Dao fellow initiates

Xia Ziyuan took a few steps forward, and Pan Jiulong asked, "Who are you?"

Since you spoke first, then I will tell you mercifully... Xia Ziyuan thought of this in his heart, and said confidently: "Nanru Academy, the number one expert, Xia Ziyuan!"

Hmm... Ziyuan is a little swollen!
Cheng Ying sighed inwardly.

The group of Nanru Academy were a little confused. Even if he was talking about his age, the strongest should be the eldest brother Yun Sheng, right?

Pan Jiulong narrowed his eyes. He is a casual cultivator from the Han Ye Dynasty, and he doesn't know much about the Southern Confucian Academy. Hearing what the other party said, he suddenly became a little dignified.

"Go ahead!"

He didn't talk nonsense. Now that he has entered the circle, whether it is life or death, he will see the truth under his hands.

Xia Ziyuan shook his head and said: "No, you make the move first, if I make the move, you..."

"it is good!"

Xia Ziyuan hadn't finished speaking when he heard Pan Jiulong yell, and the long knife at his waist flew out of its sheath instantly, landed in his hand, and slashed at him immediately.

"Come again!"

Xia Ziyuan really wanted to curse, why can't his opponents be so ignorant of martial arts, can't he wait until he has finished speaking before striking?
Don't you know that if you choke on someone's words, you will choke to death?
Sensing the sharpness of this knife, he didn't dare to push it too hard, and immediately went forward with the Taixuan knife in his hand.

Only a golden cry was heard, and the two sabers collided together, creating a dazzling spark.

What Pan Jiulong was holding was a guillotine that looked like a tiger's wing, but the blade was not golden yellow, but a strange blood red color, full of blood. Frustrated, he was shocked by the force from the blade and slid back a few meters.

"But so!"

Pan Jiulong snorted coldly. What he looked down on the most in his life were the disciples of those sect forces. They were all arrogant because of their high talents. In fact, they really fought with others. They are like ordinary children, unable to stand the grind, far inferior to their casual cultivators who grew up from fighting, but those disciples still look down on their casual cultivators.

Today, he, Pan Jiulong, wants to experience the disciples of the Southern Confucian Academy.

Xia Ziyuan felt extremely embarrassed when he heard the other party's words, and immediately adjusted his mentality, his expression became solemn.

"I was careless before, you can insult me, not my sword!"

As soon as the words fell, his entire aura changed drastically. He was no longer as frivolous as before. An extremely domineering aura erupted from his body, and the black gold long knife in his hand suddenly made a clear and loud buzzing sound, as if responding The owner is average.

Seeing this scene, Pan Jiulong's expression changed drastically.

This is... the saber gesture!
Xia Ziyuan raised the hilt and front of the knife over his head, pointed the tip of the knife to the sky, and then slashed down suddenly. A black knife qi directly slashed towards Pan Jiulong. Wherever it went, the ground cracked inch by inch, and sand and stones flew up.

Blood Demon Blade! ! !

Pan Jiulong's heart beat wildly, and he immediately shouted angrily, the tiger-winged knife in his hand was immediately stained with blood, and then he slashed two cross-cutting strikes, slashing towards the opponent's knife energy.

However, his slash only persisted for a moment, before he was shattered by the opponent's saber energy, and then struck towards him unabated.

Pan Jiulong's face was covered with cold sweat, and he no longer had the contempt and arrogance he had before. He poured his whole body's profound energy into the Tiger Wing Saber, rushed forward, and slashed straight at the black saber energy.

It wasn't until he was on the scene that he finally understood how powerful the opponent's seemingly ordinary blow was. The sword energy contained a kind of energy that could destroy everything, so it wasn't that his Blood Demon Blade was not strong, but that the opponent's This slash was too weird, it directly devoured the blood energy attached to the blood demon blade. Without the blessing of blood energy, it would naturally be like thin paper, which would shatter at the touch of a finger.

However, just as he was resisting, Xia Ziyuan's figure suddenly appeared beside him, and then he walked straight behind him, landed nine steps, and said softly: "You are gone!"

what! ! !
Pan Jiulong didn't understand it at first, but suddenly a severe pain from the separation of flesh and blood eroded his mind, and he fell on his back in an instant, with his head rolling down to a distance of several meters.

Seeing this, Liang Kuan hurriedly planned to pick up the other party's storage bag, but Xia Ziyuan preempted him one step ahead, and he was immediately dissatisfied.

"Xia, you are not being kind!"

Xia Ziyuan snorted coldly: "I killed it!"

"Whoever sees it has a share!"

"I killed it!"

"I won't swallow it alone."

"I killed it!"

"Sister!"

"Give you!"

After Liang Kuan called Cheng Ying, Xia Ziyuan immediately gave up. Based on what he knew about Cheng Ying, it was absolutely impossible for him to hide his private money, so he might as well be quicker and avoid being scolded.

Cheng Ying smiled and nodded slightly in the distance: You can teach a child!

She suddenly discovered that Liang Kuan has the essence of being a businessman. It seems that the next time she leaves, she can leave Ziyuan behind and take Liang Kuan on.

Miss Ling was beside her, and suddenly said: "Ziyuan's sword intent has improved again, and has begun to condense the prototype of the sword soul!"

"Maybe you can see what his sword soul is?" Cheng Ying asked curiously. In terms of vision, she was far inferior to the one in front of her.

Miss Ling pondered for a moment, then laughed: "If you read correctly, it should be Nirvana!"

"Death?"

Cheng Ying was a little puzzled.

The sword intent is different from the sword intent. A sword cultivator first enters the realm of sword energy, and then enters the realm of sword intent, sword heart, unity of human and sword, and the realm of heaven and man; It is one's own physique to display sword energy with various attributes.

But the practice method of Dao Yi is completely different. The starting point is to combine momentum, energy, and strength to be called Dao Yi, and the combination of the three is the first state of Dao Yi. soul.

The soul of the sword will give the attribute of the sword, and the attribute is determined by visualization and comprehension, or by using treasures with various attributes in the world.

The latter is the simplest and quickest, while the former requires great understanding and talent. If you want to condense attributes that cannot exist in the real thing out of thin air or by observing something, it is undoubtedly as difficult as climbing the sky. Not a wizard with a knife.

And Xia Ziyuan's sword soul is Nirvana, Cheng Ying can understand these two words separately, but when they are combined, she has never heard of them.

Suddenly thought of something, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and said: "Could it be an attribute from visualization?"

In fact, there is still a certain gap between visualization and comprehension. In terms of the strangeness and mystery of attributes, the latter should be the first, and there is unlimited room for improvement, while the former can at most be borrowed from the wisdom of the ancestors.

If it was possible, Cheng Ying hoped for the latter the most, but Miss Ling directly said that his sword soul was Nirvana, which meant that this kind of sword soul had appeared before, so it did not meet her expectations, but this It is also very powerful.

However, Miss Ling's words below made her really lose her composure.

"No, this is an attribute that Ziyuan comprehended on his own!"

Cheng Ying's eyes widened, and she remained silent for a long time, with an indescribably complicated expression on her face, she was both relieved and proud of him. She thought she had never been as happy and satisfied as she is today in her life!

To her, Xia Ziyuan was no different from her own brother. She usually used to him, took care of him, cared for him, and loved him. It seemed that most of them taught her a lesson, but in fact, which sentence was not caring for him in every possible way? He has a weird personality, he doesn't even have a friend in the academy, and he doesn't feel sorry for bringing him with him all the time, and he can't bear to be squeezed out and be alone.

Wasn't it because he and his senior brother left back then, he ran down the mountain alone, but fortunately he was rescued by the Kang family siblings, otherwise no one would have known that he had starved to death outside.

Hearing that he had achieved such a success today, Cheng Ying was both excited and sad.

The orphan back then has grown up now, and he has his partner by his side. As a senior sister, why don't you feel at ease?
Looking at Xia Ziyuan who was arguing with Liang Kuan, she couldn't help but smile.

After a while, she suppressed the complicated emotions, and asked the sisters beside her, "Since you comprehended it, how did you know?"

Miss Ling laughed and said, "That's because of you!"

"Because of me?" Cheng Ying frowned slightly, and murmured to herself in doubt.

"Yes, in order to give you a surprise, he wanted to wait for the soul of the sword to be completely condensed and then tell you. But he realized this strange attribute at first, and he didn't know what to name it, so he found me. , and asked me to help him choose a crazy and cool name."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hehe, it's interesting to say!"

"I think the attributes he has realized have a strong destructive aura, and he chooses and devours them. It is not like the natural attributes of water, fire, ice, thunder, wind and soil. There will be a special sound when attacking. On the contrary, when destroying some things, it is quietly. Silent, very mysterious, so I took the word ji.”

"However, before I finished my sentence, he directly added the character "Mie", saying that the character "Ji" is not enough to show domineering, so this second character must make the enemy feel scared when they hear this name!"

Speaking of this, Miss Ling just shook her head with a funny smile.

Cheng Ying can't laugh or cry, this is very similar to his style, but he is willing to lower his head to ask others for advice, it seems that he still cares about this name very much!
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In the arena, I saw Liang Kuan happily put away the storage bag for safekeeping, and then came to the crowd and shouted: "You have also seen it, if you want to inherit the sword talisman, just come, if you win, it will be yours, first Come first, don’t miss this opportunity, if you lose it, the next temple will open soon, if you want to find my brother again, you won’t be able to find it!”

Liang Kuan expected that these people would not swarm up if they were not in a hurry, so he cheated one by one, and when two hours passed and the next temple opened, he didn't believe that these people would still be stuck here.

Hearing this, many people's eyes flashed with greed. They all wanted to go up and try, but they also took into account the strength of the opponent, so they might not be opponents.

This is not a competition in the arena. To go up is to leave life and death on it, and there is no turning back. This makes some people who cherish their lives hesitate. In the end, reason defeated greed.

Liang Kuan didn't care. Anyway, there are many people who are not afraid of death. If I encourage them from time to time, some people will come to their door.

Sure enough, after his words fell, four people came out, all of them were at the seventh level of Xuanhai.

Only one of the four people stood up and said: "We don't want any inherited sword talismans, just compete, if you win, you will lose the storage bag you just got to us, and if we lose, we will consciously lose the storage bag to you , don’t bet on life and death, how about it?”

Without even thinking about it, Liang Kuan made the decision for Yang Mu: "No problem, but within the same realm, there are at most three at a time. If you want four to fight one, it would be too unfair!"

Cheng Ying saw that Liang Kuan was making a decision privately, instead of getting angry, he smiled and slowly said two words: "Smart!"

Yang Mu and Huang Rong also laughed, they are bastards if they are cheap but not profitable, they can't wait for more of this kind of free opportunity, with Xia Ziyuan's strength, it is almost an instant kill in the same realm, let alone three, just five All are free.

In this regard, they are very confident!
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