Chapter 7 Lieyang Sword School, Zixia Seven Swords

At the beginning of the new month, Han Fei meditated early, and the sword power in his body was so full that it was about to burst out.

The strength in the early stage of foundation building has an attack power comparable to the peak of the later stage of foundation construction. Since Guihai found his pure treasure, such as the original pearl, he has trained his body with great excitement.

Help Yuyan go to Yaofeng to get a bag of Yuandan. This is a good thing to supplement spiritual power, and it can be eaten by swifts, and it can also increase its spiritual power. It is just right for weak swifts.

Returning to the sea is to tell Han Feitian that the machine is unfathomable. If you really want to test it, the disaster will fall in advance that day.

Feeling the serious and tense atmosphere full of the aura of heaven and earth, Han Fei raised his head confidently and walked forward.

Wang Chengjiu has already been taken away and went to Xiandaofeng to help.

At this time, Han Fei has come to Xiandao Peak for the second time. He, who has decided to take the road of sword cultivation, also has a special feeling for the sword. At this time, holding an ordinary sword, he can also find special skills to send out his super high attack power. This is the characteristic of sword cultivation, the attack exchanged for defense. As for how terrible the sword fairy is, I'm afraid only the ancient immortals know it.

On Xiandao Peak, the pressure Han Fei felt last time actually hit a lot this time, as if a heavy sword was on his heart.

"It is said that the Zixia sword matched by Zixia Zhenren of Xianxiazong has turned into Xiandao Peak, so Xiandao Peak has its own sword majesty." Guihai's figure slowly appeared behind Han Fei. Behind him, a stream of light slowly dissipated, and the speed was as fast as crystal.

"Hey hey, master, when will the disciple learn the art of flying sword streamer?" Han Fei looked enviously at Guihai. He knew that Guihai had arrived, but the speed was too fast, and the sword light on his body made him not look very real.

If, but if there is a Xumi fantasy map on Guihai, plus the effect of sword light, I'm afraid that any immortals in the same realm and below will think that this real person is just a virtual shadow.

"Well, the guy who only knows the secret of the sword and doesn't know the meaning of the sword also wants to learn from his grandfather's flying sword. It's really makes me laugh." Cai Tiantian flew slowly from behind with a sneer. This is slowly, but relative to the speed of the flying sword flowing to the sea, in the cold flying eyes, it is still as fast as lightning.

Han Fei stared at Cai Tiantian. Cai Tiantian swung his small fist to show his threat, and then pretended to be cute, and his big eyes curiously appreciated the surrounding rocks all the way.

Han Fei's weak wry smile.

"Choo!" The tail of the Swift's happy scissors swept Han Fei's ears, as if it was funny to see Han Fei eating. However, its spiritual eyes are not looking at Cai Tiantian, but just playing with the bird's beak with cold hair in its mouth.

Guihai's eyes tied to the black cloth don't know if they are really blind. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the swallow on Hanfei's shoulder, and then smiled and said, "This fight, if it's not unexpected, you are sure to win. As long as you hold the right time, it won't be too difficult to win."

With that, he first took Han Fei to the top of the high peak of Xiandao Peak.

"The Lieyang Sword was sent--" The long shouts suddenly echoed up and down on Xiandao Peak.

As soon as the voice fell, a huge sword light landed and landed not far in front of the three people of Hanfei. They actually flew straight down. Although they did not fall into the inner peak, this behavior was already disrespectful.

Han Fei frowned and saw that after the sword light dissipated, a red-haired burly old man stood with four disciples in red with a mighty face.

As soon as he saw the other five people at a glance, Han Fei's face suddenly changed. Of the five people, all three of them were beating violently, and the strong breath leaked without restraint.

"What a strong sword spirit." Han Fei blurted out.

"Hmm, what's strong? It's completely the way of flying swords." Cai Tiantian jumped up angrily when he heard the words.

Han Fei shook his head with a wry smile. Guihai has told him that the real sword fairy is a powerful cultivation method that combines close-body sword attack and long-range flying sword attack. Although Gui Hailian is a flying sword, he often hurts the enemy with a close sword. Refining his body into a sword makes his sword spirit very strong.

The sword cultivation method of the Lieyang Sword School focuses on the flying sword itself. It does not understand the meaning of the sword, but only pays attention to the sword formula and the strength of the sword itself.

The two sides can be said to be two extremes, but they have their own advantages and shortcomings.

The attack of the Lieyang Sword Sect is domineering and powerful, and the defense is insufficient.

Returning to the sea, the defense of the sword is redundant, and the long-range attack is insufficient.

Han Fei is lucky to have a mixed original bead refining body and a gossip sword secret. If you add a powerful flying sword, it is a real sword cultivation.

However, there are several people in the whole immortal world for real sword cultivation. If you don't go to the extreme, who can really cross-border swordsmanship the sword baby threshold? If you can't cross it, that strength can only stay in the infancy, and you can't make a breakthrough in your life.

"Sword cultivation returns to the sea!" The old man with a burly beard in front turned his head when he heard the sound. When he saw the blind man with black cloth and a slightly thin figure returning to the sea, he couldn't help exclaiming.

"The Elder Qinglie is so majestic. In addition to those predecessors thousands of years ago, you are the first to fly over my head." Guihai snorted coldly, obviously a little unhappy.

"Why did Guihai Taoist friends appear here? Qing failed to find the Taoist friend here. It's so offensive. Please forgive me. A trace of awe and fear flashed on Qingliehe's childish face. He looked at Han Fei and Cai Tiantian and asked.

"Well, we live here. What's wrong with us?" Cai Tiantian pouted fiercely, but the delicate and angry look looked extremely cute.

A young man led by Qing Lie suddenly had strange eyes and looked at Cai Tiantian with an evil smile.

Feeling the young man's eyes, Cai Tiantian suddenly trembled and hid behind Guihai.

Returning to the sea turned his head, and a sword light flashed in the black cloth.

"Puff!" There seemed to be an invisible explosion in the air. The young man stepped back a few steps, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

The young man was suddenly angry and wanted to draw his sword, and Qing Lie stopped him in time.

"Well, as soon as you broke through the golden elixir period, you overwhelm people with momentum. What a majestic boy, Qinglie, is your sect so disciplined?" Return to the sea and speak first.

There was a blush on Qinglie's face. He looked at Han Fei, who was watching the battle, and saw the Xianxiazong robe on Han Fei's body. He didn't want to stay here to smell more. He pulled the young man and the other three to apologize and left.

"Just now, the young man was Lv Chen, the chief disciple of the Lieyang Sword School, who broke through the golden elixir period with a hundred years of cultivation." Guihai seemed to think of something and said to Han Fei.

When Han Fei, who had been watching the battle, heard the words, his body flashed with a murderous atmosphere on his body, and his face was slightly ferocious and cold.

Lv Chen, is that him? In the last fight, he lost and seriously injured the villain of Sister Yun with a sword behind his back.

When they were in the East China Sea, He Yixiang and Zhao Wan told Han Fei some scenes of the last fight, which were passed down by the previous disciples of Xianxia Sect. What is most talked about in the middle of the period is the deeds of Yun Yiyi, who is as noble and arrogant as ice and snow, who has been the leader all the way.

In the last battle, it was Lv Chen's defeat. Because he was unwilling and unable to win Yun Yiyi's admiration, he cursed and sneaked behind his back. He was driven out of the Xianxia Mountains by the patriarch of Xianxia.

Guihai stared at Han Fei coldly. It was not until Han Fei finally restrained his emotions that he said, "After Zixia disappeared inexplicably, Xianxia Sect was depressed and provoked the attack of many sects. Fortunately, if Zixia's seven swords were born, he would have escaped the disaster.

"Zixia Seven Swords?" Han Fei's heart jumped, and a flash of inspiration flashed, as if he had caught something.

"This has passed. I won't say much about being a teacher. You will always know." Guihai doesn't want to say anything more.

Guihai didn't want to say more, and Han Fei couldn't ask more questions, so he had to wait until after this fight to ask clearly.

At the top of Xiandao Peak, the huge sword training platform is suspended in the air, and the lonely and domineering momentum is oppressed from top to bottom.

Guihai flew to the sword training platform with Han Fei. Han Fei looked around and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Most of the disciples of Xianxia Sect have gathered here.

Around the sword platform, there are rows of stone ladders, and everyone sits directly on the stone ladder.

Everything seems so casual, but not many people pay attention to these external etiquette.

The disciples of the Lieyang Sword Sect, Wuji Sect, Fulong Temple, Xuanyin Temple and the five major immortal sects of the Tang Dynasty of Xianxia Sect sit on the high platform. The rest are some scattered cultivation of registered registers and some small sects.

This time, it was a fight between the five sects. Under the onlookers of thousands of people, the five sects once again launched a fight.

This is a competition to promote the cultivation of the disciples of various sects and discuss with each other. In the three realms of the five major sects, the disciples of refining qi, building foundations and Yuanhua compete with each other. The winner can get one of the magic weapons offered by each of the five sects.

Han Fei looked around. The four disciples of the Lieyang Sword School, led by Lv Chen, sat aside and looked around contemptuously.

Four disciples of Wuji Sect, the rumored sect of practicing yin and yang Taoism in the Tang Dynasty, were led by a middle-aged man, with a gentle attitude and laughing with some scattered people around him.

The scorching sun valley are three young people on the Xiong bank. They are big enough to be tall enough to compare with big cows. They have a curve hanging around their waist, shining golden and wild.

The young monk of Fulong Temple closed his eyes and meditated quietly, as quiet as water. They are all good-looking and modest.

The disciples of Xuanyin Temple are Taoist nuns. The four girls wear Taoist robes and look kind, but they seem to be very lonely and vicissitudes.

Han Fei smiled at these people. The young monk of Fulong Temple made Han Fei feel cordial from his bones, and he thought of Master Xuanguang in his mind.

Although the female disciples of Xuanyin Temple are not real Taoist nuns, the desolate atmosphere on their bodies proves that these girls have experienced the desolation of the world.

"Master, I'm going to say hello to Fulong Temple." Han Fei said something to Guihai and walked towards the disciples of Fulong Temple opposite.

Returning to the sea did not move. Han Fei told him about the encounters in the East China Sea, including the Xumi Fantasy Map and the Yuanying Master of Pengxian Island, and the Yuanying Master of Xiafeng Island.