I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 144 Pure Yang Sword
"Forget it, the old man doesn't know much about young people, so I won't ask any more questions."

Seeing that Ye Feixian didn't want to disclose it, the Patriarch of the Xiao family raised his glass and invited: "Qingfeng Valley is still thousands of miles away from Jinglong City, and it is easy to find because it guards an important passage."

"The person in power is an innate seven-level powerhouse. If you encounter him in the future, you should prepare early."

"Thank you!"

After a banquet, the Patriarch of the Xiao family got drunk and dragged Ye Feixian to talk endlessly, which made the latter quite helpless.

In the early morning of the second day, he inspected the mine as if nothing had happened.

"Little friend, you can think carefully about this matter. If you have the opportunity, you can directly let your disciples come to Jinglong City. I will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."

After what happened yesterday, the Patriarch of the Xiao family was not so anxious anymore.

If the other party comes to the door again, his Xiao family must have made preparations long ago to catch them all and defend their interests.

But with Shen Xiaozong intervening, he will definitely give up more benefits in the end, and this kind of result is not what he wants.

The Xiao family, the treasure giving conference is still going on, but no one can touch the pure Yang sword, because the corresponding Xiao family attendants are too powerful.

Ordinary innate seven-level powerhouses are not very interested in such things.

If you want, you can cut straight to the point and join the Xiao family as a guest clerk, then you will have as much cultivation resources as you need.

This is still a helpless practitioner. If there is a sect disciple, there is no need to work hard for it.

On the high platform, the servants of the Xiao family stood proudly, hardly paying attention to everyone.

Seeing the Patriarch's return, all the attendants rushed forward to pay respects, but the latter was very tired, and after only explaining a few times, he directly led Ye Feixian and Nan Xizhi into the inner courtyard.

"Little friend, I just saw you staring at the Pure Yang Divine Soldier, and you haven't looked away for a long time."

"Still very interested in it?"

"Just curious."

Smiling and shaking his head, Ye Feixian said: "Why does Patriarch Xiao give such magical weapons to outsiders?"

"Hehe, to be honest, this old man's move is quite helpless."

"Something went wrong during Gouzi's practice, and he is sick now. If there is no suitable person to help, the road to practice... will probably be broken in the future."

"Of course, there is also the meaning of celebrating the strong man who has become one of the nine congenital realms."

"Could it be that that person is also helpless?"

"Disaster……"

Seeing that he was unwilling to continue, Ye Feixian deliberately changed the subject.

"Patriarch Xiao, thank you for your hospitality these few days. I have something else to do, so I won't bother you too much."

"...Alright, the old man will give you a ride!"

Unable to keep him, the head of the Xiao family offered to send Ye Feixian away.

Before leaving, he also gave Ye Feixian some Xuanming Iron, but the latter gave everything to Nan Xizhi.

For him, such extraneous things are not important.

One day later, in a secluded corner outside Jinglong City, Ye Feixian, who was controlling Feiyun Shuo, suddenly stopped, as if waiting.

Beside him, just as Nan Xizhi was about to speak, he saw a group of sneaky practitioners blocking the way in front of him. They were all masked in black cloth, so they couldn't see their faces clearly for the time being.

"Everyone, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hmph, if you are sensible, hand over everything obediently, and I will spare your life."

The man in the middle spoke very arrogantly, not paying attention to Ye Feixian at all.

Hearing this, Ye Feixian smiled.

He walked forward with empty hands and asked doubtfully, "For the matter of the mine?"

"You're smart!"

"Everyone, you are still so rampant after the death of a congenital six-level powerhouse, don't you take me too seriously?"

Laughing dumbfounded, Ye Feixian had already grasped the Immortal Soul with his right hand, and drew closer to him.

Ever since Xiao's family left, he had always felt that someone was following him, and he really showed up today.

"Hmph, how dare a mere thief dare to speak wild words?"

The person who claimed to be the Young Master was very rampant, and shot at Ye Feixian without saying a word, with sword aura flying behind him.

With a little force under his feet, Ye Feixian raised his sword and charged straight, colliding with the opponent in an instant.

The subordinates behind him wanted to surround him, but with Nan Xizhi present, they couldn't succeed.

"Ding!"

A crisp sword sound erupted between the two of them, and Ye Feixian leaped high with his strength, and slashed his sword in the air.

Rumble!
The violent roar immediately appeared!
Suppressing the opponent forcefully, Ye Feixian waved his right hand again and again, and blue lotus blossoms bloomed on the blade of the sword, beautiful and dangerous.

In an instant, a series of explosions erupted from the immortal soul, sending the opponent flying.

With one hand on the ground, the man looked at Ye Feixian with a sullen expression, and suddenly untied the cloth strip behind him, revealing a sword that Ye Feixian was more familiar with.

"Can't bear it so soon?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, pure Yang sword, I don't know how many practitioners want to get this thing, but never want to be in your hands."

"So much nonsense!"

The young master rushed forward for five or six steps, then kicked his back foot hard, flew up in an instant, the pure yang sword spun in his hand at a high speed, and suddenly a ferocious fire dragon appeared.

Roar--

The fire dragon opened its mouth and roared, opening its bloody mouth wide, trying to swallow Ye Feixian in one gulp.

But it was only a moment before it was unfolded by the latter's sword, and it turned into sparks in the air, dissipating invisible.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feixian rushed forward holding the sword, and the messy sword light immediately dazzled the opponent. When he recovered, he saw the immortal soul inserted into his abdomen.

"puff!"

Spitting out a big mouthful of blood, the man staggered backwards, but before he could stand still, a large piece of flesh and blood was sliced ​​off by Ye Feixian, and he was instantly at a disadvantage.

"The strength is not very good, how dare you?"

Shaking his head with a sneer, Ye Feixian no longer stayed behind, and killed the opponent with chaotic swords.

On the other side, Nan Xizhi was dealing with the enemy with ease, when he suddenly saw the scene here, he stopped staying and killed most of the enemies.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the rest were about to flee, but Ye Feixian stopped them at the end of the road.

"The Xiao family, I, Ye Feixian, remember you."

"Go back and tell Xiao Xuan that if there is a day to meet again in the future, I will definitely kill him by the sword."

Leaving the last person alive, Ye Feixian kicked the opponent, and then turned around carelessly.

But at this moment, Nan Xi Zhijiao shouted and slashed at Ye Feixian with a sword.

puff-

The sword energy flew past his temples, cutting off a few strands of his hair along the way.

Touching his slightly hot temples, Ye Feixian smiled mysteriously: "Miss Nan, you are..."

"Behind you."

Turning around according to the words, I saw a practitioner maintaining a forward posture, only one step away from stabbing Ye Feixian.

Knowing what was going on, he cupped his hands at Nan Xizhi: "Thank you."

Picking up the Chunyang sword, Ye Feixian played with it for a while.

It has to be said that this sword is not in vain.

As soon as he started to use it, he felt waves of warmth spread to his hands, and then flowed through his whole body, even the internal energy accelerated.

"Good sword!"

(End of this chapter)