The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

The moment Ye Xuan got the sword, Xuan Xiao suddenly felt a sound coming from the wind.

The rain was pouring down, and the voice could not be heard clearly at all, but there was a sudden feeling of depression in my heart, as if the sky was falling.

Kumu also felt this way, his senses became more acute, and there was an elusive smile at the corner of his mouth.

After Ye Xuan got the sword, his body started to move on its own. The wild wolf that was knocked away stood up, still a little dizzy, shook his head, and attacked crazily again!

This time, Ye Xuan's sword danced with a sword flower in his hand, and stabbed directly towards the wild wolf. The wild wolf was never afraid of death when fighting, so he pounced directly on Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan squatted down and jumped from the wild wolf. The sword's belly slid down, and the sword did not come out. It only moved the hilt, and touched the wild wolf's belly directly. The wolf's huge body fell to the ground directly.

Suddenly something powerful happened here, which shocked everyone, including Ye Xuan. His dantian had been destroyed, how could he exert such a powerful force!

Ye Xuan went to find Fang Mu again, but the man was gone.

ah!

The battle between Yelu Han and the White Wolf King was unexpectedly defeated. Ye Xuan glared at the ground with his feet, and his body flew up as if he had recovered his spiritual power. He blocked Yelu Han's falling body from the air. The person was stabilized and landed smoothly.

Ye Luhan looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief. The majestic and arrogant lord of Emperor Xuan City was back again.

When they landed, Ye Luhan staggered with Ye Xuan, Chai Dian fell to the ground. After Ye Xuan stood firm, he immediately drew out his sword. The White Wolf King raised her big claws, each one was very sharp, Ye Xuan The speed was very fast, but the White Wolf King was even faster. Ye Xuan had to switch from stabbing to defending, and slapped his sword hard with a claw. Ye Xuan felt a lot of pressure, and his body shook. Unable to hold on any longer, he knelt on the ground on one knee.

Roar!

The White Wolf King was still able to exert his strength, and Ye Xuan was so pressed that he couldn't breathe. Yelu Han stopped at this time, and immediately led his men to kill him again.

The White Wolf King suppressed Ye Xuan, but Yelu Han suddenly killed him. As a wolf, his eyes were full of murderous intent. He raised his claws to deal with Yelu Han and avenge his eyes.

"brute!"

As soon as Ye Xuan got out of the restraints, his whole body flew up like a spring. This time he did not attack head-on, but jumped directly onto his body. Just now, Ye Xuan felt that he was a white wolf. Spiritually, he grabbed the white hair on his head and put the sword across his neck.

"Beast, stop now, or I won't be polite!"

I don’t know what kind of sword it is, but it is stained with rust. The White Wolf King definitely doesn’t care. He just wants to throw Ye Xuan off his body. It jumps more than ten meters from the ground, but Ye Xuan is dead. Grabbing his hair,

Now Ye Xuan has become much more merciful. I don’t know why. He could have killed the White Wolf King directly with one sword, but he still didn’t do it. After the White Wolf King tried several times, he still couldn’t get Ye Xuan out of his hands. He was thrown off his body, so his strength was consumed a lot, and he fell to the ground and started calling other wild wolves.

The wild wolves that were still fighting suddenly surrounded him. Ye Xuan suddenly released a huge amount of energy with a look in his eyes. This power not only made all the angry wild wolves stop, but the White Wolf King also became silent. Come down.

That look just now!

Yeluhan felt the bone-chilling cold, and he couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground. Some people fainted without knowing it.

The four Xuan Xiao people were also taking shelter from the rain.

Long Zhan was practicing his sword in the rain, and Xuan Xiao told him that he must be able to cut through the shower curtain!

Duan Ziyun didn't believe what kind of power it was to be able to cut off the shower curtain, but Xuan Xiao just used a wooden stick and did it easily. Duan Ziyun knew how powerful this sword master was.

"I don't know how City Lord Ye is doing now!" Duan Ziyun said silently.

Xuan Xiao used a wooden stick to write and draw on the ground to pass the boring time, and just replied.

"Perhaps he has received some kind of guidance!"

"What is some kind of guidance?" Duan Ziyun was confused.

Sword cultivation is different from other cultivations and is divided into air cultivation and sword cultivation.

Under normal circumstances, someone who has practiced Sword Clan cannot practice Air Clan, but under certain conditions, a person can practice both Sword Clan and Air Clan.

The method of this kind of cultivation lies in how to use your own Qi to break through your own eight extraordinary meridians. If you succeed in practicing it, you will become a peerless master.

Duan Ziyun listened to the general idea. To put it bluntly, it was necessary to break all previous cultivation levels before he could have the opportunity to practice the two techniques.

"Did anyone do it?"

"Of course, Senior Dugujian did it, and my senior brother also did it!"

Just dead wood?

Duan Ziyun suddenly became alert, no wonder he was so strong.

Although Xuan Xiao didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that in the history of the Sword Saint Sect, although there were only five people who had mastered it, the Sword Saint Sect had existed for more than a thousand years.

One of them was Po Jun from eight hundred years ago.

While the two were chatting, suddenly Long Er's shout woke them up.

"Brother, brother, you did it!"

They saw Long Zhan standing in the heavy rain, and the shower curtain in front of him was directly hijacked by some force. Although it was only such a small piece, he really did it.

call!

Long Zhan's maturity speed simply exceeded his imagination, and it also exceeded the speed of everyone in the Sword Saint Sect.

He was not wrong, at such a young age he was the pride of heaven.

"How did you do that?" But Xuan Xiao was not as excited as he expected, but instead felt impatient and even worried.

He rushed into the rain and grabbed him tightly: "Have you ever practiced Fruit Sword Sect before!"

Long Zhan didn't even know what Jian Zong was, he just said whatever he wanted.

"Uncle Xuanxiao, I don't know what Sword Sect is, but suddenly my mind went blank, and then I seemed to see a little crack appearing in the rain, and then I slashed directly along the crack."

Xuan Xiao grabbed his small shoulder and unconsciously increased his strength. Long Zhan grimaced in pain, but he didn't make any sound.

Xuan Xiao thought silently in his heart: "If what he said is true, then this is Feng Jin. In the Sword Saint Sect, there are many people who will never understand the secret of this Feng Jin, but he..."

Thinking of this, Xuan Xiao suddenly stared at the sword in Long Zhan's hand.

"Could it be that this sword is the sword of Po Jun back then, Nirvana!"