In Cangshan, Li Hanyi was practicing swordplay. Fang Ping brought up Feixin and invited her to go back to the Sword Heart Tomb with him.

"I won't go to sword practice."

Li Hanyi's tone was indifferent, and the cold sword danced with clear shadows, like the moonlight reflecting on a still spring.

Fang Ping expected this to happen, but the old man's tone in the letter was firm, and he advised again:

"It's better to go there. The old man seems to have something to tell you."

"Then write a letter," Li Hanyi still waved his sword.

After Nan Jue's battle with Su Changhe and Zhai Yuejun, she felt that the gap between her and Fang Ping was getting further and further away.

If you don't seize the time to practice swordsmanship, when will you be able to overtake him?

Fang Ping thought for a moment:

"Aren't you worried about Lei Wujie? He is not at Jianxin Tomb and has not returned to Xueyue City. What if something happens?"

Li Hanyi snorted disdainfully:

"You care about him so much, you might as well accept him as your apprentice."

Fang Ping sighed slightly and his eyes became firmer:

"Seriously not leaving?"

"Not leaving."

Hearing this, Fang Ping took a step back and bowed slightly:

"I'm sorry, Li Hanyi."

Li Hanyi raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask him why he was apologizing, when a beam of golden light flooded into his field of vision.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things. I have cultivated for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my magical power. There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body!"

Fang Ping's body was covered in golden light, and with a slight wave of his hand, a thread of golden light came through the air.

In the blink of an eye, Li Hanyi was tied up tightly.

The shoulders are locked, the chest is convex, the arms are on the back, the wrists are clasped at the waist, the patellas are tightly closed, and there is no gap in the legs.

Like a golden silkworm chrysalis.

"Wooden boy, how dare you!!"

Li Hanyi reacted and was immediately ashamed and angry.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Fang Ping waved his hands repeatedly, then urged Jin Guang to gag Li Hanyi's mouth.

And nodded slightly:

"Okay, now you can't threaten me."

Li Hanyi: "!!!"

The next moment, a golden light burst out from the Cangshan Mountain, crossing the sky and heading straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

In the main palace of Xueyue City, Sikong Changfeng was leaning on the pavilion, drinking a cup of tea, when he suddenly saw golden light like clouds, he was slightly startled and said:

"What is this thing in Fang Ping's hand?"

Taking a closer look, Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but look slightly startled:

"Is there such a thing?"

"...Hanyi has been tamed?"

Sikong Changfeng continued to drink tea, shook his head and sighed:

"This kid has something."

Anyone else would have been shot out by Sikong Changfeng. Although Li Hanyi was the second senior sister, Baili and he both doted on her just because of the early days of her career.

Two hours later, another flying letter was delivered to the city lord's palace.

Sikong Changfeng glanced:

"Here from Nan Jue?"

After taking it apart, it seemed that it belonged to Fang Ping. He looked at it and thought:

"This letter is submitted by Nan Jue Sword Immortal, Ghost Sword Zhai Yuejun, Tyrant Sword Tantai Po, and Gentle Sword Su Yuluo, to hold Xueyue City's Qingmu Sword Immortal to account.

Dare I ask, what is justice in the world?

The Qingmu Sword Immortal suppresses the Moon City with his sword for no reason. His sword power injures and kills people, massacres the prisoners in the sky prison, he despises human life like an ant, and both humans and gods are angry.

Are these atrocities a sword fairy or a sword demon?

We have no intention of being an enemy of Xue Yue, we just want a satisfactory answer, if not, we will tell the world and let all the sects in the world judge it!"

After reading the letter, Sikong Changfeng looked puzzled:

"Fang Ping and Han Yi also talked about the battle in Nanjue. Not to mention the common people, not even a single prisoner in the prison was injured."

With his ability to control the sword, Sikong Changfeng naturally believed that Li Hanyi was not a liar about this kind of thing.

In this case, these three sword immortals are lying.

"Haha, it's interesting. Are you using this method to exert pressure?"

Sikong Changfeng chuckled lightly and immediately opened the paper and replied:

"Sword Immortal and Sword Demon, it's not your turn to be judged by the Sword Immortal.

Suchanghe is a demon and should be punished. If Lord Zhaiyue associates with him, is he also called a sword demon?

This book only represents the three city lords of Xueyue City, if you have any doubts, please discuss it in person!"

The letter is rolled into the bamboo, and the flying pigeon passes the letter.

Watching the homing pigeon disappear into the sky, Sikong Changfeng thought thoughtfully and said to himself:

"We'll decide how to deal with it specifically after Fang Ping comes back... If he goes south again, Han Yi's personality is too impulsive, so I still have to follow him."

...

On the other side, at the Sword Heart Tomb, a beam of golden light fell next to the sword pavilion.

King Li Su noticed the familiar aura and immediately came out to greet him. He only glanced at it and almost exploded on the spot.

"This...how dare you?!"

Li Hanyi was seen to be bound by gold threads all over his body, with a gold ball stuffed in his mouth. Drool overflowed from the corner of his mouth, slid to his chin, passed through his jade neck, and slightly soaked the skirt of his clothes.

Fang Ping apologized:

"Sorry, old man, Li Hanyi was stubborn and refused to come, so I had to tie him up."

King Li Su waved his hands eagerly:

"If you don't have time to apologize to me, why not say a few nice words to Han Yi."

Hearing this, Fang Ping turned to look at Li Hanyi.

A pair of bright eyes with murderous intent revealed, with tears hiding in the eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone, his cheeks were blushing, and his face was covered with makeup.

Li Hanyi was annoyed. The second city lord of Xueyue City, the former Xueyue Sword Immortal, actually stained his neck with saliva. When had he ever behaved in such an ugly manner?

Fang Ping's mouth twitched slightly:

"I'm sorry. After all, the old man wanted to see you, so he let you."

King Li Su turned around and entered the sword pavilion.

Li Hanyi frowned, and his eyes told him to undo the golden light spell, otherwise others would see him.

Fang Ping nodded slightly again:

"I've apologized, but you won't do anything, right?"

Li Hanyi frowned and shook his head gently.

"Huh, that's good."

Fang Ping waved his hand, and the golden thread immediately dissipated, and Li Hanyi regained his freedom. At the same time, he was also liberated - Iron Horse Glacier!

"Zheng——!"

The cold sword is unsheathed, like an iron horse trampling through the glacier.

"Bold little boy! Die!"

Fang Ping: "6."

A golden light rose, and Fang Ping suddenly stood in the sky:

"I knew you were going to do this, but luckily I was prepared."

Li Hanyi frowned sharply, took off in the air, and held out a sword.

Xiaoyao Tianjing can fly in the air for a short time, but it is not as long-lasting as the Golden Light Spell, and he was thrown away by Fang Ping not long after.

"Stop chasing me, stay with me more~"

Fang Ping's voice gradually faded away, and Li Hanyi knew that he couldn't catch up, so he turned around and used his sword to blow away the cabin where the former lived.

Fang Ping’s mouth twitched:

"Holy shit, you've lived here before, okay? You're so heartless."

"Hmph, don't go back to Xueyue City if you have the guts."

Li Hanyi put away his sword and returned to the sword pavilion. He had already come, so he simply stayed with his grandfather for a few days.

The grandfather and grandson were sipping tea and looking at the clouds. King Li Su suddenly asked:

"What do you think of Fang Ping?"

"One word, cheap."

King Li Su was slightly startled:

"Uh...what if it's two words?"

"Bitch." Li Hanyi replied simply.

"Where are the three words?"

"Bad Sword Immortal."

King Li Su choked on a sip of warm tea:

"Han Yi, Confucian Sword Immortal said that the two of you are in love, but Fang Ping has just turned eighteen, and you and him are twelve years apart. I'm afraid..."

This time it was Li Hanyi's turn to grab it.

She turned her head and looked to the side:

"Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense."

On this day, Xie Xuan, who was observing sword-making skills at the Jianxin Tomb, was kicked out overnight.
Chapter completed!