Immediately after, I saw a handsome white-robed young man, flying down from the clouds and standing in front of Nan Xiangyan.

In his eyes, he didn't seem to care at all, and the people in the Cangwu Taoist Temple in the field just hurriedly supported Yiren's body, gently stroked the black palm prints on his face, his eyes were full of guilt, as if there was a spark bursting out, and he said softly:

"Sorry, I'm late......"

At that moment, Nan Xiangyan only felt that there was a sense of blockage in her nose, and after seeing the man she dreamed of at night, she couldn't say anything, only two lines of tears gradually flowed down the corners of her eyes silently.

After a while, she breathed a deep sigh of relief, raised her white fingers, and pointed at Fa Rong's figure in the distance, her red lips trembled and said to Li Xuan:

"He ruined my sword village, I'm already very satisfied to be able to see you before I die, so you better leave quickly......"

In Nan Xiangyan's heart, she didn't think that Li Xuan, who was only in the Divine Realm before, could be Fa Rong's opponent, but the joy of this reunion had made her have no regrets in her heart.

After hearing this, there was a deep sense of happiness in the young man's bright eyes like stars, if he came later, I am afraid that in this life, he will have to live up to the woman in front of him.

"You stabilize the pranayama first, and give these to Hao Wujiang and Jiang Baihe......

Between the words, Li Xuan took out three small grasses stained with water droplets from his arms and carefully handed them over to Nan Xiangyan's hands.

With the appearance of the three heavenly grasses, a refreshing aroma suddenly spread in the field.

This is...... Heavenly Grass!

Seeing this, Fa Rong's eyelids couldn't stop jumping, the background revealed by this young man was too terrifying, and his shot was so generous, could it be that he was really from the Ye family in Kyushu?

Even, no matter how much he investigated, the powerful divine sense seemed to have encountered a layer of separation on the surface of this young man's body, completely blocking his perception.

This scene made his face become a little solemn.

I'm afraid that I really hit a hard stubble this time......

After all, it is rumored that when the heirs of the Ye family are training outside, they have a powerful protector closely following!

After taking a deep breath, Fa Rong immediately transmitted the power of the Heavenly and Human Realms that had left not long ago. If the young man in front of him is really a member of the Ye family, then he will definitely not be able to stop him alone!

It wasn't until Nan Xiangyan had crossed enough of the vitality of the River Tuluo Book that Li Xuan slowly stood up and whispered words that made Yiren's body tremble:

"I'll help you and kill him......"

Nan Xiangyan frowned slightly, her expression was a little worried, and she subconsciously stopped: "Don't mess around, okay, Fa Rong is very strong, and he has completely fallen into the demon path...... A cultivator at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm, you are not an opponent's ...... at all."

After hearing this, a warmth welled up in Li Xuan's heart, and he rubbed Nan Xiangyan's hair a little ambiguously, and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, fairy, leave everything to me......"

I saw that Nan Xiangyan's face was slightly drunk with a hint of drunkenness, and the ghost nodded obediently.

After saying that, he slowly turned around, only to see that the mighty Floating Rain Sword seemed to be completely urged, and the cold light continued to flicker in Li Xuan's right hand.

Looking at the back of the man blocking in front of him, a feeling of great peace of mind filled Nan Xiangyan's heart.

Immediately, when Li Xuan's eyes looked around, he quietly stopped on Fa Rong's body, and when he looked at the frost and snow that was being lifted by his hair, he saw that his sharp sword-like eyes burst into the sky, and he said in a cold voice:

"Cangwu Taoist Temple, good, very good...... Which of you will come first and receive death?"

His voice became colder and colder, like a heavy hammer constantly hitting everyone's psychological defense.

Everyone present felt an unprecedented pressure at the same time, as if their skin was also cut by the boundless sword qi at this moment.

Fa Rong didn't speak, his eyes were erratic, and since the young man arrived, a long-lost sense of crisis had hovered over his heart, and this kind of vigilance unique to cultivators made him tremble a little in his heart.

What's more, the spiritual power of the young man in front of him fluctuated, and there was no spillover.

Such a subtle control, even far beyond oneself!

Therefore, a feeling of palpitations arises spontaneously.

The next moment, I only heard Fa Rong snort coldly and shouted:

"Daoist disciple, whoever goes to kill this young cultivator for me will have a great credit!"

But as soon as his words fell, everyone in the Cangwu Taoist Temple hesitated, and no one dared to fight.

In their eyes, facing the enemy at this moment is already with death. 52

Seeing this, Fa Rong's eyes had a hint of mist in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"Zhou Song, you go!"

Fa Rong, who was a little uncertain at this moment, urgently needed a cultivator to go and probe the reality of this young man.

Beside him, the peak cultivator of Shenwu named Zhou Song had no choice but to come out, only to see that he was dressed in a simple linen cloth with an indifferent face, but what he was holding in his hand was a long sword that was incompatible with the Taoist temple, and said coldly to Li Xuan:

"Boy, in this Divine Grace Cultivation True Country, I can't allow you to be presumptuous in a small Divine Realm!"

Under his divine sense, he could faintly perceive that this young man's cultivation fluctuations were only on the edge of the Divine Realm, and this discovery made him feel a little confident.

Looking at Zhou Song's movements, Nan Xiangyan's face revealed a look of memory, and then as if she remembered something, she couldn't help but remind Li Xuan:

"Be careful, this person is the Wild Waves Sword God, who broke through the Divine Martial Realm twenty years ago! I thought he had disappeared, but I didn't expect that he was attached to the Cangwu Taoist Temple!"

After hearing this, Li Xuan smiled slightly, teasing and said:

"It turns out that he is just a pretending Taoist lackey, a ridiculous person who has never even comprehended the Dao pattern, and he dares to call himself a sword god......"

"You, so daring!" Zhou Song's face changed, he roared, and swung his sword straight up.

Each of his swords is like turning over the river and the sea, under the continuous swing, weaving a dense sword net, the light seems to obscure everyone's sight, and the magnificent sword light is like a magnificent wave, one after another, surging, smashing layer by layer.

"He actually cultivated the sword intent!"

The onlookers below were a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

The Wild Waves Sword Technique is Zhou Song's killing move, so far, the cultivators who can take this move without flawlessness will never exceed the number of ten fingers, and with the addition of comprehending the sword intent, the power of the move will also increase several times.

But immediately after, I saw that Zhou Song's originally confident eyes suddenly became fearful, desperate, and deeply incredulous.

Just because of an extremely crisp sentence:

"Three-foot rain sword, mountains and rivers are a ......"

Immediately, I saw a bit of cold light spreading from Li Xuan's sword blade, and it instantly swelled into a round pillar of sky-high light, smashing down towards Zhou Song.

One by one, the sword light was like a thunderbolt above the nine heavens, and once it was revealed, it completely dispersed and completely submerged Zhou Song's wild sword light.

Immediately after, I heard Zhou Song's last scream in his life:

"Spare your life...... Spare your life!"

The Drifting Rain Sword was castrated, and as Li Xuan took his hand, the sword light soared again, and Zhou Song's body turned into a rain of blood, which fell down one after another, and the rain curtain in mid-air became more dense......

Hiss~

Who could have expected that the cultivator of the peak realm of Shenwu was crushed by the young man in front of him, and a sword fell into the air, his clean and neat movements made everyone in the Taoist Temple couldn't help but feel cold, and for a while, none of the cultivators in the field dared to make a sound, and it fell silent.

This is because this sword move reminded them of the name that was almost forgotten by everyone.

"Smack!"

I saw a drop of blood dripping down the tip of the Drifting Rain Sword, shattering on the ground, and the crisp sound was extremely loud at this moment.

This blood is Zhou Song's......

Finally, one of the cultivators' eyes was full of fear, stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Xuan, trembling and exclaiming:

"Drifting rain swordsmanship, he is Li Xuan! he did not die in the Great Jin!"

This news was like an explosion in the crowd.

"Who can stop the power that the Drifting Rain Sword is revealing now?!"

"Could he be stronger than the vice-master?

Countless discussions around Li Xuan continued to sound, Nan Xiangyan's eyes were full of excitement, Li Xuan's cultivation really made a look of hope appear in her eyes, could it be that he could really defeat Fa Rong here?

After taking a deep breath, I saw Li Xuan's sword tip, a little farther away towards Fa Rong in the distance, and said in a cold voice:

"Get out of here and die!"