The man in white robe sneered, not taking Feng Yu's words seriously at all. In his opinion, it seemed that this was just Feng Yu's nonsense.
"If you want to prove it, you have to show your ability! With your three-legged cat skills, are you worthy of being called the successor of the Sword Saint? It would be a waste to teach you the Qin family's innate energy!"
Feng Yu's eyes were full of anger, but his reason was still there. This man should be pushing his own potential, rather than really trying to deal with himself.
"Come again!"
"Come again? Okay, then take my sword again!"
Suddenly, several people looked up at the evening sky. Under the red sunset, there was suddenly a hint of coldness. The wind and clouds that were originally disturbed by the true energy suddenly stopped.
After a few breaths, a familiar scene appeared again. Under the sword energy, in mid-air, the sword energy all over the sky merged into one long sword after another.
This is the scene I experienced outside Jinling City that time, when all the Seven Killers were killed by the rain of swords!
Could it be him?
No, that's not right, the voice is different, the person in front of me should be younger!
The flying swords flew down, but there was a big difference, that is, thousands of long swords were pointed at Feng Yu!
Feng Yu spit out the remaining scarlet in his throat, picked up the broken sword, looked deeply at the sky, and closed his eyes.
In this rain of swords from the sky, Feng Yu seemed to suddenly have an epiphany. He cut off the sword in his hand and concentrated his sword intent. The blade seemed to grow out of thin air again, as if it was still a complete sword.
He raised his head to the sky and waved the sword light which was weak in comparison.
The blue dragon went straight up, and the two dragons went out to sea and used their three powers to exert their full strength. The roaring stegosaurus flew away, trying to bite the flying sword that landed. But the gap was too big, and it faded away after a few swords.
It wasn't until Feng Yu was half-kneeling on the ground, so exhausted that he could no longer hold the sword, that the green dragon finally disappeared.
"That's it? Then you can't save your friends."
At this moment, the man in white robe's eyes froze, because Feng Yu raised his head again, but this time there was something different, those eyes could not be red anymore!
He whispered softly: "Demon body? Why does it seem to be different? Is this also the way of swordsmanship?"
He noticed at a glance that Feng Yu's swordsmanship was a little different at the moment. The demon body was normal to him, but the sword intent in this state surprised him the most!
"This sword intent is such a brutal force."
Feng Yu roared like a wild beast, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and a sword was condensed on his head, a blood-red sword!
Although it is only of ordinary size, its murderous intent is really terrifying.
"I didn't expect that he still has such an unyielding murderous intention hidden in his heart, but fortunately, he seems to be able to control it. It should not be passed down by the sword master. What else did he encounter?"
There was only one blood-red sword, and he was isolated and helpless, but he was so timid that he faced the difficulty. The red light bloomed, and murderous intent spread out in all directions. Chu Yuexiang, who had no cultivation, suddenly felt nauseated, and his body was oppressed.
Some can't stand it.
The man in white robe glanced at her, and a soft force enveloped her, allowing her to calm down.
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Although Chu Yuexiang didn't know what happened, she still felt that the man in white robe helped her.
Even though the blood light was strong, the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. He couldn't even take a few breaths before it completely dissipated. Feng Yu also fainted on the gravel beach.
The man in white robe waved his hand, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened. It was quiet, with only the sound of dinner being blown by and the stream flowing in his ears.
"Is he supposed to be okay?"
Jue Ming stood beside the white-robed man and looked at Feng Yu with some worry. Chu Yuexiang was free of restraints and rushed to Feng Yu's side, carefully helping him up.
"Brother Qin, brother Qin, Xiaoyu, wake up!"
The man in white robe looked at the somewhat ambiguous Chu Yuexiang, frowned, and said with some displeasure, "He is fine, just exhausted. But at least today is not in vain. I hope he can still remember the sword strike just now when he wakes up."
Jue took a look at him and said, "You, you have to force him like this. When the sword intention is perfect, the sword power is the next thing to be understood, but how can it be so simple to master the power? Is it possible to achieve it overnight?"
The man in white robe did not sound guilty at all, "He must learn it as soon as possible! If he cannot understand the sword's power, his strength will be greatly reduced. If he meets a truly strong man, he will not be able to withstand a few moves. If he learns it early,
That day outside Qingfeng Pavilion, I would not have been defeated by the scum of the Demon Sect that day!"
"Okay, okay, I understand, you just think it's a bit embarrassing to let this kid's fiancée rescue him!"
The man in white robe turned his head and gave him a fierce look, "Don't you know what the consequences will be? Once his talent is not enough, what will he face? It is real death! Only by learning it early can you have the power to protect yourself.
.Don’t forget, outside the Jianghu, the court situation is in turmoil, a war is probably not far away, the battlefield is dangerous, and the generals of the Western Jin Dynasty are not simple things."
"Whatever, I think he's quite pleasing to the eye, just don't die, otherwise you, the father, will be the one who feels sorry for him."
The man in white robe is Xia Xuanyuan! This time he left Penglai with Tantai Mingyue, but he did not go back with them, but stayed.
"Brother Xia, it was not easy to return the clan with ten thousand swords just now. Aren't you afraid of causing any trouble?"
"Hmph, I just want to let the world know that the Xia family is not dead yet! Some people who want to try to climb up on us can just stop and stop!"
"Really? I think it's more than that. Many people in the world know about Xia Ling's entry into the world. Your purpose seems to be to show him prestige and be his backer. After all, he is your biological brother. For
I’ll save you, but I’ll lock you up on the island for twenty years.”
Xia Xuanyuan said nothing, acquiescing to Jue Ming's words.
"I can't stay too long. I have to go back to Penglai after a trip to Tianji Tower. Although I can't protect him, this may relieve a little pressure."
"Your younger brother is not weak either, and your son is also very persuasive. If you really need something, just hide in Yinshan Mountain. Ye Tian is here, and unless those people come out personally, there is nothing they can do to him."
"Stop talking and continue on your way. I'll heal his injuries."
"Tsk, tsk, I don't feel sorry for my son anymore."
The carriage was still driving towards its destination, but the two Wu Chang were directly ignored and could only act as coachmen. The two of them had been knocked unconscious long before, and Jueming and Xia Xuanyuan's
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It was impossible for them to hear the conversation. It was just a little strange that there was one more person, and the adult was injured.
Ling Yu asked Jue Ming in a low voice, "Lord Qin Mo, sir, what's going on? I always feel like something happened while we were fainting?"
"Well, there was a sneak attack, but luckily, I found a strong helper. With him here, I can rest assured along the way."
The two of them nodded and didn't say anything more. The man in a bamboo hat and white robe who suddenly appeared to heal the Lord's wounds seemed very difficult to deal with, but he was very nice to the Lord, so he didn't mind his own business.
Chu Yuexiang was always awake. She seemed to have heard something, but she always felt that there was a set of eyes staring at her under the bamboo hat, as if she would disappear immediately if she had a wrong thought. It was scary. Now looking at him giving Qin
The younger brother is healing, but he is not that bad, and he seems to like him very much.
"Senior," unable to hold back, Chu Yuexiang asked after Xia Xuanyuan finished talking to Feng Yu about his injuries, "You seem to dislike me very much?"
Xia Xuanyuan was meditating and resting in the carriage with his eyes closed, "No, but you have to change the name you call him. The little girl's family always chases a man and calls him brother Qin, which may cause misunderstanding."
Chu Yuexiang was a little afraid of him, so she said oh, not sure if it was considered an agreement.
"Are you from the Chu family in Youzhou?"
"Well, my name is Chu Yuexiang."
"There is a Pufa Temple in Youzhou. How is your relationship with it?"
"Our family is very familiar with Abbot Huixin and Master Hui'an of Pufa Temple, and we often go to the mountain to worship Buddha."
"Hui Xin? It seems that Liao Wu is dead."
Is this the name of a master? Chu Yuexiang has never heard of this name, so he said nothing. Xia Xuanyuan stopped talking and rested quietly. Feng Yu’s injury was nothing more than exhaustion.
That's all, it gets better quickly.
Beside the fire at night, several people sat on the ground with two fires. Chu Yuexiang supported Feng Yu, who was still awake, and leaned against the tree, "Uncle Jueming, why hasn't he woke up yet?"
"Uncle? Little girl, you are pretty quiet. Don't worry, he is fine. He will wake up when it's time."
"But he has been asleep for a long time."
"Isn't it normal to fall asleep when you are tired? Don't be nervous."
Xia Xuanyuan suddenly said: "This is not far from Shaoshi Mountain. We will change the route tomorrow and go to Shaolin first."
"Why are you going to Shaolin? Do you want to meet those monks?"
"Isn't it possible?" There was a hint of coldness in the words, and several people instantly felt as if they were very cold.
"It doesn't matter, just go wherever you want."
Ling Yu and Gu Feng looked at each other and hesitated, "Here, sir, you said you were going to the Qinling Mountains, you didn't say you were going to Shaolin."
Jue Ming interrupted the two of them, "We are on the same side, if he doesn't believe me, why doesn't he believe me? Go to Shaolin, go to Shaolin, don't be verbose, the result will be the same when he wakes up."
"Oh well."
At this time, Feng Yu's eyelids moved, as if he was about to wake up. However, for a long time, his eyelids only moved and still did not open.
"Is this kid having a nightmare?"
Xia Xuanyuan rolled his eyes at him and looked at his son, thinking a little but saying nothing. He seemed to have guessed what Feng Yu was thinking about at this moment.