The faster your heart is, the faster Qin Hao's sword is.

The core essence of "Flying Sky and Swordsmanship" is that only the world's martial arts are fast and not broken. The sword techniques included in the sword score are all known for their speed.

A yellow lightning broke through the silent void, and the sword light burst out, swallowing thousands of miles of energy like a tiger.

Qin Hao held the sword in both hands, and the shadow was as bloody as his sword's attack speed. The speed of this sword was exerted to the extreme that Qin Hao could bear at present. The sword light flashed by, and the sword energy was fleeting.

Just when the blade of Frost's sadness was still one inch away from Qin Fuyao, the blade suddenly stopped and Qin Hao's figure suddenly stopped.

A force of unresisting resistance lightly blocked Qin Hao's sword strike.

Qin Hao's eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot.

This is the ultimate sword that Qin Hao swung. His original intention was just to ask for advice, hoping to force Qin Fuyao to take action and thus appreciate Qin Fuyao's swordsmanship.

But reality is more cruel than dreams. At this moment, Qin Hao suffered an unprecedented heavy blow!

At this moment, Qin Fuyao stood there and had not moved, and the sword on her waist had never been unsheathed.

Qin Hao looked closely and saw Qin Fuyao pinching a small wooden sword about ten centimeters long at the tip of his right finger.

This small wooden sword is small and exquisite, ordinary, and looks less than eighteen centimeter-long Xiao Qinhao. At most, it can only be regarded as a small accessory hanging on a bracelet.

What is shocking is that Qin Fuyao used this small wooden sword less than ten centimeters to easily block Qin Hao's strongest attack!

"The eldest princess is worthy of being the first female sword saint of the Holy Yuan, and her swordsmanship is superb!"

"When dealing with a young boy, the Fuyao Sword Saint needs to unshelf the sword. He only needs a small wooden sword to control Qin Hao!"

"Although Qin Hao's swordsmanship is not bad, it is a natural difference compared to our eldest princess, with an insurmountable gap between them!"

Everyone present was ignited and they praised Qin Fuyao's name as the sword saint.

Qin Hao's eyes were dull. He finally heard from the words of the people around him that the woman in front of him turned out to be the number one female swordsman in the Shengyuan Galaxy system and was known as the "Fuyao Sword Saint".

Qin Fuyao's voice pulled back Qin Hao's thoughts: "Boy, is this sword your limit?"

"Senior, my mother called me to go home for dinner. Can we have a conversation another day?"

Qin Hao was about to retreat, saving his life is important.

"If this is your limit, then your swordsmanship... is too bad!"

As soon as Qin Fuyao finished speaking, he swung his fingers, and the small wooden sword leaping on his fingertips burst out with a vast sword intent.

Qin Hao felt that he was surrounded by the sword energy that was scattered into the sea, and instantly fell rapidly, hitting heavily on the floor in the center of the Holy Soul Palace Square.

With a bang, a huge sword mark gully appeared on the ground, spreading thousands of meters.

Qin Hao lay in the sword marks gully, coughing violently, falling to death, and his clothes were shattered by the sharp sword energy.

From beginning to end, Qin Fuyao stood there without moving a step.

The small wooden sword was still leaping on Qin Fuyao's fingertips, like a simple flying knife, or like a dancing elf.

Using the Qilu sword is a routine operation for Qin Fuyao.

Qin Hao finally climbed out of the sword marks and his figure was in a mess. He looked at the small wooden sword that Qin Fuyao had just used, and was shocked.

"This old woman is really powerful, her swordsmanship is far above me."

Qin Hao has just understood the primary method of "Flying the Swordsman" and his swordsmanship is immature. If he has to compare with Qin Fuyao, the female swordsman who has been famous for thousands of years, it will be half a pound of eight taels (Qin Hao is half a pound of scrap iron, and Qin Fuyao is eight taels of gold).

"Senior, junior Qin Hao thanks you for showing mercy."

The first thing Qin Hao did was to thank him. He knew that Qin Fuyao had no intention of killing him, otherwise the sword just now would be enough to restore Qin Hao's factory settings.

"You kid is self-aware, and you know that I am merciful to you."

Qin Fuyao's wrists were shaking, and the small wooden sword was hidden in his sleeve. This small wooden sword, which was only the size of a palm, was called "Xianjian", as the name suggests.

The people present were not fools, but everyone could see that Qin Fuyao deliberately did not kill Qin Hao. Because this woman wanted to kill Qin Hao, she just released water and released the entire Pacific Ocean.

Although Qin Fuyao had no good first impression of Qin Hao at the beginning, he was Qin Xuan's son after all.

Qin Fuyao is Qin Xuan's aunt. She has watched Qin Xuan grow up since she was a child and taught Qin Xuan's sword skills.

So even if Qin Hao's bloodline is impure, Qin Fuyao is reluctant to kill Qin Hao.

"The sword this kid just now had some Xuan'er's sword intent, and some strange aura that even I couldn't understand... So who did this kid learn the sword from? What a weird thing~"

While Qin Hao stared at Qin Fuyao, Qin Fuyao was also examining Qin Hao.

After the battle just now, Qin Fuyao developed a strong interest in Qin Hao's swordsmanship, but he didn't know that this was the mystery of "Flying Swordsmanship".

Qin Hao stood firm, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, held the sword in both hands, and made a posture of charging strength again.

Qin Fuyao raised his eyebrows: "What, you still have to fight against me, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Senior, I want to see the sword on your waist unsheathed."

"Oh? Qin Hao, with your current strength, you are not worthy of seeing Long Yuan unsheathed."

"It turns out that the senior's sword is called Long Yuan, which sounds nice."

Qin Fuyao pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "I'll give you some time. When will you be able to catch my small wooden sword? I will let you see Long Yuan unsheathed."

"Senior, I will give you some time too. It won't take long to surpass you in swordsmanship. I don't have much time left for you. I hope that the senior will cherish the title of the First Sword Saint of the Holy Yuan, because this name is about to change hands."

Qin Hao’s meaning is very obvious. He wants to seize the title of the First Sword Saint of the Holy Yuan.

After hearing this, Qin Fuyao shook his head and sneered: "Young and frivolous guy, who gives you the confidence?"

"My father gave me confidence, he said I would become the number one sword in the world."

"Qin Xuan? Humph, your father's sword skills are taught by me!"

"My mother said that the Yangtze River pushes the old waves, and I will shoot you and my dad on the beach."

Qin Fuyao was stunned for a while and smiled angrily.

"Qin Hao."

"Senior, please speak."

"You should think about how to deal with the current crisis first. If you die here, how can you challenge me in the future?"

Leave a sentence, Qin Fuyao turned around and left, no longer prosecuting the crimes committed by Qin Hao.

Although Qin Fuyao would not pursue Qin Hao, she would not help Qin Hao to rescue him. Qin Hao had caused trouble himself.

After leaving, Qin Fuyao murmured to himself: "This child is very special. His swordsmanship is different from anyone. Is it a flash in the pan or a tiger father without a dog son? Let's wait and see for the time being, and let's see it later."

Qin Fuyao left, and the whole audience was silent.

Everyone was confused and didn't understand what Qin Fuyao's attitude was.

Before Qin Fuyao left, he gave no orders. No one dared to decide whether to kill Qin Hao or not.

At this time, a system prompt sound came from Qin Hao's mind:

"Congratulations to the host! Make an agreement with Sword Saint Qin Fuyao to trigger the hidden mission."

"Hidden mission: Go to the appointment within one year, do not borrow other external forces, and use pure swordsmanship to block Qin Fuyao's small wooden sword."
Chapter completed!