"Senior Brother Zhang Tao, how can you attack the sect leader and junior sister Zuo Ling'er?"

"Senior brother, stop!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, why don't you admit your mistake to the sect leader!"

Admit your mistake? Since the sword has been pulled out, there is no reason to take it back!

Zhang Tao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his eyes slowly turned red. The little junior sister actually waved her sword to him for him!

"kill--"

With a low growl, Zhang Tao raised his sword and pointed it at Zuo Ling'er, and his feet slipped.

Zuo Ling'er, who was still a little stunned, was awakened by the sword light, and instinctively handed out the long sword in her hand.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

On the nine-story high platform, two figures came back and forth, and the sword light seemed to appear suddenly, and the disciples below were filled with envy.

Zhang Tao was accepted as a disciple by the leader of the Qingyun Sect, and his talent foundation was naturally not bad. The basic swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sect had already reached the third level of integration. Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect in history, there were only a handful of who could practice swordsmanship to the third level.

As the daughter of the sect leader, although Zuo Ling'er's cultivation has reached the point where she has just entered the qi refining process, her swordsmanship is really not very good.

But yesterday in the game, the little girl was addicted to it and unknowingly killed hundreds of monsters. Zhao Yang didn't want to give her all the sword skills experience because his sword skills level had reached its full level.

At this time, even Zuo Ling'er himself didn't know that his swordsmanship had reached the second level and he had entered the room.

Although Zhang Tao was extremely angry, he was not irrational. He would still hold back a little when facing Zuo Ling'er. On the contrary, Zuo Ling'er was confused and tried his best in every move.

One held back and the other tried his best. The two intersected each other, and they even fought for more than a dozen moves on the platform.

Even if you have this little ability, you want to rebel? Zhao Yang sneered and suddenly said loudly: "Young junior sister has a good move, "Falling geese and flat sand"!"

When he shouted, he kept tense, and the focused disciples immediately applauded.

Hearing the loud shouts, Zuo Ling'er became more and more excited. Although she saw sweat on her forehead, her eyes were full of eagerness to try.

This is playing tricks on himself as a monkey! Zhang Tao's lungs were about to explode. He gritted his teeth, and a long sword rolled out, and a stern sword light was swung out.

"when--"

Zuo Ling'er raised the sword to greet him, and felt a powerful force. The sword instantly dropped out of his hand, and the whole person was shocked and fell backwards.

"ah--"

Zuo Ling'er, whose center of gravity was unstable, screamed and hit a thick chest.

"Teacher, senior brother..." The thick and warm breath made Zuo Ling'er tighten her whole body. She wanted to stand up, but she didn't feel her legs and feet were sore and weak.

"The little girl is so amazing, she can protect her senior brother." Zhao Yang joked with her hand to wipe off the fragrant sweat from Zuo Ling'er's forehead.

"Senior Brother--"

"Are your wrists sore? My senior brother will rub it for you."

...

Dog man and woman! Looking at the two flirting in front of him, Zhang Tao felt like he was in a stove, and his suppressed anger seemed to burn him to ashes. He slowly raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Zhao Yang.

"Senior Brother Zhang Tao, stop at the right time!"

"Don't make mistakes again and again!"

At this time, several Qi-refining disciples had already arrived on the platform and saw Zhang Tao raising his sword, he hurriedly stopped him.

Although the disciples did not see the swordsmanship of the sect leader, Zhang Tao's battle with the junior sister just now was already open. Zhang Tao had already defeated the junior sister and had to challenge the sect leader, which was very disrespectful.

"You think that your cultivation is not bad, and your swordsmanship is not bad. I am the leader, are you not convinced?" Zhao Yang looked at Zhang Tao coldly and said.

"Disciples don't dare, they are sincerely asking the sect leader for advice." Zhang Tao is not stupid and will not get into Zhao Yang's condom.

"Ask for advice?" Zhao Yang said playfully, then gently pushed away Zuo Ling'er's pulling arm. An illusory panel that only he could see appeared in front of him.

Looking at the more than 10,000 spiritual energy value, Zhao Yang sneered in his heart: Zhang Tao, Zhang Tao, it’s just that you are not lucky. If you came to challenge yesterday, I might have to be a turtle with a headscared turtle. But today, I’m sorry, I will establish my authority with you!

"You almost hurt your junior sister just now, do you know?" Zhao Yang stepped forward step by step, and the disciples who had originally persuaded to make peace quickly made room. They could persuade Zhang Tao, but could not persuade Zhao Yang.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm responsible and won't hurt my junior sister." Zhang Tao said proudly.

"The move you used to defeat your junior sister is not the basic swordsmanship of the sect, right?" Zhao Yang suddenly stopped walking three feet away from Zhang Tao.

A little stunned, Zhang Tao raised his head: "Yes, I am also a disciple of the sect leader. What's wrong with the master teaching me the secret sword technique?"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yang's hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and a hint of madness appeared on his expressionless face!

"My Qingyun Sect's swordsmanship is profound and I haven't even practiced the basic swordsmanship well, but I'm really foolish when I was studying some secret techniques!" The sound was like thunder, the sword was like lightning, and a stream of lightning in an instant passed through three feet of space, and in everyone's surprise, it struck Zhang Tao's chest.

"boom--"

Zhang Tao didn't even have a chance to react, so he was slashed away by a sword and fell down under the nine-story platform!

Slowly closing the sword, Zhao Yang's body was as straight as a gun.

This sword is fast, and it is almost as fast as the top, but in the eyes of the disciples, this sword is a standard basic sect sword technique - walking and hanging sword!

"I can't catch a single move, tsk, it really disappoints me."

Looking at Zhang Tao lying on the ground, Zhao Yang showed a sneer on his face.

Zhang Tao stood up in a daze and subconsciously touched his chest. He saw that he had just a small tear in his clothes and was fine.

Is this a hold back or a bluff? Will the sword he just now behave like the sword he used to yesterday?

Looking up, Zhao Yang's eyes were filled with a hint of provocation on the high platform.

Yes! He was concealing that his move was completely lethal!

Thinking of this, Zhang Tao felt trembling all over. With one move, he only needed one move to expose all his hypocrisy and trampled him under his feet in front of all the disciples of the sect.

Lift the sword slowly, yes, I saw the panic in your eyes!

"kill--"

Zhang Tao flew up!

"No, not bad, I can have the courage to draw a sword." Zhao Yang exclaimed softly, his eyes instantly cold: "But you shouldn't attack the junior sister, you can't do a single move!" With an roar, Zhao Yang's long sword was unsheathed, facing Zhang Tao in the air, thrusting his sword like a gun, and stabbing straight out.

"Buzz--"

Zhang Tao waved the long sword in his hand, doing his best, but he could not stop Zhao Yang's sword from approaching at all.

The sword edge continued to expand in his eyes, and a little star light slowly and firmly pointed it at his throat...

When the two of them landed under the high platform, Zhao Yang's long sword was three inches under Zhang Tao's jaw, and a bloodshot slowly appeared.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yang put his sword back to the sheath.

The disciples below can see clearly that this sword is the basic sword technique - the rushing sword!

It turns out that the basic swordsmanship of Qingyun Sect can be so powerful! Everyone's eyes were full of excitement, and they wanted to practice it themselves now.

how so……

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Looking at Zhao Yang who turned around and stepped onto the steps, Zhang Tao looked like a madman. The long sword in his hand flashed with a flash and a sword poked out!

"warehouse--"

Zhao Yang's long sword in his hand swiveled, and the sword edge went from bottom to top, along Zhang Tao's toes, across his calves, over his knees, over his thighs, and over...

A cool air that penetrated the heart rose, and Zhang Tao put his legs on his back, motionlessly standing there.

"Return and flirt with the sword!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Zhang Tao, you shouldn't rely on your own cultivation and sword skills to challenge the authority of the sect leader in the name of competition! I think your cultivation is not easy, and Qingyun Sect is just the time when using people, so I will punish you to guard the mountain gate for a year immediately."

No one cares about what Zhang Tao thinks. At this moment, there is only one person in everyone's eyes - Zhao Yang, the leader of Qingyun Sect!

The sword light is like a dragon, and the illusion is like an immortal. This is the real sword technique!

If Qingyun Sect has this sword technique, why worry about not being able to make a comeback!

"Senior Brother, I was really scared just now. Your cultivation level-"
Chapter completed!