Emperor Lingxiao

Chapter 890 Sword Training
Blood City event, unprecedented.

Thousands of forces, large and small, came here.

Some forces only sent one person, while others sent two or three people.

As for those big families, there are quite a few people here, there are seven or eight people.

Of course, most of them are juniors, and they were brought here to see the world.

After Luo Xie greeted everyone, they served wine and food.

Although Blood City is powerful now, it is the fourth king power by default.

However, for these people here, he still needs to give them enough face.

After all, we are all strong, and we should respect each other, and we can't care about the identities between the two parties without any scruples.

No matter how powerful the blood city is, it is not afraid of opponents, nor is it willing to invite unnecessary enemies.

There is an old saying that it is better to have many friends than many enemies.

Although there are many people visiting, it is not a problem to have Luoxie to deal with it.

The thoughts of those big families were also expressed one by one, hoping to form an alliance with Blood City, and the alliance will be good forever.

For this idea, Luo Xie is naturally happy to see it, and he himself has this idea.

Since the other party proposed first, then he would not refuse, and they all agreed.

To form an alliance, one must go far away from an alliance leader.

There is no accident, who else can take the position of leader besides Luo Xie?
And the name of the alliance has already been drawn.

That is, Sky Cloud Alliance.

Some things can be learned from these four words.

Yes, the name of this alliance is named after Meng Tianyun.

His prestige is well known, and it couldn't be more appropriate to use his name as the name of the alliance.

Now that the matter of the alliance has been resolved, the feast has also dispersed.

However, some people did not leave Blood City in a hurry, and stayed in Blood City to play.

It's just that the people left behind are all children of the big family.

They said they came to see the world, but in fact they came to play.

There is no way to do it. Children of a family like them who are hidden from the world are extremely rare to the outside world.

So, they stayed.

Anyway, in this city of blood, it is absolutely impossible for them to have an accident.

Moreover, the elders of the clan also told them thousands of times that they must not cause trouble in Blood City.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong and you lose your life, you deserve it, and the family will never avenge them.

For this exhortation, the children of the big family naturally agreed.

As a result, Blood City has been extremely lively these past few days.

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City Lord's Mansion, in the backyard.

'Clang~~~~~~'

Bursts of clear and ear-splitting sword sounds came from here from time to time.

And in the surrounding area, sharp sword energy is constantly lingering.

The sword aura is very extraordinary, it slashes and rattles the illusory air.

Who is practicing the sword?

All I saw was that at this moment in the backyard, a weak figure was constantly beating.

The weak figure was a boy who looked to be only ten years old.

When he waved his arms, the light was shining brightly, and the chill was overwhelming.

If you look carefully, you can see that the young man is holding a blue long sword in his hand.

And the chilling air before was emanating from this long sword.

From this, it can be known that this sword is unusual and carries the attribute of ice.

The young man danced his sword continuously, the sword light was dazzling.

And around his body, there are strands of sword energy lingering, emerging endlessly, extremely fierce.

At the same time, a sword intent emanated from his body.

The sword intent was very weak, like a ray of breeze, or a flash of color.

If you don't feel it carefully, you will never be able to detect this sword intent.

"That's right, it only took three days to have the sword intent, as expected of someone with the sword fairy bone."

In a pavilion not far away, such words came out.

Hearing the reputation, he saw a middle-aged man in plain clothes sitting there, holding a cup in his hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at the young man who was practicing sword.

Middle-aged people are naturally nameless.

And the young man practicing sword is his disciple, Meng Xiaotian.

Except for these two people, there is no one else here, and even, the surroundings are filled with an extremely terrifying force, covering this place like a barrier, preventing anyone from entering.

"Master, this holy spirit sword technique is so powerful!"

Meng Xiaotian who was practicing sword said.

There was a look of excitement on his rosy little face at this moment.

There is no restraint at all, and the mood is engraved on the face.

This is normal, after all, he is still a child, how can he be unhappy and excited when he encounters such a superb swordsmanship?

Not to mention that he is still a child, if someone else in the way of swords gets Meng Xiaotian's Holy Spirit swordsmanship, he will feel even more excited than him.

Wuming, who was drinking tea in the pavilion, also smiled when he heard Meng Xiaotian's words.

Immediately, he raised his hand and waved it at Meng Xiaotian.

After seeing Wuming's movement, Meng Xiaotian stopped the sword in his hand, put the sword back into its sheath, and trotted towards the pavilion.

After a few breaths, he came to the pavilion and stood directly in front of Wuming.

Xiao Qi's face was full of respect, without any presumptuousness. Judging by his expression, respect can no longer be described, it is simply admiration.

Little stars are about to pop out of those small eyes.

"Xiaotian, let's take a break. The way of swordsmanship cannot be achieved in a short while, it needs to be done step by step."

"It's like eating, you have to eat one bite at a time, you can't swallow the whole bowl of rice at once, it will only harm, not benefit, understand?"

Wuming educated Meng Xiaotian while drinking tea.

As he said, no matter what you do, you can't reach the sky in one step, you need to keep your feet on the ground and move forward step by step.

There is no shortcut to cultivation, that's why.

After hearing Wuming's words, Meng Xiaotian showed a serious expression on his face.

Then, he opened his mouth to respond: "Yes, master, this disciple will definitely remember your teachings and practice in a down-to-earth manner, and will never embarrass you."

"Well, children can be taught." Wuming nodded in relief.

Talk to smart people, explain, it's just not that much trouble.

Meng Xiaotian immediately understood the multiple meanings in a sentence.

This made Wuming feel very relaxed, and he liked the little apprentice Meng Xiaotian more and more.

"Come on, sit down." Wu Ming pointed to the stone bench next to him.

For this, Meng Xiaotian was not polite, and sat down directly.

This action seems very rude, but it is not, because Meng Xiaotian is used to it.

Every time the sword practice time exceeds a certain time, then Wuming will let Meng Xiaotian rest for a while and drink tea with him.

For a long time, Meng Xiaotian naturally got used to it.

So he was so direct just now.

"In the near future, I am afraid that the battlefield of gods and demons will no longer be peaceful."

Suddenly, Wuming said something like this.

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(End of this chapter)