The sword force was very strong. The two Qijing swords were like two bloodthirsty monsters, one left and the other right, showing their hideous fangs to Lin Nantian at a very fast speed.

The indigo blue sword aura attached to the Qijing sword, slashing the air, making a harsh sound of "swish" and the surrounding air seemed to be broken by a sharp blade, and Xiao Sha's aura was fully visible.

At this time, Leng Dao's eyes were burning with spirit and a very unyielding arrogance. The young man's courage and ruthlessness were fully revealed.

Qin Yaer looked at Leng Dao's full strength at this time and smiled slightly, but did not stop it, because she knew clearly that although Leng Dao was now fighting with all his might, he was still far from dealing with Lin Nantian with his current strength.

How to fight Lin Nantian at the mere Indigo Level Yuanzong level!

I'm afraid that even Little Cold Knife could not bear Lin Nantian's attack.

Although it is a relationship of blood inheritance, Leng Dao inherited it very perfectly, and his strength is much stronger than Mier. However, Lin Nantian has not been in vain this year. After a year of life and death training, he has reached the level of Indigo-level Yuan Emperor level. His real strength is already considered to be the most famous Yuan Cultivator in the mainland.

According to Lin Nantian himself, he can definitely sweep under the level of the soul!

Qin Yaer knew Lin Nantian’s character naturally and would never be aimless. What he said must be true.

Even Lin Nantian, a cultivator who has just reached the level of the primordial spirit, can even fight one.

Qin Yaer didn't believe that with the power of two giant families, there was not even a cultivator of the Yuanshen level?

Lin Nantian must have fought with the Yuanshen level cultivator. Judging from his life, he must be outstanding.

Obviously, even if Lin Nantian cannot fight, he will have a way to save his life even if he is a cultivator at the level of the soul.

However, Qin Yaer really overestimated Lin Nantian this time. What he said was the truth. Lin Nantian was absolutely invincible below the level of the soul. However, the level of the soul and the level of the ancestor are completely different concepts. Although Qin Yaer has a very sensitive commercial sense of touch and ability, her talent is indeed far inferior when it comes to combat. Her concept is obviously quite vague.

After all, her own strength is far inferior to Xiao Leng Dao.

Although Lin Nantian is now making great progress, even if he encounters Qin Zhan, who has just reached the level of the soul, he is definitely not an opponent.

The reason why it is possible to escape from the Qin family’s masters is entirely due to the little fox’s credit, not Lin Nantian himself.

Just as the mainland said, the gap between the two levels is absolutely insurmountable!

What's more, the level of the Yuanzu and the level of the Yuanshen are also a rather terrifying gap.

However, Lin Nantian is also an alien. He has cultivated his mental power to the level of the Yuanshen. If his strength is raised to the level of the Yuanshen, he may break one of the default rules in the mainland - the level of the Yuanshen is definitely stronger than the level of the Yuanshen!

It's just that it's too early to say this now. After all, he is just a cultivator at the level of Indigo Yuan Emperor.

Not to mention the level of the soul, it is not that easy to break through the purple-level Yuan Emperor.

Even if Lin Nantian is now devoted to practicing in seclusion and does not care about the world, with his terrifying cultivation speed, it will probably take more than half a year to reach it.

Qin Ya'er's eyes flashed on this side, and she was thinking about it. Lin Nantian and Leng Dao were fighting fiercely. One tried to defeat the other and prove his strength, while the other looked at the other side with interest, wanting to know what level his strength reached.

One attacks, the other hides, and you come and go, the picture is very beautiful.

The cold sword's pace is quite strange. Although the speed is not fast, the strange sword decision, combined with the magical pace, does have the strength to surpass the Yuan Sect level. No wonder the Yuan Emperor-level Yuan Cultivator arranged for him by Qin Yaer is not his opponent, and his strength is indeed not simple.

However, Lin Nantian's footwork skills are better than Cold Knife. With the current strength of Cold Knife, it can only drive the footwork skills of the Earth level. However, Lin Nantian used the footwork skills of the Heaven level. The Heaven level and the Earth level are not the same level at all, not to mention that the footwork skills of the Cold Knife are all from Lin Nantian, who is quite familiar with Lin Nantian.

Lin Nantian knew exactly where the front foot was and where the back foot was going. It can be said that the attacks of the cold sword were all under Lin Nantian's control.

It was as if Sun Wukong in the hands of the Buddha Tathagata, he could not even turn out the palm of Tathagata's palm even after ten or eight somersaults.

This is what cold knife is like now.

It seemed that he had the upper hand and was pressing Lin Nantian to fight. However, the cultivator with high-eyed eyes could see that Lin Nantian was more than one better than the Cold Knife, which was simply a battle like a master teaching his disciples.

Teaching war!

If Lin Nantian was willing to fight back lightly, he would probably be subject to the cold knife.

Not an exaggeration.

"It is a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but it is not a good thing for them to be arrogant." Lin Nantian felt Leng Dao's arrogance and couldn't help but worry in his heart. Obviously, after so much time of fighting, Lin Nantian also realized that Leng Dao did have a rare temperament of not admitting defeat, which was like steel bars, rather than surrendering, extremely hard.

"It's too tough and easy to break..." Lin Nantian murmured: "Just like me before, I was too stubborn and missed a lot. I once went in the wrong direction and lost myself. I still have to suffer some setbacks before I can grow up."

Looking at the current Leng Dao, Lin Nantian remembered his former self, and the same was true. If he could be smarter, more cautious, and more careful, Uncle Li might not die and the little fox would not be unconscious.

Everything is the consequence of being too experienced by oneself, too easily trusting others, and too self-conceited.

Thinking of this, Lin Nantian couldn't help but blame himself secretly, but now that things have come to this point, it is useless to regret it. It is better to think about how to remedy it.

"This cold sword is indeed a good seedling. Teach it carefully. His future strength is definitely not inferior to me. His understanding of the sword is even superior to me!" Lin Nantian's eyes were quite vicious. From the continuous attacks of the cold sword, he saw many invisible details.

A ten-year-old boy actually had such a tacit understanding when facing the knife, which is really rare.

In Lin Nantian's opinion, the mysterious voice in the last time in the magic pillar of the sword sect's ruins gave him a rating of 97. Then the cold sword is likely to be 98, 99, and even, maybe the same as the founder of the sword sect, with a full score of 100!

Because Leng Dao now has a better understanding of the twenty moves of "Five Elements Basic Sword" than himself!

This discovery made Lin Nantian very happy. He was not afraid that the cold sword would surpass him, and he was even more eager!

There is such a powerful apprentice, and the master is also proud of his face.

He walked sideways and walked, Lin Nantian avoided the cross-cut of Leng Dao by a slight difference. He drew a trajectory with his right hand and gently placed it on Leng Dao's shoulder, and said seriously: "This step is too big and the shoulder has not been retracted, so the next move will be extremely difficult."

Leng Dao's face turned red when he heard this, but his anxiety was even worse. Unexpectedly, Lin Nantian not only had the ease of dealing with his attacks, but even guided him with interest. This feeling made Leng Dao feel unspeakable and uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't speak.

It seems like I am completely ignored.

"Here... the hand is too hard. If the enemy is recording a false move, how can you turn it back?"

"The attack cannot be done with all its strength. We must retain our strength to prepare for emergencies, or to kill people, or to protect ourselves and resist ourselves. We must not bet at all. This is the true meaning of the battle."

"Sink your waist so that you can exert the maximum strength of your arms."

"Here, the knife should be raised up one inch higher, and the arc will be more perfect!"

"If you don't learn it well, you will become a dog. If you don't have good cooperation, you might as well use a knife!"

"Concentrate, what's wrong, always making mistakes! How did this knife cut, the arc and direction are completely deviated!"

In the huge room, Lin Nantian heard one loud and serious guide after another, guiding the shortcomings of Leng Dao. Every sentence is incisive, and he is at the point of the focus everywhere, pointing the dead end of Leng Dao.

Lin Nantian not only has his eyesight but also his methods are clean and neat.

Leng Dao was angry and embarrassed at the beginning, but now he has no words. As Lin Nantian's teachings slowly change, a very solemn expression appeared on his little face.

He had no hatred for Lin Nantian, after all...

There was a little bit of Lin Nantian's blood flowing on him. In the final analysis, he had to thank this man!

Leng Dao is not a bad nature. Although he is a slave, he is different from Mier. He has not been trained or tortured. His heart is pure. This kind of child is actually the best to teach.

Qin Yaer's teaching was also very successful. Although Leng Dao had fought for his life just now, he was just to prove his strength, but he really hated Lin Nantian so much.

At present, Lin Nantian was giving him all his best guidance, and every word benefited Leng Dao a lot. How could he not appreciate it and not understand?

Lin Nantian Sect is good, and the cold sword attacks even more vigorously. He knows that the opportunity is very rare at the moment. With such a good teacher who is fighting and guiding him, today's battle is enough to surpass his 100-day hard practice.

Or…more!

"boom!"

A chair was broken into pieces by a cold knife without reservation, but Qin Yaer did not have any expression of heartache. To her, the cold knife was like her son. What was that?

As long as he wants, it will be fine to demolish the entire house.

She has nothing, she just has many magic coins.

In addition to the thousand-year-old herbs that Lin Nantian has been buying, Qin Yaer has also earned quite a lot of magic gold coins this year for expenses.

Build an ordinary mansion with millions of magic coins up to tens of millions of demons. For Qin Yaer, a little bit of it may be leaking from the cracks of her fingers.

The battle continued, Qin Yaer smiled while watching. Seeing Lin Nantian and Xiao Lengdao fighting more intensely, she became happier.

This shows that Lin Nantian likes Xiao Leng Dao very much. If it weren't for this, how could he teach him so hard?

You know, even Mi'er and Lin Nantian just gave some random advice, and had never taught him while fighting like now.

Leng Dao was smiling, it was a smile that seemed to meet a wise master, and seemed to be extremely happy to find such a good master.

After all, a child is a child. Leng Dao is only ten years old. He admires the strongest people most, especially those like Lin Nantian who can beat him without any power to fight back.

The stronger the master is, the happier he is!

Qin Yaer had already told him about the inheritance of bloodlines. Although Leng Dao was only ten years old, his ability to understand was not bad. Suddenly there were so many things in his mind, and he also understood the whole story.

This is something worth being happy about, it is his life and his luck.

With blood inheritance, from then on, he will no longer be an ordinary slave, but a cultivator who can embark on the path of a strong man!

"Master is here, please accept a bow from your disciple!"

Suddenly, Leng Dao stopped fighting, rolled around in the air, and knelt on his knees and landed on the ground.

"Bang!"

The voice was extremely heavy, as if it represented Leng Dao's determination and sincerity, and as if he was punishing his disrespect just now.

The room was covered with a very strong black Ruan Shi on the ground. Although it was protected by the breath of vitality, Cold Knife's knees landed directly from the air and kneeling on it would inevitably bruise. His body was far less hard than Hei Ruan Shi.

Lin Nantian knew that this was a way for cold sword to show sincerity, so he couldn't help but smile.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Leng Dao did not allow Lin Nantian to react at all, so he kowtowed three times in a row. This is the way to become a disciple circulating in the mainland. Leng Dao naturally followed the example. After learning the whole set, Leng Dao did not get up, but looked nervous, waiting for Lin Nantian's reply.

"Get up! You will be my second disciple from now on." Lin Nantian smiled slightly and gently helped Leng Dao up.
To be continued...