The sword in Tang Yu's hands was blasting with a blast of wind, and Lin Xuan's shirt fluttered. "Fuck, that's it, every time I learn a new swordsmanship, I will practice my hands!"
Zhe Linxuan has been here for three months as a sword slave to Xuan Tianzong. During these three months, he did not know how many times he was tortured by this little devil. Every time he practiced a sword with her, he must be wearing a lottery.
I thought of this, and only heard a stab, his clothes were cut out of a long mouth, Lin Xuan's heart was angry, and the sword in his hand began to fight back frequently.
Although he has never been able to communicate, he ca nt really cultivate, but above the sword, Lin Xuan s talents are very high, and the ordinary swordsmanship has become magical in his hands, as if he was born with this ability, That's why Tang Yu often finds him practicing sword.
Seeing that Tang Yu did not use any spiritual power, Lin Xuan swung his sword, drawn a half-arc in the air, picked Tang Yu's attack aside, and then slashed directly to cut Tang Yu's wrist.
Tang Yu was frightened, and the breeze sword danced, trying to resolve the attack, but Lin Xuan's sword was pressing step by step like a poisonous snake, and her tricks were sealed with precision every time.
"Hum!" Tang Yu's heart was annoyed, and she used her spiritual power unconsciously. A blue light radiated from the long sword, and Lin Xuan shot into a fly. UU Reading at
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Zhe Linxuan flew out two meters, fell to the ground, and his blood was surging in his chest. In front of the spirit, he was like a boat in the sea of anger, and he would be overturned at any time.
"If I can get through the veins, I won't be reduced to such a point!" Lin Xuan thought of this, and looked dim.
"God, you have given me such a good qualification, but I can't get the pulse, you just play me!"
Seeing Lin Xuan pretending to be dead on the ground, Tang Yu walked over and kicked him: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead, I have no strength."
Lin Linxuan was in pain, and he sat up and said, "Let a miracle hurt, otherwise no one will practice sword with you in the future."
Tang Yu gave him a white look, reluctantly took out a scarlet elixir and threw it over. Other sword slaves bowed their knees and listened to the master everything, but this Lin Xuan was better, she ignored her, and was bigger than her.
However, this Lin Xuan always has unique views on swordsmanship, and Wen Yang's sword is better than other sword slaves, so Tang Yu just bullied him and did not dare to destroy him. Since practicing sword with Lin Xuan, she has improved a lot in the past three months.
"You are also a kendo genius, but unfortunately you can't cultivate spiritual power, so you just follow Miss Ben honestly and won't let you suffer!" Tang Yu comforted two words and left.
Yuan Linxuan took out a white porcelain vial, put the vermilion elixir in the vial, and carefully closed it. This is an elixir of healing. The effect is very good. He keeps the elixir every time and keeps it when needed.
After collecting the elixir, Lin Xuan walked towards his hut. He had to reach the ninth stage of refining as soon as possible, and tried to impact the vein again.