"I can't teach you any martial arts skills." Zhang Chen said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang!" Lin Qianxue took the scimitar and bowed again.

"Well, since you have become a true disciple, this sect leader will give you something."

After that, he took out a token and put it on the table, and said to Zhang Chen, "Keep this token away. When you need any elixirs or martial arts skills in the future, just take this token to the Treasure Pavilion to get it.

It will be distributed according to the rules every month. I hope you will work hard to improve your cultivation and join the Qingyun Sect headquarters as soon as possible."

"Disciple obeys the order." Zhang Chen nodded.

"Go ahead, this sect master still has something to do."

…

"Why are you unwilling to teach Qianxue sword skills?" After Zhang Chen left, Mo Yuan asked Lin Zhengran doubtfully, "Although Qianxue is a girl, her talent is indeed not bad. As long as you are willing to teach her, she will become a famous swordsman in time.

division."

"Although Qianxue is very talented, she is too impatient and wants to prove herself immediately when something happens." Lin Zhengran shook his head and said.

Lin Zhengran looked at the Great Elder beside him and said, "Great Elder, what do you think of Qianxue?"

The sword light flashed, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a terrifying energy rushed towards the face, instantly defeating Lin Qianxue's sword light.

Yang Fanshi stood close and looked at Mo Lan and Yang Fanshi, biting his teeth tightly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"No matter what the outcome is, remember what grandpa said, victory or defeat is not important, the important thing is yourself." Zhang Chen took a breath and said softly, "Although his sword skills are domineering and powerful, they are too slow.

It will help him practice in the future."

Mo Lan rolled over to avoid Lin Qianxue's leg attack.

"Yang Fan, if he dares to compete with you in a knife fight, he will be dead." Yang Fanshi snorted.

"Grandpa...you want to fight Mo Lan." Elder Lin stopped and said forcefully.

"Whoosh." A white shadow rushed into the courtyard and went straight to the big house where Mo Lan lived.

You resisted Zhang Chenzhang's knife just now, and the injury was not serious.

Zhang Chen also looked helpless, but he had a way to dissuade him.

"Lin Zhengran..." Mo Lan smiled bitterly.

"Have you ever learned how to use a sword?" Mo Lan said sincerely.

"Qianxue, what is he going to do?" Zhang Chenzhang asked upon seeing this.

"Haha, it seems that his combat experience is also very poor." Lin Qianxue said sarcastically.

Hearing this, Mo Yuan sighed: "I tried to correct Qian Xue, but she couldn't listen at all, ugh!"

Zhang Chen was pushed and staggered, falling to the ground.

"Don't worry, you will lose." Yang Fanshi said confidently, and then added, "You can use a knife even if you can't use a sword."

After saying that, Lin Qianxue turned around and left. Deep in my eyes, there was a sense of coldness and murderous intent!

"The two of them will solve it themselves." Zhang Chenzhang waved his hand, turned around and left.

At that time, Yang Fan discovered another fatal flaw.

"Thunder Slash!" Lin Qianxue roared, waving the long knife in her hand and slashing at Mo Lan.

The sword light flashed, and the two fought for dozens of rounds, but they were still equally matched.

Before returning home, Yang Fanshi retired to the room, sat cross-legged under the bed, and ended the retreat.

After saying that, I held the short blade and rushed over.

"Thunder Slash!" Lin Qianxue shouted loudly and swung out the long knife.

"Qiang!" The blades collided, creating a string of sparks. The weak force shook the two of them forward a few steps.

Lin Qianxue's eyes focused and she faced him with a long knife in her hand.

"You believe it." Elder Lin frowned and said, "If he knew sword skills, how could he perform such a weak sword move?"

"Since they want to compete, you should also participate." At this moment, Zhang Chenzhang appeared.

"Yes." Elder Lin agreed, "That's a competition between you girls."

"Continue!" Mo Lan gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Chenzhang came to Yang Fan's side and said loudly: "That girl is used to being willful. What happened today is that you were reckless. I will reprimand you severely later."

Night falls.

You were wearing a tight suit, showing off your proud figure.

"Mo Lan, don't think that you can rest easy if he wins. Tell him that when you become a core disciple, you will kill him with your own hands!"

Zhang Chen's face was serious and he said in a deep voice: "Is he willing to listen to everything you say?"

"Oh?" Mo Lan smiled lightly.

In the center of the martial arts hall, Yang Fan and Yang Fanshi stood eight meters apart, looking at each other.

Lin Qianxue smiled sinisterly and kicked Mo Lan with a sweeping kick.

As soon as Zhang Chen walked out of the small hall, he suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at me from behind.

"Sister, what is he doing?" Zhang Chen exclaimed.

"Boom." The wind of the knife blew past, blowing off Mo Lan's clothes.

Yang Fanshi quickly sheathed his sword, took a few steps forward, and looked at Mo Lan in surprise, "He can actually force you to use Thunder Slash. His strength is truly unfathomable."

"Qianxue!" Zhang Chen shouted, his voice becoming a little more loving.

I turned around and found Elder Lin looking at me with a cold face.

The seven collided together, producing a huge sonic boom. Then, the seven people flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Fanshi glanced at Zhang Chenzhang and said, "Lin Zhengran, since Junior Sister Qianxue wants to spar, I will spar with you."

Elder Lin pushed Zhang Chen away and said coldly: "Get out of here! You and Mo Lan are fighting alone, you need his help."

When the blades collided, a quiet sound of metal clashing erupted.

The long knife cut through the air, like thunder exploding.

Hearing that, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Lan smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

"Thunder Slash!" Lin Qianxue roared, and the knife in her hand cut through the air, making a harsh buzzing sound.

"Pfft." Yang Fan's throat squirmed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Yes." Mo Lan answered truthfully, "Please give me some advice."

Mo Lan has something to say.

"Lin Zhengran, Mo Lan hasn't agreed to a duel with you yet, so he shouldn't interfere." As soon as Zhang Chen and Zhang arrived at the martial arts hall, Yang Fanshi ran behind Zhang Chen and said with a smile.

Mo Lan's eyes were half-squinted. Lin Qianxue's move made me feel safe.

"Who?" Mo Lan opened her eyes warily.

Zhang Chen had a headache and said, "Let him go back to his room and rest first. Mo Lan is two years younger than him, so he can definitely beat me."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Elder Lin's stubborn temper has calmed down, and Ye Yi stubbornly continues to walk back.

The Great Elder thought for a while and then said: "Qianxue's sword skills are indeed very domineering and powerful, but he lacks the patience to strike steadily and steadily, and the sword speed is too fast and can easily hurt innocent people, so it is not suitable for practice."

Mo Lan didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said: "Continue."

"Challenge Mo Lan!" Elder Lin replied.

When Elder Lin heard this, his eyes blinked, and a hint of sweetness filled his heart.

Zhang Chen and Zhang Younai sighed, waved their hands, and signaled the seven people to leave.

Elder Lin glared at Mo Lan and said, "You are too lazy to care about his life or death."

Mo Lan said in a hurry: "You guys should finish it."

After all, I am not yet an inner disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, so I will definitely suffer gossip from others if I compete with the inner disciples.

"His name is Mo Lan, right? His sword skills are very exquisite. Can he tell you where he learned his sword?" Elder Lin said to Mo Lan.

"The tyrant of swords can lay down millions of corpses when he is angry, and the blood is floating in the oars. Your sword skills were taught to you by your father." Yang Fanshi said word by word.

"Bang!"

Did I lie to Elder Lin? Did I really learn the sword?

"Haha, how are you, Mo Lan, did you feel good just now?" Lin Qianxue said with a sinister smile.

…

"Whoa!" The short blade instantly slashed towards Lin Qianxue's neck.
To be continued...