Ling Zixuan could tell at a glance that these two young men were cultivators. It seemed that there really was a cultivator sect in Lizhou Continent. The two men's costumes showed that they were from the same sect.

However, he was also a little surprised. The Heavenly Evil had already belonged to his sect. Could it be that the Liyang Dynasty had a more powerful killer organization that could actually invite cultivators to kill him?

"Who are you? Do you know Ling Zixuan?" Chen Xi has obviously never been in the secular world and does not know how to deal with people at all. He directly stated the purpose of his trip.

"Why are you looking for him?" Ling Zixuan's face gradually softened as he looked at Chen Xi's harmless look.

"He killed my junior brother, so the master asked me and the senior brother to capture him and bring him back to the sect, and the master will deal with it." Chen Xi shook his head and said. Chen Xin on the side did not stop her, but nodded frequently.

Ji Lingshan covered her mouth and laughed while watching. These two idiots must have become stupid because of their cultivation.

Ling Zixuan did hear several pieces of information. First, he confirmed that these two people came from a cultivation sect. Second, their masters were at least above the Body Tempering Realm, because this man's aura had reached the peak of the Qi Training Realm.

His master cannot be less powerful than him. Thirdly, when did I kill their junior brother? A monk in the Qi training realm? Is it Ouyang Kun? Is the force behind Ouyang Kun a cultivation sect?

"Is your junior brother Ouyang Kun?" Ling Zixuan asked.

"Ouyang Kun? Who is Ouyang Kun?" Chen Xi looked confused. She looked at Chen Xin and saw that her senior brother had the same expression. She immediately said to Ling Zixuan, "Stop talking nonsense, Ling Zixuan will kill me."

Junior Brother Wan Yuan, all you need to do is tell me where he is, nothing else is your business."

"Wan Yuan? Wan Yuan's sect is a cultivation sect? No, Wan Yuan is dead?" Ling Zixuan heard the blind man say that he only hurt Wan Yuan to let him know the difference in strength, but did not kill him.

"How did Wan Yuan die?" Ling Zixuan immediately asked.

"Why are you such a verbose person? Junior Brother Wan Yuan died right where you are now, with his bones and internal organs shattered by a punch. What does this have to do with you? You are really a gossip." Chen Xi chirped.

There was a moment of complaint.

Exploding the internal organs with one punch? That's not what a blind man calls a blind man. A blind man is good at swordsmanship, sharp and dexterous in swordsmanship, and is not good at defeating the enemy with force. So the person who killed Wan Yuan is definitely not a blind man, that is... someone killed Wan Yuan

, and then framed me.

Ji Lingshan analyzed Chen Xi's words and thought that someone was going to use Chen Xi's sect to frame Ling Zixuan. This trick of driving away tigers and devouring wolves was really insidious.

"I am not the one who killed Ten Thousand Yuan. You have found the wrong person." Ling Zixuan said.

"If you weren't the one who killed me, you are Ling Zixuan? Okay, you have been messing around with us for so long. It turns out that you are far away in the horizon and right in front of you. It takes no effort to get here. Senior brother, you go first, I will cover you." Chen Xi.

He took a step back and pushed Chen Xin forward.

Ling Zixuan "..."

Ji Lingshan "..."

Chen Xinjin nodded, and with a fist of his right hand, a sword appeared in his hand, "Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me!"

Ling Zixuan looked at the sword and mid-level spiritual weapon in Chen Xin's hand. It seemed that this cultivation sect had some strength, and its disciples had already given the spiritual weapon.

"I'll say it again, I didn't kill you ten thousand yuan, you'd better find out!" Ling Zixuan looked ugly.

Chen Xin didn't listen to Ling Zixuan's words. He has been a sword fanatic since he was a child. As long as he has the sword in his hand, he will not be affected by any external things and focus on the sword. He saw that the Taoist robe on his body began to slowly bulge.

The spiritual power in his body is condensed, and his whole body is like a sharp sword, with his body straight.

Ling Zixuan's eyes lit up, he turned out to be a talented swordsman. He was very interested to see how Chen Xin's swordsmanship was.

Chen Xin raised the sword with his right hand. He was exhausted. He quickly stabbed Ling Zixuan's chest with the sword. His wrist, arm and sword body were completely straight in a straight line. It was steady and powerful. At a glance, he could tell that he had practiced swordsmanship for many years. The tip of the sword

There was still faint spiritual power emerging everywhere, and wherever it passed, the air made a tearing sound, and the speed had to be said to be extremely fast. This sword pierced Ling Zixuan's chest, and it was easy to pass through.

thing.

Chen Xin's sword was filled with ten years of his own skills, so he was full of confidence. Just when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Ling Zixuan's chest, Chen Xin found that his sword body was suddenly blocked by a powerful force. Regardless of whether he

No matter how hard I exerted my force, I could no longer move the sword forward even half an inch.

He looked up and was shocked. He saw a pair of fingers clamping his mid-level spiritual weapon sword. Not only was he not injured by the sword's edge, but his sword was as if it had been inserted into ten thousand kilograms of heavy iron, and he could no longer move at all.

Half a minute.

"The sword is good, but the skill is not that good!" Ling Zixuan easily held Chen Xin's aura sword between his fingers and looked at him with a smile. All the organs on Chen Xin's face in the distance were exaggeratedly opened.

Come on. Your eyes, mouth, and even your nostrils were all wide open, looking at the scene in front of you in shock.

After all, Chen Xin was a swordsman. When he saw the aura sword in his hand being clamped by Ling Zixuan's fingers, he immediately turned his body violently in the air and relied on the power of rotation to withdraw his sword. Ling Zixuan did not continue to act cool and let go.

The sword gives Chen Xin a chance to retreat with the sword.

After Chen Xin stood firm, he knew that Ling Zixuan had profound skills and could no longer hold back. Six swords appeared around him in an instant. Surrounding him, each sword suddenly burst out with light, like a bright meteor, hanging high in the sky, with wisps of golden rays.

The sword energy presses the body and hangs down from the top of the head. At a glance, it looks like stars in the sky, with a murderous aura in its beauty.

"Sword formation? Interesting!" Ling Zixuan saw that Chen Xin actually used the sword formation directly, and knew that he must have judged that the difference in strength between him and his was too big, so he had no choice but to use his strongest skills and fight to the death.

.

It is obvious that it is very difficult for Chen Xin to maintain the sword formation with his current skills, and the six swords are also trembling slightly. Therefore, he can only fight quickly.

I saw him yelling: "Starlight Sword Formation!"

I saw meteors falling from the sky one after another, and six golden sword energies rushing towards Ling Zixuan. The entire Liuye Lane was covered by the sword light, like a falling meteor shower. Only then did Chen Xi close her long-lasting sword.

mouth, clenched

With only a small fist, this was the first time she saw Senior Brother Chen Xin's Starlight Sword Formation used in actual combat. Now Ling Zixuan, an arrogant guy, must be defeated by Senior Brother Chen Xin. Even the Master is very afraid of this.

The Starlight Sword Formation!

Ling Zixuan stood there, not dodging or dodging, facing these meteor-like sword energy full of spiritual power. The golden sword energy hit Ling Zixuan's body, as if hitting a mountain rock, and was directly bounced away.

.Although the sword will return to shoot at Ling Zixuan's body again, the spiritual power on the sword will be much less than before.

After Ling Zixuan felt the power of the Starlight Sword Formation, he shook his head, then wrapped his arms in front of him, and gathered his spiritual power. The six swords of spiritual light were directly held in his chest, and he kept struggling, but could not move.

.

"This sword is just average, and the sword formation is even more average." Ling Zixuan stared at Chen Xin, who was already sweating profusely, and said, "It seems you haven't practiced enough. Go back and practice more." After saying that, he twisted his arms and made six handles.
Chapter completed!