Chapter 900

"It turns out that you are the sword cultivator of both Xianjia and WaiDao. Yes, I underestimate you, but remember that strength is the king's way!" After observing for a while, Tang Lin showed a little smile on his indifferent face for the first time.

The next moment, Tang Lin suddenly wields his sword. The flying sword flies straight out, and Xiao Yang's sword blade can't stop such power. When a sword falls, Xiao Yang can't even dodge, so he is engulfed by the terrible sword wind and flies backward for a long distance.

"So far, I've been listed as the master, and I've made a fool of myself." No matter what happened to Xiao Yang, Tang Lin turned around and bowed to the masters. Then he put away his sword and walked down the stage.

"Practice well. If you don't want to be bullied by me in the door, then practice hard enough to defeat me. Otherwise, you will always be the oppressed one. " Passing by Xiao Yang, Tang Lin dropped this sentence in a cold voice, and then jumped off the platform.

"Thank you for your kindness, elder martial brother." Xiao Yang leaned on the reincarnation sword and half knelt on the ground, grinning.

Just now, the sword wind has hurt one's hands and feet. It's hard to be strong at this time. Xiao Yang knows very well that if Tang Lin's subordinates hadn't had the sense of propriety, he would have wasted all his hands and feet.

After breathing for a moment, Xiao Yangcai put away his double swords, turned and walked down the platform, and left the top of the mountain. For Xiao Yang, the next competition is no longer attractive.

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"Thunder sword score? It's not... The beautiful body method? It's not... Flying sword, flying sword. Tut, where is it? "

Xiao Yang smacked his lips as he looked at the ancient books and records on the bookshelf in front of him.

The library loft of the core disciples is many times more magnificent than that of qinglianyuan; Among them, there are more than 100 times more books than qinglianyuan. Xiao Yang has been searching in the library for nearly two hours, but he still can't find what he wants.

Xiao Yang has shown his talent for the method of imperial sword since he fought with Tang Lin in the sect examination. Naturally, he needs to find something to learn, but at the moment, he can't find it.

"Isn't this younger martial brother Xiao? Good morning

A group of core disciples passed by the bookshelf and saw Xiao Yang. They waved and said with a smile.

"Good morning, senior brothers." Xiao Yang said that after the war with Tang Lin, all the elder martial brothers and sisters began to greet him with a smile, regardless of the reality or the reality. At least, his attitude was much better.

"Elder martial brothers, do you know where the secret of flying sword is in the library?" Xiao Yang gave up the search and asked.

"Flying sword? You can ask guibo. He should know. " The inquired disciple pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then replied.

On hearing the name of ghost uncle, Xiao Yang could not help but frown. He nodded in response and turned to find the ghost uncle.

There are two floors in the library. The southeast corner of the second floor is a small room for storing sundries. Standing in front of the door, Xiao Yang sighed and raised his hand to knock.

"When you lie in the city, drink a thousand cups and sit high, ten thousand enemies will come before the battle; If you don't know our dragon is here, don't open the cold front

Before Xiao Yang's hand was knocked down, a song came from the small room. A sleepy old man opened the door, grabbed the messy hair like a chicken nest, yawned a lot, and opened his mouth, which was full of wine.

Xiao Yangping was breathing and frowning. He clasped his fists in his hands and said, "Uncle ghost, I want to ask you something."

"Xiao Yang? Who is Xiao Yang? Is there such a person in the core disciple... Oh, I remember. Are you the same one who practices the immortal family's methods of imperial sword and external attack? " GUI Bo shakes his head as if he would fall at any time.

"It's the younger generation."

"Well, burp, what's the matter with me GUI Bo belched a long time, and the smell of wine just came out.

"I want to know, is there a way to control the flying sword in this library?" Xiao Yang tried to bear the bad smell and asked. As soon as he buried his head, his whole face twisted.

"You go, old man. I'm going to have a drink." Guibo waved his hand and said perfunctorily. He also raised the empty wine gourd in his hand.

"If you say that, I will have to offend you." As soon as Xiao Yang's eyes coagulated, he quickly picked up the seal code in his hand, wrapped a layer of Qi blade in his flying sword, and killed Uncle GUI.

Although Xiao Yang has not yet mastered the method of controlling the flying sword, only relying on Lu Li's some means of controlling Qi can make the flying sword have great lethality. To Xiao Yang's surprise, guibosi didn't mean to fight back. As she walked along the stairs, she dodged the attack of Feijian one by one.

"You can't, kid." Ghost uncle shook his head and laughed. Then he raised his finger and waved it casually. A purple blue streamer hit Xiao Yang's chest quickly. Before Xiao Yang could react, he was blasted out five meters away.

"This man is also a master of imperial sword, and his strength is not under the supreme realm!"

"Boy, go and get me a bottle of wine." GUI Bo smiles, turns around and throws the wine gourd to Xiao Yang. He laughs and walks back to the small room where the sundries are piled up.

Xiao Yang took the wine gourd and sighed, but he had no choice but to smile bitterly.

After a long time, Xiao Yang got the wine and went back to the sundry room. As soon as he entered the room, it was hard for Xiao Yang to find a place to stay. Good easy to enter the house, ghost uncle has already made a place, lying on the side where, sleep cry loud.

"Master? senior! The wine is back! " Xiao Yang roared at the top of his voice.

GUI Bogen didn't turn over, and he stretched out his finger a little. The plug of the wine gourd suddenly bounced out. The wine in the gourd seemed to be pulled out by a strong force. It turned into a water ball, and the smell of wine filled the whole room.

Ghost uncle just turned around and sat up cross legged. His hands beat left and right. A bottle of wine pot and two wine cups fell in front of GUI Bo one after another. Liquor rhythm, divided into two cups, the rest, a drop left to fall into the pot.

"The way of controlling sword begins with controlling Qi. Only when Qi is controlled smoothly can the sword be controlled by Qi; Only by controlling all kinds of Qi can we control all kinds of swords. You have a good skill. You have your own strength. If you practice hard, you can master the sword by yourself. " Ghost uncle looked at Xiao Yang with a dull face and laughed. He took up the wine cup and drank it all. "Well, good wine."

"The younger generation is taught." Xiao Yang quickly and happily bowed down, "but elder, with your strength, why not be in the coaching column, but in this accumulation of debris?"

"Ha ha, now there are few disciples who can really have the talent of authentic immortal family's imperial sword. What disciples can I teach you, old man?"

Ghost uncle to his full cup, in this drink, burst out laughing.