Since the Tianjian Peak came down, Yin Qiuran looked calm and walked towards the square lightly.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Yin Qiushui must have finished packing his luggage at Qiushui Peak with her precious disciple.

Judging from her understanding of Yin Qiushui, she will first help the fifth brother-in-law integrate into the Tianjian Sect.

so!

At this time, the fifth brother must be chatting with the two brothers and getting to know each other.

It's time for me to appear.

Yin Qiuran skillfully summoned a flying sword from the space bag and rushed towards the main peak.

After reaching the sky above the main peak, through the clouds, I really saw the fifth brother and the two brothers chatting intimately.

"Senior Brother, aren't you very tired in practicing? I see you sweating a lot." Xiaolu clumsyly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Sun Kong.

Sun Kong scratched his head, embarrassed to refuse the kindness of his fifth junior sister. He took the handkerchief and wiped his face carefully, then folded it carefully and gave it to Xiaolu, and said with a simple face:

"How can I be tired when practicing so happily? I enjoy every time I break through the limit the most! The head master is right, I am a natural physical practitioner."

Among all the disciples, Sun Kong has the simplest and simple personality.

He is also the one who respects Yin Qiuran the most.

He could clearly feel that since he changed his martial arts practice, his strength could almost be described as a rapid progress, and he surpassed himself who had practiced swordsmanship in a short period of time.

So he naturally admired Yin Qiuran very much.

"Fifth Junior Sister, if the head master wants to beautify you, don't refuse, that's your blessing." Sun Kong said honestly, completely unaware that Yin Qiushui beside him had completely blackened his face.

Yin Qiushui knew the temperament of his disciple. To put it nicely, he was obsessed with martial arts, and to put it bluntly, he had no emotional intelligence.

She immediately looked at the third disciple Qian.

Qian is calm, good at thinking, has good emotional intelligence, and can definitely understand what he means.

Sure enough, Qian nodded slightly at Yin Qiushui to show that he understood.

"Senior Brother Third, do you feel tired of practicing?" Xiaolu asked Qian at this time.

"Fifth Junior Sister, if you really like practicing, you won't feel tired. Do you like kendo?" Qian asked meaningfully.

"I like it! The Sword Immortal is super handsome! The master also said he would pass the robe to me!" Xiaolu raised her little head proudly.

"Then you won't be tired if you practice swords." Qian replied.

Seeing this, Yin Qiuran, who was in the sky, had a malicious curve outlined a corner of his mouth, took out a 1-meter-long sword from the space bag and threw it down.

Decisive equipment title: light all over (there is a chance to bloom with golden light).

Retrieve the flying sword back to the space bag, smiled at the sky and jumped downwards.

Everyone could only smell the crazy laughter in the sky. They were curious and looked up at it, but they saw a cold light flashing, and a dark spot in the sky quickly approached.

It turned out to be a knife with a cold light!

"Be careful!" Yin Qiushui was shocked.

How could there be an enemy attack in such a remote Tianjian Gate?

Could it be that my salted fish brother has offended his enemies?!

It’s impossible. How could he make enemies with others when he stays in the sect every day?!

Could it be?

Oops!!!

I'm careless!

He predicted my prediction!

"Swish." Suddenly, a black shadow appeared before everyone's eyes. He copied his right hand casually, and he easily held the falling knife in his hand.

The figure flashed again, accompanied by the appearance of golden light, which exploded and exploded in the air.

The next moment, the figure appeared in the center of the square, as fast as lightning, waving a long sword, dancing a domineering sword technique.

Each knife is full of power, with a wonderful meaning, but it is not without beauty.

"Swish swish swish swish." The sword lights splashed everywhere, and the entire square seemed to be shrouded in dazzling golden light, and countless sharp sword lights slid past the nephews.

The deer was shocked and frightened, and she didn't dare to let out arrogance.

These sword lights can definitely cut off a person in an instant!

who is he?

The master nephew Sun Kong stood there stupidly, letting countless swords pass by, and was amazed in his heart.

Oh, if I get hit, I'd seem to die.

But I really want to compete with him.

I wonder if my fist can withstand this sharp sword light?

The third brother-in-law helped his glasses and subconsciously took out a note from his arms, muttering to himself:

"This fifth junior sister can actually let the head master who likes naps come to craft it at 3 noon. It seems that he has collected very interesting data."

Yin Qiushui had already guessed that the sword dancer had turned black. She squatted down and covered the deer's eyes, and sent a message:

"Don't look."

My heart was filled with desolation. My brother actually attacked my beloved disciple so quickly.

In the past, every time I took action, I had to take a few days apart, so why did this time so frequently?

No more moral integrity!

"Blade! It is a domineering weapon! The sword dancer is all the domineering ones!" Yin Qiuran spoke, his voice was as thick as a bell, which made everyone tremble. The deer's petite body shook three times, obviously shocked by this sentence.

"I smiled at the sky with my sword, and I will stay with my liver and gallbladder!" Another sword dance, and then a three-meter-long golden sword light rose into the sky, as if dividing the sky into two halves.

At that moment, the audience was silent, and the golden sword light slowly dissipated.

Yin Qiuran took advantage of the situation to remove the title, and the golden light behind him gradually faded.

The little deer, who was covered by his eyes, broke free from Yin Qiushui's hand and looked at the person in the field in admiration.

"Blade! Domineering weapon! Those who dance the sword are domineering!" This sentence could not be dissipated in Xiaolu's simple heart for a long time.

Suddenly I felt...

A sword is more handsome and even more powerful than a sword!

"Isn't that, is the head master?! No, no, it should be said that only the head master has such a domineering style!" Looking at Yin Qiuran, who was like a god in the field, Xiaolu suddenly realized.

She looked at the dull master, then at the master in the distance, hesitating for a moment...

"Paipapapapapapa." The clapping was almost red when the clapping was clapping.

Yin Qiuran put the knife in the space bag in a casual manner, walked lightly towards the deer, and asked:

"Fifth nephew, how is the master dancing with this sword?"

"Okay, okay, so awesome!" Xiaolu could no longer find other adjectives, and her mind was full of the word "awesome".

"So what do we think of the deputy head of Tianjian Sect?" Yin Qiuran looked at Yin Qiushui and asked maliciously.

Yin Qiushui looked aggrieved.

She wanted to scold her brother in a scattered manner, but several disciples were on the side, and even if they were not convinced, they could not reveal it. This would make her look petty.

Even if the limelight is stolen, you must show generous praise, so that the five disciples can still admire their master.

So he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, it was very difficult, but he exclaimed in a pretentious manner:

"Brother, your cultivation is more profound. The previous sword skills were really domineering. This is not something you can understand. Unfortunately, such a domineering sword skills are not suitable for every girl's family to practice. The elegant and elegant female sword cultivator is in line with our image of Tianjianmen."

Yin Qiushui couldn't help but like himself in his heart.

I said this very beautifully.

It not only shows his magnanimity, but also points out the characteristics of my Tianjian sword technique.

It is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weak. The five beloved disciples of this sect will definitely fall in love with the sword...

"Master, that sword technique is really domineering. Why are you playing?" But Xiaolu looked at Yin Qiuran with admiration and asked impatiently.

Yin Qiushui's expression suddenly solidified.

"Hahaha, the fifth uncle is interested, so the master will naturally accompany you to the end. Don't be anxious, wait for the master to dance again." Yin Qiuran immediately laughed and pulled out the love knife from the space bag.

"But..." As if sensing the resentment emitted by his side, Xiaolu hesitated to look at her master.

"It's okay, let's just look at it and don't learn. Would your master object? She is not a petty woman." Yin Qiuran took the opportunity to bewitch her.

"Yeah, yeah! I'll just look at it, not learn!" The deer's head was as fast as a chicken pecking at rice.
Chapter completed!