Red Dust Fairy Peak.

The small lake is rippling, and the green mountains are majestic.

Jiang Xuan was motionless in a long white dress, swaying with the swing made of withered vines, grasping the vines with her slender jade fingers, and looking at the white-robed young man in the middle of the lake with handsome looks and wrist pads.

Zhao Huai sat on the surface of the lake at this time, cultivating his spirits.

Miraculously, he stood in the middle of the lake like this, and did not fall, looking like an immortal from a distance.

There are constantly ripples on the smooth surface of the lake, and the dragon at the bottom of the lake is constantly swimming, and a hideous head looks at the man above his head with fear.

Zhao Huai was still unmoved, but the aura on his body gradually climbed.

The fierce sword qi stirred the Spirit Lake, setting off waves.

In an instant, a dark green long sword buzzed, slashed across the lake, and flowed upwards into the sky.

Zhao Huai stood up, his body rose from the middle of the lake, and he took a step with his feet apart.

A punch is struck.

The water on the surface of the lake rises surging up, the tornado dances with the fist, the mountain forest splashed by the mist is like a fairyland, and the leaves are as clear as jade under the reflection of the sun.

"Whew!"

Zhao Huai closed his eyes and punched one punch after another.

The fist power rolled away, and the mana fist flowed between heaven and earth, like a rushing river, flowing from one side of the sky to the other, and finally like pouring ink rain, it fell on the entire fairy peak, pouring down!

The true meaning of Luoshui Boxing is even more powerful under Zhao Huai's comprehension.

If the previous boxing method was just a simple imitation, then the digested Luoshui boxing method was more suitable for himself.

After a set of punches, Zhao Huai was still unfinished and stretched out his hand to explore.

"Buzz!"

The dark green sword fell straight down and into his hands.

At the same time, he grabbed a rusty sword from the Xuan Ring again.

With both hands throwing, the two swords flew in unison, circling around the body, faster and faster.

Soon, the lake flowed with the flying sword, and the sword power river was shocked again.

"The principle of the Luoshui Sword Technique is similar to the Luoshui Fist Technique, both of which are manifestation visions."

Zhao Huai nodded slowly, and after understanding, he no longer used swordsmanship.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and grasped the dark green sword in the void.

Compared to the Sword of Yan Zu and the rest of the swords, he felt that this dark green long sword was more fond of him.

This tacit understanding even surpassed the Sword of Yan Zu, which was really a strange thing.

Zhao Huai clenched the hilt of his sword, his mind was in a trance for no reason, and for a moment, he seemed to see a woman dressed in white like snow again, and turned around and smiled at him.

Back to reality, the surrounding aura was rapidly surging towards him, condensing into a series of sword qi.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a dragon burst out of the lake and burst into a thunderous roar.

Zhao Huai was practicing on the lake, which undoubtedly disturbed it.

It decided to teach the guy a lesson.

The sound waves of the dragon rolled in, and Zhao Huai's body quickly retreated backwards.

He smiled with interest on his face.

This Jiaolong of the Yuan Infant Realm is his son's protector, and it was sent by the Haizhang Sect, and it happened to be used to practice his hands.

The method of slaying the dragon immortal recipe kept flashing in his mind.

Zhao Huai held his sword and drew a circle in the direction of Jiaolong, and in the next second, the sound wave suddenly retreated.

Thousands of sword qi condensed completely, and the tip of the sword was pointed.

"Whoosh!"

A rain of swords struck.

Seeing this posture, the blue-eyed dragon swung its tail and threw out a huge waterspout.

Zhao Huai was unhurried and indifferent, and the light of the golden pill flowed to the meridians of the hundred limbs, and also entered the dark green long sword.

A layer of dazzling golden sword qi was attached to the blade.

Zhao Huai stood proudly in the void, raised his sword slightly, and the majestic sword intent burst out.

A divine phantom converged behind him.

Then he fell from the sky and slashed down with a sword.

The sword qi soared into the sky, separated the weeping clouds on the horizon, was cut to both sides, the woods swayed, and an entrance was separated from the left and right, this sword was like a finger of an immortal, no matter what it was, it had to give way.

Even the dragon's cyan vertical pupils couldn't help but show fear.

In Jiang Xuan's eyes, there was a touch of amazement.

In the past two hundred years, she has walked the world and seen many people and things.

There is the power of the gods to destroy the demons and demons with one palm, the world is invincible, and there are also the people in the market who walk the alleys every day, plain and plain, the spirit of those powerful disciples, the sword of the immortal monks, those Buddhist monks crossing the ghost caves, the merits are immeasurable, and the Taoist priests are in the abandoned ancient temple to kill the demons, so that she has seen it all over.

Now she has seen one more scene.

A very young man, with a sword momentum and a mighty sword intent, can slay a dragon with a single sword.

The avenue on this man's body gathers the atmosphere of immortals, as well as the fireworks from the mortal world.

Rare in the world.

Just as Zhao Huai dropped his sword, the sword qi in the sky suddenly dissipated.

He rested on the blue-eyed dragon's head and touched the other's stout horns.

"You are my son's protector, how can I attack you, thank you for accompanying me to practice swords."

Zhao Huai said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He understood that if he fought with his life, this dragon would not be so easy to deal with.

After all, this is a primordial infant dragon, and if you try your best, it is difficult to say whether you will win or lose.

The main thing is that it doesn't kill itself either.

At this time, Zhao Huai's Xuan Ring exuded a terrifying aura.

Let this dragon who has practiced for thousands of years feel something, and his eyes are afraid.

It's as if I'm afraid of what's in the ring.

When Zhao Huai saw this, he secretly wondered.

It seems that it is the aura of the black dragon in the small world that suppresses the dragon.

It's really a thing for a thing.

Among the demon clans, it is normal to have rank suppression.

After letting go of the dragon, the frightened blue-eyed blue dragon fled straight into the water.

Zhao Huai jumped back to the ground, thinking carefully about the gains and losses of the sword just now.

Although there is a trace of the dragon slaying immortal, there is still a long way to go before it is truly completed.

"What was that sword called?"

Jiang Xuan, who was sitting on the swing, spoke slowly, her beautiful eyes shining.

"Dragon Slaying Immortal Technique."

Zhao Huai replied.

"The dragon slaying immortal trick is worthy of being an immortal move, and this divine essence is really hard to find in the world."

Jiang Xuan muttered, then looked at Zhao Huai and asked:

"Your kendo talent is the highest person I have ever seen, but I feel that you are missing some of your own things, do you know your own way?"

"Avenue? What avenue? ”

Zhao Huai wondered.

"The Great Dao is your position, you are only Jindan right now, of course you don't need to care about these, but if you reach the Yuanying Transformation God and face the Dao, you will suffer a lot like this."

Jiang Xuan patiently explained.

"We'll talk about that later."

Zhao Huai replied with a smile.

Jiang Xuan shook his head and didn't speak again, his clear gaze moved to other places and stopped looking at him.

Zhao Huainunu mouthed and scratched his head.

I don't know what this red dust fairy is thinking.

He hurried forward and went into the hut, intending to see the child.

Push open the door and look out.

The curtains made of green bamboo shine through the light and shadow, and the room is not dim, and the jade pot and tea cup are placed on the table.

"Dulu. Toot toot. Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo

Yu Qinghan wore a green gauze treasure skirt, with waist-length hair, sitting in the house, singing a little song softly, and the two babies in the car were asleep.

After humming for a while, she continued to pick up the stack of files on the table and read them.

The paperwork was spread out and half a meter long.

Zhao Huai found a stool, sat down, propped his head, yawned, and said lazily: "What is written on it." ”

It's really addictive to live such a leisurely life.

Yu Qinghan held the paperwork, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he frowned: "My uncle is really uneasy, I am not there for a day, I will not die, I want to reorganize the dynasty, and I don't look at how many catties and taels he has." ”

"Pei Ming, King of Changning?"

Zhao Huai asked.

"Yes, it is extremely difficult for this document to be delivered, it was already news half a month ago, it seems that after so long, the outside world has changed a lot, the northern wolf has finally revealed its feet, there are still evil intentions inside Great Xia, and you Da Yan are also restless, and they are making a lot of trouble at the border."

Halfway through the words, Yu Qinghan's phoenix eyes looked at Zhao Huai.

Zhao Huai waved his hand helplessly and said, "Don't blame me, I don't worry about major affairs in the DPRK and China, maybe after I go back, it will be better." ”

"Don't be complacent, you Dayan has offended the Shenluo Empire, the current Xizhou is very dangerous, it has accepted a large number of demon disciples, and now it is a place where demons and evil are mixed, I suspect that the Shenluo Empire has reached a cooperation with the Demon Gate."

Yu Qinghan glanced at him and reminded.

Zhao Huai's eyes were worried, as if he didn't take them to heart, and propped his head and said, "Don't worry, as long as our husband and wife join forces, the HRE Empire is a fart." ”

"What are you going to do?"

Yu Qinghan turned his head and said curiously.

"It's just a plan, and we'll talk about it after we get down the mountain."

"Alas!"

Zhao Huai stood up and stretched, his eyebrows full of regret.

"It's time to go."

Hearing his words, Yu Qinghan also sighed, and glanced at the two children who were still asleep.

Zhao Huai looked at the mountains outside the window and groaned slightly.

Now that the secular dragon has been leaderless for a long time, it can no longer be left alone.

The trip to Lingshan has come to an end.

But before that, there's one more thing to do.

Heavenly Forging Mountain.

The fiery breath burst out from the top of the mountain, and the sound of wrought iron was endless.

A young man in white came to the door of the villa and said:

"Zhao Huai, the prince of Great Yan, come to get the sword."

A bunch of eyes looked at Zhao Huai at the door.

"Prince Da Yan is here?"

"Yes, I heard that the master has been building a sword for half a month, and it seems to be his."

"What? The master personally took action, and he also forged it for half a month? What a sword is this! ”

"I don't know, I might as well go up and take a look, I also want to see what kind of sword it is, so that the master can treat it so solemnly."

The doors of the lodge are open.

Zhao Huai was invited in, and Yu Qinghan followed.

Walking through the sword forging corridor, the blazing furnace and the exhibition hall, Zhao Huai soon came to the room where Master Ruan Ban was, followed by many disciples of the Heavenly Forging Mountain.

"You're here."

Master Ruan Ban said with a smile, but his appearance was much haggard compared to half a month ago, and it seemed that he was tired from forging swords.

Even so, his face was still bright.

"This natal flying sword, you are satisfied."

Master Ruan Ban patted his chest and swore an oath.

After speaking, his body moved out of the way, revealing a deep and secluded sword pool on the side.

The disciples outside the door looked at this sword pool, and they all opened their mouths wide.

"I'm not mistaken, the master actually used the sword washing pool?"

"I heard that in this sword washing pool, only the best flying swords can be placed in it, even if it is broken copper and iron, it can become a good magic weapon when put in the sword washing pool."

"The sword washing pool is made by smelting millions of magic weapons, and it is a great inheritance opportunity for Tianforging Mountain, and the master must have his reason for doing this."

Zhao Huai listened to the words of the disciples, smiled without saying a word, and took a few steps forward.

I saw a black flying sword standing under the deep sword washing pool.

"Your Highness, you can confess the Lord with blood."

Master Ruan Ban reminded.

Zhao Huai nodded, stretched out his index finger, and the condensed sword qi swiped lightly, and blood beads the size of mung beans gushed out from his fingertips.

It landed on the jet-black flying sword with an uproar.

The moment the blood beads melted into the sword body.

Zhao Huai felt a heart-to-heart feeling.

The domineering, very domineering aura rushed up, which shocked his heart.

The whole person seemed to be in a dark void space, and a majestic and winding huge black dragon appeared in front of him, condescending, staring at him with fierce red eyes.

However, he quickly suppressed the aura.

This should be the sword spirit of this sword.

"Where's the sheath?"

Zhao Huai turned his head and asked.

Master Ruan Ban smiled slightly and said, "This sword has no sheath. ”

"Unsheathed?"

Zhao Huai was surprised.

"Yes, this sword is very powerful at the request of His Highness, so strong that there is nothing to make its scabbard, at least the old man can't find it."

"It's an unsheathed sword."

Yu Qinghan on the side couldn't help but be surprised.

After recognizing the master, Zhao Huai stretched out his hand, and the black sword under the sword pool slowly rose.

fell into the hands of Zhao Huai.

"Bang Bang"!

The black sword fell to the ground, and a large hole was inserted, and the marble ground cracked on all sides, and it was not half of the sword's body.

Sink.

It's heavy.

This is Zhao Huai's first feeling when he starts.

You know, he is a mid-stage Jindan monk, how many catties of strength does one hand have in his pure body?

Can't even lift a sword?

Injecting mana into his arm, Zhao Huai finally lifted the hilt of the sword with ease.

He rubbed the blade of his sword and looked at it carefully.

The jet-black sword body, with deep fine lines, is noble and low-key, and it has the touch of dragon scales, which is very smooth.

The black light of the sword blade is cold, and you can faintly feel the violent aura in the flying sword.

Just holding it in his hand and injecting mana, Zhao Huai felt a thick aura emanating from the sword, blazing and majestic.

It was as if a layer of black flame was attached to the blade of the sword.

Zhao Huai's body shook slightly, and he clearly felt the power in the sword passing through the meridians.

It greatly increases the power of his sword.

This is incomparable to the previous flying swords.

Zhao Huai's hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened.

The next moment, he had already raised the sword with one hand, and the sword qi in his body basically didn't need him to operate, so it flowed spontaneously and surged towards the sword body.

Strength from head to toe, from the whole body to the hilt of the sword.

Zhao Huaishan waved his sword lightly and put the sword down.

"Be careful, this sword is extremely powerful, it's hard to control!" Master Ruan Ban hurriedly reminded.

Before he could finish speaking, a sword qi suddenly shot out, the wind screamed, and the sword hummed like a dragon, making the disciples present turn pale and subconsciously retreat.

The room in front of him made of the best spirit stones directly left an extremely deep opening.

Zhao Huai's face was quite embarrassed, scratched his head, and apologized:

"I'm sorry."

Master Ruan Ban shook his head and said: "It's okay, this sword is much stronger than you think, you will know in the future, what it shows now is only one percent, not even one, the most important thing is that the effect of this sword contains the soul of the black dragon, it is a demon slashing weapon, which can devour the demon body and demon element, and then grow, I hope you can use it properly." ”

When Zhao Huai heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Got it, Elder."

"This sword should be my most proud work in the past hundred years, and I hope that after a hundred years and a thousand years, I can still hear its name."

Master Ruan Ban stroked his beard and said with a shallow smile.

Under the blue sky.

100,000 mountains are reflected in the eyes, and the immortal atmosphere is as vast as fog.

The holes on the Middle Immortal Array have been filled, and the layers of sword qi that have been piled up look like a great wall, guarding a side of heaven and earth.

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan walked hand in hand, side by side, with their backs to the mountains, and finally wanted to leave this paradise.

As if thinking of something, Zhao Huai turned his head, waved lightly at Lingshan, and said goodbye silently.

"Husband, are you reluctant to give up on Lingshan?"

"No, I'm telling myself, don't be trapped in this 100,000 mountain."