Chapter Twenty-Six, Breakthrough

"Boom, boom" The huge waterfall had just been separated by Han Yu's sword, and it was slowly closed at this moment, Han Yu slowly withdrew the Cloud Breaking Sword in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "I have finally practiced the first form of the Phantom Feather Sword Technique." ”

At this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed over, the speed was like lightning, flickering left and right, and in an instant, when it reached the two canes beside Han Yu, the figure appeared.

I saw a snow-white white fox, with a thin body and slightly blue eyes, staring at Han Yu deadly, it was the white fox that teased Han Yu and Han Zhi in the bamboo forest back then.

When Han Yu saw this white fox, he smiled faintly, as if he had seen an acquaintance, but he took the Cloud Breaking Sword out of its sheath again and fell into his hand.

The white fox's figure flashed and disappeared in place, Han Yujian frowned, suddenly turned around, and the Cloud Breaking Sword was immediately cut down,

"Boom!" the white figure flickered, just the claws and blades of the sword struck together.

Han Yu took two steps back, and the white fox flipped backwards and landed on the ground.

When Han Yu stabilized his body, he chuckled, and then the Cloud Breaking Sword in his hand pointed directly at the white fox, and the realm yuan power in his body suddenly appeared, and the strong realm element power, in the early stage of the spirit realm, was not weaker than the people in the late stage of the spirit realm, and the cloud breaking sword trembled in response.

"A sword without a shadow," Han Yu shouted,

Suddenly, the sword qi shattered the soil around the white fox at this time, but the white fox did not move at all, which is enough to show how strong the white fox's ** is.

Faced with a sword that was enough to cut through the waterfall, the white fox did not have the slightest fear, looking up to the sky and roaring, the low fox chirping, like the most terrible sound in the forest, the birds scattered.

At this time, seeing Han Yu's ghost disappear in place, it still made the air make a "silky" sound of breaking the air.

Suddenly, the white fox exuded a black fiery aura around him, like fire but not fire, and the scorching breath made the surroundings scorching.

The claws burned with black flames, forward.

In the air, where it was invisible to the naked eye, a bright light suddenly flashed,

Two figures reappeared.

A young man with a delicate complexion, but at this time, the clothes on his body had already seemed to be burned black by something, and a thin white fox, the originally smooth fur was cut off several pieces at this time, and it was not as smooth as the original.

"Cut, Xiao Yan'er, I really didn't expect you to keep a hand!" Han Yu said as he looked embarrassed.

It was the white fox that was called Xiao Yan'er, but at this time, he saw that his original fur was actually made like this by Han Yu's sword qi, raised his claws, and opened his mouth to squeak at Han Yu, looking like his temper was really not small.

Han Yu suddenly felt helpless and said: "Okay, good, good, it's my fault, okay!"

As soon as the white fox heard Han Yu admit his mistake, he turned around and knocked his head high, as if he was still muttering in his mouth.

Seeing this, Han Yu just shook his head helplessly, and said, "I really can't help you! “

As soon as the white fox heard that eating fish seemed to be non-existent, he jumped on Han Yu's shoulder in three times and two times, lying on his stomach, the thin white fox seemed to be part of Han Yu's clothes.

One person and one fox, it seems so harmonious.

Three years ago, Han Yu and the white fox met for the first time in the depths of the bamboo forest, and Han Yu was teased by the white fox.

As everyone knows, when Han Yu was rescued by the drunken old man, outside the bamboo forest, he accidentally found a white figure, probably out of curiosity, Han Yu immediately chased after him, and stayed in the depths of the bamboo forest, but found that it was a white fox.

At that time, Han Yu was angry for a while, and without saying a word, he was entangled with the white fox, and when he was fighting one person and one fox, he suddenly seemed to be slowly separated by a nameless force.

After Han Yu and the white fox stopped helplessly, they saw that there were still a few paw prints on Han Yu's face, his clothes were scratched and tattered, and the white fox was not happy, and the hair on his body was scratched off several times.

At this time, I saw the drunk old man holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he came over slowly drunk, looking at Han Yu and the white fox, he suddenly cried and laughed.

Subsequently, Han Yu knew that the white fox was actually adopted by a drunken old man, although it was not yet mature, but it had a spirit surname, such a demon beast didn't even know his details to the drunk old man who adopted it, although he didn't know the origin of this white fox, but he always felt that the white fox didn't seem to be an ordinary demon beast.

In the past three years, in addition to talking to the drunk old man, Han Yu has only this white fox, after a long time, one person and one fox have established a deep friendship, and the name "Xiao Yan" is also the name that Han Yu gave him when he accidentally found that the white fox had a special black flame, and it is strange to say that the white fox also likes this name very much.

"Yu'er," just as he and the white fox were enjoying fresh food, suddenly, an old voice sounded from behind Han Yu, it was the drunken old man, still drunk, and said: "Two days later, the Imperial Sword Gate will hold a triennial martial arts, you might as well go and have a look." ”

"Drunk old man, me, can I go?" Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly wiped his mouth

"Of course, but not for you to participate, but for you to watch!" the drunken old man said lightly

"Great," Han Yu immediately picked up "Xiao Yan" who was still eating grilled fish, three years, even Han Yu had already wanted to get out of this bamboo forest, but he had been busy cultivating before.

However, Han Yu was puzzled again: "But, how can I enter the Imperial Sword Gate?"

The drunken old man made a move with his right hand, and the spirit sword behind Han Yu suddenly fell into the hands of the drunken old man.

"Just use it! The people of the Imperial Sword Gate see you holding this sword, I don't think anyone will stop you!" the drunken old man said lightly.

"En," Han Yu looked at the Cloud Breaking Sword, although he was puzzled for a while, he still took the Cloud Breaking Sword that had been given to him by the drunk old man three years ago.

"Let's go, Xiao Yan!" Han Yu took the white fox and ran in the direction of the Imperial Sword Gate, "I haven't left here for three years, I don't know how the second brother is now, and those people who participated in the trial together back then don't know how they are now,"

The drunken old man looked at the backs of Han Yu and the white fox who were gradually disappearing, and said lightly: "Alas, it's time for you to see the outside world!"

Suddenly, there was an illusion around him, and an old man in a dark green robe suddenly appeared, and it was the current head of the Imperial Sword Sect, looking at the drunk old man, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Why did you do that in the first place, no matter how talented this son is, I think he will definitely become the peak of the mainland." “

The drunken old man glanced at Yi Chengfeng, then looked at the blue sky in the distance, and said lightly: "The peak of the continent!"

The voice is so full of melancholy, rippling between heaven and earth.

Han Yu took Xiao Yan and took the Han family's exercises to illusory steps, like a black practice, shuttling through the bamboo forest.

Suddenly, Han Yu stepped on his right foot, only to see a black shadow, rushing out of the green bamboo forest, stepping heavily on a high hill, spreading his arms, the sun shining on his body, warm and comfortable.

"I'm Han Yu, I'm back!" The presumptuous voice echoed through the forest. Quietly, Han Yu's heart was quietly transforming.