"Chang Xi, what did you do yesterday? We agreed that we would go to the newly built Tianxiu Food Mansion in Tianxiu Peak for a big meal yesterday at noon, but we waited for you for an hour and didn't see you! He said, "What did you do yesterday?" On the tree-lined path in the morning, a pretty girl with long chestnut hair showed her little tiger teeth at the corner of her mouth, and her hands were folded with her waist and questioned Chang Xi with full momentum.

Chang Xi waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smirk: "I had really realized something yesterday and accidentally forgot about eating. There will never be a next time."

Xin Tong nu Nu Hongyan's lips and said, "It's not long since I started, why are you doing so hard..."

Wen Yu, who was walking on one side, looked at the hilt of the slanted leather scabbard behind Chang Xi, and asked curiously: "Chang Xi, I saw you carrying this sword in the first lesson of the outside world, but then I didn't see you taking it out again. Now I'm taking it out again. Are you planning to start morning practice with your own sword?"

When Chang Xi heard this, he gently touched the hilt of the sword behind his right shoulder, and raised his mouth slightly: "You can't always let your brother be stuck in this small scabbard." Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, feeling that Chang Xi, who was walking beside him at this time, was obviously only a few feet away from him, but gave people a strange feeling that it seemed to be far away in the sky.

As expected, Chang Xi and the other four were the first disciples to arrive at the martial arts stage. Qing Feng, who had already been waiting on the martial arts stage, opened his eyes and chuckled, "It's so early every day, you four are intent."

"I've seen Teacher Qingfeng." The four of them bowed respectfully to Qingfeng. Zhang Yuan, who was still sleepy on the side, was twisted hard by Xin Tong on his waist. He was so shocked that he was completely sleepy. Otherwise, because the teacher was present, he would have jumped up directly.

Qing Feng saw these young people's small movements and did not deliberately give them a lesson. After all, it was not time for the morning exercise to start, and it was also interesting to have a little fight among his disciples. His eyes fell on Chang Xi, and the somewhat eye-catching hiltless sword behind him immediately attracted his attention.

Qing Feng touched it and couldn't help but joke: "Chang Xi, did you bring your own sword today? Well, the rules of the sect are indeed allowing disciples to use their swords during morning exercises. To be honest, those peach wood dull swords that are not sharp-edged are not suitable for your energetic young disciples. Unfortunately, there is no way. After all, not everyone's outer disciples who have just entered Qingyun have their own sword. Let me take a look."

"Yes, Qingfeng teaches." Chang Xi took a step forward with his left foot, buckled his right hand against the hilt of the sword, and with his thumb, he picked up the tightly closed leather buckle, slowly pulling out Yuehong.

"Hiss!" A sound of gasping sound suddenly sounded behind Chang Xi.

Is this really a sword? This is a work of art, right! The slender sword body as thin as jade, is as crystal clear as jade, and the sharp tip of the sword shines with cold light. The hilt and sword are actually sword grids without guards, making the whole sword look particularly slender. Xin Tong's eyes were full of stars. Such a thin sword that can be called "beautiful" is probably the dream of every female disciple of Qingyun Mountain?

Qing Feng was stunned when he saw this sword at first sight. He did not expect that Chang Xi was using such a sword that seemed to be used by a woman. But the next moment he put away his contempt.

Because he couldn't tell what quality this sword was!

Qing Feng asked himself that he had been practicing in Qingyun Mountain for nearly ten years. As a giant in the sword cultivator of Jiuzhou, what kind of hidden swords are there in Qingyun Mountain? There are hundreds of thousands of famous swords in the sword pool and the sword tomb in the sect. But I have never seen this slender and delicate long sword in front of me, let alone the strange texture that cannot be seen after careful exploration.

Looking at Chang Xi standing with his sword as if attacking and defending, Qing Feng's eyes flashed with a bright light and said happily: "A few days ago, when Brother Beibai talked about you, he killed an evil old cultivator with a late-stage Qi Refining Realm when he was still a mortal body. I didn't believe it at that time. Mortal kills a late-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivator? Even if he was an old cultivator who used the left-right path to control things in his twilight years, the cultivator is a cultivator after all, and is still a late-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivator, which is simply a fool. However, what Junior Brother Beibai said was a nose and eyes. But today you stand with a sword, and you really have a killing intention that you can't do fake. Look at the aura in your body, you are already in the middle-stage Qi Refining Realm, and you are walking in front of many disciples of Tianxiu Peak. Chang Xi, this teaching has an idea, I wonder if you want to hear it?"

Wen Yu, Zhang Yuan and Xin Tong were shocked when they heard this, and their eyes were full of incredibleness when they looked at Chang Xi.

The body of a mortal kills evil cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm? My God, when did mortals become so powerful? Is this still a mortal? Also, Chang Xi is actually a mid-stage of Qi Refining Realm? He has only entered the Qi Refining Realm in a few days, but he has been promoted to a small realm in a few days. No wonder when he first met Chang Xi, he felt that he was a little different. Such a temperament that can restrain one's own hard work is really rare. As companions, we only think about how to eat and live well. The difference can be distinguished at a glance.

Wen Yu clenched his fists gently.

"I wonder what the teacher has to give?" Chang Xi asked respectfully while wondering.

Qingfeng waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Fight with me!"

"What? Teach you want to compete with Chang Xi? Isn't this bullying? How could Chang Xi beat the teacher?" Zhang Yuan heard Qing Feng say this, and before Chang Xi could respond, he jumped three feet high. He muttered and quickly wanted to pull Chang Xi and ask him to compensate the teacher.

Qing Feng looked at Zhang Yuan who was pulling and pulling, and said angrily: "A normal competition will definitely bully the younger generation, but I will suppress my cultivation to the mid-stage Qi Refining Realm like you. In terms of weapons, I only use sword energy that is comparable to the mid-stage Qi Refining Realm. How about it? Such practical practice that can let go of your hands and feet will be of great benefit to you."

Chang Xi felt warm in his heart. If he couldn't hear the cultivation meaning in Qing Feng's words, he would be really stupid. He immediately stopped being embarrassed and bowed with his sword and said, "Abide by the teachings."

Under Qing Feng's gaze, Chang Xi took off the half-dead leather scabbard behind him and carefully folded it. He applied his left hand to his waist, and the storage bag flashed and stored the leather scabbard in.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, when I recalled the last sentence of junior brother Beibai a few days ago, Qing Feng couldn't help feeling a little scared from the bottom of his heart.

"This boy should not be underestimated, Senior Brother Qingfeng."

Qing Feng was in a daze. Chang Xi, who was standing with a sword, was different from the sword practice yesterday. The sword finger that should have been raised in front of his chest was spread out, and the long sword that was slightly pressed on his waist, which should have been covered behind his sleeves was facing the tip of the sword. The whole person's movement can be said to be very different from the sword practice of the sword practice in the morning by the disciple of Tianxiufeng, but the aggressive momentum that was rushing towards him was as powerful as a tiger down the mountain.

"Teacher Qingfeng, can I use all my strength?" Chang Xi, who was in Yuehong's hand, seemed to have changed a different person, looking at Qingfeng ten feet away in front of her calmly.

Qing Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the spiritual power in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm roared in his body, and the sword energy condensed and formed in an instant, shouting: "Come on!"

As morning exercise approaches, many disciples have arrived at the martial arts stage. They will never forget that in their dumbfounded and frightened eyes, the arrogant figure stabbed at the teacher with a sword.

"Gaosha, step!" Chang Xi's legs suddenly exerted force, and with the blessing of the spiritual power in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm, ten feet of distance arrived in a flash. In Chang Xi's cold gaze, his wrist trembled and raised, and the sharp attack on the hand was a very fierce and fierce attack.

Qing Feng opened his eyes wide. The kid's way of Jun picking out his hand was different from the morning exercises. The unique way of shaking wrists and gathering strength made this Jun picking out a little slower, which was the first to come!

"Good come!" Qing Feng, who saw the heart-wrenching, shouted, his feet were extremely agile, and the strong wind brought by the junction was pressed against Qing Feng's sleeves and rushed straight into the sky. Qing Feng, who dodged away, waved his hand and a sharp light blue sword energy shot towards Chang Xi.

Seeing the attacking sword energy, Chang Xi did not dodge or dodge, and swung his sword to meet it. The sword energy hit Yuehong without any fancy. The huge force came, and Yuehong's entire sword body suddenly began to tremble at an extremely high frequency.

Two years ago, Chang Xi discovered this secret. Whenever a huge force hit Yuehong, Yuehong would emit such a terrifying frequency to relieve most of the force. At that time, every time he had to use Yuehong to fight with bandits or beasts in close combat, he could hardly hold the hilt of the sword because of this high frequency of tremor, and almost lost his life several times.

But, not this time.

"Spirit Protection Technique!" With Chang Xi's roaring sound, the whistling spiritual power in his body suddenly emerged and wrapped around his right hand. The violent sword body trembled under the spiritual power film and there was no risk of losing his hand. A trace of splendor flashed through Chang Xi's eyes, and the steps below his feet bent forward. The slender sword body drew an arc in the air and then slashed a junk!

He dodged again and barely avoided another Jun pick, Qing Feng felt that it was difficult to get rid of a tiger. What kind of sword is this? The sword energy that ordinary mid-stage cultivators in Qi Refining Realm had to deal with was not even a slight turbulence in front of this kid. If he had known this, he would not have said that he would not have used weapons. Now that he would have done so, the sword that looked like a woman had already surpassed the power of the mid-stage Qi Refining Realm in the kid's hand, and he could not get close to him. During the electric rotation, Qing Feng saw that Chang Xi, who had failed to get a blow in front of him, took advantage of Jun picking's old power and jumped high. The sword in his hand rose from left to right half a circle, and his spiritual power roared and slashed down with force!

At this time, Qing Feng's eyes were no longer as cool as he smiled bitterly: "Yunzhan?! Good guy, I was able to understand this way just once yesterday? I did not read the wrong person. Forget it, I never thought that this kid had achieved the sword power within three moves. Brother Beibai really won't deceive me. How could this middle-stage Qi Refining Realm withstand his Yunzhan? Alas... open!"

Just as the fierce cloud slash was about to fall, Qing Feng's aura, who had no movement in the spot, suddenly surged up, and spiritual power that was several times stronger than the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm before was gushing out. With a wave of his hand, a thick spiritual power rushed towards Chang Xi in the air.

Chang Xi's indifferent face finally showed a trace of turmoil.
Chapter completed!