Xuejiazhuang, backyard, back mountain.

Under the setting sun, a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old waved his sword in the cold wind like a knife.

The young man not only set his sword very fast and steadily, but also hit a dot the size of a baby's fist on the willow tree every time he stabbed it. No matter who saw this scene, he had to admit that the young man's sword skills were already very good.

If you look carefully for a while, you will be even more touching!

Every time the boy made a move, he did not deliberately weaken or increase his strength for the sake of accurate hits. His control over his body seemed to have reached the point of being as he pleased, and he would win every shot.

Obviously, this young man, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, has already had very advanced sword skills.

When the setting sun sets, a thin, straight middle-aged man suddenly appears under the tree.

The middle-aged man stood under the willow tree and looked at the boy coldly.

The boy seemed not to see the middle-aged man, and he still waved his sword very naturally and calmly, as if he had entered the state of forgetting both things and me.

The middle-aged man looked at the boy for a while and suddenly pressed his hand on the willow tree.

This big tree that only needs one person to hug was gently pressed by a middle-aged man, and suddenly it swayed back and forth like a tumbler, with a very high frequency and a huge amplitude.

The white circles carved on the trunk of the tree will naturally begin to shake violently with the tree. At this time, if you want to stab the circle accurately, you not only need very skillful techniques, but also eye and judgment. You also need to combine the mind, eyes and hands, and cooperate tacitly, otherwise you will inevitably fail.

The boy's expression still did not change at all, and the movements of the sword were not changed at all, but it was obvious that the speed and angle of the sword were changed.

Sometimes it is fast, sometimes it is slow! Sometimes it is tilted up, sometimes it is down, sometimes it is straight, sometimes it is hanging down, sometimes it is dotted, sometimes it is collapsed.

He still did not hesitate at all in his move, and he felt that as long as he took action, he would be able to hit the target.

Compared to just now, his attack frequency is not only slower, but also faster.

The middle-aged man had already withdrawn his hands, but his eyes were still only looking at the boy, without seeing the fast sword piercing out like lightning.

However, the middle-aged man seemed to have seen every sword the boy fired, and his cold face became a little softer. But in a blink of an eye, he became even more indifferent.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stamped his feet.

The ground was like a major earthquake, shaking violently in a random and backward, left and right direction. At the same time, the willow tree that was about to stop shaking began to shake violently in an irregular manner.

This shaking posture is very strange, as if an invisible hand fell on the willow tree, causing the willow tree to bring a strange thrust.

The moment before, the amplitude of the forward swing was only twice, but the next moment, the moment was swinging nearly six or seven feet to the right, and then swung backward. The direction of each swing was very different. It felt like a tree had spirituality and was competing with the young man who was drawing his sword.

The boy's face showed a solemn look for the first time. His hands holding the sword obviously used a little more strength, but his feet felt as if they were connected to the earth, and he could not feel the sudden huge shaking around them.

With a trembling wrist, the sword stabbed out like an arrow.

His sword is faster and more accurate.

No matter how the willow tree shakes, his sword will pierce out accurately and will definitely hit it.

In the blink of an eye, the boy had already produced thirty-three swords, but none of them were lost.

At this moment, no matter who sees this scene, he will be moved.

A young man who is only only in the 14th Five-Year Plan period actually has such sword skills, which is enough to make the world look at him. It is not an exaggeration to call him a peerless genius that is rare in the world.

The middle-aged man seemed to have no see at all, and he didn't seem to feel anything. His face was still full of indifference and coldness.

His robe suddenly had no wind, and the dead leaves on the ground were lifted up by an invisible force, and it rushed towards the young man like a swallow returning to his nest.

The boy's face was full of solemn expression. The for the first time, his mouth made a light shout, and his robe also flew upwards. An invisible body-protecting true energy was lingering around, like a swallow returning to his nest and covering the sky and the ground before the young man's body touched the boy's body-protecting true energy was shaken down.

But even so, the boy's eyes were still blocked by the dead leaves rushing towards the Yangtze River. The willow trees were still shaking at high frequency and without any rules. It was even more difficult to hit the white circle on the willow trees at this time.

However, the boy still did not hesitate at all.

After years of hard study and practice, thinking over the years, and the earnest teachings of middle-aged people have flashed quickly in the minds of young people.

The obstacles in front of you, the obstacles in your heart, and all obstacles were washed away by these forces, and a clear and smooth road appeared in the boy's heart.

The boy let out a loud roar, giving people the feeling of a chick singing and wanting to soar in the sky. The sword in his hand once again pierced out without hesitation, and he had seen the target.

That is not seen with the naked eye, but with the heart.

At this moment, the boy finally felt the existence of his mind for the first time.

A tingling sound!

The sword fell accurately on the high-speed changing willow tree, in the middle of the white dot.

However, he obviously used more strength this time, so the willow tree made a tinging sound.

A counter-smashing force penetrated through the sword.

But the boy was still as stable as Mount Tai and swung his sword again.

No change in posture or movement.

Obviously, he had resolved his strength in advance.

Thirty-six swords were released in a row and hit them one after another.

At this time, if someone sees this scene, he will no longer be amazed, and he will even feel that there are talents in generations, and each generation is better than the next.

The middle-aged man always looked cold, as if he thought it was just a very ordinary little thing and was not worthy of his surprise.

The raised robe suddenly hangs down, and the flying dead leaves fell back to the ground again. Only three dead leaves made extremely sharp sounds of breaking through the air, and shot towards the young man's vital points from three completely different angles.

Dead leaves cannot hurt people. But with the blessing of terrible skills, these three dead leaves can be cut off even if they are steel.

This is an extremely terrible killer move.

It is not easy for anyone to use such a killer move. But this middle-aged man can use his hands to make such a terrible killer move by simply activating his skills. At the same time, he also controls the violent shaking of the earth and the swing of the willow trees. It is conceivable how shocking this person's martial arts have reached.

It is rumored that the peak of martial arts in the world can break through the limits of heaven and man, break the void, and be ranked in the immortal class. The middle-aged man's martial arts seem to have almost reached this level.

However, if anyone knew who he was, even if he had really broken through the limits of heaven and man and shattered the void, no one would have been surprised.

Because he is Xue Yiren. He walked around the world at the age of thirteen and has been thriving for nearly thirty years, killing countless people, making the world's number one ranger Xue Yiren.

So, who would be surprised?

The young Du Ao was focused and was dealing with the test of his master Xue Yiren.

A cold light flashed, and the sword pierced out very quickly.

The target of this sword was still the dots shaking violently on the willow tree, and it seemed that there was no sign of the three dead leaves that were coming quickly.

However, before the sword stabbed at the big tree, it collided with three dead leaves one after another. The scorching sword energy penetrated through the sword, and the three dead leaves instantly turned into three flames.

The sword's speed did not change, and it still stabbed at the violently shaking willow tree very quickly.

This time the willow tree shaking was as still as before.

The shaking of the willow tree just now gave people a feeling of spirituality. But at this moment, it seemed that there was already a soul on the side, as if a terrible master of body skills was using his mysterious body skills to avoid the deadly sword edge that Du Ao stabbed.

Du Ao's speed should not be, but the direction of the sword tip is constantly changing. Although this change is very weak, anyone with a discerning eye can see that every change will attack from a completely new direction and angle.

The changes of the sword seem to be endless, and the changes of the trees seem to be endless. The changes of the two are getting faster and faster.

The distance is exhausted.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and it has reached its extreme.

The changes of the sword and the changes of the tree stop at the same time.

The sword hit the tree and hit the center of the white dot.

The shaking of the ground disappeared, the trees were not shaking, and everything became that Xue Yiren did not have the same situation as before.

"The power of the sword needs to be controlled. The 139th sword has a little more force! The 177th sword has a little less force!" Xue Yiren said: "If you were not facing a tree, but a man just now, you have become a dead person."

Du Ao was not at all dissatisfied or depressed. He was used to all these things. It would be strange if Xue Yiren thought he was very good.

"Disciples must practice hard and never make such mistakes again next time."

Du Ao was from the bottom of his heart. He knew that Xue Yiren was strict with him for his own good! If he didn't care, why should he be so strict? After all, he was not a normal boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, but someone with memories of his previous life.

Du Ao often sighed that if he had not been a human being for two lifetimes, he might not have been able to withstand such strict teachings from his master Xue Yiren. At this time, he finally understood why Xue Xiaoren in the original work took the path of a killer. Anyone with such a brother would feel great pressure.

Even Du Ao, who has been a human being for two lives, would be the same, let alone an ordinary 14 or 15-year-old boy.

"Come with me!"

Although Xue Yiren was very satisfied with the successor of Yi Man, he showed a cold look on his face and walked out of the yard with big strides.

Du Ao did not dare to neglect and followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!