Ye Xinhe also sat upright, using her fingers as a sword. The two sword energy intersected, and with a jingle sound like a substance, the bonfire below was about to explode with a whistling sound.

Yan Xinlan raised her eyebrows slightly, her five fingers moved slightly, and several sword energy were like cages, forcing all the bulging bonfires to explode.

Lin Zhuojiu's eyes lit up, and his eyes were full of surprise. I don't know if it was because of the sword of the teacher Luo and Ye Xinhe, or because of Yan Xinlan's sword.

A strange look also rose in the teacher's eyes. His expression became slightly solemn, and his fingers moved again.

A violent sword intent formed in front of him, but the flame that Yan Xinlan had just pressed down in the bonfire was strangely pulled out, forming a tiny fire sword that stabbed Ye Xinhe's chest.

Ye Xinhe's eyes narrowed slightly, her fingertips trembled slightly, and a sword energy fell like a rain fog. The two of them hedged, and a slight sound, but this time there was no energy to vent.

The master uses his fingers as his sword, and his sword technique changes again.

It was obvious that only one finger was released, but three uncertain sword energy stabbed Ye Xinhe from different directions, and the sword energy was dancing like a waterline blown by the wind, fluttering unsteadily.

Lin Zhuojiu was full of praise when he saw it, and couldn't help but reach out to get a glass of wine.

The sword of the teacher, Luo, was like a sword move in the unintentional sword, but it seemed to be integrated into the sword move in the Xishan Sword Sutra. In addition to the ethereal sword intent, it also had a feeling of softness and continuous succession.

Such a sword alone is the most wonderful sword move he has seen in recent years.

Ye Xinhe's face gradually became solemn, and his finger sword was still moving slowly, like many invisible giant objects hanging, but the air in front of him suddenly stormed, just like a chaotic waterfall generated, and swept across extremely fast.

He used his chaotic and fast sword energy to shatter all the three sword energy.

The teacher's fingering sword suddenly became faster, as fast as a storm.

Hesitate, dozens of sword energy are purely fast and fast, and arrows are shot at Ye Xinhe like volleys.

Ye Xinhe only made one sword, and one sword was like an umbrella and like a lotus leaf to support it.

Almost at the same time, Ye Xinhe's tail finger popped out, and a sword energy stabbed the division commander in his eyebrows.

The two of them set out their swords faster and faster, and they fought more than ten more swords in a flash.

Ordinary practitioners can't even see the direction of the sword, but Lin Zhuojiu and Yan Xinlan can see each sword move clearly.

Although Ye Xinhe's sword moves are equally exquisite, they only come from the two sword scriptures he learned. However, most of the swords of the masters come from different sword scriptures, and some even combine several sword techniques, which means gathering the strengths.

Ye Xinhe's face became colder and more solemn, but her eyes became calmer and calmer, as calm as a pond without a trace of wind, without a trace of ripple.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew.

Ye Xinhe's fingers kept moving slightly, but at this moment, she suddenly stretched forward with lightning, and drew a little exaggeratedly in the air.

The teacher's face changed slightly, and he tapped his fingers in the air three times.

Three sounds of vibration were like low thunder.

Ye Xinhe's fingers slashed from top to bottom, and even the thunder seemed to be drawn to her fingertips.

The teacher Lu took a deep breath and also drew a sword in front of him.

Ye Xinhe's expression suddenly relaxed, and her fingers straight into the teacher's chest.

Yan Xinlan made another move with lightning, and the sword energy suppressed the flames.

With a bang, the division commander's rushes and takes a step back.

The teacher's face was a little pale, and then his face was a little ugly.

Lin Zhuojiu and praised him, and wanted to express his relief, but the teacher Lu looked proud again and said, "Senior Brother Ye, although I lost a sword now, I actually won this sword comparison. Because I started later than you, the time to practice swords was shorter, and the true energy was not as good as that. If I gave me another half a year, the result of this sword comparison might be that I would beat you."

Ye Xinhe's eyebrows kept raising. He had heard the huge front before, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he didn't agree. However, after listening to the second half of the sentence, his expression gradually became darker and he could not refute it.

In fact, it is not a problem for him to get started. Every day and every month may have new opportunities. The level of strength cannot be completely measured by the time of cultivation. But what he can be sure of now is that the teacher and the team are indeed not a genius, and in many talents should be far superior to him, even Lin Zhuojiu and Yan Xinlan.

He was originally a very conceited and proud person, but he could not be proud in front of Lin Zhujiu. Yan Xinlan's move just now also made him realize that Yan Xinlan would not lose to Lin Zhujiu.

He didn't respond, and the atmosphere became a little solemn.

However, at this moment, footsteps sounded in the forest not far away.

A man walked quickly and suddenly smelled the fragrance of wine. He was filled with joy as if he was shocked, "Good wine!"

This man's voice is thick, but he is not a young man.

"Senior?"

Although he only heard the sound and had not seen anyone yet, Lin Zhuojiu had already confirmed that this was a practitioner who had reached the seventh level of cultivation.

The first realm is connected to the mystery, the second realm is refined, the third realm is true essence, the fourth realm is integrated, the fifth realm is spiritual thought, the sixth realm is born, the seventh realm is moving mountains, the eighth realm is opening the sky, and the nineth realm is immortal.

Eight and Nine Realms have been legendary realms since ancient times. In the world of practitioners, practitioners who can truly reach the seventh realm and can instantly use huge amounts of heaven and earth as if they are transporting a huge mountain to use it are already a true master.

Most practitioners in the world often get stuck between the three to five realms in their lifetime. Even if people like Lin Zhuojiu and the teachers and commanders have extremely talented talents, they are destined to reach the seventh realm without any accident. However, at this time, they are only in the four realms of integration, touching the threshold of the five realms and cannot truly cross it.

The accumulation of everything takes time. Excellent talent is only faster than ordinary people, and will not stay at a certain stage of practice for a long time due to certain obstacles to knowledge and insights, but cannot pass it directly.

The aura of the man who made a sound was as powerful as the uncle Qi, whom he was familiar with, was powerful and had some sacred smell, just like light falling constantly in the distant unknown place in the sky, falling onto the man, and then connected with the qi in the man's body.

So this person should be the master of the seventh level.

"The Huang Daochen of Lingxu Sword Sect."

The person who came smiled. When the sentence sounded, a purple-shirted swordsman had already appeared by the bonfire.

He appeared as fast as he appeared out of thin air, but he did not bring much wind, and even the bonfire did not shake much.

In addition to Lin Zhuojiu, the other three people present were also genius cultivators from Bashan Sword Field and even the entire world. They felt the powerful and sacred aura of this man. They were not too shocked by the cultivation level itself, but were just slightly shocked by the Sword Sect.

Changling is the capital of the Qin Dynasty and also the place where the Sword Sect and Sword Sect gather the most in the Qin realm.

For example, in the Bashan area, there are only a few practice areas of all sizes, but there are hundreds of practice areas of all sizes within a hundred miles around Changling. This has nothing to do with the density of the population, but only because Changling is the center of the entire Qin Dynasty and the center of the gathering of power and resources. All the clans in various places want to occupy a place in Changling, and practitioners from all over the world also join Changling like a sea of ​​flows.

Lingxu Sword Sect is not only in Changling, but one of the most famous sword sects in the world. The sword masters produced by Lingxu Sword Sect are often the most powerful sword masters in the entire Qin realm.

Now Huang Daochen has no hostility at all, and he looks gentle and kind, but Yan Xinlan is thinking about what Yu Yijin said in the town before.

She felt that such a person could not come to watch the ceremony.

"A drinkable?"

Huang Dao looked eager and sniffed his nose, and then he looked solemn, "It's indeed a good wine. Only the top brewing masters and excellent ingredients can make such good wine."

"please."

Lin Zhuojiu was not stingy and signaled him to take care of himself.

Huang Dao took the cup and drank it himself, and just took a sip. His eyes were full of intoxication, "Such wine is rare even in Changling."

Lin Zhuojiu smiled, "Anyway, they don't drink it, you can do whatever you want."

Wine is for people to drink, and he doesn’t feel sorry for it, let alone those who know wine are even better.

Huang Daochen glanced at the other three people and knew that the owner of the wine was Lin Zhuojiu. He drank another glass, but looked at Lin Zhuojiu and said seriously: "Today I have this wine, I owe my friend a favor. If I go to Changling in the future, I might as well find me if I have any worries."

"What are you doing in Bashan?"

Ye Xinhe was very direct and said, "A senior like you will not come here to travel for nothing."

"I want to take a look at Gu Liren's sword if I have a chance."
Chapter completed!