Xuantian Sect, practice Sword Peak.

On the empty mountain, dozens of white-clothed teenagers were practicing swords, dazzling spiritual power wrapped in the long sword, and the blade of the sword pierced the air and shook in the air.

Not far away, a group of young men in sackcloth looked at them stupidly, their eyes full of envy.

"If only I could be one of them, then I can also learn and practice swords, and I am excited to think about it!" said a young man in Mai.

"Let's dream! People are disciples of Xuantian Sect, and we are sword slaves, how can we practice swords like them!"

"If you want to become a disciple of Xuantian Sect, it's simple, just learn Lin Xuan!" a yin and yang strange voice sounded.

All the Mai boys laughed, but their eyes were all looking at the same place.

In the woods, there was a young man in sackcloth, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate face and a somewhat thin body, and he held a long black iron sword, which kept stabbing out. Sweat had already soaked his clothes, but he didn't know it.

"Lin Xuan, hmph, just a waste like him, he won't be able to become a disciple of Xuantian Sect for a hundred years! Not to mention anything else, among us, he is at the bottom, how can he become a disciple of Xuantian Sect?"

"That's right, I heard that a few days ago, he wanted to impact the Condensation Pulse Realm, but he failed, vomited blood, and his cultivation even fell to the third order of body refining, and he still hasn't recovered!"

"Just him, he has practiced the same swordsmanship every day for the past three months, and it is still a bland kind, it is estimated that he has practiced stupidly!"

Many people's voices were very loud, Lin Xuan heard these words, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his heart, but the hand holding the sword became even harder, and he continued to practice the sword with a small face.

On the path of martial arts, refining the body is the foundation, and the condensation realm is the entry, only by opening up the spiritual veins in the body, can you have the opportunity to go further on the road of martial arts.

"Brother Wang is already the ninth order of body refining, if you break through to the condensation realm, don't forget us!" Seeing that Lin Xuan was unmoved, these Mai teenagers scolded one after another, and then began to curry favor with a teenager beside him.

"That's for sure, Brother Wang will be able to break through in two months, and maybe he will be able to become a disciple of Xuantian Sect by then!"

Wang Yang glanced at Lin Xuan disdainfully, and then said, "It won't take two months, at most one month, I will be able to break through!"

"Really, Brother Wang is mighty......" The young men in sackcloth around them clapped their ass.

"Brother Wang, you see how arrogant Lin Xuan is, why don't you teach him a lesson. ”

Wang Yang had long been dissatisfied with Lin Xuan in his heart, he glanced at the white-clothed disciples who practiced swords, and estimated that it was still a long time before resting, so he got up and walked towards Lin Xuan.

All the Mai boys followed one after another, ready to see Lin Xuan's jokes.

Lin Xuan was concentrating on sword practice, he rushed forward, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight away, the sword light flashed, and a sword mark was left on the trunk.

In fact, they didn't know that Lin Xuan had been practicing this trick for three years. From that day on, he practiced this sword technique every day, and no matter what the situation, he never stopped.

A stone flew towards the back of Lin Xuan's head, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the force was so fierce that it was terrifying.

Lin Xuan leaned over, narrowly avoiding the blow, he stopped and looked at him with some anger. I saw Wang Yang standing not far away with a group of young men in sackcloth, looking like he was looking for something.

"Yo, your body is good, can you avoid this?" said Wang Yang with a smile.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Xuan shook the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice. Just now, if he slowed down, I'm afraid there would be an extra blood hole in his head, he has no grievances with these people, but they are so vicious!

"I heard that you have practiced a sword technique for three months, and it must be extraordinary, so take it out and let us see it. ”

Lin Xuan looked at them coldly, without words.

"What, don't you dare? Or do you have practiced for three months and have no effect at all?" Wang Yang said with a very arrogant smile.

"Brother Wang, show him a hand and let him know how good you are!"

"Boy, let me tell you what swordsmanship is!" Wang Yang stepped out, and a fierce aura gushed out from his body, like a dull volcano, which could erupt at any time.

"It's worthy of the ninth order of body refining, and the breath alone makes me uncomfortable!" said many Mai boys in shock.

Wang Yang sneered, he pulled out the stainless steel sword, danced a sword flower, and then stabbed at Lin Xuan with a sword.

The young men in Mai widened their eyes, wanting to see Lin Xuan's powerless appearance on the ground, they had long been annoyed with this incompatible guy, everyone was a sword slave, what are you pretending to be an uncle!

Lin Xuan sighed, his somewhat pale hand grasped the black sword, and the next moment, his eyes became extremely sharp.

Draw the sword, take it up, stab it, close it.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and when everyone came back to their senses, they found that Lin Xuan had put away the black iron long sword and stood coldly.

"Impossible, this can't be!" Wang Yang turned his head in horror, a strand of his hair was cut off, and there was a blood mark on his neck, and a trace of blood was pouring out.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped, they couldn't have imagined that Wang Yang's cultivation of the ninth order of body refining would be defeated by Lin Xuan, who was of the third order of body refining, and it was still a one-move victory.

"Who is this Lin Xuan, and what kind of swordsmanship is he practicing?"

"What's the matter, what are you doing here, you want to rebel!" a sharp voice sounded.

"It's bad, the disciples of Xuantian Sect are going to rest. All the young men in sackcloth trembled, and they all had smiling faces on their faces, and greeted those white-clothed disciples.

"Master, are you thirsty, this is the Nine Nights Spirit Tea, I made it overnight!"

"Young Master, the Secret Spirit Pill, quickly recover your strength, you eat one. ”

All the young men in sackcloth grovelled to take care of those white-clothed disciples, even that Wang Yang was no exception, he put away his frightened expression and quickly ran towards a white-clothed disciple.

"Master, your elixir. Wang Yang said respectfully.

The young man took the pill, swallowed it in his mouth, glanced at Wang Yang's neck, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"What's the matter, how did you get the wound on your neck?" asked Chen Feng, a young man in white.

"Master, master......" Wang Yang's body trembled a little, if he let the master know that he lost to a third-order person refining his body, I am afraid that his end would be miserable.

At this time, other white-clothed disciples also came around, and some sword slaves told what had happened, and everyone looked at Lin Xuan.

"A sword slave, how dare you be so bold, believe it or not, Young Master Ben killed you!"

"It seems that you are getting more and more unruly!"

"Young Master, he is Miss Tang Yu's sword slave. Someone reminded.

"Oh, Tang Yu has changed to a sword slave? ”

"What, do you have an opinion?" a crisp voice came from outside the crowd, and then a girl in a pale white tights walked in.

This girl has delicate facial features, fair skin, a proud figure, and slender legs.

Many people secretly swallowed their saliva, and even those white-clothed disciples had dry lips and shiny eyes.

"Lin Xuan, let's go. Tang Yu directly ignored these people, threw the sword in his hand to Lin Xuan, and then left side by side with him.

"Do you want to let them go like this?" some disciples were not convinced.

"Don't worry, Tang Yu, I can't move, but a little sword slave will kill him every minute. Aren't you going to go into the mountains tomorrow to prepare for that event, take this kid with you, and let him feel it well!"

"Dare to provoke me Chen Feng, you are doomed!" The white-clothed disciple looked at Lin Xuan's back and showed a cruel smile.

Lin Xuan followed the long-legged beauty all the way, attracting the attention of many people, of course, most of these eyes were looking at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu didn't care about these gazes at all, she looked at Lin Xuan with a smile and said, "I saved you, how are you going to repay me?"

"Well, thank you. Lin Xuan said seriously.

"You-"

The girl bit her silver teeth lightly, her little face was puffed up, and she stared at Lin Xuan with an unkind expression, but as if she had thought of something, she blinked her eyes and said softly: "Lin Xuan, there is something wrong with my sword, you can help me take a look." ”

The girl handed over a long sword, the dark green scabbard, made of the finest demon animal skin, with several gems facing it, shining in the sun.

Lin Xuan didn't care about this at all, he grabbed the long sword, pulled out the sword body, and looked at it carefully.

The aqua blue sword body was like the sky, but there was a small black spot on the tip of the sword, which made the luster of the entire long sword dim a lot.

"Hey, you don't care about your sword at all. Lin Xuan muttered as he cut his finger with the blade of the sword, causing the blood to flow out, and the finger was stained with blood, and soon the black spot disappeared, and Lin Xuan let the blood flow through the entire blade of the sword, and then stopped the movement in his hand.

"Alright. He handed the sword to the maiden.

The girl happily took the long sword, waved it in the air a few times, and made a whirring sound of breaking the air, the blood had long been submerged in the sword body, and the whole long sword was like a sapphire.

"Stand!" The girl shouted coldly when she saw Lin Xuan turn around and leave.

"Tang Yu, the sword has been repaired for you, what else do you have to do?" Lin Xuan sighed and said helplessly.

"I want to practice swords, and you fight with me. Tang Yu pulled out his long sword angrily.

"Eldest sister, you are a fourth-order spirit of the condensation vein, you let a third-order spirit disciple of body refining make a move with you, you want to kill someone!" Lin Xuan immediately refused.

The disciples who have reached the Condensation Pulse Realm are called Spirit Disciples, while those who have reached the Body Refining Realm are Spirit Disciples.

"Don't worry, I won't use my spiritual powers. The corners of Tang Yu's mouth hooked up a smile, and with a twist of his wrist, the blue long sword suddenly stabbed over.

"This girl is really!" Lin Xuan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly raised his sword sideways to block it, and with a ding, the two swords intersected, and Lin Xuan only felt a strong force coming, shaking him back three steps.

"I didn't use my spiritual power!" Tang Yu said with a grin, the long sword in his hand changed again, like a gust of wind hitting Lin Xuan.

"Hee-hee, this is my newly learned Qingfeng Sword Technique, how about you try it. ”

The long sword in Tang Yu's hand swung in gusts of wind, blowing Lin Xuan's clothes fluttering. "Damn, it's like this again, every time you learn a new swordsmanship, you will practice with me!"

Lin Xuan had been a sword slave in this Xuantian Sect for three months, and in these three months, he didn't know how many times he had been tortured by this little demon, and every time he accompanied her to practice swords, he would definitely have a color on his body.

Thinking of this, he only heard a stabbing sound, and his clothes were cut out of a long mouth, Lin Xuan was annoyed in his heart, and the long sword in his hand began to fight back frequently.

Although he has never been able to penetrate the spiritual veins and cannot truly cultivate, in terms of sword moves, Lin Xuan's talent is very high, and those ordinary sword techniques have also become magical in his hands, as if he was born with this ability, which is why Tang Yu often asks him to practice swords.

Seeing that Tang Yu didn't use his spiritual power, Lin Xuan's long sword swung and drew a half arc in the air, picking Tang Yu's attack aside, and then directly slashing down, slashing at Tang Yu's wrist.

Tang Yu was frightened, and the Qingfeng sword technique danced, trying to defuse this attack, but Lin Xuan's sword was like a poisonous snake, pressing forward step by step, and every time it accurately and skillfully blocked her moves.

"Hmph!" Tang Yu was annoyed in his heart, and unconsciously used his spiritual power, and a ball of light emitted from the blue long sword, knocking Lin Xuan away at once.

Poof!

Lin Xuan flew upside down two meters and fell to the ground, the qi and blood in his chest surged, in front of the spiritual power, he was like a small boat in the angry sea, which would be overturned at any time.

"If I could open up the spiritual vein, I wouldn't have fallen to such a point!" Lin Xuan thought of this, his expression darkened.

"God, you gave me such a good qualification, but I can't get through the spiritual vein, so you can play me to death!"

Seeing Lin Xuan pretending to be dead on the ground, Tang Yu walked over and kicked him: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead, I didn't use my strength." ”

Lin Xuan was in pain, and sat up with a sigh: "Give a spirit pill to recuperate, otherwise there will be no one to accompany you to practice swords in the future." ”

Tang Yu glanced at him, reluctantly took out a vermilion pill and threw it over. Other people's sword slaves grovel and listen to their masters for everything, but this Lin Xuan is good, he ignores her, and his shelf is bigger than her.

However, this Lin Xuan always had a unique opinion on swordsmanship, and the Wenyang Sword was also better than other sword slaves, so Tang Yu just bullied and bullied him, and didn't dare to really break him. Since practicing swords with Lin Xuan, her swordsmanship has improved a lot in the past three months.

"You are also a kendo genius, but unfortunately you can't cultivate spiritual power, so you just follow Miss Ben honestly, and you won't be at a loss!" Tang Yu comforted him and left.

Lin Xuan took out a white porcelain vial, put the vermilion elixir into the vial, and then carefully put it away. This is a healing elixir, the effect is wonderful, he always collects the elixir and keeps it for use when he needs it.

After putting away the elixir, Lin Xuan walked towards his hut, he wanted to reach the ninth order of body refining as soon as possible and try to impact the spiritual vein again.