Chapter 11 Sword Fury

Han Fei chatted with Ji Liang and left Ji Huoer aside.

Through Jiliang's story, Han Fei knew that the distinguished guests who came this time were probably the people in the martial arts evil way. They also came here to plot the mysterious fire sword of the Ji family. The clear reason was that the martial arts competition was held suddenly. However, according to the personality of the evil person, I'm afraid there will be no excuse for what he wants.

When it comes to the martial arts competition, Han Fei can feel a trace of struggle and pain in Jiliang's eyes.

In the main hall, the owner of Ji Laojia sat in the first place. Han Fei and Jiliang stood in the distance and talked. Ji Huoer stood next to him with an angry face, biting Jiliang with her eyes, so that Jiliang would wipe his sweat from time to time.

"Hahaha, the owner of Ji is really old and strong. It seems that it is also a kind of practice to enjoy the blessings of Qi people here." A few big men suddenly walked outside the door. The first one was also a burly old man. Behind him was a young man with muscles, but without losing his beauty.

Is this a curse to death?

Han Fei's cold eyes condensed, and his spirit explored the old man who came in.

The old man's face is slightly gloomy, and the power in his body, like all martial artists who practice true qi, has a great strengthening effect on the body, but his appearance is much more violent and darker.

"So that's it. The difference in strength also makes the warriors divide the two dark factions." Han Fei said, "No matter where you are, there is a difference between good and evil. Compared with the immortal world, it's just a different level of power."

"Pearlion Liao, I have nothing to do with the Three Treasures Hall. Do you have anything to say?" The owner of the Ji family touched his beard and looked at each other indifferently.

Two bad old men, with big eyes staring at each other. Why don't you stare? Why don't you say it quickly? Ji Huoer was very angry. Han Fei and Ji Liang also looked at the two old men indifferently.

"Okay, after many years, the owner of the Ji family is still so cheerful. I won't talk nonsense anymore. Hand over the Xuanhuo Sword." The old man smiled grimly, and the expression on his face was excited, as if the owner of the Ji family would really hand over the mysterious fire sword.

"Xuanhuo Sword? That long sword is very ordinary. How can someone grab it? There is no spiritual fluctuation, let alone attract the aura of heaven and earth. What's the use? Han Fei was puzzled in his heart, and his spiritual strength looked at the long sword again, and still felt flat.

"Well, isn't patriarch Liao afraid of flashing his tongue when he talks big?" The owner of the Ji family was furious and rose up.

"Hey hey." The patriarch of Liao smiled gloomyly and said, "I can't beat you, but it's easy for my master to kill you." The old man suddenly said something amazing. When everyone was puzzled, the young man who had been standing behind the patriarch Liao stood up, and a black light appeared on his pale face.

The black light is so conspicuous that even an ordinary person can detect it.

As soon as the black light appeared, everyone suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and a feeling of extraordinary fear enveloped their hearts.

"No, it's magic." Han Fei was suddenly shocked, and his whole body exploded. A punch was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, like a long knife splitting the mountain, smashing away the magic that had just been ignited.

The young man's face was shocked, and then he sneered, and a dark color suddenly flashed on the face of the black and white light.

He gently sacrificed a black flag and shook it, and the strong magic spirit burst out in an instant, and the whole hall was wrapped in the flash.

Han Fei was shocked, and his whole body was full of sword power, wrapping everyone in it.

The blue and white sword power forms a space, wrapping everyone inside, but outside, it is dark, as if standing in the vast universe of stars.

"This...what is this?" Everything happened so fast that everyone couldn't react until Han Fei protected them all.

"This, Brother Han, what's going on?" Jiliang couldn't react. He looked at how the originally wide hall had turned into a dark space and was a little confused.

Only the owner of the Ji family was still calm, and he was extremely surprised to look at Han Fei's eyes.

"I fell into the array. This is in the array of the devil. Damn, I didn't expect that there would be an array in his magic weapon." Han Fei explained briefly and made it clear that the other party was a person in the magic way and a demon cultivation in the world of immortals.

After everyone was confused and thought it was understanding, Ji Huoer shouted, "Then you are a fairy, a fairy who flies and escapes from the sky. No, asshole, you lied to me. You want to take me to fly, I want to fly."

Han Fei is sweating. Can't she tell what's going on in front of her?

The owner of the Ji family took a step forward, bowed and said in a low voice, "Mr. Han, I beg you to save my Ji family."

Han Fei nodded solemnly and looked around. He saw that it was all dark and did not say a word. He carefully explored the surroundings.

Jiliang grabbed Ji Huoer, who was still nagging, and came behind the owner of Ji's home with several maids who were also surrounded by the battle, and looked at Han Fei seriously together.

Han Fei closed his eyes and sneered. The spirit turned into thousands of needles and broke through the air.

In an instant, you can hear countless swordsmanship breaking through the air, and the fierce sword power is mixed with violent spiritual power.

"Hey hey, if you want to break my black wind, you are crazy about dreams." There was a sneer in the dark. It was the voice of the young man Mo Xiu. With the sound, there was a sound of wind and thunder falling, and Han Fei suddenly jumped in surprise.

In the dark void, a mass of ice-white light was blown up, and it was Han Fei's sword power that was stopped.

However, even so, Han Fei also sneered indifferently, and saw his swordsmanship's spiritual power rushing in one direction crazily.

"Hey, smart boy, you can find the foundation of the flag array." In the dark, the young man's voice fell, Han Fei was like being struck by lightning, and the spiritual sea was like being turned over by a dragon, which made him almost faint.

He gritted his teeth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and Han Fei's heart trembled. Yuanhua period."

"Hahaha, that's right. It's the Yuanhua period. Your little foundation period immortals dare to fight with me." The young man's gloomy voice came out of the darkness.

The young man's voice forced a line, piercing the cold flying spirit sea, disturbing the consciousness of the cold flying, and actually wanted to catch the cold flying alive.

The young man was laughing proudly, and his whole body was cold. He only felt a cold air that seemed to be frozen through the world. At the same time, a murderous air straight to the bone marrow was forced to come.

He looked into the array in shock, and saw that Han Fei was lowering his head, roaring with his teeth, like thunder, like a giant beast roaring in the sky, killing, and the sword power stirred crazily, entering the sea dragon, and was about to turn over the river and the sea.

"Who is this? How can he be so murderous? How can he be so violent?" The young man was shocked.

In my mind, there are sharp ways of knife attack, and the mystery of gossip swordsmanship flashes. The phase of hexagrams rotates in the heart, as if there are infinite mysteries, as if the water of heaven and earth is in a hexagram.

"Water?" Han Fei opened his mouth and whispered, as if he was very thirsty and urgently needed water.

Ji Huoer asked the water to splash him on the spot...

"Water, the water of the yin and yang hexagrams, the water of the five elements of heaven and earth, and the water of infinite variation." Han Fei muttered, and an unspeakable feeling in his heart gradually became clear.

In an instant, in the spiritual sea, the Tongtian giant pulled out a sword and a sword, shocking the spirit of the young man who invaded his mind and made the young man vomit blood.

Tongtian Giant picked up with a sword, and suddenly there were thousands of waves rising against the sky. Then he turned his hand, the hilt of the sword sank, the tip of the sword slightly up, and a sword cut down diagonally.

It was not very hard to cut, but it was a sword to cut out the weather change. The world of gossip instantly turned into ice and snow, and the snow was floating. There was no coldness, only a sword feeling that cut through the sky.

The waves of Kangua and the falling snow appeared perfectly in an instant. Han Fei's heart instantly understood, as if he were the giant.

This is not over yet. The giant stabbed out with a sword, and the aura of heaven and earth was furious in an instant. The sharpness of a sword was exposed, and the sword spirit was in the air.

With another sword, the ice flowers continued to erupt wildly.

Added a type of swordsmanship, but Han Fei's heart is still as calm as water.

"This is not what I want, it's not..."

Han Fei's mind kept beating, looking for the last opportunity to understand.

"What the hell is it? What is it? What does the way of sword and sword convey to me? Han Fei kept shaking his head and thinking hard.

"Kid, remember that no matter when and where you are, you should always feel the sword, and warm up your sword power. When you understand the meaning of the sword, the sword will also warm up your sword power and increase the power of your sword spirit by several times. Only in this way, it can be called sword cultivation."

The words of Guihai's teaching are like thunder, blowing in Han Fei's heart.

"Sword meaning, sword meaning. Yes, it's the meaning of the sword." Han Fei suddenly woke up, as if he had opened the dark clouds and saw the bright moon, and his heart was bright.

Looking up at the dark place in the air, Han Fei sneered at the corners of his mouth. A proud and unique rage that was enough to break through the sky rose to the sky. It was cold and solemn, as if it was the most ever-changing water, endless.

"This is...this is..." The voice of the young man in the dark suddenly trembled, which was a little unbelievable.

Han Fei looked up to the sky and smiled, and his body was more violent. He jumped up like a giant beast. Han Fei pointed to the owner of Ji with his left hand and shouted, "Xuanhuo, get out of the sheath!"

Han Fei roared, and everyone couldn't react. When they saw the momentum of Han Fei's body suddenly changed, like an arrogant sword, and the sword was violently killing. Seeing Han Fei pointing out, the owner of Ji was stunned. Without waiting for his reaction, the mysterious fire sword in his hand, which looked like a treasure, suddenly buzzed, as if it had been caught by an invisible hand. A sudden out of the sheath.

The black fire came out of its sheath, and suddenly a big fire burst out, burning on the sword.

"Exercising things from the air? No, no, immortals will not use such a small means. However, at that time, what kind of spell could control the sword with just one idea... God, so fast!" The owner of Ji's family can't stand it.

The body of the Xuanhuo sword suddenly soared with a blazing fire. With a hand, the Xuanhuo sword actually flew in the sky and stabbed out countless killing sword spirits like lightning in the void.

In an instant, in the whole dark space, in the white world wrapped by the power of the cold flying sword, the cold and violent sword was dense and fascinating.

Ji Huoer stared at her beautiful eyes as if she were looking at a monster. She looked at Han Fei, who jumped up and stopped in the void and released her powerful momentum crazily. Her body trembled, and her teeth were fighting.

Jiliang also sweated coldly. When he suddenly saw that Ji Huoer and several maids were shivering on the ground, he couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a few traces of blood.

He ran to Ji Huoer, hugged Ji Huoer regardless of his identity, and comforted him, "Second lady... Huoer, don't be afraid. Brother Han is highly able to cultivate immortals, and he will be ours."

Kira thinks that Ji Huoer is afraid of the dark power outside.

"I'm afraid of that bastard." Ji Huoer's body trembled, but her mouth was unforgiving.

Kira almost bit off his tongue in astonishment. Just as he was about to let go of Ji Huoer, Ji Huoer suddenly grabbed Jiliang's arms and suddenly shrank into Jiliang's arms.

"Don't move, it's so cold." Ji Huoer whispered, but his face was pale with cold, and his body was also trembling.

Jiliang was uncomfortable all over. He looked at the owner of the Ji family in front of him and saw that he was still immersed in Han Fei's sword control method. He couldn't help but feel down and boldly hugged Ji Huoer's shoulder.

Han Fei smiled, stopped attacking, and looked at the Xuanhuo sword in his hand. At this moment, he finally understood the mystery of the Xuanhuo sword.

The Xuanhuo sword is called Xuanhuo, because of the hidden golden elixir period immortals can only use the three-flavor real fire. Only sword practitioners, only those who know the meaning of the Xuanhuo sword can make Xuanhuo.

"Let's see how you can stop me from breaking the battle this time." Han Fei roared wildly, and he raised his sword and stabbed at a place.

As soon as it stabbed out, it was like a crazy sea and Meng wave, wave after wave after wave, the sword spirit was sharply cut, and the cold and solemn sword gas roared, and the fierce sword spirit rose to the sky. The body of the Xuanhuo sword suddenly soared three feet of Xuanhuo, and with the sword spirit, it rushed out wildly.

"The mysterious fire sword, the meaning of the sword is like fire. I am compatible with the water, and the five elements of the hexagram are compatible with each other, and can also be used." Han Fei was shocked and looked at the sword that broke the sky. This was the sword he had just suddenly realized, called Endless Waves.

"You are a swordsman, and you are a swordsman!" Two consecutive unbelievable roars roared, and Han Fei sneered, as if he could see that the ferocious and twisted corners of the young man's mouth were covered with blue veins in the dark.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the whole space was broken like a mirror, with endless clicks.

With the last click, the whole dark space was broken and appeared in front of everyone. It was still the Jijia Hall. Everything around was as good as before, and only an ink-black flag was broken to the ground.

Han Fei sneered and moved his feet. The Xuanhuo sword was drawn out, and several swords were shot out. The young man opposite who finally showed his image changed color in horror.

I felt that Han Fei was murderous, and the sword was indescribably furious, and I couldn't help but be furious. I really thought I was afraid of you." After saying that, he moved his feet and his body flew into the air.

"Bad!" Although there is only one realm between the Yuanhua period and the foundation period, the strength is very different. It can be seen from whether it can fly or not.

"If you want to go, ask me first." The cold fly roared, the sword rose to the sky, the fighting spirit was like a knife, and the knife cut people's hearts.

The man Cui was not on guard. After such a violent sword, his spiritual thoughts suddenly became chaotic. He couldn't control his body's spiritual power and fell down.

"Good opportunity!" That man doesn't seem to have much combat experience. How could he miss such an opportunity?

The true fire of the Xuanhuo sword is worthy of the fire of the golden elixir period. Hanfei's sword spirit passed by, and the flame on the sword spirit burned into ashes in an instant.

Han Fei frowned and looked at the ashes and said secretly, "It's worthy of the Yuanhua period. Even if it is not a physical cultivation or a sword cultivation, its physical strength is stronger than that of the foundation period. My sword spirit can't break his defense at all. At most, it's just a little skin, but the wounds of fur can be healed in an instant."

"Instead, this mysterious fire sword, the appearance is ordinary, and this sword body is only made of ordinary iron stone." Han Fei's heart suddenly moved, and he secretly put away the Xuanhuo sword. He turned to those people in the evil martial arts who were stunned in place and said coldly, "Get out."

The word was forced out of the teeth, and the sound of the sword power was like thunder, and the people on the opposite side lost their minds in an instant and vomited blood.

Those people did not dare to be angry. Instead, they were overjoyed and fled in a hurry.

Han Fei was relieved and was about to speak when his sudden head suddenly stung. It was dark in front of his eyes, and he fainted in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Han Fei heard a few calls in a daze.

"I'm waiting in the sky, come on, come on..."

"Wake up, wake up!" A man's voice came into his ears, and Han Fei woke up in a daze.

"Bastard, you're awake." Ji Huoer jumped on Hanfei's bed and looked condescendingly at Hanfei, who opened his eyes and sweated wildly.

"Nonsense, fire, come down quickly." The owner of Ji's family appeared at this time. Seeing that Ji Huoer was so rude, he couldn't help but get angry. He ran over and pulled down Ji Huoer, held his fist and said humbly, "Mr. Han, please forgive the little girl for being ignorant."

Han Fei shook his head and temporarily pressed the call in his sleep behind his head. He felt that the sword power in his body had recovered, and his mental strength had unconsciously recovered. Han Fei asked, "How long have I been fainted?"

When he asked, everyone was silent. Ji Huoer muttered, "I slept for a month and didn't eat or drink. It's really a pig."

Uh!

Han Fei was stunned, and then smiled bitterly. It was difficult to recover his mental strength. Even in the most relaxing sleep, it took a month. It seems that immortals are not a good profession.

"Wow, I'm exhausted, Miss Er, the water is here... Oh, Brother Han, you woke up. That's great. The second lady has been thinking about whether you are dead, which makes me not eat or sleep well for a month..." Jiliang broke in with a basin of water, opened and shouted, and didn't see anyone here.

"Dead Jiliang, stinky Jiliang, give me death." Ji Huoer was furious, grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it.

Before Ji Liang finished speaking, he suddenly saw Ji Huoer appear. In an instant, he was scared into a cold sweat. When he saw the owner of Ji's family, he was even pale with fear.

"Help--" Seeing Ji Huoer's murderous, Ji Liang cried and rushed out.

"Hahahaha!" Han Fei sat in ** and laughed.

The owner of the old family smiled there thoughtfully.

"Lord Ji, are you willing to break up this pair of enemies?" Han Fei looked at the owner of Ji and suddenly said.

The owner of Ji's family was silent.

Han Fei continued: "My home is also in the capital, the Yang family's female general's mansion. You should know that my immortals have a long life. Maybe a hundred years later, I will be separated from the Ji brothers, yin and yang, but your descendants..."

Speaking of this, Han Fei kept silent, and the owner of Ji's eyes were shining.