I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

*****

Thanks to Senior Ma Qi for contributing 300 villain points before his death, and his disciples for providing a total of 300 villain points.

Jiang Keer looked at the previous system prompts, and even the feeling of depression before the war was dispelled a lot.

From this perspective, challenging the opponent is a two-birds-at-one move.

Jiang Ke'er raised her head and looked at the huge plaque above her head - Wude Sword Hall.

This sword gym is obviously much more impressive than the small one in Driftwood Town.

The courtyard inside the museum was as big as a playground. Jiang Keer searched around the wall for a long time before she found the main entrance.

She calmed her breathing and her mind calmed down.

"I am a junior swordsman of the demon race, Jifeng Liujiang Ke'er, and I am here to pay my respects to the owner of the hall." She still performed the required etiquette.

"What brings you here?" A powerful voice like a huge bell came from the sword hall, shocking Jiang Ke'er to the point of feeling insecure.

But she still gritted her teeth.

"Please...give me a defeat!"

The air was solemnly still.

The door slowly opened, but this time there was no flashy ceremony. An old man, who was about to die, walked out of the door slowly, leaning on a cane and staggering with each step.

"I've heard of you. You killed Ma Qi." The old man opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Ke'er.

Jiang Ke'er suddenly discovered that although the old man exuded deathly aura from head to toe, his eyes were as clear and bright as two crystal balls, with a sharp murderous aura in them.

She had seen this kind of temperament in Qiao Xiaoxian before. It was the attitude of examining life after having been through hundreds of battles and having killed many people.

"It's over, it's over." The cat-eared boy has been shouting since he saw the old man. "Yuchi Benzhen, I've seen him! This guy is a master of swordsmanship who has devoted himself to the study of swordsmanship for his entire life! With his attainments in swordsmanship and swordsmanship, even those seniors in the Five Elements and Six Combinations realm outside dare not say that they are better than him... It's just that he was too obsessed with swordsmanship when he was young and missed the best age to build a foundation, so he stopped at the Three Talents realm, otherwise he would never appear in the beginner realm!"

Chen Yi was stunned: "You mean... it's cold?"

"I don't know. It depends on whether Yuchi Ben really wants to kill her." The cat-eared boy looked at Jiang Ke'er worriedly. "I'll poison her first, what if she survives?"

Chen Yi rolled his eyes: "...Even if he's not dead, it's not because of your milk that he's alive. That's because of his strength!"

(1.5/1.5)

19. Seeking the Truth (2)

Jiang Ke'er's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

"Don't worry."

Yuchi Benzhen, however, supported his old waist and sat on the ground.

He turned his hand and two small wine cups appeared in his hand.

Yuchi Benzhen placed one wine cup in front of himself and the other in the direction of Jiang Keer.

"When you get old, if you don't drink some wine, your muscles and bones won't stretch," Yuchi Benzhen sighed and shook his head. He took out the wine gourd and filled two wine cups. "Sit down?"

"no."

She had just been ambushed by Ma Qi, and now she dared not trust anyone.

Yuchi Benzhen took a sip of wine and shuddered. A bit of blood appeared on his frail old face. He looked at Jiang Keer and sighed, "There is resentment locked in your brows."

"No matter who is reincarnated as a monster here, he will not be in a good mood to listen to your moral teachings... If you want to say something like putting down the butcher knife, you'd better save your energy." Jiang Ke'er sneered.

Yuchi Benzhen smiled, drank another cup of wine, and asked, "Well, then why did you come here?"

"I want to learn sword," Jiang Ke'er said without hiding anything.

"Have you learned?"

"I learned it, but I'm disappointed." Jiang Ke'er was a little disappointed. "The sword art in my mind shouldn't be like this..."

"A sword is just a kind of weapon for killing. What kind of appearance can it have?" Yuchi Benzhen asked back.

Jiang Ke'er had thought about this question before.

It was only because of the romantic feelings of childhood that I gave the sword as a weapon too much meaning that it did not deserve.

To put it bluntly, it's just my imagination at work.

"What does a sword cultivator look like in your mind?" Yuchi Benzhen asked again.

Looking at the wine gourd in Yuchi Benzhen's hand, Jiang Ke'er thought about it and a sentence instantly emerged in her mind:

"When wine enters the heroic stomach, seven parts turn into moonlight, and the remaining three parts turn into sword energy... When the embroidered mouth speaks, it is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

The wine gourd in Yuchi Benzhen's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and most of the wine inside spilled out, but he was completely unaware.

He raised his head, revealing his skinny neck, and his wrinkled old face faced the sky, looking lost in thought.

Although he didn't know what the prosperous Tang Dynasty was, he could feel the heroism in Jiang Keer's words.

That sharp sense of pride that no one else can match is so intoxicating.

This is the charm of kendo!

His concept of kendo has not been shaken for decades, but just now, the girl's words gave him a completely new understanding of kendo.

His sword skills had long been honed to the pinnacle. For decades, he had been complaining about his poor talent for cultivation, which resulted in him being stuck at the Three Talents Realm. He had been looking for ways to break through, thus wasting a lot of time.

If I had heard these words earlier, given up my shortcomings in cultivation, and directly tried to challenge the "Sword Intent" realm... Although the possibility of success is extremely low, it would have been a spectacular defeat, rather than struggling to the death until now, with no energy left to feel the sword intent.

The old man put away the wine cup and bowed deeply to Jiang Ke'er, performing the etiquette of a disciple.

"Thank you."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ke'er also responded with the same disciple etiquette: "Thank you for your help, I have benefited a lot from it."

Sometimes, the answer is already in your heart, just missing that one question.

When someone asks this question, the idea becomes clear.

What is her goal?

In fact, she doesn't have any great dreams. She just hopes to live a happy life. If possible, it would be better to find a soul mate to spend the rest of her life with.

But ever since she traveled through time, her life has lacked a bit of openness.

From now on, I won’t hold it back!

If you want to kill me, come and kill me. If you want to do something to me, come and do it to me... bring your skills!

I just want to publicly beat up all the sword cultivation holy places in Wanrenzhou! The worst that can happen is death!

I just want to make all those who look down on the demon race watch the demon race beat them in every field! The worst that can happen is death!

If you are always afraid of death, what can you accomplish?

"bring it on."

The old man slammed the crutch in his hand to the ground suddenly, and the surface of the crutch cracked, revealing the bright cold light underneath.

"Old buddy, haven't seen you for thirty years."

The old man grasped the hilt of the sword and flicked the blade. His hunched body suddenly straightened up and he looked at Jiang Keer: "Wu De Sword Hall, Yuchi Benzhen!"

Jiang Ke'er also began to transform her spiritual power into the swift sword power and responded, "Demon Clan, Jiang Ke'er!"

As soon as the two men finished speaking, they rushed towards each other.

Jiang Keer turned on her dynamic vision, preparing to attack Yuchi Benzhen from the side.

But Yuchi Benzhen was different from any sword practitioner she had ever seen. This experienced sword master was extremely familiar with the sword as a weapon.

He could make full use of every strength and weakness of the sword, easily dissolving Jiang Ke'er's attack and launching the most efficient counterattack.

After several collisions, Jiang Ke'er's inferior magic sword was already full of gaps, and her body was also covered with bruises of varying depths, which caused her to feel a burning pain.

If the wind wall wasn't so powerful that it could even block melee attacks, she would be in a much more miserable state than she is now.

“Swift Wind Sword Intention?” When he saw the wind wall, Yuchi Benzhen showed an ecstatic expression and laughed, “It turns out that I can really enter the realm of Intention directly. I was such a fool back then, hahahaha… Never mind, if I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!”

As he laughed, Yuchi Benzhen spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm too old," Yuchi Benzhen paused and took a sip of strong liquor to suppress the fishy taste in his throat. "Learn as much as you can. When you have learned it, give me a quick death..."

He knew that he would die after this battle. Rather than dying on a hospital bed, it would be better to die in a duel between sword cultivators, under the sword power that he had always dreamed of but missed.

"Don't hold back," Jiang Ke'er said dissatisfiedly.

"I didn't hold back, it's you who's getting stronger," Yuchi Benzhen exclaimed.

Jiang Keer has indeed been learning how to use the sword from the old swordsman Yuchi Benzhen, secretly recording the different force-bearing parts of the sword and the difference in lethality when attacking from different directions.

Before, she relied entirely on dynamic vision and a few sword skills to fight, but from this moment on, her fighting style began to change... She began to truly transform the knowledge and experience of this world into her own fighting power.

In this battle, Yuchi Benzhen showed no mercy and the tip of his sword repeatedly pressed against Jiang Keer's vital points.

However, Jiang Keer could only rely on dynamic vision to dodge hastily in the beginning, exchanging minor injuries for major ones... Gradually, she was able to predict the opponent's attack and react in advance to dodge, and then to be able to parry and counterattack.

Yuchi Benzhen would occasionally use some flying sword techniques, interspersed with combat skills, which broadened Jiang Keer's horizons.

It was another killing move, but Jiang Keer didn't dodge this time.

She blocked Yuchi Benzhen's sword, neither of them retreated, and asked, "Senior Yuchi, do you have any last wishes?"

"No more," Yuchi Benzhen smiled carefreely.

Jiang Ke'er did not hesitate. She turned on the dynamic vision, grasped the sword with her backhand, and did a front flip to get behind Yuchi Benzhen.

The tip of the sword exhaled lightly, piercing the back of Yuchi Benzhen's head, and he died without any pain.

This is a simple person who only cares about kendo and does not distinguish between races.

If he had been born a few decades later, or had chosen another path decades ago, he would have become a master.

No if.

Jiang Ke'er bowed to the corpse and staggered away with scars all over her body.

The next one is Feiyan Sword Sect.

Feiyan Sword Sect is the closest gathering place for sword practitioners to this place. Based on the principle of improving efficiency, Jiang Keer decided to go directly to Feiyan Sword Sect to take a look.

Although there are injuries on the body, they are not serious and will not leave scars. You can eat some elixir residue on the road to heal them.

The key point is to change your clothes, otherwise they will explode if you fight again.

Moreover, when arriving at a place where sects gather, the way of challenging the sect will definitely be different.

As the most powerful violent organization in China, the sect is quite prestigious.

You have to start from the low-level trash at the door, and clear all the way to the outer disciples, before you can brush out the inner disciples and elite inner disciples.

So you have to make more preparations, at least buy a few more sets of clothes as backup.

After thinking about it, Jiang Keer threw away her tattered black robe.

Now that you have decided to be open and honest, face the world with the most perfect attitude!

I am a fox demon, Jiang Keer! Not a dog, not a squirrel, and not a koala!

"I won't leave until all the sect signs in Wanrenzhou are destroyed!"

"Dear fellow sword practitioners, my name is Jiang Ke'er."

"Please! Defeat!"

(3/1.5)

20. Seeking the Truth (3)

As a holy land of swordsmanship, Wanrenzhou attracts countless seekers every year, hoping to be appreciated by a great sword sect and start their own cool and handsome swordsmanship journey.

Today, in front of the major sects in Wanrenzhou, there were long queues of students as usual, but the atmosphere was a little more lively than usual.

"Have you heard? That monster named Jiang Ke'er killed Master Yuchi Benzhen again!"

"Oh my god! Yuchi Benzhen? He's the great master I've heard of outside!"

"Maybe he's old. After all, he's only at the Three Talents level, and his condition will decline as he ages. Master Yuchi Benzhen is no longer the little sword god he once was."

"Yeah, that's true. But even if he defeated the elderly Master Yuchi Benzhen, he was already very impressive! So what's Jiang Ke'er's level of cultivation?"