"East China Sea Sword Sect, Huo Runde, I would like to ask your Excellency for advice."

"Xuanwei Sect, Fu Xuanxing, please give me some advice, Brother Tao."

Fu Xuanxing stood on the sword fighting platform and drew his sword at the same time as the young man in blue shirt opposite.

The wooden sword rises, and the red flames are like dragons.

Golden light shines, and thousands of swords come out.

Both sides used their sword intentions and sword techniques. After only twenty or thirty moves, the golden light was gradually swallowed up by the red flames, and the sword cultivator on the opposite side was forced to fall off the ring.

"Concession."

Fu Xuanxing walked down the ring in high spirits, but was hurriedly grabbed by Fu Baimin.

"It's not good, the Yu family father and son are looking for trouble for Sixth Brother again. Brother Xuanxing, come and help."

When Fu Xuanxing heard this, he quickly followed Fu Baimin.

Yu Zhitong pulled Yu Xiaolei and shouted at the door of Fu Henghua's house, but there was no response at all.

Hengshou stopped at the door with an indifferent attitude: "The young master is resting and there are no outsiders. You two, please go back."

"He's not injured or sick. He didn't even get a scratch from the sword fight with Ai Yanchang. He still needs to rest? What's more, his Taoist methods are best at healing wounds. How can he still not heal himself after a night?"

Yu Zhitong refused to leave, but Hengshou stopped him at the door, and he did not dare to hit anyone in public.

Fu Xuanxing ran over quickly.

"Brother Yu, we didn't agree at the beginning. I took over the gambling agreement back then."

Yu Xiaolei raised his head and glanced at Fu Xuanxing, then turned to look at his father.

Yu Zhitong snorted coldly: "If Fu Henghua doesn't know how to sword, you can just come forward."

Zidian Jingmang and Nanming Lihuo are ranked seventh and eighth among the famous swords of China respectively. There are indeed some battles that can be seen.

However, since Fu Henghua has shown his level of swordsmanship, why should Yu Zhitong look for Fu Xuanxing as an alternative?

"But if you can't defeat me, how can you have the right to fight with my brother in a sword fight? Brother Yu, let's fight first."

Fu Xuanxing threw the wooden sword to Fu Baimin and showed the scabbard and Fulong Jade Sword.

Feeling his fighting spirit, a thunder light lit up behind Yu Xiaolei, and the sword was automatically unsheathed.

"Yu, are you so free?"

Fudanwei came with his two sons.

He swept his sleeves away, the thunder sword returned to its sheath, and the jade sword and scabbard returned to Fu Xuanxing's body.

"Yu Zhitong, you used to entangle my son and now you have your son entangled with my grandson. Come on, if you want to fight with swords, you and I will do it first."

Yu Zhitong looked at Fu Danwei: "You have a big plan with the continent leader, and I will not waste your magic power here to harm the Dao Sword Sect's plan. What's more, the knot in my heart back then has long been resolved. What I want now

, it’s just that my son has taken a step further and entered the path of sword immortality.”

Yu Xiaolei was promoted by Yu Zhitong'er, and Fu Henghua has been his target since childhood.

This almost became a roadblock for him.

After forging the golden elixir sword, Yu Xiaolei must try to break through the confusion in his heart.

"Although Yu Xiaolei has gained his magic power, his sword heart cultivation is still far behind. Why rush this battle right now? Let's go back and practice for another hundred years."

Vodanvi waved his sleeves again.

At this time, Yu Xiaolei suddenly moved.

He pulled out the scabbard of his sword and pointed it sharply at Fudanwei.

"Senior, if I want to step into the path of sword immortality, I need someone to sharpen my sword. Since you are unwilling to let your grandson come, I will trouble you."

Swing a sword at me?

Vodanwei was surprised and smiled.

Have courage.

This kind of courage should be possessed by the Sword Immortal.

He was determined to help, so he simply condensed a sword intention in his right hand and slowly spit it out.

At this moment, the door opened, and a vast white air floated out from the house, dissipating all the surrounding scenery into pure white.

Too plain and white?

Seeing this, Fu Danwei pulled Fu Xuanxing and others back.

Mother?

Fu Yinggu and Fu Yifu looked surprised.

Mother is in Henghua's house?

Henghua activated Tai Subai Qi and walked out of the room.

Looking at the people outside, he took Tai Suqi away.

"Mr. Yu, it's understandable that you consider your son's future and seek me out to invite you to fight. But I'm no longer a swordsman now, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help him resolve his knot."

Fu Henghua stood there openly and allowed everyone to observe.

Indeed, there was no trace of sword energy on his body.

Yu Xiaolei frowned and turned to ask his father.

Yu Zhitong observed Fu Henghua's current state and snorted again: "You can control your father's style very well."

Yes, he is no longer a swordsman.

"Isn't it natural for a son to follow his father?"

Heng Hua said to Xiao Lei: "To learn about swordsmanship, you should look for Xuan Xing. However, Xuan Xing's sword skills are at a bottleneck right now, so it is difficult to fight with you. Moreover, it is related to the battle between the Dao Sword Sect, and this is not a good opportunity for you to fight.

Let’s do this, in a few years we will have a discussion on Tianyang’s Taoism. At that time, you will have a fight there to see who is the top master of the younger generation.”

Tianyang talks about Tao?

Yu Xiaolei pondered.

He was indeed interested in Tianyang's theory of Taoism.

It is an excellent stage for the younger generation to compete for rankings. It is said that those who rank high can also be included in the Donglai Golden List.

"OK."

Fu Xuanxing also planned to participate in this Tianyang discussion, so naturally he would not refuse this agreement.

"Then it's settled." Yu Zhitong asked Fu Danwei to be a witness, and then left with his son.

Fu Henghua breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next few years, help Fu Xuanxing get the Nanmingli Fire Sword first!

Show off your power every day with a fairy sword, and then Xuan Xing will beat you up with a black nose and a swollen face.

Afterwards, he came to see Fu Danwei, Fu Yinggu and others.

Fu Yifu gave him a look that said, "I hope you will be blessed."

Secretly looking at the old man, Fu Henghua had an idea.

He respectfully greeted the old man again.

"Hmph - I asked you to come out?"

Vodanvi went directly into the house.

Henghua and others quickly followed.

After closing the door, Vodanvi immediately lowered his face.

"I asked you to lie in bed for three days, but you dare to get off the ground. It seems that the beating yesterday was not enough?"

"I'm worried about the conflict between you and Yu Xiaolei. Please don't get involved in our junior affairs."

That is a fairy sword. What if the old man has bad intentions and affects the sword fight later?

"Let us young people handle the matter of young people. Later I will help Xuan Xing get the fire sword and have a good showdown with him. This will save him from showing off his power with a fairy sword every day."

"It's up to you, but what do you say when you get out of bed?"

Hearing this, Henghua threw off his shoes and jumped onto the bed.

"Is this okay? I'll pretend to be sick for a few days and block other visitors."

"That's not necessary."

Fudanwei took out the seven-star whip.

Seeing this, Fu Yifu hurriedly said: "Father, what are you doing? Didn't you make enough trouble yesterday? Mother has to hear about it, and it's time to settle things with you."

Fu Danwei ignored him and only said to Fu Henghua: "Yesterday, your grandmother came in and the originally scheduled one hundred feet and two hundred lashes were not finished. Do you want to continue today or complete a homework?"
To be continued...