Han Hao controlled the long sword and slowly landed on the ground. Several other disciples saw him and immediately bowed to greet him. Due to the distance between them and the strong mountain breeze, Leng Xuan could not hear clearly what they were saying.

Seeing the disciples of Zijian Sect practicing at the foot of the mountain, Leng Xuan turned to Shui Hantian beside him and asked: "Brother Shui, how did you find this place?" Shui Hantian smiled and said: "Of course I have my own way, you

Just don’t ask any more questions.”

At this time, the disciples of the Purple Sword Sect began to put away their swords and stand beside Han Hao, as if they were listening to Han Hao's teachings. After a while, a disciple walked out of the crowd, took out the long sword alone, and then threw it casually

.Suddenly, under his control, the long sword quickly spun in the air. Then when the sword was flying halfway, it suddenly lost control and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Han Hao shook his head and walked over.

In front of the disciple, he spoke a few words. Not long after, the disciple took back the long sword and used it again. Perhaps due to the guidance of Han Hao, the disciple successfully controlled the long sword and struck a huge stone hard.

Hit it. A burst of sparks flew out, and the long sword penetrated the boulder more than three inches deep.

Shui Hantian patted Leng Xuan on the shoulder and said: "They are practicing sword control. After they leave, we can go down the mountain to collect their sword marks." Leng Xuan nodded and looked at those people seriously.

Disciple of the Purple Sword Sect.

After that disciple finished practicing, the other disciples tried again one by one. Leng Xuan found that Han Hao was always standing beside him, only occasionally giving instructions and not preparing to practice swordsmanship. He couldn't help but ponder slightly and asked:

"Brother Shui, doesn't Han Hao need to practice swordsmanship?" Shui Hantian said with a smile: "Han Hao is a direct disciple, with extraordinary strength. He has already mastered the swordsmanship, so of course he doesn't need to practice. His purpose here is mainly to guide other disciples."

After a pause, he continued: "Brother Leng, from what you are saying, it seems that you suspect that Han Hao is the murderer?" Leng Xuan shook his head and said: "Brother Shui, you have misunderstood. Until you get definite evidence, Zi

Everyone in Jianmen is the object of my suspicion. I know Han Hao is your friend, and I hope you won’t be offended."

Shui Hantian nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, I can understand, I would think so too." At this moment, it was the turn of the last disciple of the Purple Sword Sect to practice sword control. That disciple didn't know why, but he was so embarrassed.

He failed every time. Han Hao gave instructions several times, but to no avail. At this time, Han Hao waved the disciple aside, and then took out his long sword, seemingly preparing to demonstrate for the other party. See here

, Leng Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up. If Han Hao was going to demonstrate, there would be a chance to collect his sword marks. As expected, Han Hao, while driving the long sword to dance in the air, turned to the person next to him.

The disciple explained. After a moment, he was seen controlling the long sword and flying towards a boulder. A burst of sparks flashed, and the long sword sank directly into the boulder, reaching as deep as the hilt. Leng Xuan was secretly shocked. His disciple's

His strength is indeed well-deserved. This skill alone is much stronger than other disciples.
Chapter completed!