Chapter 13
There is a tea garden in the back mountain of Qingyang Sword Sect, where a lot of Lingwu Tea is planted.
It is said that the mother tree of Lingwu Tea was planted by the founder of Qingyang Sword Sect himself. The Lingwu Tea brewed from the tea leaves picked from the mother tree is the best Lingwu Tea with the best effect.
There are not many mother tree tea leaves, and the best Lingwu Tea can only be enjoyed by the sect master, the two elders, and the Holy Son.
Why does Qin Fei have the best Lingwu Tea?
Of course, it was given to him by his junior sister Jiang Ting.
At this time, Xiao Yang stepped on the flying sword and landed on the top of Qingyang Mountain. Countless disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect were immediately excited to the extreme.
Wherever Xiao Yang passed, everyone made way for him.
“Hello, Master, two elders!”
Xiao Yang came to Jiang Qitian and others and bowed.
“This is Li Daozhen, the senior sword fairy of Fuyao Sword Sect, Senior Li!”
Jiang Qitian introduced.
“Hello, Senior Li!”
Xiao Yang saluted Li Daozhen who was sitting next to him.
“Are you Xiao Yang?”
Li Daozhen put down the teacup and looked at Xiao Yang.
He was dressed in white, with a slender figure, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, but he had a good appearance.
“I am Xiao Yang.”
Xiao Yang replied.
“Don’t waste time, come up and fight if you have the ability.”
At this time, on the sword-fighting stage, Li Xingyao was getting impatient.
“Haha, my disciple is a little impatient, why don’t you two spar first?”
Li Daozhen said with a smile.
Although Xiao Yang was very arrogant and did not come for a long time, Li Daozhen found that Xiao Yang had an extraordinary demeanor, which was definitely not comparable to Qin Fei and Lei Renjie before.
A person’s temperament cannot be hidden.
Xiao Yang gave Li Daozhen the feeling that he was a person who had gone through vicissitudes of life, washed away all the lead and smoothed out the edges.
How old is he, how can he have such a temperament?
Especially his eyes, clear and deep.
Li Daozhen never dreamed that the person in front of him was a person with thousands of years of memories and experiences in his previous life.
Xiao Yang turned around and looked at the sword-fighting arena in the middle of the square.
“Li Xingyao…”
Yang looked at the figure on the sword-fighting stage from a distance, his eyes deep.
This woman is a legend in the North. It’s a
pity that she ended up miserably.
When Xiao Yang thought of Li Xingyao’s ending in the previous life, he couldn’t help but feel sorry.
A peerless beauty, a generation of sword fairy, died too unjustly.
Xiao Yang was about to fly to the sword-fighting stage.
“Big Brother, wait a minute.”
At this moment, Junior Sister Jiang Ting came with a teacup.
Xiao Yang turned around.
Junior Sister had already come to him.
“Big Brother, Junior Sister, I will use tea instead of wine. I wish you victory in the battle and spread the power of my Qingyang Sword Sect!”
Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang with a smile on her face.
Xiao Yang stared at Jiang Ting in a daze, and his heart was blocked.
In the previous life, it was this cup of tea that made him lose miserably.
After living a new life, Junior Sister Jiang Ting handed the cup of tea to him again.
Xiao Yang subconsciously looked outside the square, and his eyes collided with Qin Fei’s eyes in the pavilion.
Qin Fei’s eyes flickered and he lowered his gaze.
Xiao Yang retracted his gaze.
Qin Fei, Qin Fei, do you still want to use Junior Sister to harm me in this life?
“Big Brother, are you still angry with Junior Sister?”
Jiang Ting frowned when she saw Xiao Yang not accepting her tea.
“Don’t be so petty, Big Brother!”
Jiang Ting said coquettishly.
In the last life, as long as Jiang Ting acted coquettishly, he would have no choice, and then he would be defeated in front of Jiang Ting.
Xiao Yang took a deep look at Jiang Ting, then reached out and picked up the cup of tea and drank it all.
“I wish Big Brother to win the battle and spread the prestige of our sect.”
The disciples around shouted one after another.
Qin Fei, who was in the pavilion outside the square, was excited and excited when he saw Xiao Yang drink the cup of Lingwu tea.
Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, I lost, and you don’t even think about winning!
On the sword-fighting stage, Li Xingyao held the sword and looked at Xiao Yang quietly.
Xiao Yang smashed the teacup to the ground.
He then flew up and flew directly through the air, landing gently on the sword-fighting stage like a fallen leaf.
Xiao Yang walked slowly to the opposite side of Li Xingyao and stood still.
Everyone looked at the two figures on the sword-fighting stage nervously.
“Master Jiang, your eldest disciple is not simple!”
Li Daozhen looked at Xiao Yang on the sword-fighting stage calmly.
Her intuition was not wrong, this boy would be a strong opponent for her disciple.
Five months later, it would be the Jiazi Competition held once every sixty years in the Northern Territory.
This was a grand event for the entire Northern Territory.
This was related to the status of the Fuyao Sword Sect in the Northern Territory.
Li Daozhen took her beloved disciple Li Xingyao down the mountain to travel, in fact, to establish her prestige.
She wanted to tell everyone that her disciple Li Xingyao was the number one genius in the Northern Territory.
She wanted to tell everyone that the status of the Fuyao Sword Sect was unshakable.
“Fellow Daoist Li, you are joking. How can my disciple compare to your beloved disciple? As long as I don’t lose too badly, I will be satisfied.”
Jiang Qitian was in a heavy mood.
The fighting power that Li Xingyao had shown before was too amazing.
Although Xiao Yang was very strong, he was probably still far behind Li Xingyao.
The faces of the two elders were not so good either.
Li Daozhen smiled and said nothing. He took a sip of the Lingwu tea on the tea table next to him.
At this time, the square was silent.
All the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect looked at the two figures on the sword arena nervously.
Qin Fei looked at Xiao Yang on the sword arena coldly.
Today, Xiao Yang was destined to lose miserably.
“This rebellious son… I hope he can defeat that Fuyao Saint.”
Father Xiao Zhenshan looked at his son on the sword arena and murmured.
“Brother Xiaofei, my brother will definitely help you get revenge.”
Xiao Yue accompanied Qin Fei.
Qin Fei sneered in his heart. These people were too stupid and too easy to deceive.
“You beat Qin Fei so badly, aren’t you afraid that he will retaliate against you in the future?”
Yang looked at Li Xingyao opposite and suddenly chuckled.
“Just him? You dare to retaliate against me?”
Li Xingyao didn’t take Qin Fei seriously at all. What innate Taoist body, cultivation genius, just a waste who didn’t even have the ability to let her draw the sword.
“It’s better to offend a gentleman than a villain.”
Xiao Yang reminded.
“Oh? Isn’t he your junior brother? Why do you want me to beware of him?”
Li Xingyao asked curiously.
“Because he is very annoying.”
Xiao Yang said expressionlessly.
“Stop talking nonsense and make a move!”
Li Xingyao didn’t care whether Qin Fei was annoying or not, it was none of her business anyway.
“Okay, today I will experience the Fuyao Sword of the Fuyao Sword School, the Star Picking Hand!”
Xiao Yang said as he raised his right hand slightly, and a small lightsaber immediately appeared in his palm.
This is his flying sword.
“So fast!”
Li Xingyao was shocked when she saw this.
Jiang Qitian and Li Daozhen’s eyes lit up.
Xiao Yang’s control over the flying sword has reached the point where he can use it as easily as his own arm?
If he goes one step further, won’t he be able to cultivate the sword intent?
The sword intent is a realm of swordsmanship that can only be mastered by sword cultivators in the Divine Martial Realm.
Jiang Qitian and Li Daozhen are both sword cultivators in the Divine Martial Realm.
But they were surprised to find that they couldn’t tell Xiao Yang’s realm of cultivation.
“Be careful!”
Xiao Yang said as he waved his right hand. The flying sword in his palm immediately turned into a sword rainbow and pierced through Li Xingyao on the opposite side.
The extremely sharp sword light seemed to instantly split the void, making a low sound of breaking through the air, and instantly pierced in front of Li Xingyao.
The cold sword energy spread out from the sword-fighting stage. The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect around the sword-fighting stage felt a chill sweeping over them, and they were all shocked.
The two great sword geniuses finally fought.
Everyone was extremely nervous.
You know, this battle is about the face of the two great sword sects.
