Chapter 15

"No, let the senior brother be the head, I am the first to disagree, as the master of the sect, I don't know how to learn and have no skills, how can I guide the disciples of the sect to cultivate?

If it goes on like this, before the Dao Xuan faction can make a move, the Northern Xuanmen will be destroyed!"

Lao Jiu retorted very resolutely.

"Who said that I can't instruct the disciples, Lao Jiu, I'll instruct you today!"

Li Xiuxuan said as he walked out from behind Xu Ye and looked directly at Lao Jiu.

The first generation of the head named him as the head, and Li Xiuxuan was justified.

However, what he wants is not only justifiable, but also to use his strength to subdue Fang Haoting and Lao Jiu.

Now, Li Xiuxuan's realm is already eightfold True Qi, ranking third among the disciples of the same generation in the Northern Xuanmen.

The first disciple of this generation of Beixuanmen, Fang Haoting, has 10 true qi, but his age is 28 years old.

The second is the fifth junior sister who left with the head of Mo Bai, who is younger than Li Xiuxuan, but the realm is true qi and talented, but I don't know if I can come back.

This is only the realm of true qi, if you count the real fight, Li Xiuxuan is more confident, after all, he still has a set of evil sword spectrum.

This sword cultivation method is evil, but the power is not trivial.

"Tell me, you're worthy too!"

Lao Jiu snorted coldly, the one he looked down on the most was Li Xiuxuan.

"Senior brother, you have thought about it, the ninth junior brother is ranked last, but his strength is 6 levels of true qi, and his strength is very strong!"

Du Yuanping hurriedly said.

"Lao Jiu, don't be presumptuous, obey the instructions of the patriarch!"

Fang Haoting also said.

"Since some people are not convinced, it doesn't hurt to challenge it!"

Xu Ye took a few steps back and got out of the way.

This is something that Li Xiuxuan has discussed with him a long time ago.

Lao Jiu was immediately overjoyed and said, "The ancestor is wise!"

After complimenting, Lao Jiu pointed his finger at Li Xiuxuan and said, "Senior brother, I have long wanted to teach you a lesson, in the past, there was a master to take care of you, but now no one can help you!"

His voice fell, his body was vertical, and next to the weapon rack on the right side of the courtyard, he stretched out his hand and drew a long sword.

Zheng Zheng.

With a shake of the sword light, he was really angry, Lao Jiu put on a clean and beautiful starting pose, and then raised his eyebrows at Li Xiuxuan, and mocked disdainfully: "Senior brother, come on, I'm waiting for your guidance!"

Li Xiuxuan smiled calmly, and pretended to be profound: "I have been hidden for so many years, this time, I must reveal my true skills in front of you!"

The words fell, and Li Xiuxuan took a step forward.

At this step, Li Xiuxuan's breath was completely released.

Xiao Wuxianggong, formless and unphased, makes it difficult for people to spy on the real kung fu and breath, but now that he has let go of his breath, he suddenly feels the eightfold realm of his true qi.

Zheng.

At the same time, a saber also appeared in Li Xiuxuan's hand, which was long and narrow as a whole, and the sword body was purple, releasing a mysterious light.

"What?

Lao Jiu showed a ghostly appearance.

This senior brother who has to sleep until three poles on weekdays, how can a lazy and lazy elder brother be a true qi eightfold?

"Take me a sword!"

Li Xiuxuan snorted violently, and his voice was accompanied by the sound of a sword, like a dragon's roar.

In an instant, a purple sword light flashed, rushing out, the sword light was deep and ethereal, it was the starting style of the thirteen swords of Beixuan.

This sword is not a very advanced swordsmanship, and even in the Northern Xuanmen, it can only be regarded as an entry-level sword technique.

But at this moment, the starting style of this move of the Thirteen Swords of Beixuan was displayed by Li Xiuxuan, and it was actually as fast as thunder, and it released a fierce sword qi.

Zheng.

With a sword roar, the Dolan Sword went straight to Lao Jiu's right wrist at a speed that was difficult for both eyes to catch.

Lao Jiu was originally shocked by Li Xiuxuan's true qi realm, and he relieved himself a little, but at this moment, Li Xiuxuan's amazing sword slashed, and he couldn't react at all.

"Not good!"

Lao Jiu was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had also cultivated this sword, but it was far less powerful than what he was in front of.

Li Xiuxuan's sword was too fast, and in just a thought, it had already come to his wrist.

"Be merciful!"

Fang Haoting exclaimed.

With Fang Haoting's exclamation, Lao Jiu felt a chill in his wrist, and the purple sword almost touched his skin, but it stopped at the last moment.

By the slightest margin, his right hand could be abolished.

Call!

Lao Jiu breathed a deep sigh of relief, and at this time, he realized that in just a moment, his back was actually soaked, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Looking at Li Xiuxuan's expression again, it was very bland, and his face was full of confidence.

"Second junior brother, don't worry, learn from the same disciples, point to point, I know this!"

Li Xiuxuan said very confidently.

"The swordsmanship is free, and the thirteen swords of Beixuan are complete?"

Lao Jiu instantly understood.

"Lost? I actually lost to a lazy guy, and besides, I was defeated in one move?"

Lao Jiu's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't believe that such a thing would happen.

On the side, Fang Haoting and Li Shenglan were also shocked, at this moment, they felt that the person in front of them was so unfamiliar.

In fact, Li Xiuxuan is really not the person they knew before.

"No, this doesn't count, you hid your strength, and you took me by surprise, which distracted me!"

Lao Jiu roared suddenly, his eyes full of anger.

"Lao Jiu, you lost, you are not the opponent of Senior Brother!"

Fang Haoting hurriedly shouted.

"No, although his true qi is two realms higher than mine, the thirteen swords of Beixuan are complete, but the thirteen swords of Beixuan are only beginner swordsmanship, and I still have a chance to perform more advanced swordsmanship. ”

Lao Jiu refused to admit defeat.

"Okay, I'll give you another chance!" Li Xiuxuan spread his hands indifferently and said, "This time, you make the first move, and I'll take a look at the higher and more profound swordsmanship you said!"

"Okay, this is what you said first, then I'll let you see my Lingyun Sword Technique, this is one of the Northern Xuanmen Peerless Sects!"

Lao Jiu's voice fell, the long sword in his hand shook, and his whole body rushed over, as if he was about to fly up, very light.

At the same time, his swordsmanship also stabbed at Li Xiuxuan's chest, this sword, fluctuating, like a white cloud in the sky, mysterious.

However, there is nothing mysterious in Li Xiuxuan's eyes, because for him, the speed of this sword is too slow, and the changes in sword moves are all in sight, and there is nothing mysterious.

"The swordsmanship is not bad, but it's a pity that you haven't cultivated to the home!"

The corners of Li Xiuxuan's mouth pulled out a contemptuous smile, and then Dolan's sword flickered, and the long sword drove straight in, only to hear the sound of clanging swords, and the purple sword light actually penetrated Lao Jiu's Lingyun swordsmanship, and the sword spine slapped on Lao Jiu's wrist.

Syllable.

With a soft sound, Lao Jiu exhaled in pain, his wrist was sore, and the sword suddenly couldn't hold on, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

One sword, another sword.

Moreover, Li Xiuxuan's sword is still the thirteen swords of Beixuan, the most basic swordsmanship of Beixuanmen.

At this moment, Lao Jiu stood in place, his head blank.

"The basic swordsmanship has not been cultivated to the fullest, and it is in vain to learn the swordsmanship of the higher gods!" Li Xiuxuan pretended to be forced with a calm expression.