This long sword is like a nimble bird, exerting a different kind of power in Zhao Lei's hands.

That disciple was at the realm of the third layer of Qi cultivation, but the power of the flying sword in his hand was not as great and flexible as Zhao Lei's second level of the Liuhe Sword Technique.

Moreover, Zhao Lei also made a change to the original move of the Liuhe Sword Technique, and when he saw two sword shadows surrounding the flying sword, he actually broke away directly and became three swords and headed towards Xiao Yi from three different directions.

And Xiao Yi was surprised in the face of this change, it seems that in the past few months, Zhao Lei has gained a lot.

But in the face of this attack, Xiao Yi didn't move a single step, and the long sword on his waist didn't have to move by himself, he flew out directly with a rub, and then surrounded him.

"Sword Shadow Dragon!"

I saw hundreds of sword shadows rubbing around, directly conjuring up and shooting towards the surroundings.

Heavy sword shadows densely surrounded Xiao Yi, and Zhao Lei's big, two, and small three were directly buried by this rolling sword shadow.

And these hundreds of sword shadows, after destroying these three attacks, directly turned into a flying dragon and flew towards Zhao Lei.

The sword shadow flying dragon rolled in, Zhao Lei retreated backwards one after another, and the borrowed flying sword had been shattered in this torrent.

I saw that when Zhao Lei stepped back, he was still chanting a spell in his mouth, and then a stone shield appeared in the air, resisting the flying dragon, but it was only submerged in an instant.

Then the water balls and snowballs appeared one after another, trying to stop the Wyvern One or Two, but the result was only in vain.

At this time, Zhao Lei discovered that Xiao Yi's strength was probably not under the Sancai Daoist who did not use the eight-sided Han Sword.

This is the unparalleled attack power of Jian Xiu, and the last desperate move of Sancai Dao and Zhao Lei is also an eight-sided Han sword.

If he didn't use the power of devouring immortals and sword marks, Zhao Lei would not be his opponent at all, not to mention that he was only a second-level cultivator now.

Now Zhao Lei doesn't have his own natal sword, so the power of the sword marks, he doesn't plan to expose it too early.

And although the devouring immortal said that Zhao Lei's dantian had recovered, but the devouring immortal had not fully recovered as before, he didn't want to use it too early, so as not to affect its recovery, the damage to the devouring immortal was too serious at the beginning, and Zhao Lei didn't want to use it for those three opportunities.

Even though Zhao Lei believed that the Immortal Devourer had recovered somewhat, those three times might not be a nerve-wracking thing for the Immortal Devourer, but he didn't want to.

Zhao Lei hurriedly faced the attack of this flying dragon, and the spells were used one after another, but on his face as the second layer of qi training, his mana was limited after all, and after the last ball of water appeared, he fell to the ground, sweating profusely, and kept panting.

The flying dragon carried the billowing sword qi and the blowing wind, and finally stopped three inches in front of Zhao Lei, and the body of Zhao Lei, who was blown by the wind, kept swaying, and his clothes were also fluttering with the wind.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Xiao Yi is still satisfied with Zhao Lei's achievements during this period of time, he has cultivated to this level in just a few months, and even he was far from comparable back then.

"Hey, good man, why don't you just use some spells and not try the swordsmanship you comprehend?"

Xiao Yi walked out of the courtyard and asked Zhao Lei with a smile on his face.

"Master, I don't have the natal sword yet!"

As soon as Xiao Yi heard Zhao Lei's words, he slapped his head.

"Oops, I'm so old, I'm really useless."

"Come on, come on, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, today as a teacher, I will take you to pick a satisfactory natal sword, which can be regarded as a gift for you to get out of the customs."

"Then thank you master!"

Sure enough, after Zhao Lei used the Liuhe Sword Technique, Xiao Yi didn't check his situation again, and he was fooled.

Xiao Yi made a move of the flying sword, Zhao Lei followed, and the flying sword soared into the sky and soon disappeared.

Zhao Lei stood behind Xiao Yi, and the flying sword went straight in one direction, and soon reached the boundary of the Spirit Jade Sect.

But Xiao Yi hadn't stopped yet, originally Zhao Lei just thought that Xiao Yi would take him to the treasure house of the Spirit Jade Sect and choose a flying sword for him.

But he didn't think that Xiao Yi obviously wanted to take him out, and when he thought of this, Zhao Lei felt a little nervous in his heart, could it be that this Xiao Yi was still a thief, and he still wanted the sword mark in his mind.

Before he retreated, Xiao Yi had no chance, and after he got out of the retreat, he finally couldn't bear it?

Xiao Yi seemed to sense Zhao Lei's doubts.

"Good boy, are you wondering why I should take you out?"

"Everything is decided by the master, and I believe that the master will not be bad to me."

"Hahaha, just have your words, and take you to a good place for the teacher."

Finally, the flying sword was about to sail out of the range of the Spirit Jade Sect, when Xiao Yi took out the token, and the invisible formation in the air conjured up, and a passage appeared above the light mask.

Xiao Yi flew out directly, and after leaving the Spirit Jade Sect, Zhao Lei felt that the world was suddenly different.

The place chosen by the Lingyu Sect is also a place with abundant spiritual power and beautiful mountains and rivers, after Zhao Lei came out, he felt that nothing had changed, but he felt that everything had changed.

The difference of one inch is directly reflected, outside the Spirit Jade Sect, the air is very cold, and it is extremely dry, the spiritual power is scarce, and the heaven and the earth are bleak, shrouded in a dead silence.

The temperature of the Spirit Jade Sect is now a little lower than before, but it is only cooler, and the spiritual power inside is much more abundant than outside.

This time out, Zhao Lei was still a little uncomfortable, originally he lived in the outside environment, before in the mysterious valley, although the spiritual power was more abundant, but at that time, he was under pressure.

In the Lingyu Sect, after Zhao Lei got the sword mark later, he has been living very easily, and after staying in that honeypot-like environment for a long time, it seems that he feels a little different.

It's no wonder that after some immortal cultivators are born, they will despise those casual cultivators or mortals in the mundane world, and they can also experience this difference.

Xiao Yi took Zhao Lei to Chang Zhi, before in Pingyang City, Zhao Lei did not find the location of other immortal cultivators with great difficulty.

He even sent his younger brother to monitor the ghost, but it was only a bamboo basket to draw water, and he didn't want to go to the same place easily at this moment.

And there are others with it, this gap is really a little trance, which makes Zhao Lei a little trance.

Having a master is better than fighting alone, so those famous and decent people in the rivers and lakes always make other martial arts people from humble backgrounds feel envious.

Zhao Lei followed Xiao Yi and looked at the vast earth below, the cracks in the yellow earth were cracked, and God still didn't let the rain fall after all.

From time to time, Zhao Lei could still see ant-like mortals, moving slowly on the ground.