Lin Xi's expression gave people the feeling of slapping the saint master, then asking Bian Linghan to slap him, and then asked Gao Yanan, do you want to slap him in the face, and try it?

Gao Yanan was speechless.

"Are you sure Yanan also shot him?" Although Bian Linghan knew Lin Xi's pervert very well, Lin Xi's words also made her speechless.

Facing the eyes of Gao Yanan and Bian Linghan, Lin Xi smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's a little trouble."

"You are really messing around." Bian Linghan put the big Hell in his hand back into Lin Xi's hand, looking like you would do whatever you want, "You might as well let Teacher Li Wu cum as well."

"I'm sorry, Teacher Li Wu... I just think he's too chaotic." After a sentence, Bian Linghan felt a little rude to Li Wu who was invisible with his eyes, and immediately apologized embarrassedly.

Li Wu smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I understand that you are not mocking me for not seeing it."

"Even if it's a nonsense..." Lin Xi defended: "Yanan can't shoot with one arrow... Teacher Li Wu can shoot an arrow, but unfortunately this divine wood Feihe can only carry the weight of a few of us. Teacher An went to the Jiang family of the Provincial Governor's Office, otherwise Teacher An would also shoot an arrow. Let's give this guy together... Isn't this very interesting thing? This may be the most depressing saint master in the history of Tang Zang's cultivation?"

"Of course you think it's interesting, but it's still a mess." Bian Linghan glared at Lin Xi, "You have to be so troublesome to kill someone, and you think if the other party thinks we don't want to talk to him, but just want to kill him like this... People like him will stand there stupidly waiting for us to kill him, and will not commit suicide?"

Lin Xi was stunned and looked down, but his expression became more serious, "It seems that you are right... Teacher Li Wu, please lower the Shenmu Feihe."

"Fly lower?" Gao Yanan frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"I changed my mind." Lin Xi's face became more serious. "The saints are not often met. They are not often able to fight against real saints. At least he can make me feel the power of the saints and increase some experience in fighting with the saints. After all, we will definitely fight with the saints face to face in the future."

"You were just a fool, and now you are crazy?" Bian Linghan frowned into a river shape, looked at Lin Xi, and scolded softly: "The saint master who is injured is also a saint master, and your soul power is exhausted now, why are you fighting with him?"

Of course, Bian Linghan's words are absolutely correct.

The soul power of the saint master is many times higher than that of the national rank. Even when Fan Shaohuang was seriously injured, he could only maintain a certain amount of soul power surge. This power could probably knock a cultivator of the national rank directly away or tear it to pieces.

However, Lin Xi nodded very calmly and seriously: "You can discuss the matter of soul power with him. I think he should be happy to have a chance to fight with me. After all, even if he dies, he can die with dignity. And don't worry... Of course I have my confidence in doing this, and of course it is impossible to commit suicide."

It sounds like nonsense, but when Lin Xi was very sure to do something, both of them were used to not expressing their objections.

So the divine wood flying crane landed slowly.

....

When it was more than ten meters above the ground, Lin Xi jumped down directly.

The yellow sand ground was very soft, Lin Xi squatted slightly, and his muscles were loose, so he easily removed the momentum and stood firmly on the ground.

Fan Shaohuang was still standing next to the elephant corpse of the white divine elephant covered in yellow sand. Looking at Lin Xi, his eyes were very complicated, but his expression completely calmed down.

He put his hands together and saluted Lin Xi: "You are the general and god of Qingluan Academy, Lin Xi?"

Lin Xiwei bowed and greeted: "I don't know your name?"

The appearance of Fan Shaohuang is even more solemn: "Fan Shaohuang."

"We are winning in this battle with strategy, and in the divine wood and flying crane." Lin Xi looked at him calmly and said, "If you let all the other generals of the Divine Elephant Army leave you, you are naturally not a person who is afraid of death. You know that you will die but still do not die. What do you have to say?"

Fan Shaohuang bowed, but once again gave Yun Qin rituals. "The responsibility for this battle is all about me. I do not have enough awe of Qingluan Academy, but I have ordered the Shenxiang Army not to seek revenge from Qingluan Academy again, so I also want to ask Qingluan Academy not to kill them all, and leave some life for those of the Shenxiang Army."

"This is a very contradictory thing." Lin Xi looked at him seriously and said, "You have killed many Yunqin people, and some of you have died in our hands. Many divine elephants are destined to die. This kind of real blood cannot be solved by simple forgiveness. Just like now, I saw the decisive look in your eyes. You can't think that these things have not happened... Even if I can guarantee that I will not take the initiative to deal with the Divine Elephant Army, you can guarantee that those living Divine Elephant Army will really obey your military orders and not avenge you? Don't cross the Prajna Corridor again?"

"This is just a loser's request for what might happen." Fan Shaohuang maintained a humble attitude, calmly mobilized his soul power, ready to break his heart.

"I will consider your request, and in the future... if possible, I will try to keep my hands as much as possible." However, to his surprise, he heard Lin Xi speak.

He suddenly raised his head, but saw Lin Xi looking at him and said, "I need experience in fighting the Holy Master... So the price you have to pay is to have a fight with me."

Fan Shaohuang inhaped deeply, dissipating the soul power that was rushing towards his heart. Instead, he began to use his soul power to protect the wounded parts of his internal organs and began to try his best to curb some bleeding from internal organs. The expression on his face also began to become solemn.

In the past two years, Lin Xi has become the most famous figure among the young generation in the Yunqin and even the entire world. Fan Shaohuang naturally knew the grudges between Lin Xi, Xu Qiubai and Wen Ren Cangyue. He knew that just like Lin Xi faced Xu Qiubai, one day Lin Xi would definitely face Wen Ren Cangyue inevitably.

Wenren Cangyue is an almost invincible existence in the saint master level. He can understand that Lin Xi must accumulate a lot of experience in confronting the saint master.

But Lin Xi's choice can also make him die with more dignity.

"Good spirit." He didn't think Lin Xi was arrogant, but just praised respectfully, then slowly sat down and looked at Lin Xi and said, "You should need some time to replenish your soul power."

"Yes."

Lin Xi smiled slightly, sat directly on the slightly hot sandy ground, closed his eyes, and almost instantly entered a state of meditation and practice.

Fan Shaohuang looked at Lin Xi quietly.

Feeling that Lin Xi had almost instantly entered the state of meditation and practice and replenished his soul power, there was a look of true respect and admiration in his eyes.

Practicing in front of the formation is something that only a few dozen people can do in this world.

...

After a long time, Lin Xi opened his eyes.

Fan Shaohuang waited quietly for a long time. When Lin Xi opened his eyes, he slowly stood up.

Lin Xi also stood up slowly.

"Since you want to feel the power of the saint master and have some experience in fighting with the saint master, then I will not hold back after I fight with you." Fan Shaohuang looked at Lin Xi and said.

Lin Xiwei bowed and said, "Thank you."

"I can only exert about 70% of my strength at this moment, and because of the injuries in my body, the operation and gushing of soul power, there will be some delays. I hope it will not deviate from your feelings." Fan Shaohuang nodded and said, "My perception is no different from usual. This is the most useful part of this fight."

Lin Xi nodded, "I understand."

"Please." Fan Shaohuang stopped saying anything and made a gesture to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi moves his steps.

The soul power in his body burst out rapidly from his whole body at a speed that completely surpassed the national rank, like countless transparent wings, leading him to the ground.

With the sharp sound of breaking through the air, only a small amount of dust was blown up on the yellow sand ground under his feet.

Lin Xi reached full speed in an instant.

Because he knew very well that in order to truly fight against the enemy saint master, especially the sword master, the distance between the two was completely the distance between the saint master. Only by getting close as soon as possible can the saint master avoid being killed directly by the saint master using this distance as much as possible.

Facing Lin Xi who rushed towards him at an astonishing speed, Fan Shaohuang did nothing but stood calmly.

This is completely a normal reaction from a non-Sword Master who faces a normal reaction from a national rank cultivator who dares to come forward to challenge him.

Usually, a saint of his level only needs to extend his hand disdainfully when the opponent rushed to him, knock the opponent away easily, or even smash it into pieces.

....

Lin Xi is ten steps away from Fan Shaohuang.

His hand brushed back, giving everyone the feeling that he would instantly pull out the long sword on his back, follow the rushing momentum, and stab Fan Shaohuang with one sword.

However, as soon as his gesture started, the cloth strip wrapped in his long sword suddenly cracked open. His light green flying sword trembled and flew up from his back and flew towards Fan Shaohuang.

At the same time, a black claw with a plump palm stretched out from his back, and a terrifying frost rushed towards Fan Shaohuang like a torrent.

Lin Xi's drawing of the sword was just a false move.

The real killer move at this moment was his flying sword and auspicious sneak attack.

The flying sword was in front of him, and he leaned upwards toward Fan Shaohuang's right lower abdomen. The cold aura that was stimulated with all his strength rushed towards Fan Shaohuang's face.

The speed of the flying sword is far beyond the gushing speed of the icy and cold aura. Logically speaking, it should be closer to Fan Shaohuang's body earlier.

However, at this moment, it was like a stone thrown into a lake in the distance.

A clear and soft sound appeared around Fan Shaohuang's body.

The speed of the flying sword suddenly slowed down!

Invisible barriers seemed to appear in front of Fan Shaohuang.

This is just the force formed by oppressing the air outside when the soul power on Fan Shaohuang shook out... But in this way, Lin Xi's flying sword seemed to be trapped in a mud, with difficulty in action, and fell behind the ice and snow current.

Fan Shaohuang stretched out his right hand and swept towards the oncoming ice and snow current.
Chapter completed!