Chapter 444

A month later, in a lush and green bamboo forest, Yang Xiaoyi's knife and awn flashed like thunder, lightning and galloping.

But in an instant, a knife came out, and the world was quiet.

The bamboo forest swaying with the wind could not move at all. At the next moment, with a loud bang, they broke into bamboo scraps and roamed in the void.

"Good!"

With a loud drink, Wang batian came forward with surprise and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have such a high understanding. It's really rare to master the essence of ten sets of positive knife fighting skills in just one month."

"This is also master's teaching and guidance. Hey, hey, hey!"

With a grin on the corner of his mouth, Yang Xiaoyi bowed respectfully to Wang batian and said with a smile.

With a slight nod, Wang batian thought for a moment and said, "apprentice, try to converge those open and close combat skills in your hand and melt them into one knife?"

"Convergence? How?"

Yang Xiaoyi looked at the blade in his hand and frowned slightly.

Wang batian smiled and his eyes glittered: "You have to realize it yourself. The so-called master leads you into the door and practices in an individual. As a teacher, you can only tell you that as a swordsman, you can take it back if you can put it. How close you can get it if you can put it. Only when you hit it with a tight fist can you have power. What can only be released but not taken back is the emptiness of the inner court, the strength of the outside is the weakness of the middle!"

"Tighten your fist and fight out?"

His eyes were slightly hushed and narrowed, and Yang Xiaoyi murmured to himself. Then he slowly closed his eyes and thought carefully. The blade in his hand swayed in front of him and swayed with the wind, like a willow leaf.

But suddenly, Yang Xiaoyi suddenly opened his pupils, and a strange brilliance shone on the blade, just like a sharp sword out of its scabbard.

And in this instant, with a bang, a bamboo pole was directly split into two sections, and the incision was smooth as a mirror, which could reflect the human figure.

The pupil of the eye could not stop shrinking, and Yang Xiaoyi was stunned.

Come on, it's too fast!

He never thought that the speed of his knife just now was more than ten times faster than all his previous knives. Even he didn't react, the knife had been hit.

It was as if the sword had come out of its sheath and cut off the enemy's head.

Wang batian stroked his beard and smiled: "yes, his understanding is really good. He can see through it at a little. He has caught the essentials so soon, ha ha!"

"Master, can you say that this is... Ba Dao?"

At the moment, Yang Xiaoyi trembled with excitement.

Wang batian glanced at him, but he couldn't stop shaking his head and sneering: "Broadsword? Hum, it's far from it! It's just a bit of broadsword at most, but it's still thousands of miles away from the real broadsword. Don't forget, to practice broadsword, you must first go through the cultivation of magic knife. But now, you're still in the cultivation of Zhengdao state, and you haven't achieved much. Don't aim too high. Practice step by step, ha ha ha!"

"Yes, I see. Thank you for your teaching, Hei hei!"

Embarrassed to scratch his head, Yang Xiaoyi bowed down and worshipped. His eyes were full of hope and hope for the future.

Seeing his humility, Wang batian nodded with satisfaction.

In my opinion, my apprentice is much better than the teacher. How can the holy ancestor designate that bastard when he shows his spirit? Alas

Shaking his head and sighing, Wang batian didn't understand, but suddenly, a melodious melody came in steeply and filled the whole altar.

Wang batian's body stagnated and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Yang Xiaoyi also listened to this strange melody and said, "Hey, who is playing the flute? It sounds good."

"Disciple, don't take it lightly. This is an expert!"

Gently stroking his beard, Wang batian said solemnly: "Our sect's main forum is guarded by a barrier, and no news can be heard outside. This song is definitely played by a top master of sound wave skills. Maybe it's just to challenge. In the past, there were many such masters outside the main forum who came to challenge Ouyang sect leader. But since the sect leader died, our sect has been closed for a hundred years, and no one outside has challenged him. How come they ran out again now ？”

"Challenge the leader? Is he here to challenge my third brother?"

"Eh, you already know that your brother is the leader?"

"Hey, I already know. Look at the old poison King's attentive care for his third brother. It's the same mentality as I was in those years. Are they all helping the young master? I understand." with a slight smile, Yang Xiaoyi shrugged his shoulders.

Hearing this, Wang batian couldn't help looking at him deeply: "help the young master? Are you not his own brother? Otherwise, how can he be the Lord and you are a minister?"

"To tell you the truth, master, I was adopted by the Yang family when I was young."

"I see. I'll tell you why your brothers are not the same at all. It's really not your own brothers, hum!" a thick breath came out of your nostrils, and Wang batian disdained to curl his mouth: "you are such a sincere and diligent brother, but that boy is arrogant and domineering. It's obvious that he wasn't born by a father and mother."

"Master, although we are not one milk compatriots, we are brothers and sisters closer than our own brothers. This time I was caught in the holy fire sect, and my third brother came all the way to save me. I was very moved."

"Well, he just talks about loyalty. It's an advantage. Other things... Everything is good for nothing!" Wang batian just doesn't like him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyi was helpless to shake his head and lamented.

At the same time, in the leader's bedroom, Yang Feng was still practicing his etiquette steps in accordance with the rules, but suddenly heard a familiar melody, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and murmur: "if the heart is there, the dream is there, just start again... Eh, isn't this the song I brought to the world, is it an acquaintance who came to me?"

"Who is sending a message with sound wave skill outside the general altar? Is it a challenge?"

The poison king and the corpse king looked at each other and shouted murderously.

Poof!

He knocked them on both heads. Yang Feng said with a smile: "what's the challenge? My people are coming. Take me out quickly. Mo Lao must have come to find me something."

With that, Yang Feng no longer practiced and rushed out in a hurry.

The poison king and the corpse king looked at each other and hurried to follow.

On the other hand, among the mountains covered with white snow, Mo Shaoqiu frowned and stared, playing the flute leisurely.

After a while, the sound of the flute died down. Mo Shaoqiu slowly put down his hand and sighed with a lonely face: "isn't it here? The position of the general altar of the sacred fire sect? When I was working with the ghost king, I heard him say that their general altar was near here. But I searched all the mountains here and couldn't find it. Master, where are you? The capital is in great trouble!"

"Mo Lao!"

Suddenly, a space wriggled on the cliff of a cliff. Yang Feng ran out of thin air and laughed, "are you looking for me? How did you find here?"

The poison king and the corpse king also ran out with them.

Mo Shaoqiu looked up and couldn't help but rejoice. As soon as he swept his body, he rushed forward, came to Yang Feng and worshipped him. He hurriedly said, "master, I finally found you. It's a big deal. The old boy of the ghost king has controlled the whole capital, and Yan Tianxing and tie Zhanyi have all been caught."

"What?"

Yang Feng frowned slightly and murmured, "sure enough, what I'm most worried about has happened. The crystal in my hometown has been pushed. I want to go back to the defensive highland and can't wave outside!"