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Chapter 431 Return to the defensive high ground

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    "If you were strong enough to be the leader, you would have become the leader long ago when your soul was reborn, and it wouldn't be Ouyang's turn. After all, the leader is a model of a religion, and virtue is much more important than strength. Otherwise, how can you convince the public?"

    "this¡­¡­"

    After hearing his words, the two Poison Kings couldn't help but become a little suspicious. Then they stared closely at Yang Feng who was teasing a group of little girls not far away. They thought for a while and said, "Maybe this Young Master Yang has some unknown advantages.  , we didn¡¯t discover it, but the Holy Ancestor discovered it? That¡¯s why we appointed him as the leader?¡±

    "Advantages? Apart from being strong enough and bullying the weak, what other advantages does he have, huh!"

    Wang Batian curled his lips in disdain and snorted softly.

    The two Poison Kings frowned deeply and stared at Yang Feng. However, after staring for a while, they both shook their heads helplessly: "Oh, you're right, I really can't find anything."  What an advantage!¡±

    "Old poison!"

    At this time, Yang Feng shouted loudly, walked over carelessly, and shouted: "I want to ask for leave, I want to go to the toilet!"

    "Huh? Went to the toilet again? Didn't you just go there a quarter of an hour ago? Why did you go there again? Are your kidneys not good?"

    "I drank too much bird's nest, is that okay?"

    Yang Feng said confidently. The Poison King's wrinkled face trembled slightly, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, it's such a lazy ass. I usually play with those little girls for several hours, but I don't see you.  Toilet. As a result, when it¡¯s time to practice etiquette, I always run to the toilet, alas.¡±

    With a grin on his lips, Yang Feng turned around and left without taking a few steps. However, he stopped again, turned to look at them and said, "By the way, what did you just say here? Did you say bad things about me?  ?¡±

    "No, no, how could we say bad things about you? You think too much!"

    The Poison King and the Corpse King waved their hands repeatedly and laughed.

    Only Wang Batian raised his eyebrows, crossed his legs, turned his head away, and ignored it.

    " Yang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and glared at him fiercely. He already understood that this old guy was talking bad about himself. He was just asking for it, huh.

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    As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng coughed lightly, coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, and spit it out, just onto Wang Batian's feet, and then walked away with a proud look on his face.

    His face couldn't help but twitch, Wang Batian lowered his head and looked at the thick phlegm on his feet, and couldn't help but cursed angrily: "Hey, you saw it, this is a leader.  Is it like that? You must have conveyed the wrong decree, the wrong decree of the Holy Ancestor!"

    Uhdid we really send the wrong message?

    ¡°Blinking their confused eyes twice, the Poison King and the Corpse King looked at each other, and they couldn¡¯t help but feel a little suspicious

    A month later, in a lush bamboo forest, the sword in Yang Xiaoyi's hand flashed like thunder, as fast as lightning, and with the momentum of thousands of horses galloping.

    In just an instant, a sword came out, and the world was quiet.

    The bamboo forest, which was constantly swaying in the wind, became stagnant and could not move at all.  The next moment, there was a loud bang, and they all shattered into pieces, turning into bamboo shavings all over the sky, wandering in the void.

    "good!"

    With a loud shout, Wang Batian stepped forward with surprise on his face and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you have such a high level of understanding. In just one month, you mastered the essence of ten sets of sword fighting skills.  This situation is really rare."

    "This is also Master's teaching, hehehehe!"

    With a grin on his lips, Yang Xiaoyi bowed respectfully to Wang Batian and said with a smile.

    Nodding slightly, Wang Batian thought for a while, and then said: "Apprentice, try to restrain the wide-open and wide-open combat skills in your hand just now, and try to integrate them into one sword?"

    "Convergence? How to converge?"

    Yang Xiaoyi looked at the blade in his hand and frowned slightly.

    Wang Batian smiled slightly, with a sparkling light in his eyes: "You have to figure it out on your own. The so-called master leads you in, and practice depends on the individual. As a teacher, I can only tell you that as a swordsman, if you can let go, you should be able to hold it back.  . As far as the force of the knife can be extended, it should be as close as it can be received. Only when it is punched out with a tightened fist can it be powerful. If you can only release it but cannot withdraw it, that means the inner court is empty and the outer force is powerful!"

    "Tighten your fist and punch it out again?"

    Yang Xiaoyi squinted his eyes slightly, murmured to himself, then slowly closed his eyes, thinking carefully, the blade of the knife in his hand was swinging leisurely in front of him, swaying in the wind, like a willow leaf.Weak.

    But suddenly, Yang Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange brilliance shot out from the blade, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and it flashed away.

    And in this moment, there was a bang, and a bamboo pole was split into two pieces. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and the silhouette of a person could be reflected.

    Yang Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned as his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

    Fast, too fast!

    He never expected that the speed of his sword attack just now was more than ten times faster than all his previous sword strikes.  Even before he could react, the knife had already been struck.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The moment the thought was born, the sword was unsheathed, and the enemy's head was cut off.

    Wang Batian stroked his beard lightly and chuckled: "Yes, my understanding is really good. I can understand it in just one point. I caught the key point so quickly, hahaha!"

    "Master, could it be that this is the Tyrant Sword?"

    Yang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and his whole body trembled with excitement.

    Wang Batian glanced at him sideways, but couldn't help but shook his head and sneered: "Bad Sword? Humph, it's still far away! At most, it means a little bit of Bao Dao, but it is far from the real Bao Dao."  , there is still a thousand miles to go. Don¡¯t forget, to practice the Hegemon Sword, you must first practice the Demon Sword. And now, you are still in the cultivation of the Sword Realm and have not yet achieved great success. Don¡¯t aim too high and be down-to-earth.  , just practice step by step, hahaha!"

    "Yes, apprentice, I understand. Thank you Master for your teaching, hehehe!"

    Yang Xiaoyi scratched his head in embarrassment and bowed, his eyes already full of hope, full of hope for the future.

    Seeing his humility, Wang Batian nodded with relief.

    No matter how you look at it, my disciple is much better than the next leader. How come the Holy Ancestor will appoint that bastard when he appears?  well¡­¡­

    Shaking his head and sighing, Wang Batian couldn't figure it out, but suddenly, a melodious melody suddenly came in and filled the entire forum.

    Wang Batian froze and frowned slightly.

    Yang Xiaoyi also listened to this strange melody and said curiously: "Hey, who is playing the flute? It sounds pretty good."

    "Disciple, don't take it lightly, this is a master!"

    Gently stroking his beard, Wang Batian said solemnly: "The sect's main altar is protected by a barrier, and the movement outside is generally not transmitted in. This piece of music is definitely played by a master of sonic skills. Maybe it was here.  Challenge. In the past, there were many masters like this outside the main forum who came to challenge the leader Ouyang. But since the death of the leader, our sect has been closed for a hundred years, and no one from outside has come to challenge it. Why are they running out again now? "

    "Challenge the leader? Is he here to challenge my third brother?"

    "Hey, you already know that your brother is the leader?"

    "Hey, I already knew it. Seeing how caring Senior Poison King and the others are for his third brother, they have the same mentality as I did back then. They were all assisting the young master. I understand." With a chuckle, Yang Xiaoyi shrugged slightly.

    Hearing this, Wang Batian couldn't help but look at him deeply: "Assistant young master? Is it possible that you are not his brother? Otherwise, how could he be the master and you are the minister?"

    "To be honest with you, Master, I was adopted and raised by the Yang family since I was a child."

    "I see, I'm telling you, you two brothers are not the same at all. It turns out you are not real brothers, huh!" A thick breath came out of his nostrils, and Wang Batian curled his lips in disdain: "You are so honest as a brother.  He is diligent, but that boy is arrogant and domineering. He is obviously not born to the same parents." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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