"Xiao Lei?"

"Lei'er?"

"Brother Xiao Lei?"

All the people of the Xiao family present were slightly surprised, the person who came was Xiao Lei, the son of the great elder of the Xiao family, he had the same talent as Xiao Wei since he was a child, and his willpower was extremely firm, and he was sent to the Eight Desolation Gate of the Six Great Sects, and now he is the first disciple of the Eight Desolation Sect.

Teng Wei's eyes narrowed, how could he not see that this young man's aura was not weaker than Xiao Wei, and none of the three nephews he brought could compare to the other party, and if he continued to compare, he would not be able to save the face of the Teng family, but now he was in a dilemma, and he didn't know how to decide.

"Lei'er, don't mess around, get out of here!"

The Great Elder was a middle-aged man with slightly white temples, and he hurriedly scolded his son.

Xiao Lei was obviously willful, and didn't listen to his father's words: "If Second Master Teng is afraid that they will lose ugly, you can let the three of them go together, if I can't win within ten moves, even if I lose!"

"What a big breath, I'll go head-to-head with you, see how you win me!"

Tengfei snorted coldly, and stepped out in one step.

"If you can take me a knife, even if you win!"

"Zheng!"

The war knife behind Xiao Lei suddenly came out of its sheath, and with both hands in front of him, it actually condensed a sword ray of seven or eight meters, and the cold chill that erupted almost pierced Tengfei's body.

Tengfei's face was ugly, he already understood how big the gap was with the other party, but it was difficult to ride a tiger and could only resist hard, so he put the double knife above his head, hoping to block the impact of the knife

The huge knife fell, and the soaring double knives were directly shattered, and the body was split out, and a long blood mark appeared on his forehead, which was still Xiao Lei's timely stop, otherwise he would definitely be killed with a knife.

"Well played!"

The movement of the main hall was so loud that it attracted many Xiao family guards and disciples to watch in the courtyard in the distance, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but shout out and cheer for Xiao Lei.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but light up his eyes, he didn't expect Xiao Lei to condense his true qi so strongly, even if he faced him, he didn't even have the confidence of the fifth layer to win.

And Xiao Wei's face was even more cloudy, obviously he didn't expect that Xiao Lei had become so powerful after not seeing him for a year, and even surpassed himself a little.

Xiao Lei and Tengfei's cultivation are both at the peak of the ninth layer of body refining, but the strength is not small, it seems that the strength of the strength does not completely depend on the level of cultivation, the strength is strong enough, and it is not impossible to challenge the level.

"Can you still go?"

Teng Wei's face was as green as a pig's liver, he originally planned to bring the three most talented nephews in the family to give the Xiao family a dismount, who knew that the disciples of the Xiao family were stronger than the other, but now they were greatly humiliated by others who seized the opportunity.

"I can go!"

Tengfei whispered.

"If you can go, don't you go quickly!"

Teng Wei burst into a shout, and walked out of the hall first, and Teng Fei and the Teng family immediately followed.

After that, Xiao Lei, who had an indifferent personality, greeted the elders and elders, and left first, Xiao Fan sent the injured Xiao Yixuan back to his residence and left the Xiao Mansion alone.

There is still half a month before the clan meeting, after seeing Xiao Lei's strength, Xiao Fan's inner fighting spirit is a little burning, he originally thought that he could easily win when he arrives at the clan meeting, but now it seems that he is not completely sure of Xiao Lei, so if he wants to win glory for his father and mother in the clan meeting, he needs to work harder.

Coming to the cliff where he fell a month ago, looking at the traces of the fall, thinking back to Qing Yushan's indifferent eyes and angry sneering face, Xiao Fan still felt a faint pain in his heart, his clenched fists faintly beat with green tendons, and a wave of hatred surged into his heart, which was almost about to tear the two of them to pieces.

After a long time, Xiao Fan calmed down the anger in his heart, the most important thing at the moment is to improve his strength, only by becoming stronger can he not be kneaded by others, and he can avenge this wife-snatching revenge.

Xiao Fan sat quietly on the top of the cliff, his handsome cheeks were full of concentration, the mountain breeze was blowing, and his white robe and long black hair were fluttering in the wind, which brought out his dusty temperament even more.

Xiao Fan's original cultivation was already at the peak of the sixth layer of the body refining realm, and after a palm with Tengkong not long ago, there was a trend of breakthrough, and at this time, the meditation broke through, and the true qi followed the operation of the meridians, and began to impact the bottleneck of the seventh layer.

An hour later.

Xiao Fan's forehead was covered with a layer of mist, his eyes slowly opened, and a sense of abundance was used in his heart, and his cultivation finally broke through the seventh layer of the Body Refining Realm.

After breaking through, Xiao Fan knew that it would be difficult to cultivate in a short period of time, so he began to work the exercises, so he practiced the sword rain trick over and over again on the cliff.

This black iron inferior sword technique is divided into seven layers of realm, Xiao Fan has cultivated to the fourth layer realm before, and it is already the point of perfecting this sword technique, but this obviously does not meet Xiao Fan's requirements, it is three days to practice on the cliff, and Xiao Fan's progress is also a thousand miles a day.

Soon, Xiao Fan took the mastery of swordsmanship a step further, reaching the fifth level of the realm, and between shots, he could draw inferences from each move of swordsmanship, which was impermanent, and there were almost no flaws in the connection of each style, unless it was a more powerful technique to be able to break the sword move.

For the next ten days, Xiao Fan came to the cliff every day to practice, and was not willing to return to Xiao's mansion until the evening.

The more Guiyuan Qigong is cultivated in the future, the more Xiao Fan feels the wonderfulness of this exercise, although he has only cultivated to the 'first turn' of the exercise, but the storage of Xiao Fan's dantian true qi far exceeds that of a martial artist of the same level, and the power that erupts from the hand is twice that of a martial artist of the same level, you can imagine how terrifying the power of this exercise will be the further you practice.

In ten days, Xiao Fan not only cultivated the Sword Rain Technique to the peak of the fifth layer, but also reached the 'first turn' of Guiyuan Qigong to perfection, as long as one of the two has a breakthrough, Xiao Fan's strength will take a big step forward.

Xiao Fan used his fingers as a sword, and just after practicing the sword rain trick, a pleasant voice like a silver bell sounded: "Brother Xiao Fan, it turns out that you are really here!"

Xiao Fan looked back, and a petite figure was jumping towards the mountain, it was Xiao Yixuan.

"Xuanxuan, your injuries are fine!"

Seeing Xiao Yixuan coming to him, Xiao Fan smiled and rubbed his little head.

"Hmph, what else do you say, Xuanxuan has been injured for so many days, and Brother Xiao Fan doesn't go to see people, it's really unconscionable!" Xiao Yixuan pouted and said dissatisfied.

"Brother Xiao Fan, isn't he afraid of disturbing Xuanxuan's rest!"

Xiao Fan scratched his head and said, "Okay, Xuanxuan, don't be angry, there are still two days to go to the clan meeting, will I take Xuanxuan to play in the past two days?"

"Really, where is Brother Xiao Fan going to take me to play?" Xiao Yixuan was overjoyed and couldn't help asking.

"Whatever, you can go wherever you want!" Xiao Fan said.

......

In the market of Linhai City, there are many pavilions and shops with blue bricks and red tiles, and on the wide road made of bluestone, there is a lot of traffic, a sea of people, and it is not lively.

Xiao Yixuan's petite figure shuttled through the crowd, like a little white rabbit, and her bouncing appearance was very cute. I saw that she was very curious about a lot of things, as long as it was the item she fancied, she shoehorned it into Xiao Fan's body, and then ran away towards the next stall.

Xiao Fan followed not far behind her with a relaxed and indifferent face, carrying a large bag of things while paying the money, without the shelf of a big young master, but like a small entourage.

"Brother Xiao Fan, there are a lot of people in front, let's go take a look!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yixuan, who was shopping happily, stopped, and pointed to the crowd in front of her, which surrounded the wide street.

"Okay!"

Xiao Fan was also very curious, so he walked up with Xiao Yixuan.

I saw that eight sturdy young men were punching and kicking a thin middle-aged man in his fifties.

These eight young people were extremely heavy, their faces were full of arrogance, and not far behind them stood a young man in brocade with a sneer on his face, and he insulted the middle-aged man loudly: "You profiteer is just making black money on our Xiao family's territory, and you dare to deceive me Xiao Hu, it's really damn it! Lao Tzu will abolish you today, and let you harm some people less! Hmph, haven't you eaten, beat me to death!"

After hearing this, the eight people became even more energetic, and one of them even picked up a big stone and was about to smash it at the head of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man curled up on the ground, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, but he still looked stubborn, holding a long sword tightly with both hands, as if it was more important than his life.