is it Indra?

Then he is also a younger brother!

"I dare to ask you the name of your honor." Wuming asked Changle with a smile.

"My name is Zhao Changle."

"I remember you." Wuming nodded and left with Guihu.

The master and servant walked a long way, and Guihu said angrily, "That kid doesn't have much ability, he just can talk big. When he saw you, he still looked like that..."

Guihu kept talking about his dissatisfaction with Changle and his contempt for his strength.

Wuming suddenly stopped and spat a mouthful of blood.

"This guy's sword energy is really hard to resolve!" Wuming murmured to himself. "I was concentrating on resolving the sword energy just now. What did you say I didn't pay attention?"

"No, nothing!" Guihu felt his face hurt.

"Brother Changle, are you okay?" Long'er asked worriedly when he saw that Changle had just vomited blood.

"It's already fine, Wuming is really amazing." Changle said with a smile. I don't know if that guy has dissolved his sword energy?

When Long'er heard that Changle was fine, he ran to see the destroyed bamboo forest.

What if there is still a bamboo that has not been destroyed? But after reading it four or five times, he returned with a heart of giving up. The sword energy of the two of them is really terrifying.

However, after watching this battle, he also benefited a lot.

He turned around and saw the sword hanging in front of Changle.

Although it is different from the moves that Wuming used just now, it is all about using energy to control the sword.

"This kind of move is good to kill enemies. The strongest function is to hold a cup!" Changle said with a smile, "Don't feel sorry. I will remember the first twenty-two styles of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and I will teach you later."

"Brother Changle! When did you realize it?" Long'er asked excitedly.

He was so calm that he didn't look like a child along the way, and now he finally looks like a child.

"You can realize it after reading it." Changle looked at him and said, "Why haven't you realized it?"

Longer...

"I only realized the eight styles! If Wuming did not make trouble, at most he would understand the ten styles." Long'er said honestly.

"It's okay, don't be sad." Changle patted the child and said.

Long'er: Hey, it seems that my talent is just so great.

Wuming: I beg you two to be individuals!
Chapter completed!