Chapter Twenty-Eight: Raising the Sword

Watching Han Fei walk towards the Black Slaughter, Liu Yunfei suddenly felt that something was wrong, Han Fei's power was clear to her, a young master who spent all day in the Cloud Palace, cultivation was the thing he didn't care about the most, but Qingquan Ancestor Han Wanquan was extremely fond of him, so Han Fei's cultivation was the worst one in the entire Cloud Palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at Liu Yunfei, and saw that the latter's expression was flat and not angry, so she was a little relieved, wait, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt wrong, why did she feel like a third party, her face immediately turned crimson.

Han Fei didn't walk to the waist of the sword like the others, but walked to the hilt of the sword.

The sword is held in the hand to kill the enemy, what does it look like from the waist of the sword, Han Fei thought so, so he walked towards the hilt of the sword.

Qiu Xiangshan never thought that Han Fei would be able to hold Black Tu at all, and when he saw Han Fei walking towards the hilt of the sword, he was even more determined in his thoughts, so he simply turned his back and just ordered Han Fei to leave after Han Fei failed to raise the sword.

The taste of disdain on Chu Yunping's face was very strong, because it was very close, he also heard the words that Feng Xiaoxiao asked Han Fei to pretend to be just now, and there were only three people in the group present who said that Han Fei was mentally incomplete, and Chu Yunping was one of them, and he had no reason to believe that a mentally imperfect fool could raise this sword.

"Hey, hey!"

Han Fei smirked, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and lifted it up, but the Black Tu was easily picked up by him.

A group of people on the martial arts arena were instantly petrified, how could this be possible? I'm afraid it's a question that all of them want to ask.

Chu Yunping looked at Han Fei in shock, although he was very reluctant to accept this fact, but the Black Slaughter was in Han Fei's hands, this was an unchangeable fact.

Liu Yunfei frowned slightly, is this still the Han Fei he knew before, how heavy the black slaughter is She knows better than anyone else, all the weapons on the Mortal Realm Hundred Weapons List have a detailed introduction in the Middle Palace Divine Court.

Soon Liu Yunfei's brows relaxed, and she suddenly thought of one thing, when Qinglong fled to the mortal realm with Han Fei, he also took one thing with him, that is, Juxing, she was smart and she immediately thought that Juxing was in Han Fei's body, and only in this way could it be explained.

The West Palace and the people of the Three Palaces had been looking for Juxing who had not been found for so long was actually in Han Fei's body, thinking of this Liu Yunfei's brows furrowed again, was it true that the East Palace colluded with the Demon Domain?

Just as Han Fei was holding the Black Slaughter, a trace of star power continued to flow from Han Fei's body towards the Black Slaughter.

Scold!

Rows of black figures appeared in front of Han Fei, and Han Fei counted eighteen of them, each holding a sword in his hand.

Qiu Xiangshan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and the imaginary laughter did not come, but there was an eerie silence.

Feeling wrong, Qiu Xiangshan turned around violently, just in time to see Han Fei holding the black slaughter in a daze.

"Xiaoxiao, this sword is much better than my sword."

Han Fei's words brought everyone back from their shock.

Feng Xiaoxiao ran towards Han Fei happily, completely forgetting the existence of Qiu Xiang Mountain.

"Dasha, you're amazing."

"Xiaoxiao, this sword formation is very good, and there are eighteen little clay figures."

"Little clay figurines? Where is it? Feng Xiaoxiao wondered, she didn't see any little clay figures, but she knew that Han Fei wouldn't lie to her.

At this time, Qiu Xiangshan had recovered from the shock.

"Whoever told you to run around, go back." Qiu Xiangshan shouted loudly.

Feng Xiaoxiao grimaced at Han Fei and ran back to her seat.

"Bring me the sword." Qiu Xiangshan said to Han Fei in a cold voice, at this moment he still didn't believe that Han Fei had raised the Black Slaughter, he thought that there must be something wrong with the Black Slaughter.

Han Fei thought that Qiu Xiangshan wanted this sword, so he immediately handed the sword over, but as a result, Qiu Xiangshan's hand just touched the black slaughter and Han Fei let go.

Boom! Hei Tu slammed into the ground, almost hitting the foot of Qiu Xiang Mountain.

Qiu Xiangshan's face was flushed, but there was no reason to want to be angry, after all, he didn't catch the sword, so he could only be angry.

Qiu Xiangshan thought to himself that this sword could only be used with the hilt, so he also learned from Han Fei to hold the hilt, but it almost flashed to the old waist.

"You're giving it a try." Qiu Xiangshan said to Han Fei with one hand on his waist.

"Can you give me this sword?" Han Fei asked.

Qiu Xiangshan thought about it, the Ninth Senior Uncle could no longer use this sword now that he had cultivated to Dacheng, if Han Fei could really use the Black Slaughter like the Ninth Senior Uncle, wouldn't the Immortal Sect have another Ninth Senior Uncle.

"Okay, as long as you can raise it above your head, this sword is yours."

Han Fei immediately bent down and held his sword above his head.

"Can you dance a few times?" Qiu Xiangshan said excitedly.

Han Fei slashed a few times in the air like a green bamboo.

"Okay, well, this sword will be yours from now on." Qiu Xiangshan said excitedly, he couldn't wait to go to the inner sect to report the good news to the sect master.

Han Fei nodded happily, he could see that he liked this sword very much, as soon as he held this sword, eighteen black villains would appear.

……

On the martial arts arena, Qiu Xiangshan shouted passionately: "Now I tell you, let you raise your sword is to exercise your basic skills in holding a sword, for a swordsman, the sword is his life, just imagine a swordsman can't even hold his own sword tightly, it is equivalent to throwing his life to the enemy." ”

Because of Han Fei's reason for lifting the Black Slaughter, Qiu Xiangshan went to the Inner Sect after his lecture.

After Qiu Xiangshan left, a group of people surrounded Han Fei.

"Brother Han, you are really powerful, even the Ninth Senior Uncle was just like this back then."

"That's it, Brother Han, even Senior Brother Winter of the Inner Sect is not as good as you."

"Winter is a fart, he just held Hei Tu for a few seconds, but our Han brothers are holding Hei Tu with one hand as easily as holding a wooden stick."

……

Most of the people in the group came to pat Han Fei's ass, making Feng Xiaoxiao and Liu Yunfei on the side directly speechless, just now this group of people was still mocking Han Fei in full swing, and now Han Fei raised the black slaughter to set it up.

Liu Yunfei was even wondering whether to tell Qian Jizi whether this group of people was suitable to become disciples of the Immortal Sect, but fortunately, not all of them had this virtue.

At this moment, Chu Yunping was cold, as the eldest young master of Immortal Sword Villa, he had always been surrounded by everyone, and now all the aura was snatched away by Han Fei, and even the person he liked was taken away by Han Fei, Chu Yunping couldn't understand why Feng Xiaoxiao liked a fool.

Thinking of this, Chu Yunping clenched his fists, and secretly swore in his heart that one day he would definitely regain these honors that belonged to him, how could the eldest young master of his dignified Immortal Sword Villa lose to a fool, as long as he could control the ten thousand swords, it would not be easy to raise the black slaughter, and the cultivation of the Dao was Dao heart and cultivation, what was the use of having great strength, after all, he was just a fool.

Inner Sect, the main hall of the Immortal Sect.

Qiu Xiangshan looked excited, he rushed all the way from the martial arts arena of the outer sect, he didn't care about his appearance, he was dusty, and he was covered in stinky sweat.

"Master, something is important...... Event. Qiu Xiangshan said breathlessly.

Before Qianjizi could speak, the six elders first shouted angrily: "Qiu Xiangshan, look at your appearance, where is there still a little bit of the immortal posture of the Immortal Sect people, besides, who allowed you to call the sect master Master, have you fed the dogs all the rules of the Immortal Sect you learned?" ”

The rules of the Immortal Sect, but whoever becomes the sect master, whether it is a senior brother or an apprentice, must be called the sect master.

Although Qiu Xiangshan is a disciple of Qianjizi, he must also call Qianjizi the sect master.

Qian Jizi looked at Qiu Xiangshan, quite helpless, there was nothing he could do about this stupid disciple Qian Jizi.

"What's the matter?"

"Division...... Sect Master, today I asked the disciples of the outer sect to hold the sword of the Ninth Uncle, and one of them held the sword of the Ninth Uncle for three seconds, and another person actually wielded the sword as freely as the Ninth Uncle did back then. Qiu Xiangshan said excitedly.

"Qiu Xiangshan, who allowed you to let the disciples of the outer sect use that sword without permission?" The Seven Elders stood up on their green onion seats, their eyebrows upside down, and they roared angrily.

;