Huang Yanchen walked through the bustling streets and came to a mansion located in the central area of ​​Shentai City. He stopped and walked towards the gate.

The mansion is quite gorgeous.

On both sides of the gate, there was a beast protecting the palace, a Vajra Angry Lion, with a huge body and a dazzling golden light radiating from the fur all over the body.

At the same time, there were also six guards in armor standing next to the Vajra Rage Lion to guard the gate. The aura radiated from their bodies was very powerful, and they were obviously first-class masters.

"I've seen Miss Smoke and Dust."

The six guards obviously knew Huang Yanchen's identity and bowed to her at the same time.

Then, the two guards walked over and opened the door of the mansion for her.

"Being able to live in the central area of ​​Shentai City is definitely a great figure."

Zhang Ruochen stood in the distance and carefully observed the six guards. He found that the armor they wore was all at the level of tenth-level true martial arts treasures, and belonged to the Law Enforcement Hall of the Wu City Academy.

Moreover, their cultivation is all in the Fish and Dragon Realm, and it is obviously the top experts selected from the Law Enforcement Hall.

If a monk in the Yulong Realm can guard the gate, then the person in the mansion will be at least a semi-saint, or even a saint.

Zhang Ruochen's mouth curled, and he could already guess who was living in the mansion.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen stopped hiding his body and walked forward.

"Ao!"

The Vajra Angry Lion, who was standing on both sides of the mansion, opened his eyes at the same time and stared at Zhang Ruochen, revealing a strong hostility.

Two golden waves of air radiated from their bodies.

Of course, the six guards also saw Zhang Ruochen walking over, but they recognized the Taoist robe on Zhang Ruochen and knew that the other party was a holy disciple of Liangyi Sect, so they immediately drank the two Vajra Angry Lions.

After all, they are now in the territory of Liangyi Sect, so of course they should be more polite to the Holy Disciples of Liangyi Sect.

Among the six guards, the highest cultivation man looked in his forties, with a pair of ears the size of a palm fan. He held a spear and took two steps forward, bowed and said, "Who is here?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly, took out the token of the sect to show his identity, and said, "Lin Yue of Liangyi Sect, is here to visit Senior Xuanji Sword Saint."

When the six people heard Lin Yue's name, they were quite moved.

After all, Lin Yue is a top genius in Liangyi Sect and one of the most influential figures in the Sword Conference, which forced them to treat them carefully.

"It turned out to be a sword-doctrine genius from Liangyi Sect."

All the six guards showed respectful expressions on their faces.

The guard with the highest cultivation level showed a look of dismay on his face and said, "Although the Sword Saint is temporarily living in the mansion, he is a dragon without a tail. Even if we can hardly see him, I don't know if he has gone out now."

Obviously, they felt that Lin Yue was too young. Even if he had a great reputation among the younger generation, he was not qualified to be received by Xuan Ji Sword Saint.

"Master is indeed in this mansion."

Zhang Ruochen showed joy and said, "You just need to go in and report. If so, Senior Sword Saint does not want to see me, I will leave."

Just when the six guards were in a dilemma, Feng Han walked out of the gate.

Feng Han is the fourth disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint. He is tall and thin, and looks twenty-five or six years old. His face is quite pale and he looks very sick.

"Wow!"

The six guards half-kneeled on the ground at the same time and saluted Feng Han, looking very respectful, and said in unison: "Greetings to Feng Han Bansaint."

Zhang Ruochen had naturally heard the name "Feng Han" before, but it was the first time he saw him and said in his heart: "It turns out that he is the fourth senior brother, Feng Han. The third senior brother once said that the fourth senior brother's sword talent is the highest among all senior brothers."

For some reason, Zhang Ruochen vaguely felt a very dangerous aura on Feng Han's body, which was very familiar and unfamiliar.

Compared with the other three senior brothers, the Saint of Qingxiao, Zhu Hongtao and Wan Ke, there was a hidden and unrevealed cold and resentful aura on the fourth senior brother.

Feng Han looked sick and gently raised one hand to signal the six guards to get up.

"Ahem."

He coughed twice before looking at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a dry voice: "My friend Lin Yue, Master already knows that you are here to visit, so I specially told me to pick you up. Please!"

Zhang Ruochen bowed to Feng Han, then followed him and walked into the mansion.

This mansion covers an area of ​​about 150 acres, not big, but not small.

There are not many people in the mansion, and it looks very quiet.

In the central area, there is a lotus pond shrouded in white mist. At this moment, Xuan Ji Sword Saint was sitting by the water, holding a blue bamboo pole, and was fishing.

"Disciple has brought Little Friend Lin Yue. I wonder if Master has any other instructions?" Feng Han asked with a bow.

A smile appeared on Xuan Ji Sword Saint, and waved his hand, saying, "Feng Han, you retreat first, I want to have a separate conversation with Lin Yue."

Feng Han was quite surprised, turned his face, looked at Lin Yue, and showed a confused expression.

He really didn't understand why Master personally met a monk from the Yulong Realm?

After shaking his head gently, Feng Han retreated.

After Feng Han left, Zhang Ruochen could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and immediately saluted his master.

However, Xuan Ji Sword Saint intended to test his cultivation. He shook his arm and immediately lifted the bamboo pole. The fishing line hung on the pole broke away from the water surface, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind, turning into a silver light, slashing towards Zhang Ruochen's neck.

Zhang Ruochen was slightly shocked and quickly released the holy energy of protecting the body. Then, he circulated the holy energy of his whole body and slapped forward with a palm.

"Swish!"

The fishing line was originally very soft, but it was wrapped with a layer of holy energy, which suddenly became extremely sharp and turned into nine wave-shaped sword energy, one after another.

The fishing line passed through the palm force and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's legs, hands, waist and abdomen, and it was simply omnipresent.

For a sword saint, every blade of grass and tree can be used as a sword, and even exudes infinite power.

With Xuan Ji Sword Saint's cultivation level, if he takes all his strength, even if he just holds a blade of grass and slashes down, he can divide a city into two halves.

At this moment, he used fishing lines as his sword and did not use much holy energy, but the sword technique he showed was extremely exquisite and made people unable to defend against.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to retreat, but found that a circle of fishing lines had wrapped around him and blocked his retreat.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and saw that he was trapped by the fishing line, he smiled and said, "The sword can be hard or soft. The combination of hardness and softness is the sword that cannot be broken."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint's understanding of Jian Er is "hard" and "soft", and he pays more attention to sword moves.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, stretched his hands into the void at the same time, condensed a four-foot sword, and shouted softly: "Sword 2."

The two swords were swung at the same time, forming a sword energy field and extending outward. Hundreds of sword energy quickly rotated in the field, turning into a black and white vortex, rolling up the slender fishing line.

"break!"

Zhang Ruochen rushed upwards, hitting the fish hook with a sword, making a "ding" sound.

The fish hook lost its direction and the fishing line became messy.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen immediately rushed forward, crossed the winding of the fishing line, and appeared behind Xuan Ji Sword Saint.

The sword in Zhang Ruochen's hands immediately dissipated and turned into two holy auras, dissipating in the air.

Then, he knelt on one knee and said, "Disciple, pay homage to Master."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint narrowed his eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "No, quite good. He has actually reached the second level of Sword 2. Ruochen, you have not disappointed me."

In the Fish and Dragon Realm, you only need to cultivate to the tenth level of Sword One, and you can be called the sword saint's resource.

Zhang Ruochen is obviously even better. How could Xuanji Sword Saint be unhappy when he cultivated Jian Er to such a high level?

Xuan Ji Sword Saint was in a good mood. He smiled loudly, quickly stretched out his hands and raised them gently. Zhang Ruochen was immediately lifted up by an invisible force and stood up straight again.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "There is something unknown to me. How did Master recognize his disciple's true identity?"

Xuan Ji Sword Saint looked at him carefully and said, "Your invisible and invisible thirty-six changes, and your cultivation is still a bit short of time. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive you as a teacher."

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, and he really felt that he was showing off his skills.

After all, this kind of martial art is passed down to him by the master. If others can’t see the flaws, will the master not be able to see it?

Xuan Ji Sword Saint stood up, paced with his hands behind his back, and said, "With your current attainments, once you enter the swordsmanship conference, you will definitely be recognized by some old guys. In the next few days, you will stay in the mansion and help you personally practice the thirty-six transformations of the Invisible and Invisible to a more complete state."

"Master knows that I want to attend the sword contest?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint glared and said, "With your current swordsmanship attainments, even if you can't enter the top three, it's easy to enter the top ten. If you don't participate in such an opportunity to compete with all the swordsmanship geniuses in the world, wouldn't you be angry as your master if you don't participate?"

"A master is a sword saint, of course, you need to save face. If you can make a name for yourself at the sword contest, you will naturally be very pleased. At that time, you will have an advantage in your life and death duel with the Jiuyou Sword Saint. With this advantage, you can at least increase your chances of winning by 10% of your master."

The cultivation of Xuan Ji Sword Saint and Jiuyou Sword Saint is between the same age, and it is difficult to tell who is stronger.

However, the mentality on the day of the decisive battle will definitely have a great impact on them.

Whoever has a better mentality will have a greater chance of winning.

Thinking of the life-and-death battle, Zhang Ruochen naturally felt a sense of worry in his heart, and said, "Master, you have done enough for your disciples. There is no need to take such a big risk to fight the life-and-death battle with the Jiuyou Sword Saint. In case of an accident..."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint immediately shook his hand and said calmly: "Actually, the reason why I gave the letter of war to Jiuyou Sword Saint is not entirely because of you."

"More importantly, the master's cultivation has reached a critical point, and it is impossible to break through this limit just by practicing."

"Only by using a close life-and-death battle can one inspire one's own potential and break through to the realm that one dreamed of being a teacher."

"The state of the Nine Nether Sword Saint should be similar to mine. He also wants to use this battle to break through the final bottleneck. So, he obviously did not kill you, but he still took over the war book."
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