Xichen glanced at Yan Lan, smacked his lips and said: "Handsome, but I warned you, you are not allowed to compete with me, let alone be more handsome than me!"

Yan Lan smiled slyly and said: "Senior Brother Xichen, what I am comparing with you is not my handsomeness, but my strength. My formation is still bluffing!"

Ziyi tilted her head and said with a clear smile: "Brother's formation has never been so high-profile. My brother has always liked to be simple and low-key, not showing off, but he just doesn't move and doesn't give his opponent a chance. I think,

Brother Laner was also very good like that before."

Yan Lan nodded with a smile and said, "Well, Sister Ziyi's words still sound good, but I still like this domineering aura. I have to show it off more often in the future, so I can bluff people first."

He didn't expect that after entering Tianmen for two sticks of incense time, he would also fall in love with this momentum-making gesture.

"Just don't be handsomer than me!"

Xichen muttered.

Yan Lan shook her head and smiled: "Senior Brother Xichen, are you afraid that my handsomeness will overwhelm you? Are you so unconfident?"

Xichen smiled disdainfully, flicked the sword with his fingers, and said: "I'm afraid that you, a genius who always occupies the limelight in everything, will fall behind in being handsome. If it affects your ambition and misses the prospects of our sect, then

I am guilty of a great crime."

Yan Lan laughed and said, "I'm not that weak. Since Senior Brother Xichen is not afraid, I don't mind competing with you."

"You will lose miserably!"

Xichen brushed his long hair from his forehead, then flipped his head back, throwing the green and black sword upwards, and dropped it into the scabbard behind him with a "clop" sound.

"I'm afraid you will be embarrassed!"

Yan Lan smiled calmly and rubbed his right hand along the sword body, rubbing and throwing it. The Red Melting Sword rotated upwards. As soon as he turned his body, the Red Melting Sword hung diagonally on his back.

"A swordsman is more handsome when his sword is behind his back. I didn't realize this problem before. It was really a mistake."

Yan Lan sighed slightly and shook her head. She felt that the Red Melting Sword was carried behind her back, which indeed gave the swordsman a bit of serenity.

"Brother Yan, I'll give you some petals, you will definitely like them."

Mo Li raised her pretty nose and flicked her jade finger, and some petals fell from Yan Lan's head.

"Flowers and swords, one soft and the other strong, can indeed add a bit of solemn atmosphere, making a swordsman look more experienced and experienced."

Yan Lan looked up at the sky, with a clear smile on her lips. A special sense of comfort began to heat up from nowhere in her body and spread to all her limbs in an instant.

Yan Lan's eyes became clearer and clearer, and then his eyes were as bright as stars. He looked up at the sky with a solemn face.

He suddenly felt that the wind is beautiful, the flowers are beautiful, and every plant and tree is showing its ultimate beauty. All things in nature and the universe are so wonderful and harmonious, showing the most beautiful side without reservation.

"Real swordsmen should be those who admire beauty!"

If Yan Lan had some enlightenment, he didn't have a sword in his hand, but he seemed to be holding a peerless magic weapon and playing with it attentively.

"The beauty of a swordsman lies in the intention of the sword, which is reflected in the sword moves. When you draw a sword, you must use the most gorgeous sword moves to kill the opponent with the least movement."

Yan Lan murmured to herself, and suddenly felt that the shouting and hurried way of sword fighting did not reflect the noble demeanor of a swordsman.

Therefore, Yan Lan decided that when he uses the sword in the future, it must be a magnificent move.

The swordsman should show his handsomeness;

A tyrant should be powerful.

He is not deliberately imitating or blindly following trends, but he sees what he sees and understands in his heart.

He does not deliberately pursue handsomeness and power. Because handsomeness and power have been integrated into the sword. Every time he moves the sword, he can't help but maximize the two.

Yan Lan stood with her hands behind her hands, her smile getting stronger.

When Yan Lan's smile reached a state where it seemed like a smile but not a smile, his body floated up, stepped in the air, and the red melting sword was unsheathed. With the long sword in his hand, he moved as he pleased, and all the sword techniques became...

Be gorgeous.

In an instant, hundreds of swords separated, and Ten Thousand Swords Lingtian Sword Snake danced proudly over the Tianmen Courtyard.

Amidst the splendor, the momentum is also rising steadily.

Yan Lan kept dancing, mesmerized, and the whole person seemed to have entered a mysterious state.

Three days later, Yan Lan still didn't stop, but the sword snake composed of many sword gangs was several times thicker than three days ago.

"Within three days, the Ten Thousand Swords Lingtian Sword Technique will be upgraded from a hundred to a thousand. Xichen, your guidance is better than that of a teacher."

In the courtyard, Qingyu raised his eyes and said with satisfaction.

Xichen held his sword and looked at the sky, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's not my fault, but Junior Brother Yan's talent, humility, and good at learning. He understands everything he sees. What he lacks is knowledge and experience.

As he encounters more and more powerful people, his understanding will naturally become deeper and deeper. I'm afraid it won't be long before I, the title of the most handsome man in the Tiangang Sect, will be crowned on his head."

Qing Yu shook his head and said seriously: "If we talk about the most handsome man in Tiangang swordsmanship, it must be your uncle Qingye. He has been obsessed with swordsmanship all his life, and now his attainments are even more impressive than those of his master brother." Qingye

If you go too far, your vitality will be gone.' These eight words are not the name he prides himself on."

Xichen's eyes shone brightly, he nodded and said solemnly: "This disciple has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades, and has always hoped that one day he can compete with Uncle Qingye to discuss the art of swordsmanship."

Qing Yu shrugged his eyebrows and said: "Qing Ye has always been aloof and arrogant. Although your strength is not weak now, it is difficult for you to survive three moves under Qing Ye's sword. If you want to compare swordsmanship with Qing Ye, you need to practice more."

Mo Li looked at the two masters and apprentices who were chatting happily, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and said angrily: "Master is really partial. I deserve a lot of credit for instructing Little Brother Yan, but Master actually didn't even mention me."

A smile appeared on Qingyu's solemn face, he raised his hands and nodded: "Yes, you two, one is pretending, the other is building momentum, and Ziyi is fanning the flames. You have all contributed a lot."

Ziyi narrowed her eyebrows and chuckled: "How can I get any credit? I just saw that Senior Sister Mo Li was so beautiful and felt envious, so I just went up to join in the fun."

Mo Li looked at the innocent and cute Ziyi, and couldn't help but hold Ziyi's face with both hands, squeezed it hard a few times, and then held her in her arms, like a biological sister.

The four of them stood quietly for a long time. Qing Yu smiled and said: "I'm afraid it will take a few days for Yan Lan to understand the way of swordsmanship. You go and practice now. It won't take long before you will be useful. However, that requires extremely high cultivation.

, only then can you show your talents."

Ziyi blinked, not knowing why, and looked up at Yanlan, whose momentum was rising in the sky. Her beautiful eyes flashed with joy, and she entered her small courtyard with her long hair moving.

In the following days, Xichen and Mo Li also practiced behind closed doors. They both knew clearly that the Tiangang Sect would face a huge challenge next, and only the most outstanding disciples could win dignity for the sect.
Chapter completed!