Chapter 533: Apprenticeship?

The sword light flickered, and the sword aura was permeated, quickly covering the young man in front of him like a sword net.

Hengjing couldn't move, and there were turbulent waves in his heart.

The person in front of him is too terrifying, you know, his cultivation is a lot higher than the other party, but even so, he has the upper hand.

A sword fell, and the sword shone like moonlight.

"Ahh

One sword, just one sword will knock off the crossview!

The crowd looked at Ye Qingyun in shock.

"It is worthy of being a sword sword!" Su Tu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene, this sword was difficult for him to resist.

It is said that a powerful swordsman can resist a martial artist with advanced cultivation.

Although Ye Qingyun's cultivation is lower than Hengjing, he is a sword master after all, and every sword qi seems to be able to rise from the ground.

With his current strength, he can completely resist the other party.

Xiao Ling'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her nose moved slightly, and a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes.

I haven't seen it in the past few days, Ye Qingyun has not only become a sword power swordsman, but also cultivated to the eightfold middle of the Emperor Power Realm, and the strength of one (body shēn) is extraordinary.

For this teenager, she felt a strong curiosity and shock!

Feng Wudong's brows also frowned, he didn't expect that his brother Hengjing would actually be at a disadvantage, and it was an absolute disadvantage!

Ye Qingyun came with his sword, and with every step he took, the momentum on (body shēn) skyrocketed, and he slowly spit out a few words in his mouth: "I still overestimate you, it doesn't take ten rounds to kill you." ”

Speaking of this, a gust of wind blew from the sky, blowing his long black hair up and fluttering in the air.

Now he gives people a feeling that he is crazy!

"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" Seeing Ye Qingyun, there was no longer a look of resentment on Hengjing's face, there was only a thick fear, and the other party's previous sword brought him a too shocked reaction.

If that sword really fell on him, his absolute body would be split in half!

"You said you admit defeat?" Ye Qingyun couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Hahahaha!"

It was as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world!

If he doesn't have the cultivation of the Imperial Power Realm Eightfold now, or if he is not a sword strength level swordsman, let me ask, will the person in front of him let him go?

Looking at the other party's eyes before, he was eager to cut him with a thousand knives.

If you admit defeat, you want him to let go of Hengjing? Is this possible?

"Dog, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" Suddenly, Hengjing's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent, and his right foot kicked hard towards the ground, and the whole person exploded (shot shè) in front like a cheetah, frantically attacking Ye Qingyun, and there was an extra thin needle in his left hand that flickered with cold light, seemingly wanting to kill Ye Qingyun.

However, when Ye Qingyun saw this scene, there was not the slightest fear on his face, some were just calm, but there was a killing intent in his eyes (shooting shè).

His right hand was slightly clenched, and a strong spiritual power was gathered from the palm of his hand.

The furious aura rushed away.

The needle froze in the void for a few seconds, then quickly bent and fell to the ground like rotten iron with a crisp sound.

How harsh this voice was in Hengjing's ears.

Ye Qingyun didn't want to pay attention to Hengjing, and slashed away with a sword.

Bang on the ground.

Hengjing's (身shēn) body is planted on top of the upper platform.

A spiritual dragon head and a martial artist with the Nine Levels of Imperial Power Realm died under Ye Qingyun's sword in this way.

He couldn't even resist Ye Qingyun's sword.

After Ye Qingyun finished this step, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't blame himself at all for Hengjing's death.

The people around saw this scene and gasped.

Who would have imagined that ten days ago, Ye Qingyun said that he would solve Hengjing in ten rounds, and today, he didn't need ten rounds to kill Hengjing!

It was such a shocking scene for them!

"In this battle, Ye Qingyun wins! You can replace the position of Hengjing, and then you can participate in the battle of the Nine Great Outer Systems!" Su Tu's voice came slowly, returning to the ((swing dàng) dàng) space, which once again set off ripples in people's hearts.

Ye Qingyun stood on the top platform, like a bright star, so dazzling, so flashing.

Even the head of the line, who stepped high on the stone suspended in the void, did not dare to underestimate him.

Xiao Xian'er's eyes flickered, looking at Ye Qingyun, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, the space is silent.

This is the end of the battle for the upper stage!

This battle on the upper stage is just a show, ordinary martial artists will not challenge the department leader, they clearly know the gap between themselves and the department leader.

As for Ye Qingyun, it was a complete accident.

This battle made Ye Qingyun's reputation start.

Now everyone knows that there is a madman among the outer disciples of this Qinglong faction, named Ye Qingyun.

Regarding the comments from the outside world, Ye Qingyun didn't want to pay attention to them.

At this moment, he came to the Treasure Blade Cliff, and today (日rì), the Black Sword Elder sent someone to find him and tell him to come over.

Ye Qingyun can't see through the person of the black (desire yù) sword, but at least from the current point of view, the other party will definitely not harm him.

Coming to the Treasure Blade Cliff, Ye Qingyun entered it.

The stone door slowly opened.

In the middle of that hung a huge stone.

The stone was rectangular.

The old man (身shēn) had a black robe, with an empty sleeve on his right and a hand on his left.

Next to the old man's (身shēn) stood a middle-aged man, wearing a mask and looking ahead with a pair of eyes.

"Ye Qingyun, you're here. Hei (desireyù) sword looked at Ye Qingyun and smiled slightly.

"Well, I'm coming. Ye Qingyun nodded, looking at the old man with some confusion, this guy called himself over, but what's the matter?

"I want you to worship me as a teacher. "The black (desire yù) sword is also not ambiguous, it directly means by name.

He valued Ye Qingyun's amazing talent in swordsmanship, the latter was only seventeen years old, and he was already a swordsman, not to mention at this age, even at his age, it was rare for a kendo master of this level to be seen.

Therefore, he wanted to take Ye Qingyun as an apprentice, in essence, he had this idea after meeting Ye Qingyun for the first time.

"Apprentice?" Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, a little overwhelmed, but the next moment, he shook his head: "I'm sorry." ”