Yu Xuanming smiled without saying a word, but made Zhao Bofeng's heart sink even harder and his eyes returned to the battle situation in the snow forest.

In just a moment, Bai Yang and the young man in purple had already exchanged dozens of swords, and their moves collided. Although there was no earth-shaking momentum, there was also some extremely exquisite sword intent.

The young man in purple is indeed a swordsman genius. He acts thrillingly and vigorously when he takes action. Swords and swords are all tricks to force death. Although they are a bit cruel, this move is the most useful.

Bai Yang has only been practicing sword for more than a month. Even if Yu Xuanming commented on his extraordinary talent and taught him to understand swords three times, his attainments in this area are still not as good as the young man in purple who has been immersed in this way for more than ten years.

When the two of them tried to find out the details of each other, the purple-clothed young man finally felt impatient, he pulled away, raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "If you only have this ability, then today, you will be destined to be defeated!"

"The winner is not decided, my friend should say less." Bai Yang's hand was slightly shocked. Although the person was not angry, the sword was already angry with three points.

The sword heart of the Qingtian Xueluo Sword is extremely proud. After all, it is also a famous sword that has competed with the Jiuyan Sword as a demigod weapon. How could such a junior provoke it?

Feeling the anger of the Qingtian Xueluo Sword, Bai Yang sighed helplessly and said, "We will divide this sword into a different way."

"Haha, arrogant!"

The young man in purple changed his body and used his strength to his whole body. The surging power of Dingyuan rushed out like a wave. The strange purple-black true energy spread over the sword edge, like a flowing light, slowly spreading, and finally turned into a terrifying sword force, pointing directly at Bai Yang!

"The stars are moving, a sword!"

Buzz!

The sound of the sword sounded, and one sword killed the enemy.

The power of this sword move must be at least as high as the Xuan-level level, and it may even be able to reach the threshold. When fighting with it for several times, Bai Yang felt such amazing pressure once again, and his expression couldn't help but stagnate. The Qingtian Snow Sword in his hand flipped twice, and used the nameless sword move, which rushed towards the Galaxy.

The young man in purple was full of confidence, and this sword would definitely determine the outcome, but when he felt Bai Yang performing his sword move, he couldn't help but exclaim: "What kind of sword move is this?"

"It's now!"

At the moment when his mind was lost, Bai Yang stepped forward, cut off his sword light directly, and then stabbed out three swords, pointing to his neck, chest, and wrists.

The first two swords were both empty swords, but the last sword used a practical move to knock down the long sword in the hand of the young man in purple, but did not stroke his wrist.

Such superb control makes Yu Xuanming and Zhao Biefeng on the mountain show different expressions at the same time.

Yu Xuanming nodded in admiration, but Zhao Biefeng looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "This game cannot be counted. If you teach him the last move of the Divine Moon Break the Cangqiu, wouldn't he be in an invincible place among the swordsmen in the same realm? Who doesn't know that your Divine Moon Break the Cangqiu can defeat all the sword forces in the world. As long as you are a swordsman, you will be three points shorter in front of your move. How can you let my disciple fight him?"

"Hey, you can't say that. Your disciple is also very good, but the heat is a little bit worse." Yu Xuanming smiled and said, "But it has become a fact that he lost. If he doesn't want to be a stubborn person, at this age, he shouldn't be untrustworthy, right?"

"snort!"

Zhao Bofeng snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "This matter is aborted, and I will not challenge you again in the future."

"but."

Before Yu Xuanming could continue to say something, Zhao Biefeng added: "The matter between us is over, but there is no reason to stop the disciples from competing with each other, as masters, right?"

"This statement makes sense." Yu Xuanming nodded and said indifferently: "If your disciple wants to have a dispute, you can find him at any time, but if you dare to pester me, don't blame me for not thinking about the old love and using a killing sword to you."

"If Jiuyan Sword doesn't come out, you want to kill me, it's also a delusion." Zhao Biefeng waved his hand: "If your apprentice wins today, there will be a period of time later."

"I hope it will be in no time later."

Yu Xuanming made a gesture of not giving it to him, but Zhao Biefeng turned around and said with a smile: "Sword Contest, you really won't come?"

"I have removed the name of Qiu Jian, so the Sword Lord will naturally not look for me again, so there is no need to mention this matter."

"Haha, you removed Qiu Jian, but what about Jian Yan Tianque? Why didn't you return this title to the Sword Residence Peak?" Zhao Biefeng sneered: "You disdain for fame and fortune, why do you keep this title?"

"This title was given by the first sword master of the Sword Peak many years ago. It is reasonable and reasonable. This sword master is not qualified to take it back. As for the sake of the enemy, I want to play these quarrels with me."

"Forget it, I hope to see you at the Battle of Swords and Sites. Then we will have a legitimate battle against the sword."

After finishing the speech of Bofeng, Yu Guang left, leaving only Yu Xuanming on the mountain.

"The battle on the sword? Unfortunately, my sword was never sheathed again as early as that time." Yu Xuanming shook his head, as if he had remembered some old past events, but he was unwilling to think about it and turned to the cave.

Before Xuelin, the young man in purple who seemed to have not reacted before he had already defeated his sword was silent for a moment, silently picked up his sword, and said lightly: "What is this sword called?"

Bai Yang put away the snowfall in the sky and smiled and said, "I didn't tell my name when I taught this sword."

"Is the nameless sword?" The young man in purple took a deep breath and bowed to Bai Yang: "I remember your sword, I'm here to ask for advice in the future."

After saying that, the young man in purple really stopped talking nonsense and turned around and left without any delay.

Such a chic style made Bai Yang feel a little fond of him.

"Boy, you have won the sword. Why don't you hurry up and go to the mountains to find the magic fire?"

The master's scolding made Bai Yang come to his senses, and he ran helplessly to the clear spring north of the snow forest, cleaned his body, changed into a set of clothes, and then walked towards the cave.

In this month, after experiencing various inhuman tortures, his spirit and spirit have become completely renewed and his figure has been greatly improved. Now, when he sees his eyes, he has completely become a handsome young man with a tall figure.

Moreover, after those practices, his body has approached perfection and is no longer like before. Anyone can see that his qi and blood are merged into a furnace, but it is messy and his spirit is leaking out, and he feels like he will lose his strength.

Bai Yang is now like a famous sword that truly hides his sharpness in the sheath. In addition to looking a bit eye-catching on the outside, he is actually like an ordinary young man, and he does not have the disadvantages of cultivators who cannot control their own breath.

"Senior, I'm back."

When he returned to the cave, Yu Xuanming was sitting in front of the cave. Bai Yang quickly stepped forward and said hello.

"How is it feeling? Is the sword intent more pure?" Yu Xuanming waved to Bai Yang and signaled him to sit beside him.

Bai Yang walked up, sat next to Yu Xuanming, and said respectfully: "Fortunately, it's a little bit better than a month ago."

"Well, that's good. Remember what I said to you. Also, you've seen that young man just now, right?" Yu Xuanming said: "He is Zhao Biefeng's apprentice, named Long Zi, and is the most advanced person among the seeds of the Sword Peak. Your ability to defeat him proves that your talent is not inferior to those geniuses evaluated by Sword Peak."

"Lucky, lucky."

Bai Yang said modestly, and Yu Xuanming agreed: "You can beat him. The luck is indeed very good, but this also proves that you are indeed a piece of sword training. Bai Yang, I don't know if you have already made it to become famous in this world, but defeating Long Zi will make you the target of public criticism among the swordsmen. More and more challenges will come to visit, and some people will also want to win the world by defeating you. If you have not decided to bear this kind of pressure, then try to keep a low profile."

"What if you are low-key, can't you?" Bai Yang asked after thinking about it.

"Then let it be good. Young man, if you don't show off for a few years, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the young?" Yu Xuanming smiled and patted Bai Yang's shoulder, then took out a sword book, and said, "The rest of the Xuanyue Yantian Sword are here. You have learned the third one. If you are interested in the other moves, you will study them again. If you don't pursue the sword, you will leave it as a thought. If you have the chance to come back in the future, if I am still here, you may be able to provide you with some help."

Bai Yang heard the deep meaning of this sentence and couldn't help asking: "Senior, are you going to leave here?"

Yu Xuanming nodded: "I have lived here for a long time, after all, I have some feelings, but people still have to face reality after all. What you should take on is impossible to escape no matter where you hide. I have avoided countless thoughts, and I can't hide anymore."

"When will the senior leave?"

When Bai Yang heard that Yu Xuanming was really leaving, he felt a little reluctant.

Although Yu Xuanming has not communicated much with him in the past month, he has brought him a lot of help. It is no exaggeration to say that he is both a teacher and a friend. Bai Yang admires and respects this pure swordsman who is loyal to the sword but is extremely wise.

"The sadness of parting is the most difficult, but a man doesn't have to do this. The world is so great that it is not what he wants. As long as he is destined to be, you and I will see each other again. I can also give you a sword note to you, and I have been thinking about it for many years. As for the remaining things you and that girl, it is not what I should intervene." Yu Xuanming stood up, slightly towards the light that was about to sink in the sky, and smiled and said, "A sword and ten thousand swords are swords, swords are affectionate, and gradually they are ruthless."

As it was getting late, Kong Moyi slowly went up the mountain along the mountain road, but Bai Yang was standing in front of the cave and motionless. He couldn't help but go forward and asked, "When did you come out? Where are the seniors?"
Chapter completed!