Chapter 9 Farewell soon

The sound of weapons fighting is endless.

Yàn Ling held a long sword in his hand, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were firmly staring at Xiuli who was rushing towards him.

Xiuli's spear in her hand was so fierce that it was even more powerful than when she first fought with Yàn Ling two months ago.

But Yàn Ling Lingran was not afraid, and raised his sword in a slanted manner, lifting Xiuli's spear tip towards him at an amazing angle, and finally blocked her aura-filled attack.

clang!Yànling's feet slightly frustrated, and finally took a small step back, but quickly stood firm.

His long sword was across his chest, allowing the fine beads of sweat on his forehead to fall to the ground bit by bit along his blade-resolute and handsome face.

His eyes firmly stared at the light armored and radiant glamorous glamorous glass in front of him.

Xiuli's beautiful eyes faced with Yànling's eyes.

Compared to her first encounter two months ago, at this moment, the contempt in her beautiful eyes had long disappeared, and the only thing left was a rare face-to-face.

The air condensed.

Xiuli's figure suddenly moved.

The spear in his hand suddenly turned into a long phantom, thrusting at Yàn Ling's left chest with a thunderous sound.

Yànling's hair stood up all over his body.

For the past two months, he has fought with Xiuli every day and has a very deep understanding of her powerful gun skills.

Only when Xiuli really uses her to kill her will her body make a response before her.

A light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

That's the time!

Yàn Ling suddenly picked up the long sword in his hand.

bite!

A crisp sound of gold exploded.

Yàn Ling's ears blew in his ears, and his already sore arm was already feeling a violent sting.

He took three or four steps back, and Fang Mianli took this powerful blow to remove the power.

Yàn Ling gasped heavily, quickly returned to the sword to protect her chest, ready to welcome Xiuli's next fierce attack at any time.

But to his surprise, Xiuli suddenly put away her spear.

When Yiàn Ling Shang was a little confused, she gently relaxed her scent of fragrance and gently stroked a few strands of hanging hair behind her ears.

You have passed the test, Yànling.

Pass?Yàn Ling opened his mouth, a little surprised, but he quickly realized that Miss Xiuli said, is it time for a stick of incense?

He was completely immersed in the fight with Xiuli, forgot the time, and did not count how many rounds he had persisted under her hands.

All he thought was to persist as long as he could.

Therefore, when he suddenly heard the news, Yiànling still felt a little disbelief.

Xiuli nodded gently, and her beautiful cold face rarely showed a hint of softness.

Yànling's progress was so rapid that even she, who was the nine guards of Yinxia, ​​felt extremely shocked in secret.

Yàn Ling had just fought with her for sixty-nine rounds, and she saw that he still had the strength to do it.

Two months ago, if someone told Xiuli that the handsome young man with beautiful eyes could make it so rapidly in two months, not to mention her, I am afraid that no one in the world who has a little common sense would believe it.

But such a thing happened to Yànling.

Xiuli couldn't help but sigh, no wonder the sword saint, who was unmatched, chose him at first glance.

I'm now... passing the test?Yàn Ling's tone was still a little unbelievable.

Although he felt that every day seemed to have improved compared to the previous day, he would be able to spend a cup of tea in Xiuli's hands one day in the future.

But Yàn Ling didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

His condition seems to be extremely good today. Every time he swung his sword, he seemed to have endless energy in his body.

Xiuli has a slight jaw.

Yànling couldn't help but look excited on his face and asked: That... Miss Xiuli, let's...

Of course I will take you to meet the Sword Saint.Yàn Ling's head buzzed.

He was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Taking a deep breath, Yànling suppressed the surging mood in his heart, looked at Xiuli with sincere eyes, and bowed deeply.

Yàn Ling is here, sincerely thanking Miss Xiuli.

He knew very well that when he failed the next day, he should have been driven out of Yinxia Palace.

If Xiuli hadn't seen him, how could he have made great progress in his sword skills today, and finally had the honor of meeting the Sword Saint?

Xiuli smiled at him rarely, come with me.

Her smile seemed like the snow and ice thawed, and the sunlight was projecting from the clouds to the earth, making the whole world bright.

Yànling's heart was a little involuntarily beat faster and faster.

After contacting this period of time, Yànling has gradually become familiar with Xiuli.

Although she was cold and looked like she was keeping people from thousands of miles away, she gradually became familiar with her and found out that she was actually a cold person on the outside and a kind heart.

Yàn Ling did not deny that he felt good about Xiuli when he saw her for the first time.

Among the women of the same age who are close to Yànling, their fiancée Qi Xiangjun is noble and elegant, and treats people like a spring breeze. She is the most beloved person in Yànling.

Then there is the innocent and cute Coral. Her beauty is only half inferior to Qi Xiangjun. Her charming and lively are another moving beauty that is completely different from Qi Xiangjun.

It is very difficult to part with the lively and cute corals.

There is also a Princess Linyang.

Princess Linyang Shang Die is the same age as him and has met since childhood. Although her beauty is only inferior to Qi Xiangjun and is also a famous beauty of the king, Yàn Ling has never been moved by her.

But she was very obsessed with herself, and an accident made Yàn Ling have an intimate relationship with her.

But Princess Linyang is a willful person. Even his mother Jiang Qingyue once said clearly that Shang Die is not his good partner, so he wants him to contact Princess Linyang less.

Therefore, Princess Linyang did not occupy much position in Yànling's heart.

Xiuli in front of her was not from the Chu people, and she was one of the nine guards in Yin, who had a very high status in Yin realm, and she had a sharp temperament with Qi Xiangjun and Coral.

But her appearance is quite beautiful. These two completely different things combine to become another very unique temperament and charm.

Yàn Ling still hasn't forgotten the deep surprise that he felt when he saw Xiuli for the first time.

Looking at Xiuli, who was moving her slender legs in front of her, Yànling sighed in her heart that a beautiful beauty like her would be the object that many men want to conquer in their dreams.

But now it is not the time for children to have a long love life.

Yàn Ling suppressed the excitement in his heart and followed quickly.

After two months in Yinxia Palace, Yànling finally went to the main hall for the first time.

The majestic main hall appears in front of you.

The steps extend straight upwards.

With an irresistible agitation, Yànling followed Xiuli, step by step.

After nearly a hundred levels of steps, he finally arrived in front of the Lord's Hall of Yinxiaxing Palace.

When Xiuli led him to appear, eight gazes fell on Yànling's body in unison.

They were eight men in different outfits, standing outside the main hall.

This is the first time that Yànling has seen anyone except Xiuli and the heavy armored cavalry guarding here for so long.

Although these people are dressed in different clothes, each of them has a calm demeanor.

Most of their eyes at Yàn Ling were curious, some were surprised, and there was a short and strong man in armor. The eyes at Yàn Ling were unexpectedly friendly.

Yàn Ling knew without asking that these eight people must be the other eight of the nine guards in the Yinxia.

Each of them has amazing martial arts similar to Xiuli. If Yin Xia Jiuwei appeared somewhere at the same time, it would inevitably cause a terrible shock.

When Xiuli led Yànling to everyone, she nodded slightly to these people, saying hello.

One of them said: Lord Sword Saint is inside.

Xiuli nodded and was about to enter the main hall, but suddenly stopped.

The heavy gate of the main hall suddenly opened slowly.

The next moment, nine people, including Xiuli, immediately knelt down respectfully at the same time.

See the Lord.

An unusually tall figure appeared behind the main hall gate.

He was covered in a black robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly because he was wearing a strange black mask on his face, only revealing his eyes.

When Yàn Ling's eyes looked at the turbid eyes behind the mask, he almost froze and even his breathing almost stopped.

He is the sword saint, Min Yu!

The only peerless sword saint on the earth who once had a single force and felt like he had entered a state of no one among tens of thousands of troops!

Yàn Ling's mind was blank and he almost lost his ability to think.

Xiuli, who was beside her, stretched out her hand, pulled him, and whispered to him: You may not meet the Lord quickly.Yàn Ling finally woke up like a dream.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his indescribable tension, and immediately knelt respectfully at the Sword Saint.

Yànling pays homage to the Sword Saint!

I beg you to take Yàn Ling as your disciple!

The sword saint Min Yu's eyes flashed with his brilliance, looked up and down on Yàn Ling without saying a word.

At this time, two soldiers in heavy armor were carrying a long black square box and respectfully half-kneeled in front of the sword saint Min Yu.

A hand stretched out under the sword saint's robe and waved it lightly.

Everyone then stood up, but Yiàn Ling still kneeled respectfully on the ground.

Xiuli beside her whispered to him: OK, Lord Sword Saint doesn’t like people to kneel down, get up first.

After hesitating for a moment, Yànling stood up.

At this time, the two soldiers holding long boxes had respectfully opened the box.

Inside the box was a strange long sword that was dark and five feet long.

The sword has a very strange texture. Its color is as black as thick ink. Even the clear sunlight shines in it, it cannot illuminate it at all, just like the light is also swallowed by the sword body.

The tyrannical short man who seemed to be the most friendly to Yàn Ling said to Yàn Ling as if he was explained.

This sword is called Tianyun, and it is the sword that the Sword Saint relies on for him to scatter the world and is invincible.

After saying this, everyone in the venue consciously stepped back seven or eight steps.

Yàn Ling looked at Xiuli beside her for unknown reasons and cast a puzzled look at her.

Xiuli whispered: Lord Sword Saint wants to try whether you have this qualification.

A middle-aged man in a brocade dress and fair-faced look spoken.

The Sword Saint will stand here and let you attack him with all your strength.

What!Yàn Ling was surprised and delighted when he heard this, and almost couldn't believe it.

Xiuli whispered, go ahead.

After saying that, he stepped back like everyone else.

Yànling took a deep breath, stared at the sword saint who saw clearly in front of him, and bowed respectfully, saying, Yànling thanked Sword Saint!

Please give me advice from the Sword Saint!

The sword saint Min Yuwei had a head of his head, and saw that he did not move at all. The black long sword placed in the square box suddenly shook lightly.

A buzzing sound was soft.

In Yànling's incredible gaze, Tian Yun jumped out of the box and fell into the hands of the sword saint Min Yukuanda.

Yàn Ling couldn't believe his eyes.

The Sword Saint was clearly standing in place, without any movement in his hands. Why did the black sword named Tianyu jump out of the long box without external force?

It's simply horrifying!

The sword saint Min Yu waved his hand gently, and the two soldiers holding the sword box retreated respectfully.

Only Yàn Ling was left in the field.

The sword saint's tall body stood there without moving.

He was waiting for the tomb.

Before he could think too much, Yànling took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and after a deep bow, he strode towards the sword saint.

step.

Two steps.

With each step taken, the momentum on Yànling increased one point.

When he took the seventh step, his eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit, and his momentum even reached its peak.

Even though he had fought with him every day for two months, Xiuli, who was the most familiar with him, her beautiful eyes still had a deep strange color.

The other eight people watching the game were all surprised.

Since the Battle of Sword Saint established its position as the world's number one master, for decades, there have been only a handful of people who are qualified to enter the Yinxia Palace and have obtained the qualification to challenge the Sword Saint.

Yànling is the youngest among all people and the weakest swordsmanship.

But at this moment, the indomitable courage and momentum he showed was no weaker than the challenger in the past.

Even the sword saint Min Yu, who was covered in a black robe, showed a hint of praise behind the mask.

Yànling's sharp eyes fell on the sword saint's body, his face solemn.

The Sword Saint stood there, looking like he was full of flaws, but he was like facing a vast ocean.

The Sword Saint wants to test whether he is qualified, so he only defends but does not attack. Yàn Ling will not think that the Sword Saint looks down on him because of this.

On the contrary, many masters in the world want to meet the sword saint but fail to get it. Yàn Ling won the honor of fighting, and he will only feel extremely honored.

Seeing the shocking method of getting a sword at the Sword Saint just now, Yànling understood that he was facing a peerless swordsman who was as powerful as his father, Yàn Li, who was far from comparable to.

Ordinary attacks have no effect on the Sword Saint.

He will turn his aura to the peak of his body into the strongest sword.

He would not care whether he had any remaining strength after the sword was shot.

Because from the beginning, Yàn Ling never considered the second sword except for this strongest sword.

He would give it a try. If he could force the Sword Saint to take a step back, even if it was just a small step, it would be the supreme glory.

Even Xiuli, who was from the nine guards in Yinxia, ​​was qualified to fight with her for dozens of times but was undefeated.

The current Yàn Tomb is no longer the noble prince who only knew how to travel with friends and seek happiness when he was in the royal capital!

At this moment, Yànling has raised his fighting spirit to the extreme, and his confidence has reached an unprecedented peak.

His body swept quickly and he hit him with a sword!

In the moment of lightning, Yàn Ling's senses were lifted to the extreme, and everything around seemed to slow down.

At this time, he saw the Sword Saint slowly lifting the black sword Tianyun in his hand.

when!

A muffled sound exploded in my ears like a thunder.

The next moment, Yànling felt a huge force, which hit his body like a mountain collapsed and cracked.

His limbs and bones seemed to be torn apart by this huge force. He let out a very tragic scream, and his whole body was slashed two or three feet away in the sky by the sword saint's inadvertent sword.

Yànling sprayed blood mist in the air in mid-air, screamed and rolled down dozens of stone steps one after another.

My eyes went dark and I finally fainted completely.

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When Yàn Ling woke up, it was two days later.

He was in pain all over his body, and he couldn't even stand firmly, but he struggled desperately to seek the Sword Saint again.

The sword saint Min Yu blocked the backhand sword, and underestimated the slash of Yàn Ling several feet, severely injured him.

The sword saint's sword skills have reached an inhuman terrible realm.

If it were other swordsmen, no matter how strong the confidence was, they might be unable to recover from now on and lose the qualification to enter the swordsmanship.

But for Yànling, it's exactly the opposite.

However, this sword of the Sword Saint brought him unprecedented great hope!

Only when he personally fought with the Sword Saint, he realized what a terrifying situation the Sword Saint's power reached.

I'm afraid even his father, Yànli, who is enough to be among the three swordsmen of Chu, may not be able to take this sword in front of the Sword Saint.

It was not until this moment that he finally understood why the Central Plains countries were obviously eager to see the Yin realm, but no country dared to get involved.

Because there is no master in the world who dares to be an enemy of the sword saint Min Yu.

And this sword completely strengthened Yànling's belief.

He struggled to get out of bed, trying to seek the Sword Saint again.

What unexpectedly was that in the face of his request, Xiuli did not say much, but led him directly to the main hall of Yinxiaxing Palace.

When they first met the Sword Saint, they were outside the main gate of the main hall, so Yàn Ling did not have the honor to enter the main hall.

Before that, in the imagination of Yànling, the main palace of Yinxia Palace must have been solemn and grand, just like the Chu Palace where he had been with his parents.

The sword saint Min Yubing was as high as a king and was worshipped by all the people in the Yin realm.

But after he stepped into the main hall with Xiuli when he arrived at the Yàn Ling, he was stunned to find that although the main hall was very spacious, it was almost a bit simple.

Not only was there no throne inside, there was not even a chair, everyone sat on the ground, and even the Sword Saint was no exception.

Even though he was sitting, the sword saint Min Yu's figure was still unusually tall and tall, standing out from the crowd.

The eight guards knelt on his left and right sides, lined up in two rows.

When Yànling followed Xiuli into the hall, everyone's eyes were betting on it.

Yànling came to everyone, immediately knelt on the ground, and said respectfully.

Yànling paid homage to the Sword Saint.

I also ask Lord Sword Saint to give the boy another chance!

The boy has no choice but to get the guidance of Lord Sword Saint!

The sword saint Min Yu did not speak, and the man dressed in a essay in the lower right corner of his right.

He said lightly: We have already learned from Xiuli that you are obsessed with the reason for worshiping Master Sword Saint as your master, so there is no need to repeat it.

But there are countless people in the world who want to worship Master Sword Saint as their master, but they have never received any answer. Why are you qualified to let Master Sword Saint accept you as your disciple?

I... Yànling gritted his teeth and said: I don't know.

Master Sword Saint is unparalleled in the world and is unrivaled. The kid's qualifications may be far from being able to reach the eyes of Master Sword Saint, but as long as he can become a disciple of Master Sword Saint, I can give everything I have.

The man in brocade raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "The inheritance of the Sword Saint is very popular. Not to mention you, even the Nine Guards of Yinxia are qualified to accept the inheritance."

Even if it is our Nine Guards, strong Xi can only kill him.Yàn Ling raised his head and looked at the sword saint Min Yu.

Although the Sword Saint did not speak, he kept listening to Yàn Ling's answer.

Yàn Ling replied resolutely: I am willing to give everything, including my life, and I will never hesitate.

I went through hardships to come here, with only one goal, which is to worship Lord Sword Saint as his teacher, learn Lord Sword skills, find my father, and save the family behind me from the crisis.

If I cannot get the teachings from Master Sword Saint, no matter how powerful my sword skills are, I may be in a life-threatening way to return to China, and it is absolutely unfortunate.

Therefore, I am willing to give everything, including my life, which is all my heartfelt words, and there is no false word.

I hope the sword saint will be successful!

At this moment, Min Yu, who had never spoken a word, suddenly laughed to the sky.

Ha ha ha ha……

good.

Hearing the voice of the Sword Saint, Yànling was stunned on the spot.

He opened his mouth wide and looked at the Sword Saint with an incredible gaze, shocked.

Ah... Grandpa!

Lord Sword Saint...you...you are grandpa!

This time, it was Yin Xia Jiuwei present, including Xiuli, who were shocked.

Under Yànling's horrified gaze, the sword saint Min Yu slowly took off the black mask on his face and finally revealed his mysterious face.

It was the familiar face of grandpa.

Grandpa!Yànling couldn't hide his excitement in his heart, so he knelt down to his grandfather.

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Inside the side hall.

After listening to the sword saint Min Yu finally accepted his beloved son, as his successor, and he was very relieved.

He turned around, looked at Xiuli, and said gratefully: Without the hardships of your time, Ling'er would never have been accepted as his successor by the Sword Saint.

Thank you, Xiuli.

Xiuli lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was afraid of touching his gentle eyes.

There is nothing, I just follow the Lord's instructions.

Even so, I still want to thank you.

Xiuli's cold and delicate face suddenly turned red on her cheeks, and even a rosy ray appeared on her ears, making her already beautiful face look even more beautiful and charming.

After a moment of silence, Yànli suddenly said: It's time for me to leave.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiuli almost subconsciously raised her head and blurted out.

Are you leaving now?Yànli nodded, smiled softly, and said.

Now there is the sword saint who is here, and I am willing to practice swords here for a hundred years. Moreover, I have been here for several months. I don’t know anything about the current situation of the capital. It’s time to go back as soon as possible.

The blush that had just appeared on Xiuli's face faded away quickly because of his words.

She bit her lips lightly, and her pretty face rarely showed a trace of reluctance: Although the toxins in your body are clear, the aftermath of symptoms and the inability to continue the heart meridians, you can no longer fight with others like the past, why not leave a while, at least...

She suddenly lowered her head, at least when Young Master Ling's sword skills were perfect, it would not be too late to go back with him...

Although I have lost the ability to fight with others, this time I go back to fight against the enemy, not brute force, so you can rest assured.Yàn Li smiled wildly.

Seeing that she tried to keep her, but Yànli was still so persistent, Xiuli couldn't help but raise her head and said with a little jealousy.

Is Yue Ji really as beautiful as the rumored one?Yàn Li Wei was stunned.

Xiuli has a cold personality. As one of the nine guards in Yinxia, ​​she has never revealed a woman's unique weak emotions.

But this was the first time when Yànli saw her, she showed a unique jealousy of a woman.

I knew in my heart that after these days of getting along, Xiuli had inevitably developed feelings for him from the beginning to the beginning of being familiar with him.

She had already felt deeper and deeper in love with herself, but she always used her cold appearance to hide it.

Now that he heard that he had decided to leave, the parting was about to come, Xiuli finally could no longer suppress her, revealing the emotions that her daughter had in her family for the first time.

Yàn sighed slightly in his heart.

He did not deny that he also had a different feeling for Xiuli, who was beautiful and cold in front of him.

But what he couldn't deny is that during the time when he parted with his beloved wife who had always been inseparable from more than ten years after marriage, he never felt deeply missed Jiang Qingyue for a day or a night.

If it had been learned from Xiuli before that the Sword Saint had chosen his son, Yàn Ling, as the inheritor, Yàn Li Shi was worried and wanted to wait for Ai's son to arrive at Yinxia Palace with his own eyes, he should have left a month or two ago.

Yànli smiled gently, looked at Xiuli with a gentle expression, and said: In my heart, you are as beautiful as her.

Xiuli's face became hot and her heart couldn't help but jump violently.

She smiled gently, "You don't have to deliberately make me happy. I have heard that Yue Ji, Jiang Qingyue is one of the three beauties recognized by the world. She must have a beautiful beauty that will make you, the former Prince, miss you day and night."Yànli opened his mouth to explain, but saw Xiuli smile.

Okay, I know that you have decided to leave, and it is not necessary to keep it with you. I just want you to stay for two more days. I want to introduce someone to you.

Who is it?Yànli asked curiously.

Xiuli smiled gently and replied to him: He is the only person in the nine guards in Yinxia who knows how to disguise. Your trip to Chu is very dangerous. I think you should not have planned to appear as your original identity in a short period of time.

I ask him to help you change your appearance, so that you can return to Chudu with a new identity and appearance, and it will also make it easier for you to act.Yànli was surprised and happy when he heard it.

He did not expect that there was someone in the Yinxia Nine Guards who had the ability to disguise themselves.

If he could return to Jiang's family in a different way, it would have indescribable great benefits for his next actions.

Yàn Li could clearly feel Xiuli's deep concern for him.

She knew that she could no longer fight with others, and that returning to Chu would inevitably face countless dangers. Her identity destined to be unable to leave Yin realm, so she tried her best to increase his safety.

Yànli gently held her jade hand and said: Thank you, Xiuli.

Xiuli's cheeks flushed again.

She was tall and raised her head slightly, and she looked at each other.

When the jade hand was held into the palm of your hand, Xiuli felt her heart beating and an indescribable feeling arose.

She bit her red lips and gently fell into Yànli's chest.

Yànli paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hands and gently hugged her beautiful jade body.

Xiuli's delicate body trembled slightly.

This is the first time she has been hugged in the arms of the opposite sex, and the other person is the opposite sex she likes.

Although she knew that Yànli might have the mentality of not wanting to disappoint her.

Their separation may be over in the future.

But she still felt very happy.