flying sword

Chapter 2 Murder

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and the fact that Xin Jiuli had mastered the flying sword technique had long been rumored among the newcomer disciples of the six branches of Tiandaozong.

Even some elders knew about it, but most of them chose to remain silent.After all, the lineage of sword cultivators hadn't produced a disciple who could break through to the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing for many years, so he must not be punished lightly.All of a sudden, Xin Jiuli also became one of the gossips among the newcomer disciples, and he was as popular as ever.

However, Xin Jiuli at this time did not know that he had already gained some fame. In the past three days, he still went out to practice swords every day in his own way. It was not until this morning that he discovered something different. Many disciples looked towards him.

He faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Big Brother!"

At this time, a disciple with a sword in his hand came towards him. This disciple was very familiar to him. It was Zhao Jian, the second junior brother of his own lineage of sword repair!
"Brother, I heard that you have mastered the flying sword technique. Is it true?" Zhao Jian hurriedly asked as soon as he walked in front of Xin Jiuli.

Xin Jiuli thought about it and felt that there was nothing to hide from the other party. After all, many people saw him using the flying sword, so he nodded honestly.

"Damn! Brother, you are too powerful!"

After hearing Xin Jiuli's answer, Zhao Jian immediately jumped up, his little face was full of excitement, as if he had learned the art of flying swords.

After he calmed down, he looked at the disciples around him and snorted coldly:
"Eldest brother, after you have learned the technique of flying swords, let's see if people from the other five veins dare to bully us!"

Xin Jiuli felt a pain in his heart when he heard this, yes, how could he not be bullied everywhere, why?It is because there are no masters in Feijian's lineage!
The mainland of Kyushu, the strength is the respect,

No one looks down on you without strength.

He could understand Zhao Jian's mood now.

"Junior Brother, don't worry, from now on, Feijian's lineage will never allow outsiders to bully them!"

Xin Jiuli looked at Zhao Jian and said seriously.

The voice gradually cheered up: "Today, I'm going to let everyone really see how powerful our Feijian lineage is!!!"

Zhao Jian was stunned, vaguely guessing what Xin Jiuli was going to do, and wanted to stop him, but at this moment Xin Jiuli had turned his head to look at the other disciples around him.

"Which one of you is willing to compete with Fenghuotai against me?" He spoke with full confidence, and his voice was so loud that all the disciples around him gathered their eyes.

Provocation, the provocation of Chi Guoguo.

"What is that bastard talking about? Did he take the wrong medicine?"

"Fuck, which brother is going to teach him a lesson." Everyone shouted.

But most of the disciples present had seen Xin Jiuli's flying sword technique, but at this moment they dared not move, and there was a lot of discussion.

Suddenly, there was a voice of anger from the crowd.

"Xin Jiuli, don't think that you can be lawless after you have practiced the flying sword technique, I will come to meet you!"

A boy in white clothes stepped out from the crowd, he looked much older and taller than Xin Jiuli
"Yes, brother, teach him a good lesson!"

"It's too crazy, show him some color."

Seeing that someone was willing to stand out, the nearby teenagers hurriedly followed suit and pointed their fingers at Xin Jiuli.

Xin Jiuli recognized this person, Wang Ming from Jiu Ying's lineage.

This person's cultivation has already reached the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing, and he is enough to rank among the top five among the new disciples in these years.

"Okay, see you at Fenghuotai!"

Wang Ming's confidence increased greatly when he heard the praises from the disciples around him, he glanced coldly at Xin Jiuli and walked towards the vicinity, and the disciples around also followed after seeing this,
"Eldest brother..."

Zhao Jian came over at this moment, wanting to say something.

"Brother, do you want to stop me?"

"No, no, big brother, I believe in you!" Zhao Jian clenched his fists and followed closely behind Xin Jiuli.

Fenghuo Terrace, as the name suggests, is a place for the disciples of the sect to resolve personal grievances. No matter what kind of accidents happen on the stage, they will not be punished by the sect.

Therefore, the first thing Xin Jiuli thought of after practicing the flying sword technique was to go to Fenghuo Terrace to make a name for himself.

It didn't take long for Xin Jiuli and the two to arrive near the Fenghuo Platform. This is a huge arena with a wide area around it for people to watch. At this time, hundreds of disciples were already standing there.

As soon as they saw Xin Jiuli and the two coming, these people pointed at them.

"Look, that's Xin Jiuli, who is said to be challenging Senior Brother Wang Ming."

"What? He is Xin Jiuli. I heard that he has mastered the skill of flying swords. Can Senior Brother Wang Ming beat him?"

"Shh...don't talk nonsense." Someone made a silent gesture.

Xin Jiuli was very disdainful of these comments, and looked straight at Wang Ming on the stage.

"Xin Jiuli, why, don't you dare to come up?"

Wang Ming grinned a sinister smile.

"Humph!"

Xin Jiuli snorted coldly, and stepped onto the ring in a few strides with a kick of both feet.

At the fifth level of the Kaiyuan Realm, although it is not yet able to fly against the sky, it can still take short-distance flying steps.

After landing, Xin Jiuli immediately clenched the sword on his waist, waiting for the moment to strike.

"Xin Jiuli, you really have talent, I'll let you see how powerful our Jiuying lineage is!"

The corner of Wang Ming's mouth twitched into an evil smile, and a small black gourd appeared in his hand. Xin Jiuli, who had seen gourds many times before, knew how powerful this gourd was, and immediately pulled out the sword from his waist to face the king. Ming rushed over.

"Jie Jie..."

Wang Ming turned a blind eye to Xin Jiu, but silently recited an unknown incantation, and in an instant, a puff of black smoke began to emerge from the black gourd.

Seeing the black smoke appear, Xin Jiuli hurriedly stopped.

"Roar!"

With the sound of a tiger roar, the black smoke cleared, and the mottled tiger, which had been covered in pitch black all along, appeared on the ring.

The strange thing is that this black tiger is different from ordinary tigers, his whole body exudes black energy, as if he is not a body of flesh and blood at all, but a body formed by the black energy just now.

As soon as the black tiger Fang appeared, he stared at Xin Jiuli with bared teeth and claws, as if rushing up to devour him.

"Hey, this is an Amber Soul that I just subdued last month, I'll use you to test its power."

Wang Ming said with a proud face, and as soon as he finished speaking, the giant black tiger rushed towards Xin Jiuli.

Although the black wolf summoned from the gourd was not the black wolf he had seen last time, Xin Jiuli did not dare to neglect. Taking advantage of the moment the black tiger jumped up, he cleverly slid his feet under the black tiger's body. Then he stabbed hard.

"boom"

There was a muffled sound, and Xin Jiuli stepped aside, staring blankly at the unscathed black fox. Just now, he had indeed stabbed the black tiger, but unlike what he imagined, the black tiger's body was surprisingly It was so strong that it felt as if it had been stabbed into a rock.

"Idiot, the power of my Amber Soul is beyond your imagination, you just wait to die."

Wang Ming grinned coldly, and sat down to rest on the side of the ring, obviously looking like he was enjoying the show.

"Wow..."

"Senior brother Wang is too powerful, he beat Xin Jiuli to the ground without a single shot." A female disciple jumped up in a nympho.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect Jiuying's lineage to be so powerful. I will have to ask Senior Brother Wang for advice later on."

Zhao Jian, who is also from the Feijian lineage, raised his heart in his throat. If Xin Jiuli was killed, then no one from his Feijian lineage would really be able to stand out. The treatment will be even worse than before.

Thinking of this, his face was ashen.

Xin Jiuli in the arena was still desperately avoiding the black tiger's pounce, but if someone observed carefully, he would find that there was no sense of crisis on his face at all, and there was even a hint of joy on his face.

After dodging the black tiger's pounce, Xin Jiuli hastily threw out the flying sword in his hand.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, Yujian rides the wind!!!"

With a sound of "crush", the flying sword thrown by Xin Jiuli quickly turned around and flew towards Wang Ming who was sitting in the corner of the ring.

"No! No!" Wang Ming stood up instantly, showing a look of despair.

"Pfft..."

Blood spattered high, followed by the sound of falling to the ground, and the disciples in the audience stood up one after another.

"Wow..."

"He...he just killed Senior Brother Wang Ming."

"Kill, kill, run away!!!"

(End of this chapter)