Ye Xuan's voice, neither big nor small, fell on the ears of the Joyful Saintess and the others, but it was like a flood of thunder.

In particular, the words "pretending to be a saint" deeply pierced the heart of the arrogant and lonely saintess.

In the hall, the face of the Saintess of Freedom was pale, and her face could not hide her anger, and her deep cold eyes were as cold as frost and snow at this time, which made people shudder.

"Boom!"

The Joyful Saintess stood up suddenly, stared at the pitch-black night sky outside with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "No matter who you are, you must die." ”

As she spoke, the gentle right hand of the Saintess fell on the table, only to hear a "boom", and the table was instantly shattered into powder.

"This ......"

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little more afraid in their eyes when they looked at the Saint Maiden.

Previously, the Joyful Saintess repelled the Linghu Sword with one palm, which was impressive.

Undoubtedly, the strength of the Joyful Saintess is indeed incomparably powerful for all to see.

In the other courtyard, that person dared to speak disrespectfully and insult the free saint, which was simply asking for his own death.

"Everyone, do you dare to go with the little girl?"

The Lady of Freedom chuckled a few times, and on her veiled face, at this moment, she wiped a few traces of cold color, and said in a deep voice.

"Why don't you dare!"

The envoy sent by Kongtong was a middle-aged man, who couldn't help but chuckle a few times and said.

And the other major sects also nodded indifferently and followed the Joyful Saintess to the other courtyard.

On a dark night, the stars and moon hung high between the sky and the earth, and a sticky and cold moonlight splashed on the earth.

A thin man in black, thinly clothed, with nothing in his hands, just stood coldly in place, his deep eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Who are you?"

The Saintess of Joy led everyone to the courtyard, and it was pitch black all around, and by the moonlight, the Saintess of Freedom looked at the thin figure and asked.

"Nameless!"

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, and said indifferently: "Before, I heard you say that if Ye Troll is here, you can kill him within fifty moves, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"Huh. That leaf troll is just a merge realm, even if he breaks through the Mahayana realm, he is just garbage. If it can be an opponent of a powerhouse like me? ”

The Saintess of Freedom was extremely arrogant, and when she looked at Ye Xuan, she couldn't help but feel a little more contemptuous and mocking, and said indifferently: "You insulted me before?" ”

"Not bad."

Ye Xuan nodded, looked at the Shangqing Zhenren who was standing behind everyone, and said, "The envoy of Penglai Immortal Mountain is really immortal wind bones. ”

"Huh."

Shang Qing Zhenren couldn't help but smile and said, "I will not participate in the battle between you." ”

"That'll be fine."

Ye Xuan smiled, looked at Linghu Jian, whose face was pale and his body was injured, and said, "Jian'er, when you see the teacher coming, don't you still salute?" ”

“……”

Ling Fox Jian had long known that the man in black was Ye Xuan, but at the moment, he couldn't expose Ye Xuan's identity at all.

Otherwise, Ye Xuan will definitely die!

And the reason why Ye Xuan showed up was nothing more than to help Ling Fox Sword take revenge, and to clean up the arrogant and rampant Saintess by the way.

In this way, Ling Fox Jian will not tell Ye Xuan's identity.

Ling Fox Jian smiled bitterly helplessly, so he had to hurry forward, knelt in front of Ye Xuan with a "poof", and said, "Apprentice to meet the nameless master." ”

"Huh?"

Ling Hu Feng looked puzzled, and said in surprise: "Jian'er, when did you recognize a master again?" ”

"Father, the nameless master respects the unparalleled swordsmanship, so the child makes his own decision and worships him as a teacher."

Ling Fox Jian coughed lightly and hurriedly gave Ye Xuan a few looks.

At this time, Ye Xuan took over the words and said, "Master Linghu, I've been looking up for a long time." ”

"Nameless...... Unparalleled swordsmanship? ”

Fox Feng was even more surprised, the light in those eyes was a little more cunning, and he said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Nameless, who are you learning from?" ”

"The name of the family teacher is secret, and it cannot be mentioned at will."

Ye Xuan smiled and said in a mysterious way.

At this moment, I saw a palm print as soft as a boneless and light as the wind, striking towards Ye Xuan at a rapid pace.

"Jian'er, why don't you lend the sword to the teacher?"

Ye Xuan stared coldly at Linghu Jian and shouted.

"Yes."

Ling Fox Jian hurriedly took down the rock giant sword behind him and threw it directly to Ye Xuan. He knew that the weapon Ye Xuan used was a rare divine weapon in the world, and once it was taken out, it would undoubtedly expose Ye Xuan's identity. Therefore, Ye Xuan could only borrow his sword to fight the Joyful Saintess.

It's just that the rock giant sword, which weighs a thousand catties, is not at all something that ordinary sword cultivators can use.

Ling Fox Jian was not sure in his heart whether Ye Xuan would be able to use the Rock Giant Sword.

But the situation in front of him was changing rapidly, and he couldn't think about it at all, and the rock giant sword was thrown to Ye Xuan by him.

Almost at the same moment, Ye Xuan got up in the air and caught the rock giant sword that weighed a thousand catties.

"Good sword."

Ye Xuan took the rock giant sword, only to hear a "bang", a very terrifying sword momentum, which was immediately blessed on Ye Xuan's body.

"Zla!"

The sword momentum on Ye Xuan's body was raging, it was terrifying, and the surrounding airflow was instantly cut off, and he couldn't get close to Ye Xuan at all.

"With my sword, I will cut you like a dog!"

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, faced the soft and boneless palm print, and rushed forward directly.

"Boom!"

A dull sword roar rang out.

The Saintess of Freedom, at a young age, is a powerhouse in the Tribulation Realm, and her cultivation and strength are naturally not to be underestimated.

I saw her burst into a loud shout, and her immature voice and eyes let out a terrifying shout.

Immediately.

A blue-blue brilliance appeared on the surface of the Joyful Saintess's body, slowly condensing into several blue-blue shackles.

Undoubtedly, this shackle is the proof of the powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm!

The powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm, once he makes a move, the thunder is accompanied by divine power, and the power is endless.

The palm slapped by the Saintess of Freedom was even more ferocious, and the palm wind was extremely fierce, and the powerhouses of other sects around him trembled when they saw it, and they kept praising it.

"It is worthy of being a free saintess, this move [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] was refined by her to the extreme, and it is extremely powerful."

"Not bad! The Holy Maiden of Freedom is a disciple of the Immortal Descendant, and the methods she cultivates are undoubtedly supreme. This move [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] is enough to defeat that guy. ”

The envoys of several other ancient sects all knew very well how powerful the [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] used by the Joyful Holy Maiden was.

However, Ye Xuan's swordsmanship was unremarkable!

What's more, the rock giant sword in Ye Xuan's hand had just been taken over from Linghu Sword.

For a swordsman, if the sword does not leave his body, if the sword is broken, he will die, but Ye Xuan doesn't even have a sword, can he also perform supreme swordsmanship?

The crowd did not believe it.

"One move is life and death."

Ling Hu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly a few times, and said, "The strength of this Joyful Saintess is indeed very strong. ”

(End of chapter)