Chapter 25 Xumi Fantasy

The white-faced young man stared at Han Fei and ignored his hands lying on the ground. He sat next to Han Fei with a smile and looked at the girl in red opposite him. He said, "This girl has done a lot of good things recently. It's very annoying to see my Li family."

Han Fei watched with cold eyes. The girl opposite saw that Han Fei closed his cold eyes and looked at the white-faced young man with disgust and said, "It's not that you beat civilians randomly. You think it's great for your Li family to take the Yufeng Gate. We..."

"Miss!" The two maids hurriedly interrupted her, and then, regardless of the superiority and inferiority, the angry girl ran away.

Han Fei frowned faintly and opened his eyes doubtfully.

The white-faced young man seemed to know what Han Fei was wondering about and explained, "In the East China Sea, the cultivation of immortal sect is a big open mountain gate, and seamen will enter freely every year."

After saying that, he got up seriously, paid tribute to Han Fei, and said, "Li Tianqing, a disciple of the inner door of the lower Yufengmen, please ask your Taoist friends!"

Han Fei saw that what he said was formal, and he also found that the other party and himself were in the later stage of gas refining, so he also got up and returned.

"Han Fei, a disciple of Xianxia Sect of the Tang Dynasty."

"Ha ha, it turned out to be a high apprentice of Xianxia Sect. It is rumored that thousands of years ago, Zixia Zhenren dominated the nine continents of the mainland. Li Tianqing seemed to sigh with envy, and then Ling Nian and Han Fei were right. He also said, "Brother Han is young and gentle. It seems that he is only 16 years old. He has reached the late stage of gas refining. It's really enviable."

Han Fei sneered and ignored it. The other party talked about some ancient deeds of thousands of years ago, but Han Fei was not interested at all. In Xianxia Sect, they are only three generations of disciples and have not yet known the qualifications of some real major events of Xianxia Sect. Outside, other people's words are not all true.

Obviously, Li Tianqing talked about this when he came up, some of which were true and almost fake. Han Fei is not a fool, and he can see it.

Seeing that Han Fei was not interested in talking, Li Tianqing turned his eyes and said, "Brother Han, I heard that you seem to have seen the double-headed dragon with your own eyes. Can you describe the scene at that time for me?"

"Bang!" The wine glass in his hand made a sudden explosion. The fear that had just stabilized surged into my mind again.

And Li Tianqing, who provoked the fear of Han Fei, will naturally be the first to face Han Fei's heomorial thoughts.

The cold and killing sword spirit flew overhead, and the fierce and domineering breath was pressed like a giant beast. In the later stage of gas refining, Li Tianqing suddenly reacted, and the blue spiritual light all over his body flashed, like water like the wind, resisting the cold flying sword spirit killing idea.

"Sword cultivation! Is it the rumored Zixia Tianjian Jue of Xianxia Sect? Sure enough, he is domineering and murderous, worthy of the name of the heavenly sword. Li Tianqing struggled to resist the murderous spirit of Han Fei. It is also in the later stage of gas refining, but sword cultivation has a unique advantage, that is, absolutely domineering and fierce in momentum.

However, Jianxiu does not have strong sword formulas and sword moves. No matter how strong the momentum is, it is useless. Therefore, Li Tianqing, who knew this well, did not pay much attention to Han Fei.

All the immortal cultivation sects know that Xianxia Sect is no longer what it used to be. In those years, Zixia Zhenren has long been lost. Although the skills he passed on have their own mysteries, Zixia Tianjian Jue has only passed on the remnants. Not to mention the power has been greatly reduced, it is also extremely difficult to practice.

Just because he understood this, Li Tianqing didn't look up to Han Fei. The smiling white face was replaced with a gloomy and ferocious face.

"The real name power demarcation line of Jian Xiu is in the Yuanhua period, and their swords will never be placed in the universe bag." Li Tianqing glanced at the universe bag around Han Fei's waist and guessed it in his heart.

He didn't know that the cold sword had already been lost in the sea.

"Brother Han came from the mainland, I'm afraid it's also for Xumi Fantasy?" Li Tianqing's eyes dripped and said gloomy.

Han Fei didn't even look at Li Tianqing's face. Li Tianqing saw his cultivation level, but he couldn't see that his sword power was much deeper and pure than him.

What he said about the fantasy of Xumi made Han Fei very interested.

"I don't know about this. Can Brother Li explain it to me?" Han Fei took a sip of wine and asked indifferently.

Li Tianqing's expression moved and said, "Brother Han really doesn't know. Hey, it's okay if you don't know."

Han Fei was secretly preparing. Li Tianqing suddenly took action and saw his hands waving repeatedly, and hundreds of sharp blade-like cold light appeared in the whole hall in an hour.

As soon as his body moved, Han Fei jumped up and dodged the cold light. The white pupil stared at Li Tianqing's hands.

Li Tianqing smiled and suddenly shouted loudly. The green light in his hands flashed boldly, and suddenly flew out hundreds of wind blades. The cold light quickly brushed the unavoidable shoulder.

"So that's it!" The cold light flashed in Han Fei's eyes. Regardless of the wound on his shoulder, he pointed to the sword in his right hand, and the sword power burst out. Hundreds of swords and wind blades collided, bursting with a deafening sound.

"Bang!" The tables and chairs around are all cut into pieces by invisible force. Han Fei pushed with both hands, and the sword was sent. Countless wood chips were condensed on a layer of ice and rushed to Li Tianqing.

The skill of carving insects. Li Tianqing snorted coldly, and his left hand gently pushed forward, and an invisible wall formed out of thin air.

Han Fei sneered and let go of the momentum of his whole body without scruples. The cold and killing momentum was like a wild beast, and the air burst into a roar and pressed towards Li Tianqing.

Li Tianqing's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body was suddenly squeezed by a force, and the invisible force shocked his mind.

"Roar!" In a faint time, a cold sword spirit was mixed with the breath of killing, like a sharp sword, squeezing the air and bursting through Li Tianqing's air wall.

"Wo!" The blue ice sword twisted by Jian Yuanli suddenly stopped an inch in front of Li Tianqing's nose, and the cold force froze a layer of frost on his body.

In an instant, Li Tianqing's face was purple with cold, and his body trembled.

"No...impossible!" Li Tianqing looked at Han Fei with white eyes in disbelief, and felt the cold breath of Han Fei and the ice-blue sword spirit. He was sure that this was not Zixia Tianjianjue. Because the sword spirit emitted by the power of Zixia Tianjian is purple, psychedelic purple.

"Tell me about Xumi's fantasy, and I'll let you go." Han Fei came over in a cold voice, and the wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding.

"Hahaha, let me go? Do you dare to kill me?" Li Tianqing hesitated for a moment and looked at Han Fei with no expression on his face. He laughed.

"Ah!" While smiling, a tingling sensation in his abdomen made him howl.

He looked at Han Fei with a distorted face because of pain. At this moment, he had not experienced pain and finally understood that Han Fei was a fierce person.

Under Han Fei's forced confession, Li Tianqing said the story of Xumi's fantasy tremblingly.

A month ago, almost at the same time as the double-headed dragon disturbed the stability of the sea, on Pengxian Island in the East China Sea, a pair of fairy scrolls suddenly appeared over Jinpeng Mountain. The fairy scrolls spread, and thousands of miles of miles suddenly became confused. In the confusion, the place that was originally a mountain turned into a glorious and huge group of palaces. Originally a stream, it was a magnificent waterfall, and countless fairy birds danced. Originally a plain, it turned into a sea of flowers. In the sea of flowers, fairies danced in groups.

The beautiful scene instantly attracted the immortals of the whole Pengxian Island. Under their confirmation, they thought it was the legendary Xumi fantasy picture that appeared thousands of years ago.

As soon as the four characters of Xumi Fantasy came out, there was an uncontrollable sensation, and the whole immortal cultivation sect in the East China Sea sent out the masters in the door as soon as possible.

"What is the fantasy of Xumi?" Han Fei asked coldly. He let go of his right hand and put it on Li Tianqing and withdrew the power of Jian Yuan.

"Wow!" As soon as the strength of the cold sword was collected, Li Tianqing finally walked out of the cold torture. He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the cold air that still existed in the meridians with spiritual power. Looking at Han Fei, he felt a feeling of weakness and coldness rising from the soles of his feet.

In his eyes, the teenager is too cold, not as cold as a person. The eyes are too strange, and the sword power is too cold, fierce and domineering.

The cold is not only his heart, but also his strength. He has lost too much, and his heart is too cold. But he has also gained a lot and can always keep a warm space in his heart.

His strength is the key. In the spiritual sea, two sealed forces, a complete ice cold, formed a world, the world of mixed with raw beads, the world of ice apes. Another force, domineering and magical, also forms a world, which is the guiding spirit left by the giant.

"Speak quickly, what is the fantasy of Xumi?" Han Fei's cold eyes flashed and urged him.

Li Tianqing trembled all over, as if he had been stabbed by an ice cone. His heart shrank violently, and a mouthful of blood was spit out by him.

The fierce color in his eyes flashed, and Li Tianqing trembled and took out a book from the universe bag. Han Fei took it and took a look, and it said: Gubaoqi Medicine Record.

He hurriedly opened it. On one page, Han Fei saw the explanation of Xumi's fantasy.

Before he could see more, Han Fei quickly slapped Li Tianqing's head, which had been sealed with spiritual power, and then quickly jumped out of the window.

In just a quarter of an hour, Han Fei quickly ran to Dinghua Island and roared in the air. The swifts fell from the sky, and there was no need for Han Fei to greet him. He shouted crisply to the sea, and the sea dragon fish emerged from the bottom of the water.

The sea dragon fish shouted happily at the swift, and the swift also chirled and flew high into the sky.

Han Fei looked at the back and felt that several sharp breaths were rushing towards this side. He no longer hesitated. He used the last sword power to support it under his feet, jumped 100 meters in place, and jumped to the back of the sea dragon fish.

As soon as Han Fei stepped on it, the sea dragon fish shouted softly and swam towards the deep sea with Han Fei.

Just as Han Fei's figure disappeared on the coastline, the five figures dragged a long phantom and came to this place, several times faster than Han Fei. If it hadn't been for the sudden beating of the beads in Han Fei's heart, which made Han Fei feel that the hostility was approaching, I'm afraid Han Fei would not be able to leave.

"This son is very alert." A middle-aged man led by the Five Shadows said in a low voice.

"It seems that I have gone to Pengxian Island." The young man behind him smiled and looked at the distance behind him.

"The garbage of Yufengmen seems to be a mess that offends people again." Another young man sneered.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Don't say more, prepare a boat and go to Pengxian Island."

"Yes!" Four young people answered at the same time.

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