On the back hill of Yushan Mountain, two young men were diligently practicing martial arts sword and palm skills in front of a grave.
Although the two of them are young, the moves they perform are extremely tricky and domineering.
It is not difficult to see that when these two grow up, their skills will be the best among the younger generation.
"Are they Luo Bing and Huaiyu?"
Xia Ziyan asked softly.
"Yes, the two of them have been practicing hard day and night in the back mountain since Junior Brother Feng passed away, hoping that one day they would have extraordinary martial arts skills and avenge Junior Brother Feng."
Yunlong looked at the two in the distance with pity.
The man said seriously.
"Let's go over," Xia Ziyan said softly, walking slowly towards the two of them.
"Bing'er, Yu'er, you guys take a rest first, I'll invite you two guests," Yunlong shouted to the two of them.
Luo Bing and Qiao Huaiyu stopped and turned to look at their uncle Yunlong.
They saw that their uncle had brought two strangers.
Without thinking much, they walked slowly to Yunlong, bowed and clasped their fists and said politely. : "Luo Bing and Huaiyu met the great uncle" Yunlong took a few steps forward and pulled the two of them to Xia Ziyan, and said loudly: "Bing'er, Yu'er, this is Miss Xia Ziyan that your master often mentioned during his lifetime.
Next to him is the "Magic Sword" Luo Yan."
Yunlong said seriously.
"Disciple has met Master Niang."
Qiao Huaiyu bowed respectfully to Xia Ziyan.
But Luo Bing stared at Luo Yan coldly, and heard Luo Bing say coldly: "You don't deserve to be called the "Magic Sword" because you are a coward who can't afford to lose.
You don't deserve to be called Luo Yan either, because My brother is also called Luo Yan, but he is an upright man. " "Bing'er" Yunlong shouted loudly.
"Huh!"
Luo Bingbing snorted, glared at Luo Yan fiercely, and walked towards the Sishui Stream with the long knife in hand.
In Luo Bing's heart, a person like Luo Yan was not worthy of being called Luo Yan, let alone being with him.
He is as famous as his master.
Yunfeng cupped his fist at Luo Yan and said apologetically: "Brother Luo Yan, I'm sorry.
Bing'er has been withdrawn and can't speak since she was a child.
Please forgive me if I offend you in any way."
"Humph, Luo Bing, you said so many times that you are not worthy, but have you ever thought that you are not worthy to talk to me?
Do you think you are that genius fifth young master Yunfeng?"
Luo Yan said with a sneer, and clasped his right hand With the "Kilin Blood Knife" in his hand, a red light flashed across the back of Yushan Mountain in an instant.
"Brother Luo, show mercy!"
Yunlong shouted anxiously in shock.
He didn't expect that the dignified "Demon Sword Luo Yan" would actually compete with a junior.
However, Luo Yan's sword was really too fast, and Yunfeng couldn't even save him.
No chance.
"Whoa" red light flashed across Luo Bing's cold little face, and most of Luo Bing's already messy hair was cut off in an instant.
In Tianhao Continent, hair is extremely important to a man.
Hair is the name of the leader.
Today, Luo Bing had half of his hair cut off by Luo Yan's blood knife.
How could he endure such a shame and humiliation?
"Luo Yan, you are going too far!"
Luo Bing roared angrily, raised the sword in his hand, and the sharp blade swept towards Luo Yan from bottom to top at high speed.
"Hum."
The corners of Luo Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and he was extremely grateful to Yun Feng for his careful cultivation of his younger brother.
Luo Bing has such fierce skills at such a young age.
He expected that within a few years, his younger brother would be like his master and become an undefeated legend spread by everyone on the second continent.
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By then, he, as an elder brother, would probably be ashamed.
Luo Yan's left hand holding the knife suddenly hung in the air and grabbed the handle of the knife.
His arm reached forward at high speed, and the bloody knife in his hand was sheathed and he stabbed Luo Bing.
A muffled sound of "bang" was heard in front of Luo Bing, and Luo Bing's figure flew backwards far away and fell heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, Luo Yan used some feminine power on the scabbard.
Otherwise, even if Luo Bing did not die today, his bones and muscles would probably be shattered.
"Hmph" Luo Yan sneered, looked at Luo Bing who looked angry in the distance, and said coldly: "Yunfeng Hero, I didn't expect to teach a useless person like you."
"Shut up!"
Luo Bing roared and rushed towards Luo Yan again.
"Bing'er" Yunlong shouted silently, frowning and staring coldly at the ferocious-looking Luo Bing.
"Dang" Luo Bing put away the long knife in his hand, stared at Luo Yan with cold eyes and said loudly: "Luo Yan, one day I will make you regret what you said today."
After Luo Bing said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he heard Luo Yan sneer and say: "I hope that one day you can defeat me like Yunfeng, but it's a pity that you have such a set of Xiaoyao sword skills.
Even if you practice for a lifetime, you still won’t be able to surpass me.”
"Pa" Luo Bing was stunned, and his heart twitched violently.
He knew exactly what Luo Yan said.
He once heard his master say that Luo Yan's sword skills were fierce and domineering yet sharp and cunning.
It is an extremely superior work among the Dharma.
"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance.
This is my most excellent manual of the Seven Sword Judgments.
I can lend it to you for ten years.
If you are really capable, you can cultivate it within ten years.
Come to the Shenlong Empire to find me for help."
Your master avenged that sword blow, if you didn’t have this If you don't have the talent or the courage, then from today on, shut your mouth and live your little life in Jade Mountain."
Luo Yan looked at Luo Bing with contempt and said with disdain, throwing a generous book into the air On the grass at Luo Bing's feet.
Luo Yan saw that Luo Bing didn't seem to have the idea of picking up the sword manual on the ground, and sneered and said: "Humph, Luo Bing, don't say I didn't remind you, even if the Seven Swordsmanship is successfully practiced, it has the power to shake the world and weep ghosts and gods. .
But if you are not careful when practicing the Seven Swordsmanship, the sword style will The shocking evil energy will rush through the meridians and kill you.
The sword intention of the Seven Sword Fighters is extremely hurtful.
Most of the warriors who practiced this sword skill in the past died from the fierceness of the Seven Sword Fighters.
Under the knife's will, so if you are afraid, don't practice."
"Luo Yan, you don't need to use this kind of provocation against me.
I have long heard that in the mainland Shenlong Empire, there is a supreme sword technique known as the Seven Swordsmanship.
Since you are so cut off today, I, Luo Bing, will accept it.
"Yes, but listen to me, when I become successful in my swordsmanship, I will never show you the slightest mercy."
Luo Bing picked up the sword manual on the ground and said coldly.
"Bing'er, no," Yunlong shouted loudly.
Although he was not proficient in sword skills, if the Seven Swordsmanship was really as terrifying as Luo Yan said and the practice was so dangerous, he would rather not let Luo Bing practice it.
He and the head junior brother Yun Qing had already decided not to let Luo Bing and Huaiyu follow the old path of junior brother Yun Feng.
Even if they were extremely skilled in the future, they would never let these two young men go down the mountain easily.
"Master, I'm sorry.
I have always respected you as my master, and I have never violated your words.
But today I hope you will let me make my own decision for once.
I will never let my master's name be ruined.
"I am Luo Bing."
Luo Bing gritted his steel teeth and said coldly, turned around and walked quickly towards the bamboo forest.
"Okay Luo Bing, then I will wait for you to come find me in the Shenlong Empire, but I hope you will not disappoint me.
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You must know that I, Luo Yan, will not kill those mediocre people with my Qilin Blood Sword."
Luo Yan looked away with a sneer.
Luo Bing said loudly as he went.
"Uncle, Master Yu'er, please leave."
Seeing Luo Bing leaving, Qiao Huaiyu hurriedly saluted Yunlong and Wuyang, and then quickly followed.
"Luo Yan, what did you mean just now?
Could it be that you think that no one in our Swallow Clan can beat you, so you are so arrogant."
Yunlong stared at Luo Yan displeased and said coldly.
"Senior Brother Yunlong, don't worry.
Although I don't know why Luo Yan wants to pass on Luo Bing's seven sword skills that hurt others and himself, I believe that Luo Yan will never harm Luo Bing."
Wuyang looked at him apologetically.
Yunlong, who looked unhappy, said seriously.
"I hope, Miss Ba Ziyan, Junior Brother Feng's tomb is right in front.
Let's go there," Yunlong said lightly.
"Yes," Wuyang replied, then walked slowly towards the tomb not far in front of him.
Two lines of clear tears flowed down his smooth, jade-like cheeks involuntarily.
"Luo Yan, let Wuyang stay here alone for a while.
Let's go sit in the front mountain."
Yunlong said seriously as he looked at Wuyang who was kneeling in front of the grave trying to suppress his emotions.
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, then understood what Yunlong meant and nodded slightly.
Luo Yan glanced at Wuyang's slightly trembling back with pity and said loudly: "Wuyang, I'm waiting for you under the Jade Mountain.
No matter you stay here for three years, five years or ten years, I will wait for you at the foot of the mountain. ” After Luo Yan finished speaking, he strode towards the front mountain of Yushan Mountain
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