On the second day, there were only Lin Ye left on the Big Qing Peak, which was supposed to be two people. Originally, Lin Ye wanted to follow Mu Yingming to Mu Long Town to see what Mu Yingxiong looked like now, but after thinking for a moment, he still gave up this idea.∈↗

Moreover, Lin Ye is very convinced that Mu Yingming's current strength is not in any danger as long as he encounters a top expert like Dugu Jian.

It is only because Lin Ye knows that Mu Yingming has not only reached the first-class level in the world because of his strength, but his experience and skills in fighting are no less than others.

Lin Ye can only be attributed to nature. There are really such people in this world.

Moreover, this is also the trial Lin Ye gave Mu Yingming. Now Mu Yingming only lacks one intention in his sword, and now he must understand and comprehend this intention through various experiences. This is his sword intent.

Suddenly, Lin Ye frowned slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. He slowly stood up and pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked out. He looked at a bush in the southeast and said, "Here I'm here, I won't come out yet. Do you really think I can't find you?"

After the words fell, there was only a rustling sound, and two people walked out of the bushes, one of them was Jianhui, whom they had seen in the past, and the other was a young man.

He was about thirteen years old, not much better than Mu Ying's reputation. His eyes were full of arrogance and a kind of pride that was almost conceited.

The sword on his body and the rich sword energy all show that he is not an ordinary mediocre player, and his strength is not much inferior to Mu Ying's name.

When Lin Ye looked at him, he also glanced up and down with his eyes.

"Is this your son?" Lin Ye said, looking at Jian Hui.

Yes, he is my son Pojun! How about it?" Jianhui nodded. Then he stared at Lin Ye and asked.

"Not bad, but he will definitely not be the one waiting for the hero sword, because he will not become a hero." Lin Ye nodded slightly and said.

At this age, if you can become Mu Yingming who is no less than that in your own training, his qualifications are naturally good.

But seeing the arrogance in his eyes and the conceit in his body, Lin Ye was already completely sure that he was definitely not the hero that Hero Sword had to wait for.

After hearing Lin Ye's words, before Jian Hui could react, Po Jun's expression changed, and he held the sword in his right hand and shouted at Lin Ye: "Why are you so sure? I can't pull out the hero sword."

"It's just because you're not worthy." Looking at Po Jun, Lin Ye said slowly.

His face turned gloomy and turned pale. Po Jun clenched his hand holding the sword, and endless anger burst out in his eyes.

If Lin Ye had said this to himself in an extremely contemptuous tone, he would not have been so angry, but Lin Ye said it in an extremely plain tone, as if he was stating a fact. This was the point that made Po Jun most angry.

His right hand had already pressed the hilt of the sword, and the internal energy in his body had condensed. Just as Po Jun was about to draw the sword to meet, he suddenly pressed his hand on his shoulder.

"Father." Turning his head, looking at Jian Hui who was pressing his shoulders. Po Jun couldn't help but shout.

"He said it right. You are indeed not the one who has to wait for the hero sword. I originally wanted to train you into someone who can pull out the hero sword, but then I realized one thing, that is, the person waiting for the hero sword must be a natural sword genius, and a natural hero. No matter what his future fate will be after a person is born, everything can be reversed. But a natural hero and a natural sword genius, which is really too difficult to find. There has not even been a single person in a thousand years." Shaking his head gently, Jianhui looked at Po Jun and said.

"The inexplicable sword technique among the heroic sword." After hearing Jian Hui's words, Po Jun's expression changed a little.

"Jianhui. It seems that your son is the same as you back then. But I don't know what you are now." After hearing Po Jun's words, he chuckled, shook his head slightly and looked at Jianhui Linye and said.

"I am the same as before. This is my persistence. You should be able to understand." Jianhui looked at Lin Ye's eyes and said in a deep voice.

"I think I can understand, so I will definitely compete with you father and son in the future." Lin Ye nodded slightly and said.

"Yeah? What do you mean?" Jian Hui's expression changed slightly.

"You should know that I accepted him as my disciple." Lin Ye said to Jianhui.

"Do you think he is the legend, and he can pull out the heroic sword?" A strange light flashed in Jianhui's eyes, staring at Lin Ye and asking.

With his eyes unavoidable, Lin Ye nodded slightly: "That's true."

While the two were talking, Pojun on the side suddenly stood up and said to Lin Ye: "I don't know who you are talking about, but the hero sword must be mine Pojun pulled it out. I will defeat your disciple, let you know that if there is only one who can pull the hero sword in this world, I Pojun."

Looking at Po Jun with a very firm face, Lin Ye suddenly smiled slightly: "Maybe, you reminded me of someone."

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Po Jun couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then asked curiously: "Who?"

"Dugu Sword."

After hearing these three words, Po Jun’s face changed slightly.

Dugu Jian, this is exactly what he has pursued in the past, but he has not found an opponent who wants to meet and think is worthy of his battle.

"Have you seen him?" Jianhui asked looking at Lin Ye.

"It's a coincidence that you came here. If you had come one day earlier, you might be able to see him." Lin Ye nodded slightly and said.

"You have already fought with me." Jianhui said in a deep voice, although it was a question, but it was undoubtedly certain.

Without an answer, Lin Ye nodded slightly.

After a moment of silence, Jianhui slowly spoke and asked Lin Ye-ye-shoulder: "How did he see him?"

"Arrogant, but he does have this capital." Lin Ye said, looking at Jian Hui.

Even Lin Ye had to admit that the Sword Saint did give everything for the sword.

But there is one thing, that is, the sword saint's conceit, his pride, and his conceit have become a drag on his sword. If he cannot see through all this, Lin Ye can already determine that the sword saint, Dugu Jian will become a slave to the sword saint, rather than controlling his sword saint.

"Who won?" Jianhui asked in a deep voice as if he was looking at Lin Ye as if he was lightning.

After hearing Jian Hui's words, Po Jun on the side couldn't help but look at Lin Ye.

Regarding the famous sword saint Dugu Jian, Pojun naturally would not know who he is.

"I broke his sword Eighteen. But I didn't win." Lin Ye said, looking at Jian Hui.

Indeed, Lin Ye thought so. Although he broke the Sword Eighteen in the Sword Saint Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Lin Ye did not think he won. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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