Walking around the void casually, walking over the villa. This villa is huge and comparable to the imperial palace, but there are not many people inside, and it looks a bit empty and quiet.

Soon, Xiao Chen set foot in a martial arts performance venue in the other courtyard.

"Drink! Drink!"

With loud shouts, two figures were moving in the martial arts field, with sword energy scattered. One of them was middle-aged, black-haired, cold-faced, holding a long sword in his hand, and each move was simple, dealing with a young man who was fighting against him.

This young man has a three-part appearance and a middle-aged man. He has black hair and black eyes, and his black eyebrows are flying into his temples like a sword, making him look particularly heroic.

The young man has a very sharp sword technique and has a relatively high level of fighting spirit. I am afraid he is already a high-level swordsman, but when facing middle-aged people, his sword lacks a killing aura, and he is always forced by middle-aged people to return to defense, and his aura is at a disadvantage.

"Momentum, show off your momentum!"

"How many times have you told me that a sword is not a dead thing..."

"You have not understood the essence of this sword at all!"

The middle-aged swordsman scolded him, obviously guiding the other party, and neither of them noticed at all. Just next to the martial arts field not far away, a vain figure stood there, his eyes flashing as he looked at the two people.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the young man's sword was picked up by the middle-aged swordsman to the ground.

"Father."

The young man scratched his head and looked at the stern middle-aged swordsman with some confusion.

"Okay." The middle-aged swordsman's cold face regained a little gentle: "Pick up the sword. This time I have improved a little, and my skills have become more proficient. Some things are something I have been demanding. I have never experienced real battles. It is indeed not something you can practice by practicing behind closed doors at home."

The young man ran to pick up the sword and walked to the sidelines with the middle-aged sword master: "Father, I want to go out for training, but my mother doesn't allow it. I'm over 20 years old. Apart from occasionally going to Uncle Auburn, I haven't left Tianxing City alone? Why don't you tell my mother and let me go out for a hard work..."

"Cough..." The middle-aged man covered his mouth with his hands weak and coughed dryly.

"Father." The young man rolled his eyes secretly. He knew that his father was a general outside, extremely cruel and powerful, but in this house, his mother was in charge of everything, and even his father could do nothing.

"Father, when my elder brother was as old as me, he was already famous on the mainland, why can't I do it?" The young man was full of passion and ambition.

The middle-aged swordsman looked at his son and seemed to remember the lonely and proud figure back then.

Now, where is his other son?

The son who made him full of regret and pride...

He shook his head and said to the young man beside him: "Your brother is different from you. You can't walk the path he walks... I'll find time to talk to your mother about the experience..."

The young man fell behind, looked at the back of his father in front of him, and clenched his fists. He looked at the statue standing in the sky in the distance. There was a hint of enthusiasm and a hint of envy. He whispered: "Why can my brother, but I can't? One day, I will let my father see it. I, Xiao Yun, is also a great hero who stands tall."

...

Xiao Chen was ten meters behind Xiao Yun. All Xiao Yun's behavior fell into his eyes. He smiled. When his mother was cold and hardships when she was a child, she no longer wanted Xiao Yun to follow his old path. She just wanted him to spend his life peacefully and happily, so she gave the name "Yun".

However, this excessive protection seemed to have an "anti-" effect and did not suppress the passion of his younger brother.

What a simple youthful passion!

Xiao Chen sighed with a sigh, showed his body, and shouted lightly: "Xiao Yun."

"Ah, oh..."

Xiao Yun, who was full of passion, was awakened by someone. He immediately turned around as nervous as a child who had been caught stealing food. Seeing the black-haired young man standing not far behind him, he suddenly shook. He was full of excitement and said in surprise: "You, you are..."

"I am your brother!" Xiao Chen said bluntly.

"Brother...I, brother..." Xiao Yun subconsciously looked at the statue standing in the distance, and compared it with the black-haired young man in front of him. He had only seen Xiao Chen when he was very young, and his memory had long been blurred. Instead, when he grew up, he still knew the appearance of his legendary elder brother from the huge "Xiao Chen" statue in Tianxing City.

Twenty years, and in the future, Xiao Chen left a trace on his body, but his breath became even more unfathomable, his eyes as dark as the Nine Netherworlds. Just standing there made Xiao Yun feel as vast as the starry sky.

"Brother, you, you, you are back..." Xiao Yun was just fantasizing that he would become a great hero like a big brother, but the big brother appeared in front of him. How could this not make his heart fluctuate and he was speechless?

Xiao Chen walked towards Xiao Yun calmly and said lightly: "I just came back and saw you and your father practicing swordsmanship just now."

Xiao Chen's demeanor and calm tone made Xiao Yun unable to doubt Xiao Chen's words at all. He couldn't help but believe that the black-haired young man in front of him was his real elder brother, the elder brother who had disappeared for nearly twenty years. He grew up listening to his countless legendary stories, expelled the demons, and saved the elder brother of the entire Eastern Continent.

Since childhood, this elder brother has been his idol, spiritual totem, and a fantasy goal in his heart.

Now, it was so sudden, without any warning, that my elder brother came back and appeared in front of him. I...I'm not ready yet... Xiao Yun moaned in his heart.

Xiao Chen walked to Xiao Yun, put his hand on his shoulder and patted him, and smiled slightly and said, "He looks as tall as me."

"Brother..." Xiao Yun nodded. In front of this legendary elder brother, Xiao Yun found that he was like a doll that had not grown up and could not even look at each other.

"When you get energetic, don't you want to be a big hero? This is not possible." Xiao Chen's tone was plain, but it stimulated Xiao Yun's soul like thunder and lightning, making him smart, and his waist couldn't help but straighten.

"Brother... I, I'm just talking." Xiao Yun scratched his head, and the secret in his heart was discovered. He always felt embarrassed, and he was the eldest brother who was leaning as his target.

"Just tell me? I originally wanted to help you, but it seems that I don't need it anymore." Xiao Chen said lightly.

Xiao Yun's eyes suddenly widened. Who is the one in front of him? Not only his elder brother, but also a legendary hero in the entire East Continent. He was a member of the throne of the strongest man in the East Continent in his twenties. He had fantasized about yy's spiritual totem countless times.

Now the elder brother said he would help him...

"No, no, brother..." Xiao Yunlian said: "I...I want to become stronger, I want to be a hero like brother, I, I..."

Xiao Chen was excited and spoke incoherently, his face flushed.

"Okay." Xiao Chen suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at Xiao Yun's eyebrows.

Just when Xiao Chen's fingers touched Xiao Yun's eyebrows, bang! Xiao Yun felt as if he was trapped in an empty environment, and an extremely dazzling sword light was slashed down fiercely. This sword was indescribable and surpassed everything.

Xiao Yun felt that he could not even move, and could not even scream, so he could only watch the extremely terrifying sword slashing down...

The soul seemed to be cut in half by this sword. When Xiao Yun woke up, his whole body was soaked, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"This is a little sword intent true spirit that I have condensed. I have penetrated your soul. From now on, you can understand it from time to time according to the techniques I teach you. However, every time you open this sword intent true spirit, you will be attacked by this sword intent... If you can't stand it, it will naturally be impossible to understand it. Whether or not you practice depends on your own choice."

Xiao Chen said slowly. He patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder just now and found that his physique was more suitable for practicing swords, so he gave Xiao Yun this true spirit of sword intent, but there was never a pie falling from the sky. If you want to understand this sword intent, you must endure the terrible sword intent attack with the soul being cut in half. Without strong will and persistence, you cannot succeed.

This is also the spiritual flaw of Xiao Chen who saw Xiao Yun, a swordsman who had not experienced hardship, so he strengthened his efforts in this regard.

If Xiao Yun could not persist and dared not face such a terrifying sword intent attack again, it would be negligent to say that Xiao Chen would not force him, so he would be an ordinary person in his life without worries under the protection of his parents.

Xiao Yun's body was still trembling. The terrible feeling that his soul was cut in half just now made him feel extremely palpitations.

After hearing his elder brother's words, his eyes struggled.

"Okay, I'm going to see my father and mother, you think about it yourself..." Xiao Chen had already penetrated Xiao Yun's mind with the method of opening the sword intent. He didn't say anything more, and left, leaving Xiao Yun to fight against the heavenly beings in the same place. This was also a test.

After passing through several corridors, under Xiao Chen's spiritual sense, nothing in the mansion was hidden, so he soon came to a courtyard. There was a small lake in the courtyard, and the bamboo forest was half-covered. A noble lady in yellow clothes was sitting in a pavilion by the lake. Several servants and maids were serving. On the fire in the middle of the pavilion, the hot water was gushing white air. Xiao Ye, who had just finished practicing sword with Xiao Yun, had also come to the pavilion and sat there and said this to the lady, but the sound was not loud.

Xiao Chen walked through the bamboo forest and appeared in front of the pavilion.

He did not hide his figure anymore, so as soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the people in the pavilion.

The lady in the pavilion was carrying a bowl of tea and turned around. When her eyes fell on Xiao Chen's body, the sunlight was just passing through the bamboo forest, and it fell on Xiao Chen's face. The long-haired black-haired young man stood quietly, without any breath of fireworks, like a quiet picture full of freehand painting.

Bang!

The porcelain teacup in the lady's hand fell to the ground and broke into petals, which also broke the tranquility in the bamboo forest.
Chapter completed!