Chapter 112 Fairy Sword Gate

Qian Xiaosheng smiled, straightened up, held a strange-looking disk in his hand, and said to Feng Xiaotian with a smile, "Brother Feng, you and I are just friends. I really didn't expect your status to be so respected that you are the ancestor of Xianjianmen!" It's really disrespectful after class, haha! It's so funny!" With that, Qian Xiaosheng bent down with a smile again.

The white-faced Taoist priest was red and white for a while. He knew that he had made a mistake for a while and fell in the full set of Feng Xiaotian. He stared at Feng Xiaotian closely, his eyes were angry, and he was about to choose someone to eat.

The Taoist priest with three long beards patted the shoulder of the Taoist priest and signaled him not to be impatient. He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "This brother's surname is Feng? I don't know what kind of person it is?"

"Didn't I tell you just now? I have no sect, and I have no name. What do you want? To put it bluntly!" Feng Xiaotian answered impatiently.

"It's okay for you to humiliate my brother. Why do you insult my master? I won't give up with you today!" The long-brimmed Taoist priest's face was as heavy as water, and he shouted harshly.

"Ha ha, in the competition space, we are already opponents. What do you want? Just let it go!" Feng Xiaotian didn't care, he said with a relaxed face.

"What an arrogant boy, look at the sword!" The two Taoist priests shouted in unison, and the long sword in their hands suddenly flew out, constantly hovering in the air, bringing countless grains of sand flying all over the sky, which was amazing.

Xianjianmen specializes in swordsmanship. These two Taoists have been immersed in swordsmanship for nearly a thousand years. This move is really extraordinary. The flying sword with the sound of roaring, with the wind and sand all over the sky, circled back and forth on the top of the windy sky. For a moment, I don't know from which angle it will attack.

Qian Xiaosheng was so scared that he shouted strangely: "Brother Feng, you resist first!" After saying that, he fiddled with the strange disk in his hand, and a white light shot out, and Qian Xiaosheng was in the white light.

Feng Xiaotian smiled helplessly when he saw this and said to himself, this boy is slippery and tight!

The two swords flying in the air are still flying in the air. The sword light shuttles quickly, and the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, weaving a sword net in the air. Feng Xiaotian still sits easily on the sand, looking at the sword light all over the sky. To be honest, if it is such a fierce attack before yesterday's breakthrough. Potentially, even if Feng Xiaotian can win, I'm afraid he will be in a hurry. But now that his consciousness can be separated from his body, he has long used the trend of the flying sword above his head to "see" clearly, which is simply the enemy's opportunity.

The two Taoist priests saw that Feng Xiaotian's face was relaxed, and the two of them couldn't help but be angry. They looked at each other and roared, "The heavenly girl scattered flowers!" The two worked together to make a powerful sword move. They saw their gestures dancing, and the sword formulas came out frequently. The two swords suddenly glowed. For a moment, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the eye-catching sword light spewed out thinly, like a drizzle all over the sky, and there was endless killings in the gorgeous.

Feng Xiaotian was not in a hurry. He still sat on the ground and did not raise his head. He did not see the sword rain all over the sky. The Lieyang sword in his hand gently waved upwards, and the mana gushed out, bringing out a wave of flames. He only heard the two sounds of "ding" and "ding", and the Lieyang sword was full of solid. The sword rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and it was gorgeous just now. The rotten sword light dissipated in an instant, and the two flying swords hit an iron wall and flew back to their respective masters with a wail.

The two Taoist priests of the Fairy Sword Gate looked at each other in shudder, and the long-bical Taoist priest asked in a trembling voice, "You - how do you know the direction of our real sword is?" Their immortal swordsmanship is the most important swordsmanship, which is also something that the two of them have always been proud of. Generally, practitioners of the same strength often fall under their exquisite swordsmanship. Even if they are sometimes defeated, they are still hardened by people who are far superior to their mana. Have they ever seen them break the sword moves as lightly as Feng Xiaotian, unless Feng Xiaotian is familiar with Know the sword move and know the flaws of this move, but how is this possible?

"Hey hey, you and other carving and insect skills, you also dare to take out and show ugliness, really laughing!" How could Feng Xiaotian tell him the truth and pretended to be arrogant.

The light group behind Feng Xiaotian suddenly appeared, and Qian Xiaosheng appeared again. He held his strange disk and said with a smile on his face, "Ha ha, I knew that Brother Feng is wise and martial arts. It's easy to defeat these two wastes!"

"Where, no, compared with Brother Qian's super defense, it's still much worse!" When Feng Xiaotian saw Qian Xiaosheng's sound, he stopped sitting, stood up, and said with a smile on his face.

"Ha ha, that's true, otherwise, with the cultivation in the early stage of the lower body, it has long been eliminated by those two losers!" Qian Xiaosheng's face was not red and his heart was not beating. He actually responded like this, and he was proud. At this moment, he had long forgotten that he had just been attacked by others. His white clothes had been hanging in strands for a long time, and he still held the folding fan in his hand, but a few broken fan bones were pulled together. The handful of beards on his chin were still upturned, and his expression was ridiculous.

"Ha ha! Yes, Brother Qian is really awesome!" Feng Xiaotian felt that Qian Xiaosheng was really true, and he continued to compliment him with a smile.

The two Taoists saw Feng Xiaotian and Qian Xiaosheng talking and laughing, and they didn't pay attention to his two disciples of Xianjianmen. They were so angry! Relying on their origin in the holy land of cultivation, these two have always been used to rampant. They have never suffered such a cold reception, and a sense of evil can't help it.

"Wow! I'm so angry!" The white face did not need to get the Taoist priest to take the lead. The flying sword in his hand shot out at Feng Xiaotian. The long bearded Taoist priest was not willing to lag behind. The flying sword in his hand flew towards Qian Xiaosheng, which scared Qian Xiaosheng to quickly hide behind Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian looked at the two flying swords with a smile and raised the Lieyang sword without panic.

The swordsmanship of Xianjianmen is really extraordinary. When the two flying swords approached Feng Xiaotian, the two Taoist priests shouted in unison: "Liemei dot!" The two flying swords actually shook in the air, and each sword turned into dozens of sharp swords, which densely sealed all the front of Feng Xiaotian. Looking at this situation, Feng Xiaotian was careless, and I'm afraid he would become a hedgehog!

Feng Xiaotian looked at the sharp sword in front of him, and a relaxed smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Just like just now, the Lieyang sword was not in a hurry and waved gently forward. The tip of the sword gushed out flames and clicked twice in the air. The flying sword in the sky disappeared in an instant, leaving only two flying swords flying back in the shocked look of the two Taoist priests.

"You-you-" The two Taoist priests looked at Feng Xiaotian like a ghost and pointed to him and couldn't speak for a moment. They couldn't figure out how each of their sword moves could be found out by Feng Xiaotian's flaws. Is this nameless Sanxiu really familiar with the swordsmanship in his door?

"Ha ha, what are you? You two cut me with two swords in a row. It's time for me to reply!" Feng Xiaotian said, and the Lieyang sword in his hand suddenly disappeared. The purple light flashed, and the light sword was now in his hand.

The two Taoist priests have been frightened for a long time. How dare they take it? The two of them will take off with a sword and escape.

How could Feng Xiaotian let them go so easily? The light sword in his hand flew out of the air and drew a purple arc of light in the air. In an instant, he came to the two immortal sword disciples. These two Taoist priests did not dare to neglect, and the flying swords in their hands waved together to resist the momentum of the light swords.

The two of them never thought that as soon as their flying sword touched the purple flying sword, they saw the other party's flying sword shaking in an instant. A strange thunder and lightning-like force came from the flying sword against the opposite side. It was Feng Xiaotian's own name! The two of them were shocked, but before they had time to react, they were hit by the strange power.

"Ah!" Ah!" First, there were two screams, and then only a crackling sound was heard. The two Taoist priests were entangled in thunder and lightning. After a while, they turned into light and left with hatred. They didn't know what tricks they had died from the other party until they died, so they were inexplicably eliminated.

"Feng - Brother Feng, you - what kind of trick are you doing?" Qian Xiaosheng's mouth was so open that he could stuff a big duck egg, and he stood for a while before asking. Although he knew that Brother Feng was strong, he never thought that the two immortal sword disciples who had reached the middle of their out of their minds could be easily destroyed by Feng Xiaotian's move. It was incredible!

"Ha ha, this was created by myself, which made Brother Qian laugh!" Feng Xiaotian didn't expect that with the growth of his strength, the power of this Thunderbolt Zhenqi also increased significantly.

"Self-created?" Qian Xiaosheng opened his mouth again, and his eyes towards Feng Xiaotian slowly changed from interest to worship. Little stars appeared in his eyes. He suddenly fell in front of Feng Xiaotian and said loudly, "Brother Feng, no, boss, you are my boss. My admiration for you is like the endless river, endless! You are my sun, you are my light, you illuminate my way forward--

"Oh, Brother Qian, what are you doing? Get up quickly!" When Feng Xiaotian saw Qian Xiaosheng like this, he really couldn't laugh or cry. He quickly got up and helped him. He couldn't help thinking of Fengjiazhuang's live baby thin monkey and big head. A warm current flowed from the bottom of his heart. Wasn't the two little boy also pestering him like this?

"Don't call me Qian brother, just call me Qian. I want to be the boss. Boss, you can accept me!" Qian Xiao didn't get up and begged. He was knowledgeable and extremely accurate. He vaguely felt that he was about to recognize the boss and would be a great man in the future.

"Brother Qian, how can this make it?" Feng Xiaotian looked embarrassed.

"If you don't accept me, I won't get up! Whoo-hoo--" Qian Xiao couldn't afford to live, so he played tricks on the ground, pretended to sob, and wiped his nose, tears and so on Feng Xiaotian's body.

"Well, well, I promised you!" Feng Xiaotian was helpless and had to answer.

"No, call me Xiaoqian! Whoo-hoo!" Qian Xiaosheng still couldn't afford it, and he cried.

"Okay, Qian, get up!" Feng Xiaotian couldn't, so he had to agree.

"Yes, boss!" Qian Xiaosheng got up from the ground happily, and there was no sadness on his face!

In this way, Feng Xiaotian had another younger brother. At this time, he did not think of the significance of this younger brother to him in the future!