"Master, is this?" Yang Guo took over the leather that Xiao Tian threw over, and his face was a little confused.

"I've traveled all over the world for the past three years, but I have some feelings," Xiao Tian looked at Yang Guo and said faintly, "what is recorded above is the essence of Xiaoyao school's martial arts summarized by my master. The inheritance of Xiaoyao sect depends on you."

All around the river and lake personage hears speech, a face is fiery looking at Yang Guo's leather in the hand.

Xiao Tian and Yang Guo are heirs of Xiaoyao sect. It is well known to all in the Wulin that Xiao Tian and Yang Guo are descendants of Xiaoyao sect. They also know how valuable the essence of Xiaoyao school's martial arts summarized by a congenital master.

But Yang Guo's face changed. Looking at Xiao Tian, he asked, "master, are you going to leave?"

Yang Guo also knows his own master. In the past, even if his master taught his own free martial arts, he had never been so solemn, let alone saying that "the inheritance of the Xiaoyao sect depends on you"!

Xiao Tian was stunned at first and then couldn't help laughing.

He forgot that Yang Guo was not the ignorant child in Zhongnan mountain, but he didn't intend to hide Yang Guo.

"Yes, I had planned to leave two years ago, but I promised you that Huashan would show up when discussing swords, so I stayed for a long time..."

Xiao Tian looked at Yang Guo and said faintly: "after the end of Huashan sword discussion, I will leave."

"Boy, where are you?" Yang Guo didn't speak, but Ouyang Feng behind him seemed to think of something. His face was startled and asked in a voice.

"Old poison, you mean?" After fighting with Ouyang Feng all their lives, Hong Qigong knew each other's roots. As soon as Ouyang Feng opened his mouth, Hong Qigong guessed what Ouyang Feng wanted to say, and was immediately shocked.

"Yes," Xiao Tian nodded gently.

"Hiss --" Ouyang Feng took a breath of cold air, and was shocked to say: "you are really a freak. The last one who reached this level was still master Dugu decades ago?"

Although many people in the world did not understand what riddles Xiao Tian and Ouyang Feng were playing before, they were familiar with the legend of seeking defeat alone.

At that time, those who had the mind to be flexible responded and lost their voice and said, "master Ouyang, do you mean that master Xiao has reached the state of broken void?"

This person's words are like a huge stone smashing into the calm water surface, arousing thousand layer waves!

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes immediately talked about it --

"to break the void is a congenital extreme state. In those years, sword demons never heard of anyone who reached this level after they pursued defeat alone. I didn't expect to see them today!"

"No, I don't think that the Xiaoyao sect has been silent for nearly a hundred years, but there are two monsters. The apprentice is a rare expert in the innate realm, and the master has already taken that step!"

"I'm afraid that the name of Quanzhen's authentic martial arts teaching will be handed over to others!"

……

According to reason, Yang Guo should be happy to hear the comments around him, but he didn't have a smile on his face. Instead, he looked at Xiao Tian and his eyes turned red.

Xiao Tian can't help shaking his head. After all, Yang Guo is just an 18-year-old boy. Without his intervention, according to the original world line, he should have stayed in the ancient tomb and never set foot in the river and lake.

"You little boy, you break up the void and leave. You should be happy. Who can you show it with a sad face?" Xiao Tian looks at Yang Guo and has no good breath.

"Master..." Yang Guo was tongue tied for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"All right," Xiao Tian waved his hand and said, "this is an important time for Huashan to discuss swords. It's not too late to talk about the things between us, masters and apprentices. We'd better discuss the sword at a higher level."

Yang Guo nodded gently, then bowed his hand to Huang Yaoshi and others, and said seriously, "please, senior citizens."

With that, Yang Guo strode to the open space not far away, holding the dark iron Epee, standing in awe.