"This sword technique is interesting, but why are these four sword-study students so stupid? I only looked at it for a while and I can guarantee that I can learn better than them!"

Xu Le pulled Bai Qiuxuan's little hand, blinked at the other party, and made a face. He didn't notice how ambiguous his actions were. Bai Qiuxuan's pretty face was flushed. Although he didn't say anything, his little heart jumped up.

Xu Le raised his voice and shouted, "Senior brother, we are here to learn the arts of the Dongxuan Immortal School!"

The young Taoist priest who is younger than Sun Yue is more old-fashioned than Sun Yue, said slowly: "I know you are coming, you are just Xu? I heard that you have been promoted to Level 8 witch shortly after you awaken your bloodline. I am very curious about whether your bloodline is so powerful?"

Xu Le shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "I don't know either!"

The little Taoist priest bounced his finger and a wooden sword flew up. He shouted: "You are not learning the Flying Sword Technique from Junior Brother Sun Yue, but you came to me. You must feel that you are very talented and don't want to learn the first level of swordsmanship. Since that's the case, I will test you. If you can take my twenty moves, I will allow you to learn swords from me!"

Xu Le knew that the other party must have misunderstood something. It was not that he didn't want to learn the Flying Sword Technique, but that he had learned this sword Technique. However, after hearing that the other party also wanted to use twenty moves as the limit with him, he suddenly lost interest in explaining and shouted: "Then please give me more advice."

Xu Er didn't say anything nonsense, and drew out the long sword of the light golden spear transformed from the golden spear grass, and did not use the Flying Smoke Sword Technique. Instead, he used the sword technique he had just learned before watching. With a casual wave, the tip of the sword was like thousands of raindrops, covering his body.

The sword technique this way is called the Storm Sword Technique, which is more complex than the Flying Smoke Sword Technique. There are a total of 108 moves, and each move has more than ten changes. If you have obtained the Samadhi of it, the sword technique will be unfolded like a rainstorm that covers the sky and the sun.

The little Taoist priest exclaimed slightly and used the Sword of Rain. He had only planned to watch it for a while. Even if he learned two or three moves, how could he be his opponent? But when the two fought, they had two swords and stinged each other for dozens of moves. The little Taoist priest became more and more shocked when he fought.

The sword technique of Shura is very fast. Ordinary people can use Shura Sword Technique to use the sword technique to send out seven or eight moves, so the two of them can't stop for a while.

Xu Le did not read the whole set just now, but after fighting with the little Taoist priest, he only felt that this set of sword techniques itself implied some truth. Even if he was not proficient in all sword moves, as long as he could understand this sword principle, he could naturally deduce other sword techniques changes according to the sword moves he learned.

He began to admit that he was not fully aware of swordsmanship and was suppressed by the little Taoist priest's Shura Sword Technique. However, as he fought more and more, he learned more and more sword techniques, and gradually completed one hundred and eight sword techniques one by one.

The reason why he could accomplish this is not because his talent is amazing, but because his black metal iron wire demon core is extremely domineering, he is good at deducing martial arts, and has learned the Nine Yuan Calculation Sutra and can never forget it. This is why he has learned and can be mastered and integrated, and can use any tricks by just taking a look at them.

Xu Le and the little Taoist priest used the Storm Skills technique. The two wooden swords danced to the extreme, and the sky was filled with colorful sword rain, which made Bai Qiulian and four disciples of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect who were learning swords, so they were shocked.

Bai Qiulian knew Xu Le's ability, but was not too surprised. How could the four disciples of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect believe that Xu Le could only use the Shura Sword Technique to such a level after just a few glances? They all believed that he must have learned it before, so that he could do so.

Xu Le fought with the little Taoist priest for a while, and suddenly a light of inspiration appeared in his heart. He couldn't help but roared. All the sword rain returned to one point and turned into a faint, starry sword light, which broke through the little Taoist priest's sword technique, and gently pointed it in his eyebrows, carving a little turtle.

This little turtle broke his skin and saw no blood. It was vivid and vivid. If it weren't for the sword technique's subtlety to reach a certain level, it would never be possible to do such a thing.

The little Taoist priest's eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked a little scary!

He practiced the Sword Technique by himself and had not yet been able to practice the Sword Technique of Sudden Rain. Unexpectedly, Xu could actually use it.

The sword lights practiced by the Flying Sword Technique are different from those practiced by the Shura Sword Technique. He naturally knew that Xu really understood the Samadhi of the Shura Sword Technique, not using other sword techniques to make up numbers.

"Why can you practice the Sword of the Rain of the Rain so quickly? Have you learned it before? I know, you must know the elders of our Dongxuan Immortal Sect. After learning the Flying Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of

Xu Le had nothing to say about being a "brain-enhancing emperor". He thought to himself: "Think whatever you want! But I don't seem to have to delay this level. I just pass it directly and go to the next level to learn swordsmanship."

Xu Like said politely: "Senior brother! Since I have passed the sword technique, can I go to the third level to take a look?"

The little Taoist waved his hand and said with some disgust: "Since you have learned the Sword of Rain, you can go to the third level by yourself. Why ask me?"

Xu Le smiled brightly and was about to pull Bai Qiulian to the next level together, but the girl from the Bai family refused to hold hands with him.

Bai Qiuxuan chuckled and said, "I haven't learned the Sword of the Rain of the Rain! If you want to go to the third level, just go by yourself! I want to learn the Sword of the Rain of the Rain of the Rain here, let's have dinner together tonight."

Xu was stunned for a moment. He actually thought that he had learned the sword technique of the Rain Rain and Bai Qiu should have learned it almost as long as he practiced.

Bai Qiulian said that he had not learned it yet and he was not willing to force others to do anything, so he waved to Bai Qiulian and went to the third level.

The four young disciples of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect had no good feelings for Xu, but Bai Qiu practiced such an excellent girl, which had long made them feel close to each other. As soon as Xu left, they all came over and wanted to rely on her "senior" to guide her how to learn the Sword of the Rain.

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest was quite unhappy, and snorted coldly, and actually left with a squirt.

Xu Le followed the words of the little Taoist priest and turned around for a few times, then he found the third level of the Twelve Swords. In a desolate hall, he saw a fat boy napping.

This fat boy was either Xu Li, or his face was too round and looked fat. In fact, he was full of flesh and even his abdominal muscles. He was really fat. The fat all over his body had wrinkles, and his hands and feet were chubby, just like a second senior brother.
Chapter completed!