Under the moonlight, Lin Xie's face was slightly red, looking at the gravel in front of him, his heart was indescribably happy, on this day he was happier than any other day.

Right now, the half-grade sword qi has been completed, and it is only a matter of time before he steps into the first-grade sword qi.

As for a month later, Concubine Xue and the people of the palace family came to Hanging Sword Mountain to find themselves...... I'm afraid it's about getting out of the marriage...... Although this matter was tricky, he thought that he was enough to deal with it, after all, Fei Xue was on his side.

In the past three years, the people of the palace family have objected to him and Fei Xue again, but he has a deep relationship with Fei Xue, and the correspondence is like glue, and the people of the Gong family are helpless to grit their teeth, they can't provoke Fei Xue.

Now that his sword qi has achieved a little success, and he has regained his ability to cultivate, he can try to break through to the sixth or seventh turn of quenching his body within this month...... At that time, the people of the Gong family should have nothing to say!

The sword qi had been tried, and it was getting late, so Lin Xie simply went home.

It's just that a cyan fire wave in the distance in the sky is like a warship, shooting towards the direction where he is at an extremely fast speed, the momentum is extremely terrifying, looking at the horror of that kind of power from a distance, Lin Xie thinks to himself that he is definitely a martial artist who has surpassed nine turns and nine changes!

It's actually a martial artist in the Purple Mansion Realm!

It wasn't until this cyan fire wave approached that Lin Xie realized that it was not a warship, but a flying sword.

As for the Qi Transformation Realm Sword Cultivator, although it can also fly with the Imperial Sword, that kind of height is really limited, and it is far from being the true Imperial Sword of the Purple Mansion Realm Sword Cultivation that glimpses and roars for nine days!

On this cyan sword, there is a crazy sword cultivator in a black shirt, this person's aura is extremely terrifying, and he has the power to destroy a hundred feet in every move.

Seeing that this sword stopped directly in front of him, Lin Xie was stunned, this seemed to be looking for him, he suddenly made a gesture: "Seniors are looking for me?"

"Nonsense! You destroyed the old man's sword qi stone, you are simply a slap in the face! Now the old man is going to destroy you!"

On the cyan battle sword, the mad sword cultivator looked excited, and his tone was extremely angry.

Lin Xie: "......"

He secretly thought in his heart, how could this black-shirted senior look a little abnormal, he didn't have the appearance of those sword-wielding elders in Hanging Sword Mountain, he was completely like a ...... Drunken maniac.

Seeing Lin Xie's thoughtful and perfunctory appearance, the old man in the black shirt thought of something, and scolded angrily: "Okay, you little bastard, you arrange the old man in your heart?!"

Lin Xie: "......"

"I didn't, I didn't arrange it, you slander!"

"You are flying with a sword, your breath is terrifying, I am afraid that you are also a senior of the Purple Mansion Realm, it seems that you are an elder of the Hanging Sword Mountain, how can you speak disrespectfully, what about your upbringing?

Lin was already evil, and now he was scolded, and he was also unhappy in his heart, so he immediately scolded back.

"Good, good, good!" The black-shirted sword cultivator said three good words in a row, and sneered: "1 Stinky boy, Elder Ben is not good at fighting with people...... I only ask you, which hand are you, destroying my sword qi stone!"

Lin Xie: "That's it!" he stretched out his right hand, and there was a sharp air flow on it.

"Okay, then the old man will cut off your hand first!"

The black-shirted sword cultivator sneered, stretched out two fingers, and an extremely terrifying sword aura appeared on it, as sharp as a blade that cut the world, from this moment on, the air trembled within a radius of several miles, as if it was ushering in the eve of the doom!

Lin Xie shouted: "Are you really here?!"

"Nonsense!" the black-shirted sword cultivator sneered.

Lin Xie Zhengse said: "Bully the small with the big, you are shameless, too shameless! Won't I just destroy your sword qi stone? A wisp of sword qi is just engraved on the stone, you can carve another one, it's a big deal, I'll make you an apprentice, and it will be enough to settle the account for ten days and half a month, why do you want to kill me?!"

Black-shirted sword cultivator: "......"

"Be an apprentice to the old man?!hehe, you are also worthy?" The black-shirted sword cultivator sneered: "Let me tell you the truth, in the entire Hanging Sword Mountain, these tens of thousands of disciples, including the Nine Heavenly Masters of the Hanging Sword Mountain, there is no one worthy of being the apprentice of the old man! Even they don't have that kind of qualification, do you think you have hope?"

Lin Xie rolled his eyes: "There seems to be a cow flying in the sky......"

Black-shirted sword cultivator: "......" But the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the more terrifying ones seemed to be the breath on the eve of a volcanic eruption, which was unabashedly exposed.

A hundred miles away, in a sword pavilion, a green-shirted sword cultivator in brocade clothes sat cross-legged on a futon, suddenly opened his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "In this Hanging Sword Mountain, which disciple who has no heart and eyes provokes Feng Buxuan!"

Two hundred miles away, in a valley in the Yandang Mountains, a beautiful woman in yellow held a huge white cat in her arms, stretched out her slender arm like jade, gently stroked the white cat's hair, and sighed: "Feng Buxuan, you are a demon again!"

Looking at the terrifying power of the black-shirted sword cultivator, thinking of this person's crazy appearance, Lin Xie thought about what this person had just said, what kind of sword qi stone or something......

He exclaimed suddenly: "Seal no Xuan! You, you are sealed without Xuan!"

The black-shirted sword cultivator Feng Buxuan sneered: "Hehe, are you scared? As an elder of the Hanging Sword Mountain, even if the old man can't kill you, but if he kills your hand, I'm afraid that no one is qualified to have the ability to avenge you afterwards, even the sect master doesn't have this ability!"

Lin Xie's face sank, this Feng Buxuan is a well-known madman in Hanging Sword Mountain, he has a high cultivation, a strange personality, everything comes by temperament, this crazy sword is really on the bar with himself!

"Feng Buxuan senior, I, Lin Xie, still say the same thing, I accidentally destroyed your sword qi stone, it was really an unintentional move, but I comprehended the sword qi, and I was too excited to try my sword qi, after all, the sword qi touches the sword qi, if I break this sword qi stone, then it can mean that I have truly comprehended the sword qi!"

Lin Xie said calmly.

When it comes to this, there is really nothing else to say, this letter is not too high, it has reached the Purple Mansion, and it is still a sword cultivation with extremely powerful attack power...... In any case, if he insists on making a move, I am afraid that there will be no one to protect himself in this Hanging Sword Mountain.

But he's not afraid!

Sword cultivation, cultivating the sword, also cultivating the heart, even if the strong enemy is force majeure, but if he insists on destroying himself, Lin Xie believes that this black-shirted sword cultivation is still not so smooth......

Even if he can't beat him, he can scold him before he dies!

If the sword is not an opponent, then it is better than the mouth cannon, Lin Xie doesn't believe it, this letter is his opponent in the mouth cannon, hehe, in the past three years, he has often scolded others, and he has already practiced a good mouth skill!

Feng Buxuan shook his head and sneered: "Are you done, you really have to say a few more words when you are dying...... Hehe, people don't lose if they lose, this is really worthy of being a disciple taught by Hanging Sword Mountain...... Wait, what are you talking about???"

Suddenly, Feng Buxuan thought of something, he was stunned, his eyes widened, and only then did he carefully observe that above Lin Xie's outstretched right hand, there was an endless flow of crystal air!

Sword qi, it's actually a half-step sword qi!

"How old are you this year?" Feng Buxuan suppressed the hot excitement in his heart, and pretended to be blackfaced.

"Fourteen, what's wrong?" Lin Xie didn't have a good breath.

I'm not very old, I'm a good man, if I want to kill, I'll kill, if I want to chop, why do you talk so much nonsense?

Feng Buxuan: "Fourteen! You're only fourteen, you're only fourteen??? you're really fourteen?!"

Lin Xie: "......"

He thought to himself, could this letter be the reincarnation of a parrot, and he would only repeat it?