Seeing that Song Yixue’s statement was reasonable and well-founded, the ancestor of Blood Knife immediately said, “Doll, then you can play a set of swords for your grandfather to see. If you play well, you will indeed have some tricks after seeing it. Then the grandfather will spare you. If you play badly, the grandfather will take your life at any time.”

When Song Yixue saw that the ancestor of Blood Sword had his own way, he was very happy. Although he had never taught every move and move by Tiandao Sect, because of the past three years of being a mate in the mountain gate, he often peeked at the disciples of the sect to practice swords. When everyone was asleep, he even studied hard when everyone was asleep. Therefore, Song Yixue's basic skills in swordsmanship were very solid. He also said that Tiandao Sect was originally a well-known sect in the Central Plains, and there were at least hundreds of disciples under the sect, let alone the halls under the Tiandao Sect, etc. His martial arts were naturally profound. Otherwise, how could he have the courage to start a sect in the Central Plains with a wealth of talents?

Song Yixue thought about the sword technique he had learned secretly, and chose the most exciting set of leaf-decided swords, and immediately used it in front of the ancestor of the Blood Sword. This set of swords is considered to be a profound martial art in the Tiandao Sect. It is varied and linked, and it is the best among the swords. Song Yixue is originally a rare talent, otherwise how could he be brought back to the mountain gate by the smile? Not to mention the ability to remember everything, just a set of leaf-decided swords merges his usual feelings and makes him look even more broad. After playing with the sword techniques, the ancestor of the Blood Sword actually saw a very wonderful face.

Fortunately, although the Blood Sword Ancestor is notorious in the world, he can be regarded as a person who keeps his word and is even more disdainful to deceive the younger generation. Therefore, he agreed: "Doll, your sword is good, and it is very varied. The sword hidden in your smile is indeed well-known, but you underestimate your grandfather, you have been famous for your grandfather, you have been famous for decades in the world. You dare not say anything else, but in terms of sword skills, how many people in the world are my opponents. It is true that your sword is a good thing, but it is still not as good as your grandfather, I."

Song Yixue immediately sank to the bottom of the valley. This set of leaf-falling swords was the best treasure he could take. If this could not shock the ancestor of the Blood Sword, then the situation would not be very good.

Fortunately, although Song Yixue is straight-hearted,

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But it was not worth it, and he sneered: "You have high martial arts skills and your mouth is growing on you. You have the final say on what the sword technique is like? After all, I have never seen it with my own eyes, right? How do I know whether what you said is true or false? If you want to find an excuse to kill me, even if I come, I, Song Yixue, will not be a hero if I frown."

"Hey, I said your doll is so interesting. Do you think if you want to kill you, if you want to kill you, you still need to find so many excuses? Just cut it off with one knife."

Song Yixue snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The Blood Sword Ancestor thought to himself that this kid is interesting. I didn't need to prove anything to him. After all, he is not as good as an ant in the eyes of my Blood Sword Ancestor. I am not afraid of his master hiding his sword in his smile. But if he just cut him like this, it would make me the Blood Sword Ancestor too petty. After thinking about it, the Blood Sword Ancestor smiled and said, "You kid, don't think that my grandfather doesn't know what you think. If your grandfather doesn't show the same skill today, I'm afraid you won't be convinced even if you die. Just right, I want you to see that your master's ability to hide his sword in his smile is simply a small witch compared to your grandfather."

After saying that, the Blood Sword Ancestor actually played a set of sword techniques in front of Song Yixue, but when the swords were full of shadows, the qi came, and it was destroyed and destroyed, unstoppable, and it was extremely domineering.

Although Song Yixue hid the knife in his smile, he was seriously injured at that time, and he had already become the last of his strength. How could he have used any martial arts in his smile? Even if the disciples in the sect practiced only in some fur sword techniques, how could he have the power of the Blood Knife Ancestor?

However, although she was amazed, Song Yixue knew that she could not show any timidity in front of this old guy this time. If she had any fear, she would die on the spot today.

After playing with a set of swords, the Blood Knife Ancestor is full of confidence.

"Doll, how do you think your grandfather's sword is compared to the one with your master's smile?"

Song Yixue nodded first, then shook his head, which made the Blood Knife Ancestor very confused.

He asked again: "What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head like this?"

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Song Yixue said: "Nodding is to tell you that your sword is indeed mysterious and can be regarded as a master of martial arts. Shaking your head is to tell you that even if this sword is very powerful, it just looks on the surface. There are too many things in the world that are just like it. You have to really fight it to know how a sword is like. If you really beat my master, then I will naturally admire you, but I have never beaten you. If you ask me how it is, how do you ask me to answer?"

"Hey, your doll is really not crying without seeing the coffin. Since you believe in your master so much, then ask your master to fight with your grandfather, and you will know the result later. At that time, whether you still accept your doll."

"I think too, but my master is not here now, otherwise I must compete with you to see who is the master of swords."

Song Yixue's words finally made the Blood Knife Ancestor understand that this kid had just been delaying the time after talking for a long time. He couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

He said: "Doll, your master can't come today, and I'm afraid you won't be able to save your life today. No one who broke into your grandfather's territory can survive."

Song Yixue knew that his trick was seen through by the Blood Sword Ancestor, and when he saw that the Blood Sword Ancestor was about to take his life, he suddenly had an idea.

"You are right. My master is indeed unable to come today, but it does not mean that he can't come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. It was my master who smiled and asked me to come to you. He said he always wanted to distinguish between you, but he didn't have the opportunity at all. Therefore, he asked me to give a letter of war and ask you for a fight. It depends on whether you dare to accept it. If you accept it, you will be worthy of being a master. If you dare not accept it, my master also said that from now on, you have to retreat to the end when you hear his name."

The Blood Sword Ancestor is also a hot temper. He didn't think about how he could make such a battle book with a smile without any intersection. He just said in a deep voice: "Where is your master? With such a big tone, your grandfather will go to him now to fight to the death to see if it is your grandfather who is great, or if he is better at hiding his sword in his smile."

Seeing that the Blood Knife Ancestor was fooled, Song Yixue deliberately said in a deep voice: "I'll take you there now."

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