The domain of the Nine Swords Immortal Sect, Canxintang.

The sound of a person pacing back and forth was heard in the hall, and the shadow of a man was reflected on the smooth spiritual stone floor.

The owner of this shadow is none other than the master of the Canshin Hall, Jian Ji Yu.

He is very unhappy now because just yesterday, he was provoked by that guy named Shura Dao.

People who practice swordsmanship are very high-spirited. If someone comes to ask for a fight, there is no reason to drive them away.

And be treated with courtesy.

The reason why he was unhappy was because he was very unsure about this decisive battle.

That person kept his secrets well, and his cultivation level was only that of a Five-Calamity Loose Immortal, but he was able to remain as calm as water under the pressure of his Nine-Calamity Loose Immortal, and continued to drink tea and discuss swords with him.

This is outrageous.

Moreover, that person always wore a Boruo mask from beginning to end, and his appearance was not visible.

If the sword hilt Yu was not a swordsman, he would have hacked that man to death long ago.

It's really troublesome. I should have known I didn't want to be a swordsman in the first place.

Based on his temperament, he is really not suitable to be a swordsman. Jian Shiyi said that he is too impetuous and his heart is not calm enough.

If the mind is confused, the sword will naturally become confused.

If the sword is messed up, no matter how exquisite the skill is, there will always be flaws if you abuse the sword for many years.

In a duel between masters, no flaws are allowed.

This is also the reason why he has not yet reached the peak of his Zanxin Sword Intention.

But it was also Jian Shiyi's words that made Jian Xiu Yu completely determined to become a sword cultivator.

He is such a rebellious person.

"Master, tomorrow is the day you agreed with that guy. It's getting late now. I advise you to rest early."

The man speaking is his steward.

"Oh, I know if you are annoyed or not."

Although he cursed on his lips, his body still walked towards the room honestly.

Tomorrow's battle is really important.

He must not lose. He must let his fellow students watch him. His sword hilt feathers are not just words.

And if this person comes to visit you personally, it may not be that simple. There may be a shocking conspiracy behind it.

Although he is so weak, why do he always feel like he is being played?

An illusion must be an illusion.

…

The next day, the sun had not yet risen, and the wind still carried the chill of night. The flowers and leaves of the old trees on the street had long since withered, and the morning dew on the fallen leaves had already formed a thin layer of frost.

Ji Ji Yu was walking down the long street with a sleepy look on his face. The morning breeze blew by, and a biting chill came over him.

"It's really troublesome. I should have known I wouldn't be a swordsman in the first place."

He sighed. He didn't know why he had to show off and set the time for the duel so early. Now is the time when he should stay in the warm bed and have sweet dreams, and spend an hour eating a bowl of food from the butler.

The hot tofu pudding that comes here is the most beautiful way to get some sleep.

Doesn't he smell good?

It's all the fault of the damn swordsmanship. What's the point of having to do something that looks like a ritual? What's the point of doing this ethereal thing? Can a Qi refining person survive the tribulation?

Or can it make a Five Tribulations Loose Immortal have the courage to fight a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal?

Like now?

Ji Ji Yu couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it.

"You came."

"Um."

A young man in white wearing a Prajna mask suddenly appeared at the end of the long street like a ghost.

"Anyway, one of us will definitely die today. Can you take off your mask and show me what you look like?"

"cannot."

"Oh? Why is this?"

"There is no reason, it just can't be done."

"Are you afraid that after I see your appearance, I will cause trouble for the forces behind you?"

"yes.

"

"Ha, then you are too underestimating my sword hilt. Although I am not a qualified swordsman, the rules are the rules. Since I agreed to duel with you, I will not bring another person here."

Sword Feather smiled contemptuously: "And are you so sure of killing me?"

"You are indeed not a qualified swordsman."

"Oh? Why is this?"

"You talk too much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in white shot out like a sharp arrow. The sword in his hand and the arm were unrecognizable. That was because the extremely fast speed made his sword almost invisible!

People are like ghosts, and so are swords.

Facing the menacing enemy, the hilt of the sword was not just a piece of wood. He quickly drew the sword across his chest. At the moment when the young man's killing sword struck, he flicked his wrist and made a flash with the long sword in his hand, instantly killing him.

The young man's sword bounced away.

The young man staggered slightly as if he had hit a stone wall, leaned back, and took a few steps back.

His invincible momentum was blocked.

"The Can Heart Sword Intent truly deserves its reputation."

"No, no, no, this is not the Zanxin Sword Intention. It is just the most common move that every master who has abused the sword for many years knows."

Jian Ji Yu said with a smile: "You still have a long way to go."

"Do all of you Nine Swords Immortal Sect love to preach as much as you do?"

"Preaching? You call this preaching? Young man, I am doing this for your own good..."

"The next sentence is, don't be ungrateful?"

"Hahahaha, I like this young man, he has the same rebellious spirit that I had back then."

The young man in white didn't pay attention to him anymore, but snorted coldly and stabbed out with his sword again.

This sword is faster and more powerful than the previous one. Without any fancy skills, it just kills the opponent's head.

"Humph! If you don't listen to the advice, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The hilt feather once again drew the sword across his chest, seemingly repeating his old trick, but in fact this time he deliberately used a flaw.

The young man was indeed fooled.

The moment the sword tip was about to touch the hilt feathers, he gently raised the hilt, and the young man's sword instantly changed its trajectory and slid out from his side.

Like a bull dazed by a red cloth.

Immediately afterwards, the hilt of the sword turned his wrist and stabbed the young man's waist with the sword.

"Ding!"

Huh? There is no imbalance?

An ominous premonition came to his mind, prompting him to retreat quickly.

Just in time to dodge the high-sweeping whip of the boy in white.

Although his posture was a little awkward, he was not injured at all.

"very good."

Jihilu Yu patted the dust on his body and said, "You succeeded in irritating me."

"This is what the villains in novels say."

The boy in white replied: "Besides that, woman, you successfully caught my attention."

"What nonsense? What novel are you reading?"

"It's the novel serialized in the middle and largest column of Xiaoxishan's daily newspaper. It's very popular recently."

"Really? Why haven't I seen it?"

"Then go and take a look. It's super beautiful."
To be continued...