Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

Just as he was about to leave, Ye Ziyang landed in front of him with Shen Yixie, giving him a huge shock.    

"Senior Brother Ye." Ye Ziyang cupped his hands.    

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows.    

"It's like this. My disciple, Shen Yixie, is obsessed with sword arts. Senior Brother Ye's sword skills must be higher than mine, so I would like to ask Senior Brother Ye to give me some pointers." Ye Ziyang said.    

When he said this, Ye Qingxuan was immediately stunned.    

It's not Big Brother. Your understanding of sword arts is more than a level higher than mine. You don't want me to teach you, but you want me to teach you?    

Are you his master, or am I his master?    

If I, a half-assed swordsman, teach a brat, then wouldn't this brat not even have a half-assed teacher?    

Shen Yixie disdainfully cast a glance at Ye Qingxuan, thinking in his heart, This hero's comprehension in the way of the sword is something that even this master is amazed by, can you teach him well?    

To be honest, Shen Yixie only wanted to know how to step into the Jianghu from Ye Qingxuan. He was also skeptical about Ye Qingxuan's strength.    

"Junior Ziyang, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's that my sword skills are really not high." Ye Qingxuan was not lying. This was true. If Ye Qingxuan did not have the abyss, it would take him a lot of effort to slash out the sword Qi.    

Ye Ziyang's mouth twitched. If your swordsmanship is not high enough, then who is? You... You are already a Sword Dao Supreme. Tell me, your sword skill isn't high enough?    

"Senior Brother Ye, don't be modest." Ye Ziyang laughed dryly.    

I'm modest? 'I want to be humble too, but my strength doesn't allow it...' Fine, my impression of a master is carved into their bones.    

"Alright, I'll release one move. If you comprehend this move, I'm afraid that your Sword Dao skill will be unmatched in Cultivation Realm." Ye Qingxuan said in a serious manner.    

Anyway, no matter how he explained it, they wouldn't believe him. He might as well fool them and let them leave earlier.    

" Oh?" Shen Yixie looked at Ye Qingxuan with interest.    

"Watch carefully." Ye Qingxuan raised the abyss. Instantly, a monstrous killing intent swept across the surroundings.    

Fortunately, the surrounding disciples had already dispersed.    

Then, the special effect appeared. Ye Qingxuan's body was wrapped in white light, and he gave off the aura of a saint.    

There was a faint black light on the Abyss Sword. Combined with Ye Qingxuan's white light, it was like a pair of black and white devils.    

"This... What a powerful killing intent!" Ye Ziyang narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Qingxuan.    

Ye Ziyang's sword kept shaking!    

Not only Ye Ziyang's sword, but the swords of all the swordsmen in Qingyun Holy Land kept shaking.    

Ye Ziyang lowered his head and looked at Shen Yixie's sword. He couldn't help but feel terrible in his heart.    

F * ck me, ten thousand swords recognize me as their master!    

Shen Yixie felt that it was boring. Instead, he turned pale at Ye Qingxuan and asked with some doubt, "Master, why is he still glowing?"    

"This is a rare phenomenon. Only those with outstanding talent or great luck can have it." Ye Ziyang said.    

"Can I?" Shen Yixie blinked his eyes.    

"Of course." Ye Ziyang smiled.    

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan spoke. He was calm, but he did not lose his dignity and said, "Abyss!"    

"Rumble!"    

Almost immediately after he said those two words, the sky exploded with thunder.    

Ye Ziyang's sword flew out uncontrollably and landed on top of Ye Qingxuan's head. It kept flying in circles. Looking at him, it seemed like he was trying to please Ye Qingxuan.    

Shen Yixie's sword also flew out. How could Shen Yixie let it go? He immediately grabbed it and refused to let it go. However, his sword struggled out of his hand.    

Shen Yixie stretched out his index and middle fingers, wanting to pull ___ back. Everyone's sword could drip blood to recognize its owner, but the sword held on.    

"My chivalrous virtue!" Shen Yixie panicked, wanting to take the sword back, but was stopped by Ye Ziyang.    

Ye Ziyang shook his head at him and gave him a reassuring look. Only then did Shen Yixie stop.    

Almost at the same time, all the sword cultivators from the Qingyun Holy Land flew into the sky.    

"F * ck, my sword!"    

"Who the f * ck stole my sword while I was sleeping?!"    

"My holy sword! My Holy Sword!"    

"My sword! How can I live without you!"    

"My sword, come back quickly!"    

Countless disciples of Qingyun Holy Land wanted to pull the sword back, but they just didn't listen to their orders.    

Wanxiang Sect.    

"F * ck, my spiritual link!" Zhao Tianqi pulled the sword with all his might, but why was this sword flying east without a care for its own life?    

Zhao Tianqi would not let go. This was his lifeblood. He was good at sword arts. Letting go was equivalent to halving his combat strength.    

"Hey, hey, hey!" The strength of the sword suddenly increased. It forcefully pulled Zhao Tianqi away and flew towards Qingyun Holy Land.    

Immortal Sect.    

Chen Tian's sword also flew towards Qingyun Holy Land, but he only took a sip of tea.    

"Many swords... Puff!!" Before Chen Tian could finish his words, he saw his fifty plus flying swords fly away.    

This caused him to be unable to care about anything else, and he immediately chased after them.    

Qingyun Holy Land.    

At this moment, over ten thousand flying swords had already gathered above Ye Qingxuan's head!    

"Gulp." Shen Yixie looked at this scene in shock. He had never seen such a big scene in his life.    

"Myriad Returning Swords... This is Myriad Returning Swords!" Ye Ziyang shouted twice. Myriad Returning Swords was a top level sword art!    

This was the first time he had seen Myriad Returning Swords when he was a hundred years old. How could he not be excited?    

Shen Yixie was so shocked that he could not speak, even though he did not know how powerful this move was!    

The disciples had also arrived. They wanted to see who dared to steal their swords. En? It was Senior Brother Ye? Then it's fine.    

All the disciples came with angry faces and went back with smiles on their faces. What a joke! When Senior Brother Ye used his sword technique, shouldn't he run further away?    

They weren't angry that Ye Qingxuan gathered their swords. Instead, they felt proud.    

Zhao Tianqi had also arrived. His sword immediately flew into the air and threw Zhao Tianqi down.    

Zhao Tianqi coughed awkwardly.    

Chen Tian was also thrown down by his sword. He stared fiercely at Ye Ziyang's enemy. His eyes were red.    

However, Chen Tian stared at Ye Qingxuan with a shocked expression. "This man is the legendary Ye Qingxuan?"    

"That's right." Ye Ziyang nodded. "Senior Brother Ye's understanding and attainments in the way of the sword are stronger than us."    

"What a joke. I don't think so. That day, I lost to you purely because of my sword." Chen Tian curled his lips.    

Ye Ziyang wanted to refute him, but Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and said lightly, "Slash!"    

Whoosh!!    

Ye Qingxuan swung his sword at a huge mountain that was 3km in size. This sword was accompanied by tens of thousands of flying swords!    

Bang!    

In almost an instant, the mountain was razed to the ground.    

"This..." Chen Tian was speechless.    

Almost at the same time, everyone could clearly feel that their swords were under control. Hence, they all gathered together.    

Ye Qingxuan smiled at Shen Yixie and said, "What is it? Did you see it clearly?"