There were not many people who witnessed the battle on the Wanli Plain. The cultivators in the capital only heard it and had never seen it with their own eyes. The battle of thoughts between Xiao Zhinan and Shen Qiubai outside the five-story building was only in the sight of some big figures. In the middle of the night, Ning Haoran was the only one who was onlookers in the inner courtyard.

After Xiao Zhinan came to Jiang Kingdom, the only battle placed in front of many cultivators in the capital was the scene where the monk Zhuge Dan drew his sword outside the mountain outside the south gate.

So in the eyes of ordinary practitioners, it is really not clear how strong Xiao Zhinan is.

Chen Jiyue looked at Xiao Zhinan who was standing next to the white stone tablet and holding a sword. The powerful aura almost covered the entire mountain road. Even the leaves swinging in the wind on the mountain road seemed to be still, and they dared not make any sound.

"All of them are girls, Miss Xiao is too strong. Not to mention whether she can beat the eldest brother, but just standing here is something I can't see."

Zhou Luo thought and said, "Although there are few rumors about Miss Xiao in the world, the sword-doctrine genius described in "Zongheng Scroll" that is rare in a century is not just a false statement. Every piece of information obtained by the author of "Zongheng Scroll" is true. Since he used such a sentence to describe Xiao Zhinan, it was an absolute fact."

"And since Miss Xiao appeared in the capital, and even just left Beiyan, she showed the world her strongest swordsmanship, defeating the fourth senior brother, Xiang Yuanzangfeng, Chen Qiubai, Zhaixing Mansion, and Zhuge Dan's sword drawing outside the south gate are definitely not something that ordinary practitioners can do. She has stood at a height that many people cannot reach."

He Zhengrong looked at Zhou Luo with a little impatiently and said, "Why do you have to be ambitious and destroy your own prestige? I don't care whether she wants to challenge the eldest brother or not. Since I am standing here, there is no reason not to draw the sword."

Chen Jiyue said nervously: "He Zhengrong, don't you want to fight Miss Xiao, are you?"

This is even more exaggerated than Li Mengzhou's sword in Chaosi Lane.

After all, no matter how strong Xie Chunfeng was, he did not reach the peak of the fourth realm, but Xiao Zhinan was a powerful man who could fight Bei Zangfeng and Chen Qiubai to fight back and forth. He Zhengrong, who was at least at the peak of the fourth realm, had never crossed the threshold of the fourth realm, was just a small sword cultivator. Fighting with someone with a big sword cultivator was purely a behavior of seeking death.

He Zhengrong smiled coldly and said, "What's wrong?"

Although He Zhengrong is not very old, he is quite proud and does not know what fear is.

After cutting off the identity of the He family's concubine and cutting off all ties with the He family, He Zhengrong was fearless.

Regardless of Chen Jiyue and Zhou Luo's obstruction, He Zhengrong walked straight towards Xiao Zhinan.

Xiao Zhinan frowned slightly and looked up at the young man walking on the mountain road. Although He Zhengrong was only fifteen years old, he also stood in front of the threshold of the four realms. His cultivation qualifications were not inferior to Li Mengzhou.

The only difference is that there are restrictions in Li Mengzhou's Qihai, and the potential effect of the restrictions is also to stimulate his cultivation speed. Therefore, the qualifications that Li Mengzhou has shown at present are definitely not his full potential.

No one knows who put a ban in Li Mengzhou's aura. Even Li Mengzhou himself only had a rough guess, but he also didn't understand what the purpose of the person who put a ban was.

Except for not being able to see the sea of ​​qi when he first embarked on the path of cultivation, he suppressed his qualifications for cultivation, which is definitely the most terrifying curse for those who desire to practice. Fortunately, at present, these problems have not had much impact on Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou's Qihai is different from others, because his Qihaihai is a desert, with only a small oasis, supporting him on the road of cultivation.

He Zhengrong stood in front of Xiao Zhinan.

He smiled and said, "I am a disciple of the Li Palace Inner Courtyard. He Zhengrong has a cultivation level of the third level. Senior Sister Xiao wants to challenge the senior brother of our college. During the period when the senior brother has not arrived, I also want to challenge Senior Sister Xiao."

He honestly told his cultivation level directly.

Although facing Xiao Zhinan, his realm itself is completely visible.

Xiao Zhinan was silent for a long time, then said calmly: "I know you, except for Li Mengzhou, the new disciples of Ligong Sword Academy, are the most qualified person."

He Zhengrong said with some displeasure: "Although I can't beat Li Mengzhou for the time being, our qualifications are equal, and he is only one level more than me as a martial arts master, otherwise he will definitely not be able to beat me."

This is indeed He Zhengrong’s true thought.

He doesn't think his qualifications are weaker than Li Mengzhou, but why can't he beat them?

The reason is very simple.

Because before embarking on the path of cultivation, Li Mengzhou was a martial artist in the martial arts world and the youngest martial arts master. The martial arts master in the secular world is a strong man who is enough to compete with the second-level practitioners. Even the first martial arts master Zhao Wuji can easily kill the top cultivator of the second-level practitioners.

This is definitely the reason why Li Mengzhou can always beat him.

Therefore, Xiao Zhinan's words clearly stated that Li Mengzhou's qualifications were higher than him, which made He Zhengrong extremely dissatisfied.

Xiao Zhinan looked at He Zhengrong silently, raised his hand slightly, and a hurricane rose on the ground, and the majestic aura swayed amidst the dust on the ground.

He Zhengrong, who was standing towards him, immediately felt a sense of suffocation, which made him subconsciously take a few steps back and his face turned red suddenly.

He drew his sword in anger and shouted, "Do you look down on me?"

Xiao Zhinan said calmly: "You have reached the peak of the third level at a young age. I have no reason to look down on you, but if you challenge me with your cultivation level at the peak of the third level, what can I think."

He Zhengrong is a person with strong self-esteem, which is related to what he has encountered since childhood. He hates all the contempt or disdainful gazes that look at him. Although this emotion has decreased a lot after cutting off the identity of the He family's concubine and killing Ni Zhenchun himself, it does not mean that it has completely disappeared.

He needs to hone his state of mind.

And he is only fifteen years old.

This is not something that can be achieved overnight.

It is normal to be a little arrogant.

He Zhengrong gritted his teeth, suddenly his pupils contracted, and the mountain road at the bottom of his feet suddenly exploded. A flame splashed everywhere, his clothes were swelling, and his body was ejected like an arrow from a string. The big stone sword in his hand was already handed towards Xiao Zhinan.

Xiao Zhinan still held the Mohua sword in his arms, allowing the aura to rush into her three feet range. The sharp sword intent rages around her. She just moved a little, and He Zhengrong, who was handing the sword, suddenly lost his target.

His face changed.

Turning back suddenly, Xiao Zhinan stood there, as if he had never moved. He looked at him calmly and said, "Although you have high qualifications and the courage of a sword cultivator, your vision is a bit bad. You shouldn't hand me the sword."

He Zhengrong was silent for a moment and said, "Of course I know that I can't beat you, but there is no need or not to pass a sword, it's just whether I want to or not."

Xiao Zhinan was stunned for a moment. This concept was very consistent with her. Her eyes when she looked at He Zhengrong again changed a little.

She looked at He Zhengrong seriously and said, "Now, continue to hand over the sword to me."

......

Next to the white stone tablet in front of Ligong Mountain Gate, the grand aura tends to become increasingly fierce.

He Zhengrong cut out his strongest sword.

Xiao Zhinan was no longer just silent, and also held the Sword of the Sword in his hand tightly. Even though He Zhengrong was just a little guy in her eyes, she was willing to give him enough respect.

If Xiao Zhinan did not draw the sword, it would hurt He Zhengrong's self-confidence.

But once she draws her sword, the consequences are that He Zhengrong faces a mountain that seems to never reach. The sense of oppression is easy to collapse.

But sword cultivators are not just like this. It is also difficult to completely destroy a sword cultivator's state of mind. Sword cultivator will only become stronger and stronger as they fight.

The moment Xiao Zhinan drew his sword, the whole sky seemed to suddenly brighten for a moment.

The violent aura was blown away, the sword intent swelled, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air exploded. The suffocation from the pavement made He Zhengrong stand in place, as if he was stupid.

The sword of Mohua pointed between He Zhengrong's eyebrows. The sword intention cleared all the dust on the mountain road. The strong wind was whistling and the trees were moving.

Xiao Zhinan's face was calm.

He Zhengrong's pupils widened, and then suddenly contracted. The cold sweat could not be suppressed and slipped from his face. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Although Xiao Zhinan's sword was not really used, the aura made He Zhengrong dizzy. He couldn't help but groan, and his figure fell to the ground, his face turned pale.

"Thank you Miss Xiao for showing mercy to Junior Brother He."

A clear sound rang out, and Ning Haoran appeared in front of Ligong Mountain Gate.

Next to him were senior brothers Ouyang Shengxue and Jiang Zihua.

Xiao Zhinan looked back at Ning Haoran, then fixed his eyes on Ouyang Shengxue.

Shen Jiyue and Zhou Luo hurriedly helped He Zhengrong back.

Zhou Luo whispered: "Fortunately, Xiao Zhinan was just here to challenge him and had no hostility. Otherwise, if you stand up rashly, you may be unable to save your life."

He Zhengrong bit his lip lightly and didn't say anything. Obviously he was hit by some blow, and seemed to be still immersed in the extremely terrifying sword that Xiao Zhinan brought him.

"Are you the eldest Mr. Ligong Jianyuan?"

At this time, Xiao Zhinan looked at Ouyang Shengxue. The man wrapped in green shirt, with a fair face and a thin figure seemed to be difficult to associate with Mr. Ligong Jianyuan like this, but the thin body contained an extremely powerful aura, which Xiao Zhinan could clearly notice.

Ouyang Shengxue smiled and said, "I have a surname of Ouyang, and the famous scenic spot Xue. I should not be able to say anything to Miss Xiao. Ligong Jianyuan and Langhuan Jianlu are both the upper sects of the fifth realm. Miss Xiao is the only personal master in Jianlu, and she is also the heir to the name of the Sword Lord. In terms of identity, Miss Xiao is especially above me."
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