4955 Do You Want to Become a Disciple?



At this moment, Yan Fan ignored Jiang Li's reproach and looked at what was happening in the sword screen.

After a long while, he said with uncertainty, "This Junior seems to have broken my sword strike."

"What?" Jiang Li was about to stop the tragedy when he heard that. He stopped in the air and turned around. "What did you say?"

"This Junior seems to be able to break my sword strike..."

As if to confirm his thoughts, the Grass Sword that was originally shattered and about to collapse actually stopped shattering and began to rapidly condense.

In the next moment, the Grass Sword that had almost collapsed reappeared. Its Sword Intent was even more vigorous, and it was filled with a tenacious and majestic force. At the same time, it stabbed at the sword screen that filled the sky again.

Rumble!

It was as if the Heavenly Dao had collapsed, the earth had collapsed, and everything had fallen into destruction.

This was the final collision of the two powerful Sword Intents, so much so that even the Yan power was overshadowed at this moment.

The explosion that was so intense that it could destroy the White Bone Path lasted for a long time.

When the endless sword screen was completely shattered and the incomparably green Sword Intent dissipated, a black-robed figure slowly walked out on the broken path.

Jian Wushuang's face was still calm, but there was a hint of redness at the corner of his mouth.

Although he had calculated everything that could happen, he was still injured. Fortunately, he had made the right bet.

The Flowing Cloud Grass Sword Style was not as exquisite, magnificent, and unparalleled as the Wushuang Sword Dao. However, at this moment, he had successfully helped Jian Wushuang win this move.

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly. The injuries he suffered in this competition were almost negligible.

And all of this was because he had used the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword Style.

If Jian Wushuang had used the Wushuang Sword Dao, he would have been able to take Yan Fan's full-powered sword attack head-on, but he would have to pay a heavy price.

This was because this was the sword of a Sword Immortal.

Jian Wushuang did not want to suffer a heavy price because he would be doomed if he suffered any losses in the following White Bone Path.

Therefore, Jian Wushuang did not choose to take it head-on. Instead, he used the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword Style to deal with it.

The sword style of the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword, from simple to complex, meant tenacity and rebirth. This was enough for him to face it with the least amount of loss.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Walking out of the center of the explosion, Jian Wushuang, who was unscathed and his robe was not even stained with dust, came to Jiang Li and Yan Fan calmly.

The Sword Companions, the Sword Immortals, they finally recovered from their shock.

They looked at each other and then at Jian Wushuang.

To be able to take a Sword Immortal's attack head-on with the strength of a swordsman was something that would not be convincing to the Yan Immortals in any Heavenly Region.

But this scene actually happened.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Fan said, "Young Man, your performance has exceeded our expectations. I'm afraid that in less than a Hua Year, even if your Sword Principle stagnates, you will be able to reach the realm of Sword Immortal."

Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you flatter me. To cultivate the sword, one must focus on one's own luck."

"There's still one last sword move. If I win, can you two Seniors let me go?"

Jiang Li and Yan Fan looked at each other and then said, "Are we that scary that you don't want to stay?"

"Uh, you guys are still considered approachable..." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly. "But I really have something important to do. I need to leave this place as soon as possible."

"If that's the case, if I continue to obstruct you, it will seem like I'm not free and easy," Yan Fan smiled. "This last sword fight is meaningless. You've already proved it to me."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang was secretly delighted. It was undoubtedly the best situation for him to walk out of the Sword Immortal's hands almost unscathed.

"Then this Junior will thank you here."

Yan Fan nodded with a smile. He glanced at Jiang Li, then quickly walked to Jian Wushuang and put his arm around his shoulder.

This action made Jian Wushuang a little confused.

Looking at Yan Fan's malicious face, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Senior, this is…"

"Cough cough, Junior… No, Little Brother Jian, do you want to take me as your master?"

Yan Fan cleared his throat and looked at him with anticipation and enthusiasm.

Jian Wushuang did not know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Senior, I already have a master. I'm afraid I can't."

Yan Fan did not expect this answer. He was a little anxious. "Little Brother, you have to know that you can't just recognize your master randomly. You have to find the one who matches you the most. That's the best."

As he said this, he patted his chest. "Little Brother, as long as you acknowledge me as your master, your master's wife and I will pass on our lifetime's worth of Comprehension to you. Think about it."

The two Sword Immortals had offered such a tempting condition, which was enough to make any swordsman in the Heavenly Region go crazy.

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

Yan Fan was speechless. He had never expected that he would not be able to become someone's master even if he wanted to...

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

"Old Man, how many years have passed, but you're still so generous. Go away, Kid," Jiang Li shouted angrily and then looked at Jian Wushuang. "We'll meet again if we're fated to."

Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

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

Jian Wushuang stopped and looked helplessly at Yan Fan who had caught up with him.

Before he could react, Yan Fan held his right hand and quickly tapped his wrist with his index and middle fingers.

Then, a True Sword imprint the size of an index finger was imprinted on his wrist.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly withdrew his wrist and tried to force out the mark with his Yan power.

"There's no need to waste your effort, Little Brother. This mark doesn't harm you in any way. It's my Sword Intent that can sense where you are. If you're in danger, your master's wife and I will save you at the first moment.."

Before he finished, he was slapped again. Jiang Li put one hand on her waist and was furious.

"What a disrespectful fellow. He's simply a Sword Immortal in vain."

Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly. It was unbelievable that he could get two masters for free even though he had refused to obey.

After silently sympathizing with Yan Fan, who had been beaten up, he solemnly bid farewell to the two Sword Immortals and continued to head toward the end of the White Bone Path.

Yan Fan, who had been dejected, was instantly energized after Jian Wushuang left. He ran to Jiang Li excitedly and said, "How is it? How is our disciple?"