Xue Qinghan's body turned into a phantom, and she was extremely fast, and rushed to her residence. They lived in a dormitory provided by Wen Daoyuan, with a spirit gathering array arranged and was located on a small branch of the spiritual vein. The spiritual energy was quite abundant, which could improve the level of cultivation.

However, Xue Qinghan and his friends stayed in the hotel were just the most ordinary dormitory. The level of the spirit gathering array was not high, and the effect was not so obvious. It can only be said that it was better than nothing.

There are naturally places for retreat cultivation in the academy, which are caves opened directly on the spiritual veins, and the spirit gathering arrays arranged are also more advanced, and the cultivation effect is several times that of the outside world.

However, the number of these caves is limited, so the college does not provide them free of charge, but needs to be redeemed with the college’s merit points.

Xue Qinghan and Mo Yu both ranked among the top in the hospital assessment, so they were able to move into a separate attic.

As soon as he stepped into the residential area, Xue Qinghan couldn't help frowning, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

I saw a large number of people gathered here in front of the attic where Xue Qinghan was. Although Xue Qinghan basically didn't know her, she also knew that she should be a freshman of the same level who lived in this area.

Xue Qinghan squeezed into the crowd and quickly came close to him. Only then did five or six young men stand in front of the attic where they live, faintly surrounding the doors in and out, and another young man is standing in front of the attic.

These people should be all freshmen in the academy, and their cultivation is between the first level of the first level of the return to the fifth level of the return to the first level of the return. They carry long swords and the clothes they wear seem to be in the same style. On the chests of these people, there is a small seal, and the pattern of a long sword is carved.

Xue Qinghan glanced at him and found that he didn't know these people. He had only been away for half a day, so why was he inexplicably blocked by someone?

"Who are you? Who told you to get close to you? Didn't you see our sword hall doing business here? Those who are tactful will leave quickly!"

Xue Qinghan couldn't care about so much, so he walked towards the attic. After only two or three steps, he saw a young man with scars on his face blocking his face and said coldly.

Xue Qinghan frowned: "Who are you?"

"Ha, you don't even recognize our sword hall? You can see clearly, huh?" Hearing Xue Qinghan's words, the young man opposite sneered, pointed to the badge with a long sword pattern on his chest, glanced at Xue Qinghan with a proud curve on his mouth.

Behind the young man, the other people also looked at Xue Qinghan with contempt, and his eyes were filled with condescending arrogance. It seemed that in their eyes, Xue Qinghan was like a country bumpkin entering the city.

Xue Qinghan was speechless. Are these guys sick? They ran to other people's doors as guardians, but they also looked like a show of power. Who knows what kind of sword hall you are or a cheap hall?

Too lazy to pay attention, Xue Qinghan walked straight towards the attic, perhaps asking Mo Yu that he could know what happened. These few people who could not even speak 20,000 to 50,000 or 80,000 ** he really didn't talk to.

"Didn't you hear me? Let me get away, are you deaf?" Seeing Xue Qinghan ignore him and walk straight to the attic, the scar-faced young man looked cold and shouted sternly.

While speaking, his figure once again blocked Xue Qinghan's body, and a terrifying sword energy filled his body, covering Xue Qinghan's body.

Xue Qinghan felt the sharp aura that was shrouded in. It was really a bit hot. She just met a lunatic.

The guy who took action against himself.

Well, he can still say that the little girl named Fenghuang was holding the pump. She took action against him because she didn't want to get close to Fenghuang. This doesn't matter. Anyway, it was just an accident that I met him today.

But what are these guys? He is just going back to his residence, and there are troubles to come to him. He doesn't remember his relative named troubles.

"I don't remember having a guard dog. Did you get stung by a demon bee, so you guarded the wrong door?" Xue Qinghan asked in surprise in his tone. Since the person in front of him was so unprotective, how could Xue Qinghan be polite?

The scar-faced young man was stunned for a moment, not seeming to react completely, then came to his senses, his face was ugly, and the sword energy swept out, staring at Xue Qinghan, and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know who you are talking to? You..."

"Don't bark here, run to other people's doorsteps. I'm still so arrogant. Who gives you the courage?" Xue Qinghan said, waving his hand to interrupt the other person's words.

"Baring? You're looking for death, I'll kill you with one sword!"

"Clang~"

The scar-faced young man roared, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed, and it fell into his hand. It was a whirlwind, and the sword energy was surrounding him. An extremely sharp aura spread. He raised his hand and slashed towards Xue Qinghan.

Before the sword came, the cold sword intent had already enveloped, as if thousands of swords were coming through, and the skin was painful.

However, the next moment, the scar-faced young man felt a terrifying heart, and he felt a flash in front of him. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his right shoulder, and a cold murderous intent spread out. His whole arm instantly lost strength. Even the sword could not be held steadily.

"Bang~"

Before he understood what was going on, a voice remembered again. The scar-faced young man's body was involuntarily bent into a big shrimp and flew back several feet away, falling into the dust and shrinking into a ball, with a pale face.

And when the scar-faced young man was just standing, a figure in white withdrew his fist and shook his hand. His face was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Xiaoyao's step was so fast, and with intentional calculations but no intentions, Xue Qinghan took action and directly stepped in front of the other party with Xiaoyao's step. He pierced his shoulder with a Zhuxian spear in his left hand, and at the same time, his right hand punched him in the abdomen without hesitation.

The people around him became quiet in an instant, staring at the scene in front of him in a daze, including the few people who arrived with the scarred young man, were unable to react.

What's going on? Why did the scar face, whose cultivation level reached the third level of the Reincarnation Realm, be knocked to the ground in an instant?

"You...you...snap attack, despicable! You are capable and fight me one-on-one!" The scar-faced young man was so sad that his face twisted and he said angrily.

"Are you sick? You blocked in front of my residence, and it seemed that you did it first." Xue Qinghan said lightly and walked straight to the gate.

"stop!"

"Bastard! Stop it, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

"Take it, first teach this ignorant bastard a lesson!"

“….”

Suddenly, the few people who arrived with the scarred young man shouted loudly, and the sound of swords sounded, covering Xue Qinghan with a sharp sword light.

Xue Qinghan's eyes are slightly slight

Squinted, strands of sword light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly turned around. The sword energy on his body swept through the sky and gathered on the Xiaoyao Sword. In a continuous line of points in the void, several magnificent sword lights shot out, cutting through the space and bombarding the young men.

The sword light was shining with a faint blue light, the aura was a bit ethereal, a bit unimaginable mystery, but it was extremely sharp.

"Boom~"

The sword light collided with several young men, and the sword intent exploded. Suddenly, endless sword energy filled the entire space. The ground within a radius of dozens of feet left crisscrossing sword marks, like a spider web.

Xue Qinghan's footsteps slightly retreated, and the Xiaoyao sword in his hand trembled, but his eyes seemed extremely calm.

On the other side, the people also retreated two or three steps away, with ugly faces. Among them, there was one of them, the fourth level of the Return Realm, the third level of the Return Realm, and the second level of the Return Realm, and the opponent directly blocked it with a sword.

The other party's spiritual power was extremely strong, and the sword energy was even more pure. His understanding of swordsmanship was far greater than that of all of them.

Before they could move much, they twitched their lips and saw the young man in white in front of them flying up without raising his eyelids, and kicked the scar-faced young man at his feet out. The scar-faced young man who had just shook his body directly at them, making them both startled and angry.

"My friend, aren't you a little too much? You don't take my sword hall seriously at all?"

At this time, the young man who had been standing in front of the gate before had not turned around looked at him, his eyes were like a sword, looking directly at Xue Qinghan, which made Xue Qinghan raise his eyebrows unconsciously. This man was actually an existence in the fifth level of the Reward Realm, and the sword intent on his body was extremely strong.

This guy should be the leader of these people. Since Xue Qinghan arrived, he has been standing in front of Xue Qinghan and Mo Yu’s attic gate. He has never turned around, even when the scar-faced young man was attacked by Xue Qinghan.

He has a handsome appearance and an outstanding temperament. He can see obvious arrogance in his eyes. His whole person exudes the sharpness of a divine sword, as if others are swords.

"I was too much of blocking my way in front of my residence?" Xue Qinghan asked in a plain tone.

"Your residence?" The young man opposite frowned and stared at Xue Qinghan tightly. "As far as I know, this should be the residence of Miss Mo Yumo. What does it mean to ruin people's reputation like this?"

Xue Qinghan twitched the corners of his mouth in a slight way. Could it be that these stupid and insignificant pretenders were watching dogs here because of Mo Yu? Xue Qinghan was a little depressed. Should Mo Yu hide his true appearance in the future? He doesn't like this inexplicable trouble.

Speaking of such a big noise outside, the door of the attic was still closed. This shouldn't be true. Mo Yu could not have noticed such a strong spiritual fluctuation just now. He should have known that he was back, why did he see no one?

"Young Master, you are back."

Xue Qinghan was wondering when he saw the attic door suddenly open, and a black figure stepped out from it. His figure flashed and appeared beside Xue Qinghan. He even stretched out his arms and hugged Xue Qinghan's arms in his arms.

Xue Qinghan looked at Mo Yu, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and Rumo's eyes flashed with a ray of light, and the corners of his eyes twitched. At the same time, opposite Xue Qinghan, a chilled gaze fell on him.
Chapter completed!