Chen Xuan tried back and forth in the room several times, feeling very satisfied, and then began to withdraw his internal energy, and the coldness in his palm disappeared again.

In most cases, the internal energy in his body is still highly toxic. Only when the ice true energy is used will the internal energy temporarily turn into yin and cold.

Therefore, this technique provided him with great convenience.

You don’t have to give up what you have learned before, and you can also use what you have learned now.

The best of both worlds!

Chen Xuanping breathed again, picked up the long sword, practiced the Huashan sword technique in the room, and danced his body. The sword technique was smoother and smoother. The more he went, the more he was, it was like flowing clouds and water, and he completed it in one go.

Half an hour later, the words "Introduction to Huashan Sword Technique" (0/50) appeared on the panel.

Chen Xuan was overjoyed and stopped to add some.

The light flashed, and the Huashan sword technique directly changed from entry (0/50) to rough (100/100), and then changed from rough (100/100) to entering the hall (0/200).

There are 10 points left in experience.

Chen Xuan smiled and put away his long sword. Now he said that he was a handsome swordsman, no one would doubt it, right?

He opened the door and walked downstairs, preparing to have a meal first and then go to Qixian Town to see the situation.

There was noisy downstairs, and he could hear all kinds of sounds clearly, and he could accurately tell which direction came from and where he was located.

Suddenly, several voices came into his ears.

"Brother Xiong's reputation is getting more and more popular. Zhao Yumen from Luoxia Sword Sect was shattered by your three palms, which is really satisfying."

"Yes, the Luoxia Sword Sect actually tried to sue the officials for justice? It's a joke. They caused such a huge disaster in Qixian Town, indirectly killing countless people. They also wanted to find the yamen. It's already been calculated that the yamen did not arrest them!"

"It is said that Luoxia Sword Sect has dug up an ancient magical treasure book and a blood-colored short sword. In my opinion, even if the short sword is not a divine weapon, it must be at the level of treasure. As for the magical treasure book, it must be extremely rare."

Several sounds sounded one after another.

Suddenly, a cold and powerful voice came, saying, "Okay, don't talk about this anymore. Have a meal first. After the meal, hurry to Qixian Town. The situation in Qixian Town is getting more and more complicated now. The owner of the manor will let us go as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Brother Xiong!"

Several voices laughed.

Chen Xuan walked downstairs and glanced away.

I saw four big men sitting on the table in one corner. The man in the middle was wearing a black outfit, a burly body, a cold face, and a thin breathing. His eyes opened and closed like lightning.

Obviously this is an internal power expert.

"He is Xiong Baihu? That guy who broke the meridians of Zhao Yumen?"

Chen Xuan frowned.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been in the middle of this business, but since he encountered it, he always wanted to take a look.

Besides, Qin Feng was his first friend to enter the pass...

While the group of men were having a drink, suddenly, a few young people at a table next to them quickly got up and left and walked outside.

Chen Xuan's eyes moved and he recognized their clothes.

Is this a disciple of Luoxia Sword Sect?

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Xiong Baihu's eyes turned cold, and a chopstick in his hand shot out in an instant. With a bang, he nailed it to the pillar on one side, making the disciples of the Luoxia Sword Sect who wanted to leave hastily so scared that their faces turned pale and they hurriedly stopped.

"What do you...what do you want to do?"

A disciple of Luoxia Sword Sect said in a trembling voice.

"Since I've met you, do you still want to leave?"

Xiong Baihu's tone was cold.

"Don't bully people too much. If you have the ability to compete with our sect, it's hard for us to be a hero or a hero?"

The disciple said in panic.

They are not very strong, they are just going down the mountain to purchase. How could they expect to meet a fierce person like Xiong Baihu?

Xiong Baihu sneered and said, "If you don't say it, I will also ask your leader to try it out, but you met me today, and it's not that easy to leave. Each person has an arm, and I'll let you go!"

Several disciples of Luoxia Sword Sect were so scared that they looked horrified.

The other men around Xiong Baihu all laughed and watched the show.

The other tourists in the inn were secretly surprised and started to talk in a low voice.

During this period, the conflict between Luoxia Sword Sect and Feiyun Sword Village and the Meteor Martial Arts Hall has become stronger and stronger day by day. These disciples of Luoxia Sword Sect met Fenglei Pad Bear Hundred Houses here, how could they have a good ending?

"What? Don't want to cut? If you don't want to cut, I'll cut for you."

Suddenly, a Chinese character beside Xiong Baihu sneered, his body was as lightning as lightning, and he suddenly came to a disciple, grabbed the long sword in his hand like lightning, and cut it down at the disciple's right arm with one sword.

The disciple looked shocked and could not react at all.

Bang!

Suddenly, a piece of wooden block came from the sky, almost to the extreme, and hit the man's face, causing him to scream, his nose bridge collapsed, blood sprayed, and he flew backwards on the spot.

"Who?"

Xiong Baihu and the other two men around him changed their faces. They stood up in an instant and started to shout.

Xiong Baihu even looked at the corridor.

I saw a handsome young man wearing a moon-white robe, with hair as thin as ink, and a hairpin on his head, walking down from the upstairs with a smile on his face, looking at him.

Xiong Baihu's face darkened, and his eyes were shining with cold light.

"Who is your lord? How dare you keep in mind our nostalgia?"

His voice was cold.

"I? I'm just a casual cultivator, it's not worth it. I heard that Brother Xiong's Fenglei Palm is quite hot, so I have always wanted to learn it. Since I met it today, I would like to ask Brother Xiong to give me some advice."

Chen Xuan walked down the stairs with a smile on his face.

In the first floor lobby, other tourists from the world were surprised and started to discuss.

"court death!"

Xiong Baihu's tone became cold.

A few days ago, he killed Zhao Yumen with three palms. I don’t know who the reputation of the Fenglei Palm is, and no one knows, and there are still people who dare to provoke him if they don’t know what they are.

"Who are you? Sign up!"

Xiong Baihu shouted loudly.

He suddenly worried that this was a master invited by Luoxia Sword Sect and wanted to deal with him.

"I said I am just a casual cultivator. Brother Xiong, please make a move. If you don't make a move, I will make it."

Chen Xuan smiled.

call!

His body movement was extremely fast, leaving behind a shadow, and suddenly he slapped Xiong Baihu with a palm.

Xiong Baihu roared, which shocked many people in the lobby to snort. They hugged their heads tightly, and felt their brains cracking. The tables, chairs and benches were shaking. Then Xiong Baihu jumped and drove the wind and thunder palms to the extreme and came up to slap them with Chen Xuan.

Bang!

The explosion was even more terrifying than the roar just now. The strong wind swept across the lobby on the first floor, and the tables, chairs, and benches were shattered.

The other two behind Xiong Baihu were all shocked and groaned, their blood tumbling, and they quickly retreated.

Xiong Baihu himself turned over in the air and landed hard on the ground. With a thud, his wide foot stomped the ground to the sunken.

Chen Xuan's body did not shake for a moment, he withdrew his palm, smiled and said, "Okay, it's worthy of being the Wind and Thunder Palm, which is extremely powerful. I admire him and say goodbye!"

He turned and left.

Several disciples of Luoxia Sword Sect around him were shocked and hurriedly left, thanked Chen Xuan and disappeared from afar.

Inside the inn.

All the tourists from all walks of life were shocked and looked out the door.

Who was the white-clothed swordsman just now? He could fight with Xiong Baihu, the "Wind and Thunder Palm" and leave calmly?

This is simply terrible.

"Brother Xiong, why don't you chase after me?"

At this time, the two men behind him and the man who had been hit by Chen Xuan's wooden block on the cheek rushed over, surrounded Xiong Baihu and asked angrily.

Xiong Baihu was still motionless, but his eyelids were blue and his eyes were wide open. Gradually, his whole face turned blue.

Then, all three men felt a trace of cold breath emanating from Xiong Baihu.

They were startled and finally realized something was wrong.

"Brother Xiong!"
To be continued...