"No matter what, it's better to keep a low profile. Younger martial brother Qin, you'd better practice hard. As long as we practice with peace of mind, we won't lose face to master. They should not continue to embarrass you this time. Shifu didn't say much and didn't want to put too much pressure on you. Don't take Shifu's kindness as connivance. After all, we are crouching tiger, hidden dragon on Kunlun mountain. "

Lin Zhongyi said calmly. Qin Jun laughed it off. Elder martial brother Lin was too careful and honest.

When did you not practice seriously? Had they not been aggressive, he would not have been forced to the end with them. Every time he was forced to Liangshan, Qin Jun didn't want to, but his strength didn't allow him.

As they approach step by step, will they have to wait to die?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

No one's provocation, Qin Jun will indulge, it's over.

In addition, this time, master has instructed himself not to be afraid, which makes it even more difficult to give those people face. He must not lose. If he loses, he will lose face to master. He must not weaken his father's reputation.

After saying goodbye to Lin Zhongyi, Qin Jun began to practice on an icy slope.

The Kunlun sword technique is the quickest for Qin Jun to use, because he and his colleagues learned the boundless sword before. The so-called boundless sword is similar to Kunlun sword technique in many aspects, but the blending of the two is different.

Boundless sword stresses that one sword is stronger than the other. Kunlun sword law is changeable. Keep its spirit and let Kunlun sword technique keep changing. This is the essence of Kunlun sword technique.

It's cold and snowy. It's a long night. Qin Jun stands alone on the ice slope. He has been practicing for three days. However, in the past three days, Qin Jun has not noticed that his little martial uncle Ling Yiran has been quietly watching him in the distance.

"It's really handsome, little martial nephew. What can I do if you say that martial uncle is in love? Can't I go to that guy first to express my love? What should I do? I'm going back to my grandfather. "

Ling Yiran murmured, her eyes shining, Qin Jun's strength is increasing, and her attention to Qin Jun is more and more, she is like a bird guarding Qin Jun's side, unknown, but no matter the storm, it will not change.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains. In a twinkling of an eye, half a month has passed. This half month has been peaceful. Qin Jun's heart is also relieved. It seems that those who want to find their own trouble have chosen to give up. In this case, he does not have to continue to fight with those people.

Just like this, Qin Jun's life is less boring. His opponent seems to have gradually disappeared. If he wants to become stronger, Qin Jun's heart is more and more anxious.

During this period of time, his Kunlun sword and Chongxu palm have all been practiced to a great level. Moreover, Qin Jun knows that he is now a master of eight channels. No one knows how strong he is. Unfortunately, there is no opponent. If there is an opponent, Qin Jun is sure that he will make faster progress.

It's night, long wind with snow, bright moon hanging high.

On this day, Qin Jun was still practicing his sword. As the saying goes, every day in Kunlun is thirty-nine days.

Seven figures, slowly coming, each step is very light, but it gives people a great pressure.

"What do you want to do?"

Before Qin Jun finds out who is coming, Ling Yiran has already stood in front of them.