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Don't bully the poor!

Jian Ao's voice was cold, but it contained a sharp edge. The sharp edge of the blade was like his person. It was unyielding and unyielding, and no one could match it.

"For the sake of my son! I will spare your life! Furthermore, I believe that my son will definitely take your life for me, and it won't take too long. " Jian Zhan sneered and appeared next to Jian Ao in a flash. He patted Jian Ao's shoulder heavily, feeling gratified in his heart.

It seemed like his son was even more arrogant than he was before. However, I like it. This is my son, Jian Ao. He is full of pride.

Lin Feng's eyes lost their focus. He thought he was going to die, but in the end, he didn't. However, it was because of a young man, a young man who was only sixteen years old. Furthermore, he wanted to kill this young man, but now, this young man had 'saved' him. How dramatic was this?

He looked at Jian Ao with hatred. "I, Lin Feng, would like to see how you are going to take my life! Hmph! " Lin Feng flicked his sleeves and left.

When he came, he was high and mighty, but when he left, he fled in panic.

Jian Ao stared at Lin Feng, who was flying into the sky. He said in a flat tone: "Within three years, I will definitely come to your Lin Family and take your life. "

Three years!

This momentary restriction caused Lin Feng's body to pause, and he nearly fell from the sky. If he did not stabilize himself in time, it would likely be another big joke today. He did not turn around. His speed became even faster. He even wanted to leave this place of trouble. He believed that after today, he, Lin Feng, would become famous throughout the entire Wind Cloud Country.

A dignified Sword King Level warrior was challenged to fight for three years at the age of sixteen. If word of this got out, he would definitely be laughed at by others of the same level.

Not only Lin Feng, even the people present were stunned. Even Jian Zhan had not expected this. He had said that it would not be long, but it would take at least five years, or even more. However, Jian Ao had saved half of the time and agreed to fight for three years. In other words, he had to step into the Sword King within three years.

Stepping into the Sword King in three years was simply wishful thinking. They had spent at least thirty years to step into the Sword King, and in three years, they had saved ten times more. How was that possible!?

In an instant, everyone had given Jian Ao the adjectives such as "arrogant" and "don't know what to do" in their hearts.

However, there was one person who didn't think so. She was the leader of Heaven Secret Sect this time, the Heaven Secret Sect's Holy Maiden - Tianmin.

"Could it be that he knows the wonders of the Linglong Grass?!"

The moment Jian Ao entered, Tianmin used the secret technique of heaven to find the mark left on Lan Tian's body. She knew in her heart that Jian Ao was the mysterious person who killed Lan Tian and the others.

"No, we can't let him use the Linglong Grass. Only I, Tianmin, can use that kind of saint herb. Only I, Tianmin, am worthy of using it! Using it on you will only be a waste of heaven's gifts. " Tianmin secretly thought in her heart. A deep killing intent flashed through her eyes.

If one were to say that this place was the most sensitive to killing intent. . . If one were to say that it was Jian Ao, this was something that not even his Sword King Level father could compare with.

Jian Ao looked at Tianmin suspiciously, as if he wanted to see through her body.

"Not good! He noticed that I had a flash of killing intent towards him. " Tianmin was shocked in her heart. She sighed and sighed that Jian Ao was actually so sensitive to killing intent. She quickly smiled and smiled at Jian Ao. It seemed like she was very friendly with him.

Seeing Tianmin like this, Jian Ao also responded with a smile.

He lowered his head and muttered, "No, that's not right. Although she and I have never met before, how could we be enemies? But that killing intent just now was indeed coming from her body, I won't be wrong to sense it. Heaven Secret Sect!" Looking at their clothes, It was as if he had killed Lan Tian and the others in front of Spiritual Wind Valley. He had been sent by Holy Maiden of Heaven Secret Sect, and this girl was on equal footing with all the Sword King warriors. There seemed to be only one possibility. . .

She was Tianmin, the Holy Maiden of the Heaven Secret Sect!

"Linglong Grass! It must be because of the Linglong Grass, and the reason why Old Man Lingfeng has such a strong killing intent towards me is also because of the Linglong Grass. What kind of effect does this Linglong Grass have that it can actually make the two of them so tempted? " Jian Ao did not forget that there was a box in his Storage Ring that contained the Linglong Grass.

"Looks like I have to find an opportunity to supplement the information regarding spirit herbs and herbs. "

Jian Zhan surveyed the crowd. Especially the Sword King from the Yang family's Lan family, he said coldly, "Anyone who dares to touch my son will die! No matter which family or power you are from, anyone who dares to touch my son will go to heaven and earth. I, Jian Zhan, will kill you. "

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They took a deep look at Jian Zhan and Jian Ao. They all knew that Jian Ao was the reverse scale of a sword battle. Anyone who touched him would die immediately. In the future, whoever wanted to touch Jian Ao would have to consider whether they could withstand the sword battle, this new king.

In the secret chamber, Jian Ao and Jian Zhan exchanged a glance.

The main purpose of the banquet was to let all the major powers in Wind Cloud Country know that Jian Ao was the reverse scale of the sword battle. Now that their goal had been achieved, everyone naturally dispersed.

After staring at Jian Ao for a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "You are just like her, cold and arrogant!"

"Didn't you take the word 'arrogant' for this reason?" Jian Ao smiled slightly, but then his eyes flickered. "When are you going to tell me about my mother?"

"I will tell you everything about your strength as long as you are strong enough!"

"What level are you going to reach?"

"At least Sword King, King level!" Jian Zhan was silent for a while before he said.

Sword King was considered to be the top in Wind Cloud Country, and could be considered to be in charge of a region. However, in Jian Zhan's words, he only knew the qualifications. It seemed like his mother's identity wasn't simple at all!

"Alright! When my strength is comparable to a Sword King, I hope you can tell me everything!"

"Of course. " Jian Zhan agreed readily. He then looked at Jian Ao's cultivation base and said, "Your current strength has already reached the level of a swordsman. I wonder what kind of cultivation technique you are cultivating?"

"Nine Revolutions Profound Arts!"

"What!?" Jian Ao's faint voice, when it landed in Jian Zhan's ears, caused the latter to stand up in shock.

"You know?" Jian Ao was stunned. No one cared about the Nine Revolutions Profound Arts in the Sacred Storage Pavilion. The Sword War was expensive. As the head of the family, how could he possibly know about it?

"How could he not know about it?! This Nine Revolutions Profound Arts was passed down from the ancestors of our Jian family. It was said that it possessed an unparalleled strength. The number one expert of the Jian family relied on this cultivation technique to establish a foothold in the continent. However, the decline was also because of him. It can be said that even if we were to lose, we will still lose. "

"Hmm?" These words stunned Jian Ao. He had never thought that the Nine Revolutions Profound Arts would have such a story.

"Rumor has it that the grade of this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts is extremely high. It might be at the Heaven Grade, or even higher. If there is a family that has reached the Heaven Grade skill, this family will definitely prosper in the future, but it will be a disaster to the Jian family. None of the people who cultivated this skill could break through to the King realm. It seems like this skill is incomplete. " Jian Zhan said deeply.

"Incomplete?" Jian Ao nodded. He had this feeling ever since he picked up the Nine Revolutions Profound Arts, especially after he started cultivating it.

However, cultivation techniques could be changed. Those people could completely abandon the Nine Revolutions Profound Arts and choose something else.

As if he knew what Jian Ao was thinking, he said, "Those people who cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Arts are the same as you. They thought that they could abandon it and start over. But when all their cultivation is gone, they can't cultivate any other cultivation techniques. Not even Yellow Rank. In other words, those seniors were completely crippled. They had no cultivation at all, and were even worse than ordinary people. Therefore, The Jian family has nine revolutions. "

"You should choose something else!" The last sentence was the main point of the sword battle. He didn't want to see his son become a waste.

"There's no need. I quite like this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts. " Although Jian Ao was surprised in his heart, since he had chosen this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts, he naturally wouldn't change it easily. Coincidentally, Jian Ao also wanted to see what was so special about this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts.

Furthermore, Jian Ao felt that this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts was similar to the Taoism technique from his previous life. This was the most important reason why he chose this Nine Revolutions Profound Arts.

Looking at Jian Ao's firm gaze, the swordsman shook his head and smiled bitterly. This son of his was just like his mother. Even if it was the Nine-headed Bull, it would not be able to pull back the things that he had decided on.

"Perhaps, it's because I prefer you to be an ordinary person. " Jian Zhan consoled himself in his heart.

"What do you plan to do next!?"

"Plan! Naturally, I want to make myself stronger!" Jian Ao said with certainty.

As if he knew what Jian Ao was going to say, Jian Zhan took out a red letter from his Storage Ring and said, "When I was with Elder Zi Yun of the Heavenly Sword Sect, you can take this letter and join the Heavenly Sword Sect, and directly become her disciple. "

"Recommendation letter!" Jian Ao put it in his hand and looked at it. He sighed with emotion. No matter which world he was in, there was always a backdoor.

He shook his head and put it back where it was. He said with force and strength: "If I want to join the Heavenly Sword Sect, of course I have to rely on my own strength. Without strength, no matter how many resources you give me, it will be useless!"

"Alright!" Jian Zhan did not hesitate and directly put away the recommendation letter. If Jian Ao accepted it, it would instead make him a little disappointed.

The path of a swordsman, the only thing he could rely on was the path of a swordsman. Even if his power was strong, it would only make him have more resources and conditions.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect will hold an enrollment ceremony in two months. You can try it. " Jian Zhan said.

"En! I'll leave tomorrow, I'll go back and prepare " Jian Ao got up and left.

After Jian Ao left, Jian Zhan's eyes revealed a look of longing. A picture suddenly appeared in his hand. When he unfolded it, it turned out to be a girl.

Even though the girl was only drawn through a piece of paper, the coldness emitted from her body was unstoppable.

Jian Zhan murmured as he looked at the woman: "Xinran, did you see that? Our son has grown up, inherited our characteristics, our coldness, our pride. We can be proud!

Also, how are you living there? Wait for me, wait for me to come and pick you up. "

At this point, killing intent flashed in Jian Zhan's eyes. Have you forgotten the debt of the past? Even if you have forgotten, I, Sword War, will never forget! Wait for my sword battle to arrive!

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