The white-haired old man's eyes flickered, he looked at Yi Qiu carefully, and then nodded and said, "It seems that your cultivation is not high, but you were able to break through the tenth layer of the sword intent realm, and seeing the old man shows that your talent in the sword path must be extraordinary." ”

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he stroked his beard and said, "Little one, do you know who I am?"

Yi Qiu's expression moved, and he said, "Is the predecessor the ancestor who created the Sword Intent Tower?"

"Hehe, you are smart, indeed the old man is the one who set up this Sword Intent Tower, and he is also the seventh generation pavilion master of the Sword Martial Pavilion!"

Seventh generation!

Yi Qiu's heart was shocked, this old guy was at least a character from hundreds of thousands of years ago, how could he still be alive?

The white-haired old man glanced at Yi Qiu angrily and said, "When you see the ancestor, why don't you hurry up and salute?"

Yi Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then saluted respectfully to the white-haired old man: "Sword Martial Pavilion disciple Yi Qiu, meet the ancestor." ”

The white-haired old man's face changed a lot, and then said: "Little guy, you are the first person to enter this place for so many years, the old man once made an oath, whoever can break through the Sword Intent Tower, the old man will teach him what he has learned all his life, I ask you, are you willing to learn?"

Joke!

Yi Qiu's purpose in coming here is for the inheritance here, so how can he be unwilling.

Immediately nodded like pounded garlic and said, "The disciple is willing." ”

"Hehe, okay, then you release all your kendo artistic conception, and the old man will see how your kendo artistic conception is. The white-haired old man said lightly.

"Yes!"

Yi Qiu didn't talk nonsense, and according to what the white-haired old man said, he released the artistic conception of the sword.

The powerful artistic conception, like substance, instantly enveloped the entire secret room.

To put it bluntly, ordinary sages could hardly breathe under Yi Qiu's powerful sword intent.

The white-haired old man's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some peerless treasure, and he stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, good, it's really a genius of Tianzhong, the old man has waited for so many years, and finally found someone who can inherit the old man's swordsmanship!"

After the white-haired old man laughed, he waved his hand at Yi Qiu and said, "Little guy, you come to me." ”

When Yi Qiu heard this, he didn't think much about it and walked over.

The white-haired old man suddenly said, "Little one, do you have a sword?"

"Sword, of course there is, but what are the seniors going to do?"

"You give it to me, and as for what I'm going to do, you'll understand right away. ”

"Okay. ”

Yi Qiu didn't say much, and handed the Feihong Sword to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took the Feihong Sword, nodded and said, "Although it is a low-grade holy sword, it looks pretty good." ”

After speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly got up, held the Flying Rainbow Sword in his hand, and waved it in the air in the secret room.

Whew!

The flying rainbow sword, in the hands of the white-haired old man, seemed to be alive, like a spiritual dragon, flying in the air, sharp sword, sometimes violent like a flood, sometimes fierce like the wind, sometimes as fast as lightning.

Every move is full of murderous and unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against.

In almost a moment's effort, the white-haired old man performed more than thirty swordsmanship.

Immediately, the white-haired old man put away the flying rainbow sword, looked at Yi Qiu and said, "The set of swordsmanship I demonstrated just now, called the Thirty-six Swords of Yin and Yang, is a set of melee swordsmanship created by the old man, how much can you comprehend after reading it?"

Although the white-haired old man used his sword quickly, Yi Qiu's soul power was strong and his comprehension was even more extraordinary, so the white-haired old man only performed it once, but Yi Qiu had already memorized all the white-haired old man's swordsmanship routines as if he had seen it dozens of times.

Yi Qiu replied: "If the disciple is not mistaken, the swordsmanship demonstrated by the ancestor just now has a total of thirty-six moves, and the moves are simple, but they are varied, and if you are close to someone in close combat, there are few swordsmanship that can match it." ”

The white-haired old man nodded, a look of approval flashed in his eyes, and said: "Yes, this set of swordsmanship does only have thirty-six moves, but these thirty-six moves are complex and complex, ordinary people have seen it ten times, and they can't tell it, you can actually see it, it can be seen that you are not only outstanding in the artistic conception of the sword, but also have a strong comprehension." ”

"The Ancestor praised it. ”

Yi Qiu said with a little modesty.

The white-haired old man smiled again: "Yi Qiu, you will demonstrate this set of swordsmanship." ”

Yi Qiu did as he was told, and after taking the Flying Rainbow Sword from the white-haired old man's hand, he began to demonstrate.

Whew!

The Flying Rainbow Sword flew in the air, constantly emitting a sharp sound of breaking the air, and in a blink of an eye, Yi Qiu demonstrated the thirty-six sword techniques one by one.

Although Yi Qiu is not as pure and pleasing to the eye as the white-haired old man, he is also clear-eyed, and between the moves and combinations, there is no sense of astringency, and he does it in one go.

Seeing that Yi Qiu just watched it once, he demonstrated the flying dragon sword technique like a cloud, and he was even more overjoyed, and the more he looked at this inheritor, the more he liked it.

Nodding secretly, the white-haired old man said: "It's really good to be able to memorize this set of flying dragon sword moves so quickly, it seems that your comprehension is much higher than I imagined, but your sword technique, although the moves are correct, but it lacks strength, you use thirty percent of the holy power, practice it and I'll take a look." ”

3. Success?

Yi Qiu was a little puzzled, he didn't know why this white-haired old man wanted him to use his holy power to cast it, was there any difference?

Although Yi Qiu was very curious, he finally followed the white-haired old man's words, and used thirty percent of his skills to demonstrate each trick again.

"Hehe, how do you feel?"

Yi Qiu's eyes flickered, and he said, "Back to the ancestor, I don't feel too much. ”

"Then you use fifty percent of your holy power. ”

When Yi Qiu heard this, he held back the curiosity in his heart and demonstrated it again, but this time he used a lot more holy power than just now, and he had already reached his five success powers.

Thirty-six moves later, Yi Qiu was already sweating profusely! The holy power in his body was even more consumed by three-quarters!

Yi Qiu was taken aback and said: "Ancestor, this set of sword techniques, how can it consume holy power so much, I only used the five success powers, but I can only barely use it once!"

"Hehe, it's not that this set of swordsmanship is laborious, but that you haven't mastered the power of this set of swordsmanship. ”

"Please make it clear to the ancestors. ”

Yi Qiu looked at the white-haired old man with a blank expression.

The white-haired old man laughed and said: "My set of yin and yang thirty-six swords, not only the moves are changeable, but also virtual and real, some moves, although they seem to be fierce and seem to be desperate, but in fact they are just virtual and shaky, and the real killing moves are often the most inconspicuous swords." ”

Yi Qiu suddenly realized and said, "So, didn't the ancestor mean that I should use thirty percent of the power of each sword?"