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"You said that I'm not worthy of being called a sword cultivator?"

Mo Bai was stunned for a moment before reacting.

When he regained his senses, he was enraged, staring coldly at Heng Yanlin.

Ever since he had started practicing sword arts, even the elders in the sect had praised his sword arts talent after seeing him.

Furthermore, after that, he used the flying sword to kill who knows how many people of the same cultivation level.

Yet now, he was being ridiculed by Heng Yanlin in such a way, which immediately caused a cold intent to surge in his heart.

As a sword cultivator, being called unworthy of being called a sword cultivator was the most humiliating thing that could happen.

Heng Yanlin heard and looked at the other party, "Is that not the case?"

Heng Yanlin asked, as a sword cultivator, he was merely a ban left behind by the Core Formation Cultivator, yet he could not break it, how could he have the face to say that he was a sword cultivator?

Heng Yanlin felt a little ashamed looking at the other party, when did the threshold for sword cultivation become so low?

Do you really think that if you really meet the Core Formation Cultivator, they will only foolishly lay down a restriction and wait for you to chop him down?

Just from that one strike just now, the other party had already died who knows how many times!

"Brat, you have to understand what you're saying!"

Mo Bai took in a deep breath, and looked at Heng Yanlin with an extremely cold and gloomy expression.

At this moment, he was truly infuriated, but he didn't think that there would be a day where he would be so insulted.

If it wasn't for the fact that Heng Yanlin was a disciple of Jiuhua Sect, he probably would have been prepared to directly kill Heng Yanlin in front of him with a single slash to wash off the humiliation he had just received!

The disciples by the side, upon hearing Heng Yanlin's words, were instantly enraged.

"He is the most talented sword cultivator in our sect, but you actually dare to insult him like this. I'm afraid you don't mind that you've lived too long!"

"Kid, do you know Mo Bai? He actually dares to speak so arrogantly at this moment!"

If this Life Core Formation elder criticized Mo Bai to such a degree, it would still be reasonable, but the Heng Yanlin in front of him, was clearly just a Core Formation Cultivator.

However, at this moment, he actually said such words. This caused them to be extremely infuriated, and they did not even try to be polite when they spoke.

Looking at Heng Yanlin's face, he seemed to be an ascetic.

It was normal for the sect to have such bitter cultivators, but this did not mean that the other party could casually insult Mo Bai, and insult Jiuhua Sect's number one sword cultivator!

"Your entire body's aura has yet to even be assimilated into the flying sword, so your aura is actually quite sharp, like a sword, but what's the use of it? Did you raise your sword with your body? You only use your sword to kill your enemies, for people like you who use flying sword s, can those who use flying sword s to kill their enemies be called sword cultivators? "

Seeing the other party looking at him with extreme unwillingness, Heng Yanlin immediately sneered, and then said repeatedly.

"When did you become a sword cultivator? Any flying sword that can control the sword and kill your opponent will become a sword cultivator!" Is it so cheap to be a sword cultivator? "

As Heng Yanlin spoke, he looked into the other party's eyes.

Mo Bai originally looked at Heng Yanlin with a cold expression, and was even prepared to teach him a good lesson.

Since the other party was a disciple of their sect, they might as well take his life. However, this humiliation couldn't just be forgotten.

And at this time, Heng Yanlin's string of questions directly entered his heart, causing his face to immediately turn deathly pale.

Since when did being able to control a sword and kill an enemy make one worthy of being a sword cultivator?

When these words reached his heart, it directly shattered a trace of his pride.

He actually had this question a long time ago.

What was the threshold for swordsmanship? ~ Could it be that the one who can kill the enemy with the flying sword is a sword cultivator?

If that was the case, then wouldn't there be no threshold?

After all, Immortal Cultivator and ordinary people had an incomparably huge threshold, and this sword cultivator didn't?

He did not know in his heart, but he was able to ride his sword and kill his enemies.

Therefore, he gave his own definition.

Sword cultivators were cultivators that could kill cultivators of the same cultivation level and could even jump levels to challenge and kill high-level cultivators. Only then could they be considered sword cultivators!

But at this moment, Heng Yanlin's words had completely shattered his own definition.

Mo Bai was a little hesitant in his heart, but also a little lost. At this moment, the palms that held the flying sword, were slightly trembling.

"Swordsmanship shouldn't be like this."

After a long while, Mo Bai said in an incomparably hoarse voice.

He knew that by saying this sentence, he would be denying that he was a sword cultivator.

However, even he himself knew that he was not a sword cultivator at all!

As such, he looked at Heng Yanlin in front of him.

The disciples at the side were all Immortal Cultivator s. Even though Mo Bai's words were a little soft, they could still hear him clearly.

Hearing these words, everyone burst into an uproar!

Was the meaning of Mo Bai's words not clear enough?

The other party was saying that he was not fit to be a sword cultivator, and he was not one at all!

Originally, they thought that Mo Bai was about to display his might at this moment and teach the Heng Yanlin in front of them a lesson. But who would have thought that Heng Yanlin's few words would directly shatter his opponent's pride!

"Senior brother Mo Bai, don't listen to his words so easily. This will cause your sword heart to fall behind!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Mo Bai must hold on to his sword heart!"

The fellow sect members were extremely anxious as they hurriedly spoke out.

Any sword cultivator would have a sword heart, and if Mo Bai were to speak of himself in such a manner, he wouldn't even be considered a sword cultivator. In the future, sword cultivators could be crushed!

If this happened, without Jianxin, Mo Bai's strength would plummet. If he didn't adjust then it wouldn't be impossible for the other party to make a step further in the future!

This situation naturally made everyone anxious.

"Jianxin?"

Hearing this, Heng Yanlin looked at Mo Bai as if he was curious about something, as though he was looking at something extremely interesting.

And after that, as if he had seen something, Heng Yanlin sneered and spoke with disdain.

"What kind of Sword Heart is this? Even something that doesn't seem like a shell is called Jianxin, otherwise, your swordsmanship would be countless times better than yours! "0

After Heng Yanlin finished reading it carefully, he said this without the slightest bit of mercy.

With regards to this sword cultivator, the more Heng Yanlin looked at him, the more disappointed he was. The more he looked, the more he felt that there was no saving him.

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