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Chapter 21 The potential of the master, must become the sword emperor!

The Southern Han Dynasty is a city.

In the inn, the aroma of wine is everywhere.

"That day, the snow was covered in Binglei Mountain, and it was rushing to people's faces. It was impossible to see the way forward. All the heroes gathered here. In order to seize the legendary treasure of Binglei, the Frost Swordsman Cheng Ye Fei also came."

A storyteller smiled and said, rows of diners were sitting around him, listening to him telling the world about the storm.

"The monks had not yet been born, and the monks could only wait, but the 16-year-old child came up quietly. A disciple of the Iron Fist Sect discovered it in time, and the flying knife was used, forcing the six-year-old child to appear."

"When the disciples of various sects saw that he was a child, who was delicate and handsome, and he looked like he was not threatening at all."

Diners listened carefully while eating melon seeds.

In the corner of the first floor of the inn, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other, and there was only a plate of beef cut on the table.

The man is handsome and dressed in exquisite blue clothes, obviously from a wealthy family.

The woman was wearing a white dress and a veil, with fair skin and charming eyes, making people think a lot.

"It seems that Zhaoxuan's son may have died."

The man spoke with regret on his face.

The woman in white dress looked up at him and said, "Xiao Chengfeng, don't you want him to die?"

Xiao Chengfeng shrugged and said, "The Empress has given me the instructions. My thoughts are not important, I am just a knife."

The woman in the white dress did not speak anymore, and the two were silent, thinking about their own thoughts.

The storyteller was still talking. When talking about the Battle of Binglei Mountain, his tone was sometimes low and sometimes excited, and he heard it so nervous that the diners around him were very nervous.

After he finished speaking, the diners were still not finished.

A greasy middle-aged man snorted: "Blow it, can a six-year-old child be so powerful?"

As soon as he said that, others followed suit.

"That's right, I couldn't even recognize words when I was six."

"Old Li, now you are becoming more and more sensible in your storytelling. Are you getting arrogant or your wine is cheaper?"

"The Frost Swordsman is a foundation-building monk. No matter how talented a six-year-old child is, he will never be able to defeat him."

"Yes, do you understand what the foundation-building monk represents? The strength alone is more than ten thousand kilograms of powerful force, and you can easily knock down the earth wall."

Faced with the cheers from everyone, the storyteller's face turned red. He snorted coldly and put away the folding fan in his hand.

He said righteously: "When did I say anything? You go out to inquire about it. The story of the demon child in the Binglei Mountain has spread all over the sky, and many sects even send people to find his traces!"

Hearing this, Xiao Chengfeng thought and murmured: "If Zhaoxuan's son is still alive, he seems to be six years old now."

The woman in the white dress had her eyelashes trembled and asked calmly: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Chengfeng smiled and said, "Even if this matter is exaggerated, if the child is really six years old, it is not something that the dynasty can cultivate."

"Miss Zhishui, you must understand that it is best if Zhaoxuan's son dies, otherwise you Empress Chen and Princess Lingling will be implicated."

The incident of Empress Zhaoxuan caused the furious Emperor Yan of Zhou, which was of great importance. Not only the Empress was pursuing the matter, but also other major figures in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

They all know how powerful the revenge is.

Prince Xuanji must die!

Miss Zhishui took a deep breath, got up immediately, and said, "Let's go to Luoxianling."

...

Ten days have passed since the Battle of Ice Thunder Mountain.

Zhou Xuanji did not go out again, but avoided the limelight in the plain.

When Qiu Baili learned that he had seized the Ice Thunder Son from the two Foundation Establishment monks, his eyes almost fell out.

This time it was not a sneak attack, not a chance to take advantage of others' danger.

It's a battle of justice!

Is this kid so strong?

That day, Qiu Baili was shocked by Zhou Xuanji again.

Until today, Zhou Xuanji has absorbed a piece of ice thunder and is breaking through the foundation building realm.

The method of using the Ice Lepzi is the same as that of the spirit stone. It holds it in your hand and uses the exercises to automatically absorb the energy contained in its body.

Huhu--

The spiritual energy poured into Zhou Xuanji's body from all directions, forming a wind whirl on his head.

Xiao Jiangxue stood ten meters away, her hands clasped on her chest, constantly praying for Zhou Xuanji.

According to Qiu Baili, the road to cultivation is bound by good and bad luck. Every time you break through a great realm, you will encounter various difficulties. Many monks die in the breakthrough disaster.

"Don't worry, this kid is lucky."

Qiu Baili smiled and watched Zhou Xuanji become stronger day by day, while he was amazed and a little relieved.

After he leaves, Zhou Xuanji will also survive well.

Maybe the next time I see you, the six-year-old child will be famous all over the world.

Papa--

Zhou Xuanji's body suddenly had a crisp explosion, and Xiao Jiangxue became nervous.

Qiu Baili narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Reinforced steel and iron bones..."

This kid is indeed a dual cultivation of Dharma body.

While everyone is cultivating the physical body, the cultivation level can also be rapidly enhanced, and people are really different.

Soon, Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power suddenly surged, and a momentum burst out, shaking the grass on the ground and green waves appeared.

The first level of the foundation building realm!

Zhou Xuanji finally broke through, and he could feel that the spiritual power in his body was like turning from a stream to a river, full of strength.

This feeling made him unable to help but whistle.

Six years old, foundation building!

The goal he set for himself before finally achieved!

No slap in the face!

Excited, Zhou Xuanji jumped up suddenly, the Hanlang Sword appeared in his left hand and the Red Dragon Sword appeared in his right hand.

Stepping on the eight sword steps, the white crane sword technique in the left hand, the fiery sword technique in the right hand, the body keeps moving, and the sword light is flashing.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Zhou Xuanji's sword dance was fierce, and the Qi-raising cultivator could not keep up with his sword speed.

It's like a white crane spreading its wings, and sparks appear and disappear.

"Two-handed sword?"

"Two different sword techniques?"

Qiu Baili stared at her eyes wide, with a look of a ghost.

He had been warning himself before, never to be shocked by this kid again, but the result was...

Xiao Jiangxue opened her mouth slightly and her eyes widened. Although she couldn't understand it, she felt that Zhou Xuanji suddenly became more powerful.

Just like a mortal suddenly becomes a martial arts master, the contrast between the front and back can cause a strong visual impact and spiritual shock.

At the same time, Zhou Xuanji has fallen into a mysterious and mysterious state, and cannot be explained clearly.

"Ding! Congratulations to the Sword Lord for understanding one mind and two uses!"

"Since the Sword Master broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, he started a random lottery!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for drawing the [Black Iron] Pig Killing Sword, Qi-Charging Technique, and one hundred level three spirit stones!"

The voice of the sword spirit sounded one after another in Zhou Xuanji's mind, but his consciousness was still in an epiphany and did not notice it.

His sword speed is getting faster and faster, his figure is elegant and has a grand master's temperament.

Qiu Baili looked confused and kept chanting in his mouth.

Just as Zhou Xuanji's sword swing was too fast, the wind was very loud, and Xiao Jiangxue couldn't hear what Qiu Baili was saying.

She came to Qiu Baili and listened carefully.
Chapter completed!
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