"I am the King of Swords!"

The four words spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness and shook the sky and the earth. In an instant, the entire Eastern Wilderness was trembling for these four words.

Some people who had chased Qin Yan were so scared that their faces turned blue, their legs were trembling constantly, and some were even more lucky, thinking that this was just a sword demon building momentum for them. How could they reach the king so quickly?

But on the next day, something that no one expected to happen.

Someone found a corpse in Tieyun Sect, with only a fatal sword wound on his body. What is particularly scary is that there was a piece of paper on his body, which read "The Forged Sword Demon, Die!"

Moreover, in Tieyun Sect, almost all the people in the sect died, and the sect leader of Tieyun Sect was also crazy. Some people wanted to ask what happened, so they said madly: "Demon! A demon is here! Help!"

Demon? Now there is only one sword demon in the East Wilderness. When everyone's thought just arises, they feel a chill on their backs in an instant, and a chilling feeling from their heads to their heels.

This incident was instantly spread in the East Wilderness. The Sword Demon became the Sword King, and the Iron Cloud Sect was destroyed, becoming the after-dinner issue for every warrior in the East Wilderness. Everyone was guessing when this Sword Demon would take action, and who was his next target.

When the Sword Demon was just named Donghuang, I wonder how many people were thinking about the high-level martial arts and his head. Now that he has become the Sword King, it is a good time for him to take revenge, so naturally he cannot give up.

But what surprised them was that in the next few days, the sword demon had no movement, as if he was asleep, and there was no news anymore. Some bold warriors began to mock the sword demon for being brave, and even if he became the sword king, he would have no future.

Others are more bold, forming a team that will inevitably kill the sword demon to protect the peace in the East Wilderness.

But who would know that Qin Yan was lying in the gentle village at this time, and even if he wanted to go out, he couldn't go out.

Qin Rou and Ying Shuiyun knew that Qin Yan had both grown into the Sword King and were almost invincible in the king's realm, so they both pestered him to stop practicing, it would be great to go shopping with them.

So, the tragic Qin Yan was pulled by these two women to go shopping in Yunhua City for three or four days, and Qin Yan complained repeatedly when they saw that they were still unsatisfied.

And on this day, Qing Fengyang found Qin Yan.

Lord Ying smiled and said, "I forgot, this kid wants to worship you as his teacher."

Qin Yan shook his head helplessly, "Actually, my swordsmanship is also a mess. How can I compare with the leader of Qingjian Sect?"

Qing Fengyang knelt on one knee on the ground. After hearing Qin Yan's words, he said seriously: "I can see the master's swordsmanship. He should have reached a superb artistic conception."

"But why? You and I have a grudge against killing our brother." Qin Yan said.

Qing Fengyang said: "My brother is too arrogant. I know he will die sooner or later in the hands of others."

What he meant was that with his brother's character, he would definitely die when he walked in the East Wilderness, and he was just a gesture of avenging his brother, after all, that was his brother. Since he couldn't take revenge now, it would be better to put aside his hatred and concentrate on cultivating his sword.

"Sword Crazy Qing Fengyang, it turns out that the name of this sword Crazy is not empty. Be loyal to the sword, love the sword in your hand, and treat the sword as your lifelong companion. This is you, Qing Fengyang." Lord Yingcheng said.

Qing Fengyang did not reply, but looked at Qin Yan, who felt that he should be accepted by Qin Yan.

After waiting for about three or four minutes, Qin Yan suddenly stood up and said, "I have considered it, I can't accept you as my disciple."

"Why?" Qing Fengyang was stunned.

Qin Yan said: "Listen to me, although I can't accept you as my disciple, if you have any questions about swordsmanship, you can come and ask me. If I know, I will definitely say, are you satisfied with this result?"

Qing Fengyang was stunned again.

Lord Ying smiled and said, "You are changing your direction to accept him as your disciple."

"I have no choice. I'm very afraid that the leader of Qingjian Sect will suddenly come to me. At that time, even if I had eight mouths, I couldn't explain this matter." Qin Yan smiled helplessly.

"No." Qing Fengyang stood up, took out his identity bronze medal of Qingjianmen from the storage ring, and raised it and said, "I, Qing Fengyang, have no relationship with Qingjianmen in this life." After that, he drew out his sword and threw the bronze medal into the air. Suddenly, he swept his hand and the sword fell, and only two pongs were heard.

The bronze medal was actually cut in half by Qing Fengyang.

Lord Ying and Qin Yan were shocked. Neither of them expected that Qing Fengyang would be so crazy to practice advanced swordsmanship. In order to learn Qin Yan's swordsmanship, even his own sect was abandoned.

Qin Yan shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't accept you as my disciple. I was afraid that the leader of the Qingjian Sect came to me just now. This is the first point. The second point is because I still have a lot of things to do, and my enemies are much stronger than you think. If you become my disciple, then my enemies come to me, and their first one is to deal with you!"

Qing Fengyang shook his head and said, "I'm never afraid of killing people."

"You... why don't you understand, brother?" Qin Yan said helplessly: "It's not a question of whether to kill or not. Well, since you are so persistent, can I let you be my friend? Friends help each other, there should be no problem with this, right? If you don't understand anything in swordsmanship, you can naturally ask me, okay?"

"In my life, there are only two types of people. The first is a master, and the second is an enemy. The former is a life and the latter dies. I will not have friends, nor will I make friends." Qing Fengyang shook his head, then knelt down and said respectfully: "Please accept me as his disciple!"

"My nephew, I think Qing Fengyang is quite sincere. In order to take you as his teacher, he even cut the waist card of the Qingjian Sect in half. I think you should accept him." Lord Ying advised from the side.

Qin Yan was helpless: "Okay, for the sake of Lord Ying, I will let you be my registered disciple, but you have to remember that being my disciple is a very hard thing. Perhaps you will have different ideas on such a small thing, or on a big thing. Since I am your master, from now on, you can do whatever I ask you to do, and you are not allowed to postpone it."

"Yes, my disciple knows." Qing Fengyang's face was delighted.

The registered disciple is still a disciple at least, so he is not greedy for anything.

In his eyes, it was already a rare thing for Qin Yan to teach his sword skills. He did not expect to get anything else, but only hoped to allow his sword skills to grow rapidly.

"What are you still standing there? Why don't you hand over your sword to your nephew?" Lord Ying smiled.

After hearing this, Qing Fengyang stood up immediately, dragged his sword with his hands to Qin Yan, and said, "Please take the sword!"

Qin Yan shook his head and said, "Look, you made a mistake in this first point."

Qing Fengyang was stunned. Could it be that he did something wrong?

He remembered that when he first entered Qingjian Sect, he followed the sect leader of Qingjian Sect.

Seeing his confused and puzzled look, Qin Yan stood up and said, "The sword is the second life of a swordsman and the companion of a swordsman. I want to ask, can you hand over your wife to someone else?"

Qing Fengyang was stunned and shook his head and said, "No."

"Since you can't, why did you hand over your sword to me?" Qin Yan took his sword from Qing Fengyang's hand and said, "The sword is the soul of the swordsman, the second life of the swordsman, and the companion of the swordsman. To practice swords, you must be loyal to the sword, love swordsman, and study hard, so that you can practice better sword techniques."

"It's the master, my disciple understand." Qing Fengyang clasped his fists.

"Next." Qin Yan threw his sword over and said at the same time: "You must always remember that the sword in your hands is not a weapon to kill, but your partner. So the first lesson you have to learn is the Sword of Integrity."

"This... this disciple has learned it." Qing Fengyang said.

"Have you learned it?" Qin Yan smiled and said, "Then why did you give me the sword just now?"

When Qin Yan asked that, Qing Fengyang immediately lowered his head.

At this time, Lord Ying explained: "Nephew, a swordsman must hand over his sword to his master before he becomes a disciple. This is the rule left by his ancestors."

"It's okay if you don't have this kind of rule." Qin Yan said seriously: "If a swordsman loses his favorite sword, it means that a tiger has no teeth and a bird has no wings. Is this really good?"

After hearing Qin Yan's words, Qing Fengyang and City Lord Ying both began to reflect.

Indeed, what will a swordsman become after losing his beloved sword?

Maybe it's easy to deal with, the swordsman can choose another sword.

But is it really good to do this?

The atmosphere suddenly became silent...

Time gradually passed ten days.
Chapter completed!