Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4953: Want to apprentice?

At this time, Yan Fan turned a deaf ear to Jiang Li's reproach, and his eyes solemnly watched what happened in the sword curtain.

For a long time, he said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "This junior seems to have broken my sword."

Jiang Li, who was planning to wave his hand to stop the tragedy from happening, stopped in the air with his palm after hearing these words, turned his head and said, "What did you say?"

"This junior, seems to be breaking my sword..."

It seems to be to prove his idea. The grass sword, which was originally fragmented and about to be unable to hold on, stopped being broken and began to gather quickly.

In the next moment, the almost broken grass sword reappeared, and the sword power became more powerful, with toughness and majestic momentum, and once again pierced the sky full of sword curtain.

"Boom!"

As the heavens collapsed, the earth fell, everything fell into destruction.

This is the final collision of the two supreme sword intents, so that Yan Li is eclipsed at this moment.

The martyrdom, which was severe enough to destroy the Bone Road, lasted a long time.

When the infinite sword curtain was all shattered, and the incomparable green sword intent dissipated, a black robe figure walked out slowly on the road of broken bones.

Jian Wu's double-faced color is still calm, but there is a bright red at the corner of his mouth.

Although he did everything that could happen, he was still traumatized, but fortunately he was right.

The Liuyun Grass Sword Style is far less sophisticated, magnificent, and Wushuang than Wushuang Kendo, but at this moment, he succeeded in helping Jian Wushuang win this style.

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, and the trauma he suffered in this competition was almost negligible.

And all this is because he used the flowing cloud grass sword style.

If Jian Wushuang uses Wushuang Swordsmanship, he can certainly take over Yan Fan's full-strength sword, but the price he will suffer is definitely heavy.

Because this is a sword of Jianxian.

The situation of receiving a heavy price is not something Jian Wushuang would like to see, because once the road to the bones is lost, it will almost be sentenced to death.

So Jian Wushuang didn't choose to fight hard, but used the flowing cloud grass sword to deal with it.

From the simple to the complex, the sword style of flowing clouds and grass, the meaning of kendo is tenacity and new life, which is enough for him to meet with the least loss.

Take a break, but luckily it succeeded.

Walking out of the center of the sacrificial explosion, unscathed, even Jian Wushuang, whose robes were not stained with half dust, came to Jiang Liyan indifferently.

A pair of swordsmen and two sword sages, at this moment, it is worthwhile to recover from the shock.

The two of them looked at each other, and then both looked at Jian Wushuang.

Being able to take a blow from the sword immortal with the force of the swordsman, I am afraid that it will not be able to convince Yanxian to reach any heaven.

But this scene actually happened.

Taking a deep breath, Yan returned, "Junior, your appearance is beyond our expectations. I am afraid that within a year, even if your kendo stops moving forward, it will be enough to climb into the realm of sword fairy. "

Jian Wushuang arched his hands and said, "The predecessors are absurd, repairing swords is in the heart, everything depends on his own good fortune."

"There is one last sword. If I win, can the two seniors let me go."

Jiang Li and Yan Fan looked at each other, and then a little bit dumbfounded, "Are we so terrible, making you reluctant to stay longer?"

"Uh, isn't it approachable..." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, "But I really have something to do, I need to leave here as soon as possible."

In that case, if I hinder it any more, it would seem a bit uncomfortable." Yan Fan smiled, "This last sword competition has no meaning anymore. You have proved it to me."

Jian Wushuang heard this, secretly happy in his heart, and walked out of Jianxian almost unscathed. This is undoubtedly the best situation.

"The younger generation thanked you here."

Yan Fan nodded with a smile, then took a peek at Jiang Li next to him, quickly came to Jian Wufang, and hugged his shoulder.

This move made Jian Wushuang a little confused.

Looking at Yan Fan, whose face was full of evil intentions, he felt a bit cold on his back inexplicably.

"Senior, you are..."

"Ahem, junior...No, brother Jian, do you want to apprentice?"

Yan Fan cleared his throat, looking at him expectantly and enthusiastically.

Jian Wushuang heard the words, suddenly a little bit dumbfounded, and then said, "Senior, I already have a master, I'm afraid not."

Yan Fan didn't expect this to be the answer, so he was a little anxious, "Little brother, you have to know that Master can't be recognized randomly. You have to find the best match for yourself, which is the best."

When he said this, he patted his chest with his hand, "Little brother, as long as you recognize me as a master, all the life-long feelings of your teacher and me will be passed on to you, so you can consider it."

The two sword fairies approached each other and offered such a tempting condition, enough to drive any swordsman in all the heavens into madness.

But Jian Wushuang shook his head, "Senior, I already have a master, I really can't."

Yan Fan is dumb. He never expected that he would not be able to be a master if he offered such a generous offer...

At this moment, Jiang Li quietly appeared behind him and slapped him away.

"Old guy, how many Chinese years have passed, I'm still so humble." Jiang Li yelled, and then looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Little guy, you go, see you later."

Jian Wushuang arched his hands, "Thank you very much, then."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Yan Fan's voice rang again, "Wait a minute!"

Jian Wushuang stopped, looking helplessly at Yan Fan who was catching up again.

Without waiting for him to react, Yan Fan directly took his right hand and quickly tapped on the wrist with two middle fingers.

After that, the mark of a real sword the size of an index finger was printed on his wrist.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly retracted his wrist, trying to force this mark with Yanli.

"You don’t have to be in vain, little brother. This mark is not harmful to you. It is my sword intent. You can perceive where you are. If it is dangerous, your sister and I will go there immediately. Save..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped and flew out again. Jiang Li's face was full of anger with one hand on his hips.

"It's really for the old and disrespectful guy, it's nothing but a sword fairy."

Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly. He couldn't get rid of it. It was incredible that he could get two cheap masters for nothing.

After silently sympathizing with the beaten Yan, he solemnly bid farewell to the two sword immortals, and then proceeded to the end of the road to the bones.

Yan Fan, who was still downcast, saw Jian Wushuang leave, suddenly became alive, and ran to Jiang Li excitedly, "How about, how about our apprentice?"