After Mo Xiaozhen saluted the five people again, she twisted her hands to make a decision, turned around, and said with her fingertips: "Come out!" The Qingfeng Sword whizzed out from behind, and Mo Xiaozhen pointed back, and the Qingfeng Sword stopped.

In front of her, Mo Xiaozhen took two empty steps and landed on the sword. She flew gracefully in the air for a certain distance and landed on the ground. She saluted to the five people and said: "Disciple is finished wielding the sword." Everyone burst into cheers, Liu Jianhong's face

Like frost, no joy can be seen

Zuo Jiansong said happily: "Xiao Zhen's talent is really extraordinary. In one month, he was able to master the sword control technique so well. It is not easy. Please come forward."

Mo Xiaozhen looked at Liu Jianhong and did not dare to step forward. Liu Jianhong said angrily: "Uncle Zuo asked you to step forward. What are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Mo Xiaozhen said: "Yes! Master" hurriedly stepped forward

Lang Feng was secretly shocked, how could Uncle Liu be so harsh and scold someone at every move? If Lang Feng knew the word "menopause", he would definitely use it.

Zuo Jiansong took out something from his arms. Upon closer inspection, it was an exquisite chain with a small sword hanging on one end. There was a faint energy surrounding the sword, like a dragon walking.

Mo Xiaozhen immediately held it in her hands and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"

Zuo Jiansong smiled and said: "Keep it if it's beautiful."

Mo Xiaozhen looked happy and said: "Really!"

Zuo Jiansong laughed again and said: "How could I lie to you? As a reward for passing the martial arts test, as long as you hold this chain sword, you can freely enter and leave the Hidden Sword Pavilion. You must keep it properly."

"Ah!" Mo Xiaozhen exclaimed, and all the disciples showed envy. After retreating into the crowd, they were immediately surrounded by a group of male and female disciples, chattering to see the chain sword. It was very lively.

Sun He shouted again: "Master Xia's disciple, Junior Brother Qimu, came forward to test his martial arts."

I saw Qimu smiling again and again, walking towards the field, and constantly clasping fists at the people around him who congratulated him on victory. Lang Feng expressed his admiration for Qimu and added another three points.

After Qimu came to the field, he recited the instructions to control the sword. Everything went well. Naturally, he got another chain sword, which attracted a lot of envy. Then seven or eight people tried martial arts, but none of them succeeded. They all ended in frustration. "Master Zuo"

Disciple Wu Jieao comes forward to test martial arts," Sun He shouted.

The place suddenly became quiet. Everyone knew that this man was unruly and no one dared to approach him except Lang Feng. When they heard Wu Jieao's name, they all stopped and watched.

Wu Jieao strode to the field, bowed to Zuo Jiansong, and suddenly pointed his finger, the Qingfeng sword roared out, jumped up, stepped on the sword and flew in a circle, got the sword body down, and stood proudly

Everything happened too fast, and the place was still quiet. No one expected that Wu Jie'ao was not only cold-hearted, but also had such strong cultivation.

Zuo Jiansong chuckled and said: "After all, he is a young man, and he acts in a vigorous manner. Haha, this is a good thing. If you are unruly, come forward."

Wu Jianfeng snorted coldly and said: "If you don't understand basic etiquette, how can you be decent?"

Zuo Jiansong just pretended not to hear, took out a chain sword and handed it to Wu Jieao

Wu Jieao said: "Thank you Master" and returned to the crowd, standing next to Lang Feng. A group of girls gathered around, their eyes were full of stars, and they were obviously very moved.

Sun He said again: "Master Wu's next junior brother came forward to test the martial arts."

Feng Liu's face was filled with joy. He saw a flash of shadow and then appeared in the field. He held a jade fan and saluted the five people on the seat one by one.

Zuo Jiansong said: "Master Renfeng's nephew has a lot of cultivation. I never thought that our Tianmen would be able to produce a genius like you."

When Ren Fengliu heard this, he became even more energetic and said: "Thank you, Master Zuo."

Zuo Jiansong said: "But you don't have a sword, how can you wield it?"

People said: "Master Zuo mentioned this."

After reciting the hand guide, a sword flew out from the crowd and stopped smoothly in front of Ren Fengliu. Everyone cheered.

To be able to control a sword from such a long distance is an extraordinary feat. The Fengliu Jade Fan combined, leaped onto the sword, spun around twice, and then floated down again. His movements were skillful, without any hesitation.

The most elegant method

Lang Feng finally admitted that being romantic is not all bad.

Zuo Jiansong said: "Okay! My master's nephew is really a rare talent in my world. Please come forward."

Ren Fengliu calmed down his face, his expression became serious, and he said: "Thank you very much, uncle."

Zuo Jiansong took out the chain sword and handed it to Ren Fengliu's hand, saying: "My nephew, this chain sword must be kept properly and you must practice diligently in the future. You are very qualified and cannot be lazy. If you want to rely on your talent to make tricks, you must

It will harm yourself”

Ren Fengliu said sincerely: "Disciple, please remember this"

Zuo Jiansong said "hmm" and respectfully stepped back. Uncharacteristically, he changed his appearance.

The swordsmanship of the next few people looked boring, but the disciples were still waiting for one person, that is Lang Feng, who was standing with Wu Jieao. When he first entered the Tianmen, he blocked Zuo Jiansong's attack with a strange big sword.

With one sword, he saved Zuo Xiaodie's arm. Later, he and Zuo Xiaodie went out into the forest as a pair and became a man of the hour in Tianmen.

They wanted to know what the qualifications of Zuo Jiansong's first apprentice would be. Whether it was a coincidence or not, Lang Feng was the last one to play. When Sun He called out Lang Feng's name, there was an extremely quiet moment, and everyone looked at him.

Gathered together, Zuo Jiansong and the five others also watched attentively

If Lang Feng felt something, Bingyue looked at him with concern. The two people's eyes flashed past. Lang Feng suddenly felt a warmth in his heart and smiled. Suddenly he saw Zuo Xiaodie's threatening expression and hurriedly recovered his mind.

, carrying a big sword on his back, he came steadily to the field and said: "Disciple Lang Feng, pay your respects to master and uncle."

Seeing his beloved disciple in front of him, Zuo Jiansong was about to say a few words of encouragement, but Wu Jianfeng said: "Senior nephew Lang Feng, I am particularly interested in the sword on your back. This sword is not only strange, but also unusually wide. If

If Master Nephew Lang Feng can control this sword today, it will definitely be able to carry a lot of people."

Lang Feng wondered how the number of people it could carry had anything to do with the size of the sword. For those with deep cultivation, Qi Control could carry many people. Not knowing what Master Wu meant by this, he said: "I'm telling Master Wu, this sword is very heavy."

, the disciple’s cultivation level is low and unable to resist.”

It doesn't matter how important it is to wield a sword. Lang Feng said this, but it seemed to be talking about Wu Jianfeng's ignorance.

Wu Jianfeng coughed lightly and asked again: "Master Nephew Lang, did you learn some magic tricks before joining the master?"

Lang Feng thought to himself that Master Wu had so many problems, but apart from the air-control technique, he had never learned anything else, so he said: "This disciple has never learned it."

Wu Jianfeng thought for a moment and said, "Then who are your parents?"

Lang Feng immediately concluded his words and said: "I don't know who my parents are. I grew up in the mountains and fields since I was a child. I have had no father or mother since I was a child."

Everyone exclaimed, not expecting Lang Feng to answer like this. Wu Jianfeng laughed dryly, even fools knew you were lying, and said again: "..."

Zuo Jiansong said angrily: "Junior Brother Wu, how can we proceed with today's martial arts test if you keep asking me questions like this?"

Wu Jianfeng said: "I'm just asking about Brother Lang's past."

Zuo Jiansong said: "I, as the master, will take care of this matter. If you have free time, you should still care about your apprentice." After saying that, he said to Lang Feng: "Feng'er, you start."

Lang Feng said: "Yes!"

After the martial arts test, Ren Fengliu had changed his appearance, completely different from usual. At this time, he saw Zuo Jiansong and Wu Jianfeng quarreling over Lang Feng for no apparent reason. He couldn't help but look sad, and looked at Lang Feng coldly.

Cursed Wolf Maple fell off the sword

Lang Feng made a swipe sound, pulled out the Qingfeng Sword and held it in his hand.

Everyone said "Ah" and couldn't help but be surprised. Lang Feng didn't wield the sword, but he held the sword in his hand. Could it be that Lang Feng hadn't even seen the sword-wielding technique?

Ren Fengliu finally looked good, with a sneer and disdain on his face. Bingyue also looked at her with a look of concern, and Wu Jianfeng laughed and said: "Senior nephew Lang is indeed extraordinary."

There was a huge difference in Lang Feng's heart. Why did everyone have such expressions? Even the master was full of doubts. Is it wrong to do this? Ignoring everyone's expressions, he stretched out his hand and raised the sword flat in the air. After leaving his hand, the Qingfeng sword became stable.

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Chapter completed!