Kyushu Daoist Master

The white light entered his eyes and gathered in his mind. Yang Ze's consciousness could clearly feel that there was something completely different in his mind.

His consciousness saw a white lightning flashing out in a foggy world. After the lightning appeared, it did not disappear, but formed the shape of a long sword, but this long sword looked a little blurry.

As soon as the blurry long sword appeared, a powerful momentum immediately burst out from it, and the fog in the world rolled under this momentum.

When the momentum on the long sword reached its peak, a sword energy suddenly emerged on the blade of the long sword, and then pressed down from the sky with an indomitable momentum.

This sword energy was not comparable to the sword energy displayed by Yang Ze. As soon as it appeared, everything else was excluded from Yang Ze's consciousness, leaving only this terrifying sword.

This knife cut through the heaven and earth, and it was indestructible. When it fell, Yang Ze's consciousness was shattered, and he was knocked out of his state of unconsciousness in an instant.

The spirit in his eyes was restored, and Yang Ze's body shook for a while. When he reacted, he stood firmly in the same place.

His breathing became heavier. Yang Ze looked down and saw the bamboo slip that fell on the ground. He reached out and picked it up.

Looking at the bamboo slip again, the blurry font on it had been restored, and it was clear that it was written on it. It was an ordinary sword technique, nothing surprising.

He put the bamboo slip away and put it back. The bamboo slip has now returned to its normal state, but Yang Ze can never forget the shocking sword energy that just appeared in his mind.

He didn't even know what kind of cultivation could be used to perform such a terrifying sword. Compared with that sword, the sword energy he performed was just like a child playing house.

Thinking about the mark left by the knife in his mind, Yang Ze slowly closed his eyes. With a blessed heart, he slowly raised his right hand, and the true energy automatically emanated, wrapped around his right hand, and slowly condensed together.

Before pushing his right hand out, Yang Ze opened his eyes, and there was an excited look in his eyes. He could feel that this impression left in his mind had a great impact on him.

Always remembering the feeling of the knife, Yang Ze walked out quickly. At this time, there were not many people in the entire library.

After completing the rubbing of the Swift Wind Bone-Breaking Hand, Yang Ze rushed out quickly, not daring to stop along the way. Looking at his appearance, people who didn't know him would think that he was being chased by someone.

At this time, in the underground secret room of the library, Zhang Chengxuan had already stood up. Even with his fifth-grade skill, he didn't find any clues when he was pressing the library.

Recalling the fleeting breath, even a strong man like Zhang Chengxuan felt a little bit of fear in his heart. The breath gave him a feeling that he could not contend with at all.

"There are very few people in the martial arts academy who can have such a breath, and none of them are in Qingyang Peak. It is even more impossible for outsiders to break in. The martial arts academy is heavily guarded. Even a strong man at the level of the dean cannot do it without disturbing someone to come in.

No, this matter is very serious. It must be reported to Piaomiao Peak. If there is really an outsider sneaking in, it will be troublesome." Zhang Chengxuan waved his hand, and the door of the underground secret room opened automatically.

Just as he was about to step out, Zhang Chengxuan felt someone walking out on the ground. His perception extended out and just sensed Yang Ze who was running out.

Capturing Yang Ze's figure, Zhang Chengxuan didn't care at all. Only when he sensed that Yang Ze's cultivation fluctuations had reached the ninth stage of true energy, his expression was a little moved.

But that was all. Even if a registered disciple had some talent and some connections with some elders, he could not attract too much attention from him.

With a wave of his sleeves, Zhang Chengxuan disappeared from the spot. On the other side, Yang Ze did not know that his every move was exposed in the eyes of others.

After running all the way back to his residence, Yang Ze threw the rubbing book of the Swift Wind Bone-Breaking Hand aside, entered the training room, and began to recall the momentum of the previous knife.

As time went by, the impression of the knife left in his mind was only the last trace, and this last little influence could dissipate at any time.

Looking at this last opportunity, Yang Ze's true energy dissipated, and the Blood Evil Knife that he had sealed for a long time was taken out at this moment and fell into his hand.

As soon as he held the Blood Evil Knife, Yang Ze gave birth to a sharp momentum, and there was a shadow of the previous knife energy on his body.

Grasping the last glimmer of shadow, Yang Ze chopped down with the Blood Evil Knife in his right hand. No knife energy escaped, but Yang Ze's face instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood.

Yang Ze's state of cultivation was broken, and his body softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground. He quickly supported himself with his hands to avoid collapsing. His face was not only not panicked, but also showed a smile.

"Hahaha, I succeeded after all. Even if there is only the last trace left, my sword skills have finally broken through to a higher level." Using the Blood Demon Sword to support his body, Yang Ze's The eyes are exceptionally bright.

His swordsmanship has actually been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time. The Black Tiger Swordsmanship was the first martial art he practiced, and it has long since reached a state where he can no longer improve.

Even if he later practiced the Windward Slash, it only increased his power, but in essence, he did not break through to a higher realm.

Until now, he finally felt that his sword skills had taken this opportunity to advance and reach a higher realm. As long as the realm was improved, the power would naturally reach a higher realm.

Putting the Blood-Destroying Sword away, Yang Ze began to use the Qi Nourishing Technique to restore the true vitality in his body.

It seems that my cultivation is still not deep enough. The level of swordsmanship has taken away all the energy and spirit. If I were in the middle of a battle, I might not be able to hold on for a few seconds.

However, Yang Ze was still very happy. In this way, he was equivalent to adding another trump card.

For the rest of the time, Yang Ze was immersed in practicing. The closer the martial arts competition was, the more no registered disciples were practicing in the residential area of ​​the top ten registered disciples at the foot of Qingyang Peak. Everyone was huddled in their own room. I was practicing in the practice room, trying to get a good ranking.

A full seven days passed, and three months after Yang Ze's entry, there was a knock on the door of his residence.

Yang Ze, who was practicing the Swift Wind Bone-Breaking Hand in the training room, quickly stopped the moves in his hand and looked a little confused. At this moment, who else would come to him.

However, he was confused, so Yang Ze opened the door to his room. As soon as he opened it, he saw Wu He standing at the door.

Just when he wanted to say hello to Wu He, Yang Ze discovered that Wu He's aura was very unstable and looked worse than when he had just broken through to the ninth level of true vitality.

"Brother Wu, what's going on with you?" Yang Ze asked with a frown.

Seeing Yang Ze come out, a little color appeared on Wu He's listless face. He grabbed Yang Ze's hand and said repeatedly: "Brother Yang, you finally came out. If you don't come out again, I will be finished." ”

This was the first time Yang Ze saw Wu He with such an expression. He pulled Wu He's hand away from him and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wu, if you have anything to say, please make it clear first, don't be so excited. "

"Brother Yang, it was Shui Ziming. He found me and we had a fight. I didn't expect that a year had passed and Shui Ziming's strength had improved so much. I was no match for him and was beaten directly by him. Became seriously injured.

But Shui Ziming let me go. He asked me to come to you and take you to him. I agreed, because if I didn't agree, Shui Ziming would directly kill me on the martial arts stage. "Wu He said with some excitement. Judging from his tone, it seemed that this was a particularly terrible thing.

"Who is Shui Ziming?" Yang Ze was confused by Wu He and suddenly told him this matter. He didn't understand the situation.

"The master of Yi Shui Sect is called Shui Ziming. This person is extremely powerful. Brother Yang, I will lead the way with you now. However, Shui Ziming wants to find you, so you'd better ask for your blessings." Wu He said in a panic. .

Unexpectedly, Wu He moved, but Yang Ze still stood there with no intention of moving. Wu He turned around and saw that he was stunned.

"I don't know why you staged a martial arts duel with Shui Ziming, but I want to tell you that I don't like to be used as a bargaining chip. This time, I can go with you to meet Shui Ziming. But this is the only time, if there is a next time, it will be you and me who will perform on the martial arts stage." Yang Ze looked at Wu He and said coldly.

Wu He's body trembled, and his expression was very struggling. He originally thought that he would be able to occupy a place among the registered disciples after breaking through to the ninth level of true vitality, but he could have expected that he would fall to this level.

Not only was Shui Ziming beaten up, but looking at him now, even Yang Ze didn't seem to take him seriously anymore.

"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way? My patience is limited." Behind Yang Ze, his knife had already been covered. In his shout, Wu He led the way from the front. Road.

The two of them walked in tandem towards the depths of District D. Along the way, Yang Ze could feel that there were many people around, staring at him.