She knew very well that her martial arts could never surpass him.

"drive!"

The carriage passed slowly.

From beginning to end, Shi Zhixuan never looked at Zhu Yuyan again.

...........

Lingnan, Songjiabao, Songdao Hall.

There is a whetstone in the sharpening hall, which says that Song Que believes that he is qualified to fight with him, "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan and "San Zhenren" Ning Daoqi are all on the list.

They are all famous masters in the world, and the worst is the master level.

Song Que was wearing a white shirt and sat upright in the knife sharpening hall, with his slender fingers slashing the "Sky Knife" in his palm.

This sky sword was cast after he was defeated by Mr. Gu's injury and came back.

Instead of the Narcissus Sword, it became his strongest weapon.

Under the tremendous pressure brought by Gu Shaoshu, Song Que's sword technique progressed rapidly. In less than ten years, he summarized all the sword techniques of his life into the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques.

Step into the realm of a great master.

Buzz! Buzz!

The straight sky knife trembled continuously as Song Que's fingers streaked, making buzzing sounds.

If you want to use a good knife, you must first learn to sharpen the knife. Sharpening the knife is not only to refine the soul of the knife, but also to cultivate feelings with the knife.

Song Que rarely practices knife skills every day, just sit quietly in the sharpening hall, wipe and realize the intention of the knife.

clang!

Song Que inserted the sky knife into the scabbard with his back hand, stood up, walked to the middle of the sharpening hall, and brushed his palm across the huge bluestone.

Since he first learned the sword art, Song Que no longer remembers how many names he had carved on this stone.

Now all these names have been cut off, and there is only one name engraved on the whetstone.

Gu Shao is injured!

"Mr. Gu is injured!"

Song Que brushed his fingers across these three words, and he recalled the moment he had fought with him again.

It was discovered that even with great improvement in swordsmanship at this moment, it might not be able to defeat Gu Shao’s injury back then.

What's more, over the years, he has been improving, and that terrifying opponent may have made progress faster than him.

"Brother!"

At this moment, a gentle call sounded outside the sharpening hall.

Since Song Zhi was sent to Daxing, Song Lu came to inform him of everything.

"What's the matter!"

Song Que waved his sleeves and the door of the Knife Hall suddenly opened.

"Fan Qinghui, leave."

Song Lu, with silver hair on his head, stood outside the knife sharpening hall, bowed and said.

"It's okay to leave."

Song Que's flawless face was slightly depressed, and he sighed and said, "At this moment, I guess she will be very disappointed."

It was the third time that Fan Qinghui had come to meet Song Que since all the four great monks were defeated in Daxing.

Song Que just avoided it, and the matter was only three things. I guess she would not come again.

"The eldest brother is in the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the Song family. Naturally, he cannot listen to what she said and fight against the court."

Song Lu smiled bitterly. Although his clan brother is a perfect person, he still finds it difficult to overcome the love hurdle.

If no one from Song's clan could take on the position of lord except him, he must have gone to Daxing at this time to fight with that great shattering master.

Song Que shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart: "Song Que is no longer the young man who traveled all over the world at this time."

"Brother, after Fan Qinghui left, a mysterious young man came and asked his servants to hand over this thing to you."

Song Lu took out a small black box from his sleeve robe with his backhand, interrupting Song Que's thoughts.

"Mysterious man?"

Song Que was stunned and frowned.

"This box is covered with a layer of strange true energy, which cannot be opened at all."

Song Lu shook his head and said, "With the true energy that San Uncle is close to the level of a master, it is difficult to shake the true energy that is shrouded in the box."

"Um?"

Song Que became interested and said, "Take the box to me."

"yes."

Song Lu nodded, and with his hands back, he threw the small box to Song Que in a whistling manner.

Bang!

Song Que took it casually and found that the box was covered with evil true energy.

Buzz!

Song Que pointed at the same finger like a knife, and the true energy gathered together, sweeping out the densely packed true energy on the box.

"This true energy is left by the great master or even higher-level warriors!"

Song Que's heart felt a little numb when his palm was shocked by the true energy.

Bang!

Song Que thought in his heart and opened the small box in his palm with his back hand.

With his martial arts, even if there are any hidden weapons in it, he is not afraid at all.

"This is?"

Song Que frowned and saw a brand new secret book "The God Emperor's No Two Knife" placed on the plain yellow brocade!

"The God Emperor's No Two Swords?"

Song Que became even more surprised and asked, "What words did he leave?"

"No, he didn't say anything."

Song Lu shook his head and replied, "He just left this box and floated away. The servants couldn't catch up with him. He only knew that he was a young man in a black robe."

"Boy in black robe?"

Song Que thought in his heart and stopped talking.

Bang!

Song Que spread his sleeves and closed the door of the Knife Hall and took out the secret book from the box.

No matter who comes, or why the secret book is left, Song Que is not afraid.

Hulala!

As soon as he opened the classics, Song Que was shocked.

"This sword technique!"

He was shocked. This secret book, like its name, only recorded a sword technique.
Chapter completed!