Even, when he was in the midst of a sea of fire, figures like Senior Brother of the Holy Hall and the Great Jin National Master all went to look at him with great interest, without mentioning the matter of the righteous demons at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Li Xuan suddenly understood that the reputation of the righteous demon was given by the imperial court. What reputation the court gives you is not based on what you have done, whether you have done good or bad things, but on what you can do for the court and how valuable you are.

If he hadn't gotten the opportunity of the Phoenix Divine Mansion, just by virtue of the notoriety of the young master of the demon thief when Lanshan was fighting demons, I am afraid that he would have been intolerable by all forces and would have killed himself ten thousand times. However, when he got the Phoenix Divine Mansion, he could open the door of life and death, and he immediately had value, and the Son of Heaven and the emperor were all vying to recruit him.

Power!

After all, it is a world where the strong are respected, and power determines everything!

I'm afraid that now, although the Demon Sect is listed as the biggest enemy of the imperial court, however, the Demon Sect leader Chu Tiankuo has the combat power of martial saint cultivation, if he says that he will no longer resist the imperial court, but take refuge in the imperial court. I am afraid that the imperial court will not immediately investigate Chu Tiankuo's guilt, but will reward him, and it is not impossible to pay homage to the prime minister!

In this world, only one's own strength is everything, in order to win fame!

Instead of waiting for the court's handout, it is better to rely on your own strength and control your reputation. Therefore, Li Xuan's heart ignited a fighting spirit, and he wanted to advance to the level of a military general more than ever.

Generals exchange blood. The so-called blood exchange is not to replace the bloodline, but to fuse the internal breath qi with the bloodline. Qi and blood are blended, the mind is connected, and a thought is triggered. After the rank of military general, the blood veins and internal breath qi in the body are no longer separated, but converge into an overall circulation.

The martial artist level opens up the dantian to gather qi, and the dantian and meridians in the body circulate greatly, storing the vitality of heaven and earth, and deriving the qi of internal breath. At the level of a military general, it is to integrate the internal breath in the meridians into the blood and blood, and fuse it into one. Wu will dissolve blood with air, without the slightest trick, and can only be achieved by tempering it thousands of times. In the beginning, the blood and the inner breath were separate and incompatible, like two strange children. If two strange children want to become friends, they can only get to know each other and become good friends through play again and again. Blood and qi are also general, if blood and qi want to be fused, only thousands of times of contact, washing and refining each other, and finally fit, can they be dissolved!

Blood and qi are compatible and dissolved, there is no other way but to temper them!

Thousands of tempers, endless running-in, and finally fusion. Of course, the power of the blood and the power of the internal breath in the battle burst out to the enemy, which is the best way for the blood and qi to melt together! Li Xuan wants to advance to the rank of general, wants to improve his cultivation, wants to strengthen himself, and the baptism of countless battles is the best way.

"Kill him!

"How can I tolerate you if you provoke my Northwest Army!"

"Kill! Those who provoke our Northwest Army will be killed!"

Li Xuan beheaded Yang Lin and hung Yang Lin's head on the gate, which was the biggest provocation to the Northwest Army. Being able to kill Yang Lin, cultivation is naturally unfathomable. However, the Northwest Army was not afraid! The hot-blooded man fought on the battlefield, stepped out, put on the armor, and never thought of turning back, and everyone was ready to be shrouded in horse leather.

In the face of the million-dollar Mongolian Iron Cavalry, the Northwest Army is not afraid, how can a Li Xuan deter the Northwest Army's iron-blooded son!

Yang Lin fell, and the soul of the Northwest Army collapsed.

However, the collapse of the army only means that the Northwest Army has no unified commander and no long-cherished faith, but the sons and daughters of the Northwest Army are still there, still strong like clouds, and still have a monstrous fighting spirit!

Bang bang bang......

"Good! good!"

Li Xuan's eyes shone brightly, and he shouted three times, although he was an enemy of the Northwest Army, he was still infected by the enthusiasm of the Northwest Army. With a bang, Yan Huang's sword came out of its sheath, striding like a meteor, and Li Xuan rushed into the Northwest Army......

......

There is no use of blood shadow escape, there is no Xuanhuang dragon blood, there is no Shenwen Hui sword...... , some are just an invincible and indomitable fighting heart. With the body as strong as a brute beast, with the unpredictable Zixia Three Swords, with the Meteor Sword of the Highest Strength and Yang, and with the Dragon and Phoenix of Yin and Yang, Chengxiang ......

Bloody battles, red and dyed the sky.

Ten kills in one step, his hands and claws cut out his heart and bones, and one by one the corpses fell in front of Li Xuan. Not long after, the generals in the barracks rushed out, and the cultivation of a military general was surging into a vastness. Facing the level of a military general, if he wasn't under siege, Li Xuan would be willing to fight. Now, there is a tide of the Northwest Army in all directions, and Li Xuan doesn't dare to fight against the generals, that is looking for death!

Whoosh ......

Turning on the blood shadow four times, his body was like a ghostly blood shadow, and he escaped from the siege of the Northwest Army in an instant, galloping and running.

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The news of Yang Lin's death was like a hurricane sweeping through Lanshan, shaking the government and the opposition. You must know that there are only a few marquis in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, and all of them are high-ranking and powerful, intimidating one side. In the three hundred years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Yang Lin, Marquis of Jingyuan, was the first to be beheaded and hung his head on the gate!

The 50,000 Northwest Army in the col went completely crazy!

50,000 Northwest Army, nearly 30 strong generals, hundreds of strong martial artists, and countless hot-blooded sons! All over the sky, 50,000 sons of the Northwest Army made a blood oath, and would rather be buried in Lanshan, and the blood would be dry, but also to capture Li Xuan and wash away the shame!

The Shadow Commander of the Imperial Court, living in the Shadow Camp, heard the news of Yang Lin's death, Li Xuan sent all the Shadow Disciples to search for Li Xuan in the mountains and kill him directly. When the people in the shadows left, the commander stayed in the military tent alone, and Li Qian respectfully served around him.

"Li Qian. ”

The commander's eyes closed slightly, he pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Li Qian, grind for me, I want to report this good news to the emperor." ”

Li Qian hurriedly prepared rice paper, pen and ink, and grinded it carefully. The commander gently raised his pen and dipped it, waved his pen widely, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "It's good to die, it's good to kill, but it's easy to worry......"

......

High wind, mountain tops, white clouds at the feet, from time to time cranes on the branches, fairy feathers cry. The Templar Senior Brother stood quietly in the wind, and after hearing the news of Yang Lin's death, he was stunned here for a long time. Nangong Wen stood behind him with his head bowed respectfully, his brows furrowed, and his face was a little gloomy.

"It shouldn't be...... It shouldn't be......"

The Templar elder shook his head slightly, his eyes flashing with doubt. Nangong asked a step forward, his face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "I...... I...... , I didn't kill Lu Renyi and lived up to the teacher's expectations......"

"Huh"

Senior Brother Templar smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, when did the teacher let you kill Lu Renyi?"

"But ......"

Nangong Wen frowned, staring at the folding fan in his hand. The folding fan in his hand is a simple folding fan, but no matter how simple the folding fan is, it has the pen and ink of the temple teacher, and it is contaminated with the spirit of the temple teacher, which is a treasure in the world.

Senior Brother Sanctuary took the folding fan, looked at the landscape ink painting on the folding fan lightly, and said with a smile: "Before you left, the teacher gave you pen and ink Danqing, not to let you suppress people with literary temperament, but to save your life." Actually, passerby B is not important, he is just the patriarch of the Wu clan. All you have to do is to save your life with the Folding Fan Tone, but without using the Teacher's Tone, defeat the elder brother of the Elder Hall......"

After speaking, Senior Brother Templar returned the folding fan to Nangong and asked, turned around slightly, and looked at the mountains and clouds from a distance.

Nangong asked, his eyes lingered, hesitated for a moment, and then bowed down and asked, "Senior brother, I heard that Li Xuan ...... , is our Holy Church going to deal with Li Xuan?"

The Holy Hall elder smiled slightly, did not turn around, and said lightly: "The Holy Hall is the Holy Hall, the teacher preaches, we listen, that's all, it's not a Jianghu sect." Why do we want to deal with others? I heard that you have an old relationship with Li Xuan, hehe, don't worry, I won't deal with Li Xuan. ”

Call......

Nangong asked a long sigh of relief, how powerful the Holy Hall Senior Brother was, Nangong Wen knew better than anyone else. If Senior Brother wanted to make a move on Li Xuan, Li Xuan really didn't have any chance. Nangong Wen breathed a sigh of relief, bowed down and said, "I can't talk about the old with Li Xuan, it's just that I like Li Xuan in my heart and don't want Li Xuan to die in the hands of others." When I came to the northwest, Li Xuan was the first opponent I encountered, and I wanted to fight with Li Xuan fairly in the future. ”

"Yes"

The Templar Brother nodded, turned around, and said with a look of appreciation, "Yes, your idea is good. I also know your thoughts, so I stayed. Li Xuan killed Yang Lin, and no one knew the inside story...... Perhaps few people know about it. Yang Lin didn't deserve to die, and he didn't deserve to die if he was always defeated...... , It is precisely because you are going to have a fair battle with Li Xuan in the future that I stayed, wanting to find out how Li Xuan killed Yang Lin. ”

......

In the depths of the sea of fire, Li Xuan lay quietly.

Swish!

His eyes opened and closed, and Li Xuan suddenly got up. At this time, Li Xuan was ragged and bloody. It's been five days, it's been five days, Li Xuan has fought countless battles with the Northwest Army, countless battles with the shadows, and even, all the sects in the Northwest have also gathered in Lanshan to encircle and suppress Li Xuan under the edict of the government.

All over the mountains, all enemies!

In the space of five days, Li Xuan had been seriously injured eighteen times, and entered the sea of fire to heal eighteen times. Speaking of which, thanks to the mysterious jade pendant on his chest, the mysterious jade pendant blue light, not only provides vitality and restores Li Xuan's blood qi, but more importantly, it constantly heals Li Xuan's wounds and scars, making Li Xuan's skin look smooth as jade now, without the slightest scar left.

Buzz Buzz......

Li Xuan's heart was full of fighting intent, and the Yanhuang Sword on his side was buzzing and shaking. With a gleam in his eyes, Li Xuan picked up the Yanhuang sword, flicked the sword body, and muttered: "Okay, countless killings from birth to death, but the sword intent of the heart is faintly connected......

There are swords in the world, and the casting of swords is just beginning, except for the different sharpness of the texture, but it is average, and there is no distinction between the ordinary swords of the gods. A sword, only in the hands of the swordsman, will it fit with the master's heart and mind, and will eventually become a god, giving birth to a god and becoming a divine sword.

There are not many divine swords in the world that have bred gods, and when Yuan Zixuan counted at the beginning, the world was only one of the top ten famous swords.

Although the Yanhuang Sword is made of a divine stone outside the sky, it contains divine fire inside, and it is just the sun, but after all, there is no god, just an ordinary sharp sword. Now, Li Xuan is initially in harmony with Yan Huang Sword, although it is still early to conceive Yan Huang Sword into a divine sword, but he has taken the first step, and his heart is naturally happy.

Grabbing the Yan Huang Sword, Li Xuan strode out of the sea of blood.

After five days of killing, the fusion of the blood veins in the body and the qi in the internal breath has been taken a step further. When he didn't walk long after leaving the sea of blood, Li Xuan encountered a northwest army, killed and walked forward on the bones.

Then, another shadow came up again. The leader in this shadow is a military general, and there are not many people on the side of the military general shadow, only seven or eight martial arts level shadows. With a sudden pride in his heart, he raised the Yanhuang sword, Li Xuan wanted to see if he could fight the generals.

"Shengxia, broken clouds, dragons and phoenixes are auspicious!"

The sky is full of colorful phantoms, like a red dragon swallowing the Yan Yellow Sword, and the current martial artist level is simply vulnerable in front of Li Xuan. Bang bang bang...... , The figure fell into the air, and before he had time to snort, the seven or eight martial arts powerhouses on the side of the general Shadow suddenly died under the Yanhuang sword.

Bang......

The blood and qi around the military general's shadow swelled, filling the phantom of Caixia, and instantly found Li Xuan's true body. Whew!, the shadow sword flew and stabbed straight towards Li Xuan. Li Xuan's eyes lit up, and the Yanhuang sword in his hand crossed his chest, and with a loud sound, he blocked the sword of the military commander Shadow Command.

Bang!

Flying in the air, Li Xuan withdrew five or six steps and stood firm, staring closely at the shadow of the military general in front of him. The military general Shadow looked at Li Xuan and was slightly stunned, according to legend, Li Xuan was like a fierce god, killing Yang Lin, walking on the edge of the sea of fire and killing countless people. It can be said that this military general Shadow also came to arrest Li Xuan because of the commander's order, but when he really met Li Xuan, he didn't expect Li Xuan's combat power to be like this, and he could completely compete with it, and even faintly win.

"Are you Li Xuan?" asked the commander hesitantly.

Li Xuan nodded and said, "I'm Li Xuan, how about it, I'm surprised." ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Xuan stepped forward, and the internal breath and blood of the three thousand six hundred small meridians around his body were surging, like thousands of rivers rushing to the sea, the purple qi around his body was swirling, and the purple xia was urging to the peak, and a sword dragon and phoenix appeared.

"Ahh

The general's eyes flickered, although Li Xuan's power was strong, he was a martial artist after all, his blood and qi were not fused, and his strength could not be done as he wanted, and he was still not as good as himself. If you can capture Li Xuan...... , Thinking of this, the general's shadow spirit was shocked!

Bang! boom......

The blood was steaming, Li Xuan stabbed a sword into the chest of the military general shadow, the military general's shadow was pale, his mouth opened and wanted to speak, but it made a gurgling sound, his eyes and pupils gradually spread, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Li Xuan held the Yan Huang Sword, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Come out, why do you want to help me?"

"Come out. ”

Li Xuan squinted his eyes and said lightly. I know in my heart that although my current combat power is strong, if I fight to the death with the level of a general, life and death are still unknown. However, if he is not strong enough to kill the Shadow General, he will kill the Shadow General. The Shadow Commander is also experienced in a hundred battles, where is it so easy to deal with. Moreover, the moment Li Xuan stabbed the Yan Huang Sword into the Shadow General's chest, he clearly felt that the strength around the Shadow Martial Arts quickly dissipated, and he no longer had the ability to fight.

Someone is helping themselves!

Who is helping him? Li Xuan couldn't figure it out. Since leaving Gufei Town, thinking about it, it seems that there are far more people who want to kill themselves than people who want to save themselves. Li Xuan couldn't figure out who the person who was making a move in the dark would be.

An ancient tree, a stout ancient tree.

A fresh breeze is blowing, autumn has not yet arrived, but there are already yellow leaves. The withered yellow leaves drifted and fell to the ground, and then, a man in black appeared in front of Li Xuan. It's light, it's quiet, and the man in black seems to come with the withered leaves.