Ignore the ** naked disregard!

"You dare to hurt me, you dare to hurt the Holy Son of the Holy Gate!"

A low roar came from the mouth of the Holy Son, and his eyes were full of murderous eyes staring at Wang Xian who was leaving forward

That contempt, that look of indifference, made his face even more gloomy.

"Leave your name, and soon after, I'm going to kill you and slaughter you with my own hands!"

Seeing Wang Xian's figure, the Holy Son said cruel words coldly again.

Wang Xian paused, and slowly turned his head to look at the young man: "You don't have a chance!"

The corners of the Holy Son's mouth cracked, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he stared at his arm, and said in a cold voice: "It won't be long before I will kill you!"

Wang Xian looked at him, his eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he turned to leave.

"Holy Son, are you alright?"

"Holy Son, let me see your injuries, I have the elixir here!"

"It's okay!" said the Holy Son coldly, looking at the injury on his shoulder, his face gloomy.

"Holy Son, if it weren't for this kid's sneak attack, if it weren't for the fact that you didn't bring the Heavenly Demon Qin with you, kid, Holy Son, you can abolish it casually!"

A young man stared at Wang Xian's figure and patted his ass at the Holy Son.

"Humph!"

The Holy Son's face was cold, he looked at Tang Yinxuan with a calm face, and asked coldly, "Who is he?"

Tang Yinxuan frowned slightly when he heard the Holy Son's words, and slowly shook his head: "Holy Son, I have some things, so I'll go back to the sect first!"

She said, turning and leaving.

"Tang Yinxuan, stop, the Holy Son asks you!"

A female disciple of the Tianyin Sect shouted coldly at Tang Yinxuan.

Tang Yinxuan ignored it, and said softly again: "Holy Son, I'm sorry, I don't owe anything, I'm going back to rest!"

After speaking, she quickened her pace, sighed slightly helplessly, and rushed towards Tianyin Gate.

"Okay, good Tang Yinxuan!"

Seeing Tang Yinxuan's figure disappear, the Holy Son's face became gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he walked directly outside.

"Holy Son!"

Several disciples shouted worriedly.

"Go, check that kid's identity for me!"

The Holy Son turned his head and said coldly to one of the disciples.

"It's the Holy Son!"

The Tianyin Sect disciples were taken aback and hurriedly said.

The Holy Gate and the Son are not something that anyone can provoke.

Those who dare to provoke, die!

......

"Young Master!"

Wang Xian entered the presidential suite, and the Demon Blue Dragon Demon Abyss and the seven dragonmen of the Abyss immediately shouted respectfully.

"Well, put the information you found there!"

Wang Xian waved his hand at them, picked up the materials and walked towards the bedroom.

"Yes!"

The group nodded, and walked outside.

And at this moment, on the ninth peak of Jiufeng Mountain in Ning City, Tang Yinxuan came to the room slightly tired.

Put the guqin on the table behind you and look to the side.

There were two guqins there, one of which was full of cracks and was clearly repaired.

But the repaired guqin is no longer usable.

The other guqin is all blue, and it looks very precious and beautiful, which is a guqin given to her by her master.

This Qingqin was obtained by her master at a great cost, and according to her master, this is a sixth-grade guqin.

Everything has a level, and the same is true for weapons, the level of weapons is the same as that of humans, in fact, among the levels, only the level of the spirit herb elixir is very different from other objects.

Weapons are divided into level one, level two, level three, and level four, and when the weapon exceeds level nine, it is called a metamorphosis spirit weapon, that is, an innate spirit weapon.

The innate spirit weapon has spirituality, and when a weapon reaches the innate spirit weapon, it will have some incredible abilities.

For example, Zhan Lu in Wang Xian's hand, Zhan Lu is not something that ordinary people can have, and the golden peak qi attached to it, ordinary martial artists can even be killed by Zhan Lu if they hold it.

But in the same way, if there is a martial artist level 8 or 9 master holding Zhanlu, he can easily skip the level and challenge.

Even, the ninth level of the martial artist is holding Zhanlu, and he can destroy the half-step innate nature.

This is the horror of innate spirit weapons, but there are very few innate spirit weapons in this world.

Alchemists are almost non-existent today, and the art of alchemy has been lost, and all the well-known weapons are all handed down from ancient times.

The sixth-grade Qingqin is very precious.

Her master's guqin is also a sixth-level.

Tang Yinxuan looked at the box containing the guqin, the box was very ordinary, and there was even a trademark on it.

"Suzune!"

She looked at this trademark brand and smiled, Lingyin, which is currently the world's first-class guqin brand.

The price of a customized and exquisite guqin can reach hundreds of thousands, or even more expensive.

However, this so-called brand guqin, for her, is simply no different from ordinary guqin.

There is no way to compare with the Qingqin given to him by her master next to her.

"A peerless powerhouse, there is no sincerity at all, slam the door!"

Tang Yinxuan pouted slightly, looking very cute.

I'm afraid that only when she is alone will she show this lovely scene.

"Ordinary is ordinary, my mother gave me an ordinary guqin!"

Wang Xian didn't care too much, she was not ready to accept this guqin.

When the case was opened, a quaint, dark red guqin appeared in front of him, with traditional characters written on the guqin.

In the center of the position, two traditional characters, Tang Yinxuan was stunned, and looked at the two two words on it blankly.

"Trumpet bell, trumpet bell!"

She muttered twice, followed by a change in her face and a hint of shock in her eyes.

She immediately put her hand on the top of the bell.

"Hum, Bell!"

Suddenly, a pleasant voice came into her mind, like a fairy sound, which shook her whole body.

For a moment, she felt that her body was full of strength, her eyes were clear, and the aura in her body was spinning rapidly.

"The bell, it's a bell!"

Tang Yinxuan's body trembled slightly, her hands trembled, gently stroking the guqin, touching every string, her eyes were full of incredulity.

"The world's first guqin, the bell, the most famous guqin master in history Boya used the guqin, later passed to the head of the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants, one of the five tyrants of the Qin Qin Qi Heng Gong, the sound of the piano is loud, like a bell stirring, the horn rings, deafening, rumored that Qi Henggong is on the battlefield, with the bell to play the sound, enhance the momentum, become the head of the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants!"

Tang Yinxuan muttered in his mouth, and a trace of heat and love flashed in his eyes.

"The bell, the legendary innate spirit weapon, I didn't expect it to ......"

She muttered and gently stroked the bell, slowly calming her mood.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately turned the bell open, and a delicate red sword hung at the bottom.

The long sword is called the Sword of Love.

Tang Yinxuan bit her lip, her face turned slightly red, and her eyes flickered.

"How could a married man do such a thing?"