After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

The situation was urgent. Ling Miao didn't think much about the sudden statement of the Xuantie Great Sword and did as it said.

Then, before the child could react, the black iron sword started to move on its own. It rotated several times in the air, forming a huge black wheel in mid-air, blocking the rushing blades.

The black giant wheel collided with the raindrop-like sharp blades in the air, erupting with continuous crisp sounds, and the silver light was continuously bounced around, like silver fireworks blooming in mid-air.

However, Ling Miao did not have the leisure and grace to appreciate the scenery. Due to the rotation of the black iron sword, she was driven to rotate wildly in mid-air, as if she had fallen into a drum washing machine.

Ling Miao: "Ahhhhhhhh!?"

She almost threw up.

However, after being turned upside down several times, Ling Miao accidentally discovered the source of those sharp blades.

All the sharp blades were shot out from the snow hut directly outside the courtyard.

Ling Miao felt happy.

When the black iron sword stopped spinning, Ling Miao resisted the turmoil in her stomach. Standing among the broken swords on the ground, she turned around and threw the black iron sword, pointing directly at Fang Xuelu.

I saw the little girl yelling, "If young people don't respect martial ethics, don't blame me!"

Then, the big sword in her hand quickly spun and hit the snowy hut!

Qingyun was first so angry at the little girl's roar that he almost became furious, and then he was attracted by her gesture of throwing the giant sword.

This posture, this messy arc, looks like throwing away garbage!

Qingyun raised his head slightly, his eyes following the big sword flying towards Xuelu, and he raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

Although the sword was thrown a bit ugly, he could still feel from the air-piercing momentum that this little girl had great strength.

And her insight is really good, and she discovered the source of those sharp blades within a few moves.

Unfortunately, he would not be able to let the little girl successfully throw the sword and destroy the snowy hut.

After all, he could control the turning of those sharp blades, but this little girl couldn't move her spiritual energy, so she couldn't turn the black iron sword.

Once the sword is out of hand, the child can no longer interfere with the attack direction of the black iron sword.

Qingyun moved his fingers slightly, and the dense blades appeared again, hitting the black iron sword.

Although most of it was damaged, it still successfully changed the trajectory of the Black Iron Great Sword and caused the Black Iron Great Sword to fall underground in advance.

Black Iron Great Sword: Oops! It was already very humiliating to be thrown away like garbage. Wouldn't it be even more humiliating if it hadn't been hit yet? no! I need to make up for it!

So, under the gazes of Qingyun and Ling Miao, the black iron sword that had obviously begun to fall suddenly rose into the air inexplicably.

Forcibly in mid-air, after turning a concave character, the Xuantie sword slammed into Fang Xuelu.

After a huge noise, the snowy hut was smashed through.

The black iron sword landed handsomely on the ground, and even flashed seven colors of light proudly and coquettishly.

"..."

Qingyun immediately turned black.

He had guarded this sword for more than a thousand years, but as soon as the broken sword woke up, he helped the new owner demolish his house? It was just dismantled once, but it was dismantled a second time?

After a burst of deafening explosions, a deep huge pit exploded out of thin air on the ground around the Black Iron Great Sword.

The black iron sword lost its support and fell to the ground with a clang.

Xuantie Great Sword: '? '

What happened suddenly?

Then, it was shrouded in shadow.

Qingyun stood in front of the black iron sword with his hands behind his back, looking at it coldly with lowered eyes. His eyes were like looking at a dead person, ah no, a dead sword.

Immediately afterwards, the Black Iron Great Sword clearly sensed the signal of approaching danger, and the entire sword body hummed unconsciously. Qingyun looked at the black iron sword lying on the ground, buzzing with murderous intent spreading all over his body, but he spoke expressionlessly.

"Xuantie Great Sword, if you dare to take action again while I am training that brat, I will turn you into a pile of scrap metal. I will do what I say."

He knew that the Black Iron Great Sword could understand it, and that this great sword had already been endowed with spiritual wisdom.

The sound of the black iron sword rang in Ling Miao's mind, 'Wow, wow, he's so scary! '

Ling Miao couldn't stand it, "I've long thought something was wrong with him, but now that I've taken a closer look, I see he's really perverted. Why did you mess with him?" '

Xuantie Great Sword: 'You don't even know who I am for...'

After teaching the Black Iron Sword a lesson, Qingyun turned around and looked at Ling Miao.

"Okay, I have roughly figured out your situation. Your foundation is good, but in actual combat, you still need to be more practical."

Qingyun casually broke off a branch and held it in his hand.

"Today, after I teach you the basic sword skills, you can practice swinging the sword five thousand times."

"Seize the young master?"

Ling Miao was shocked.

Qingyun glanced at her jokingly, "Five thousand, don't you think it's heavy? You can't lose it even once."

Ling Miao: "...Second Master, isn't it just a tower? How about I hurry up and build another one for you? I guarantee it will be big and beautiful..."

Qingyun snorted coldly, not wanting to believe anything the child said.

"Stop talking nonsense and see clearly. I will only demonstrate once."

Although Qingyun looked impatient and hard to mess with, he was still very meticulous in instructing his disciples in the way of swordsmanship.

After helping Ling Miao correct her movements, he threw a sword manual to the little girl.

"After swinging the sword five thousand times, take a look at this sword art when you rest. Although you cannot activate the sword art, understanding the sword intention in it will also help you grow in the way of the sword."

After the explanation, Qingyun's figure disappeared from where he was.

Ling Miao didn't say anything more. She held the big sword in her hand and started to complete the task assigned to her by Qingyun with a serious expression.

Swing your sword five thousand times.

After the Xuantie sword was threatened by Qingyun, he didn't dare to say a word for a long time. It wasn't until Qingyun had walked away for a long time that its voice sounded faintly in Ling Miao's mind again.

'He said five thousand times, you really did it five thousand times, everyone else has already left. '

Ling Miao adjusted her breathing and did not relax in the movements of her hands.

'I'm not practicing for him either. '

When she was practicing just now, she also thought about it. The sect competition was coming soon, and she needed to improve as soon as possible to adapt to the fighting method of using the black iron sword, so she really should practice.

After learning the secret of swinging the sword, Ling Miao swung the sword faster and faster. Although her arms were still sore and her forehead began to sweat due to the loss of physical strength, she did not slow down. She just took this opportunity to hone her skills. will.

Qingyun came to see her once on the way, and saw that the little girl had already swung the black iron sword out of the afterimage, very fast, and had no intention of being lazy at all.

He felt a little relieved. This child, when left alone and not talking, was really, surprisingly pleasing to the eye.