Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 659 The Helper Who Comes to the Door
Chapter 180 The Eighth Door-to-Door Helper

"Although I have passed the test task of an outer disciple, what I need is not just the status of an inner disciple." Yi Xifeng said with a wry smile.

Han Song was silent for a while, he naturally knew what Yi Xifeng was talking about, before coming here, he had inquired about what happened in Luojian Lake that day.Although most of the world's attention is focused on those 'sages', after all, Han Song is from an intelligence background. Through the confessions of different people and the descriptions of some disciples of the Qingyun Sect, he can roughly restore what happened that day. the whole story.

Among them, the shots of Han Sanli and Chen Chuantuo can be regarded as two major turning points.And the reason why these two saints seldom make shots is because the two little girls are Li Xintian and Zhong Lingxi.And these two girls are inextricably linked with Yi Xifeng.

Ouye Changfeng chose to save Yi Xifeng in the end, and even wrote to Lin Rufa himself to go to 'Ye Jian Han Xing'.He didn't know what was written in that letter, but he knew that it was because of that letter that Lin Rufa changed his previous attitude towards Luo Yunzong.

"What do you need me to do?"

Han Song is a smart person, and he also knows that this 15-year-old white and clean Taoist priest is also a very smart person, so he chooses to 'speak the truth'!
Yi Xifeng looked at the young man in front of him who also looked like a scholar, and vaguely saw the shadows of Li Chengtao and Qingzhu from Han Song.

"Seven days later, I will participate in a grand meeting in the sect. I want to get the attention of the senior officials of the Zhenwu Dao Hall through this grand meeting. But just paying attention is not enough!" Yi Xifeng walked out of the house slowly and came to the backyard medicine garden.

"Then what do I need to do? Help you get rid of your competitors?" Han Song said in a joking tone.

Yi Xifeng grinned. He knew that the other party was joking, but he still explained: "Where is the need for such trouble? A Dao Ascension Conference doesn't require big brother to take action!"

"Oh? You have so much confidence in me? Then tell me, what is worth my shot?" Han Song looked at the stone locks and stakes in the medicine garden, and asked nonchalantly.

Yi Xifeng tilted his neck and said solemnly: "Pretend to be superior!"

Han Song: "..."

……

He basically repeated what he said to Zhang Ritian in the tooth hole before.When Han Song, who had a calm face, heard the whole plan, he could not help but feel the fluctuation in his heart.

"Do you know that by doing this, you will make many enemies for yourself?" He asked softly.

Yi Xifeng shook the sapphire gourd in his hand, and found that it was actually filled with a jug of fine wine, which seemed to be a farewell gift from Lin Bo.After all, it was agreed at the beginning that when he came out of the secret realm, he would come to clean himself up, and he wanted to get the other party a jar of Qingyun sect's old wine!
It's a pity that things changed with the situation, and the intervention of several powerful forces made this trip to the secret realm cloudy and mysterious!No matter whether it is Old Devil Han, the leader of the divine sect, or Xu Xianzhi, a Confucian saint, such a big man should not be involved in the search for this 'ancient secret realm'.

"Make enemies? Hehe, I don't worry about making enemies anymore. I'm more eager to find some like-minded friends!" Yi Xifeng looked into Han Song's eyes, his expression was full of firmness and persistence.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Han Song's eyes, he had already been a homeless dog once, so he would never allow himself to be one again.

"Why should I believe that you have this confidence? You are so confident that you can overwhelm all the outer disciples in the Hall of True Martial Arts?" As if to convince himself, Han Song said these words very emphatically and with a loud voice.

Yi Xifeng didn't speak out to defend, nor did he blame the other party for being brave enough to fight and fight like himself!He slowly raised the pitch-black long sword in his hand, and a golden starlight instantly lit up on the blade!
These starbursts are a characteristic of the 'Ye Jian Han Xing', different attributes of inner strength and true essence are poured into them, and the colors of the starbursts that light up are also different.Golden starburst, this is the unique color of Yi Xifeng Chunyang Zhenyuan.

Han Song looked at Bai Jing Xiaodao with some surprise. In his impression, the other party's real essence should be white Yang attribute, but he didn't expect that Yi Xifeng, who hadn't seen him for five years, successfully transformed his inner energy into "pure Yang inner energy" '.

But before he finished being surprised, a faint wave of spirit and soul came from the sword.

"This, this is... the sword spirit?!" Han Song murmured with his eyes widened in disbelief.

Swish swish!
In just a split second, more than a dozen golden swords flew out. Unlike the "thousands of miles of rivers" in the past, these more condensed swords did not condense into a long golden dragon in the midair of the medicine garden, but scattered in all directions. , pierced through the bullseyes of more than a dozen wooden stakes standing in the medicine garden.

Yi Xifeng's hand holding the Hanxing Sword didn't tremble at all, and the other hand held Guizang's scabbard and lifted it up in the same way.The dozens of golden sword glows quickly returned after piercing through the target, and directly sank into the scabbard.

Han Song watched all this happen with a frown, although there was some appreciation in his eyes, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Multitasking is amazing!"

It's just that before he finished his words of appreciation, the dozen or so wooden stakes that had been pierced through the bull's-eye exploded together.

"What? How could it be?!" Han Song himself is a martial artist in the room-entry state, so he is naturally aware of the power of the sword just now. It is not a big problem to pierce the bull's-eye, and it is not a problem even to cut the target directly.What is really difficult to achieve is that after the sword gang has penetrated, the scabbard has been retracted, and these wooden stakes exploded again.

He had already come close, raised his hand to pinch a piece of wreckage, felt his soul for a moment, and felt a sense of astonishment in his heart!
"The move you just hit hit the vital points of these dozens of wooden stakes at the same time, so it was able to collapse in one blow!" But before he finished speaking, Yi Xifeng interrupted him and said:
"I didn't lock with my soul, and I didn't multitask!" He raised his hand and drew out a sword, the golden sword-shaped energy circled around Yi Xifeng's palm, like a flying sword with self-consciousness .

"How is it possible! Even if it is psychic kendo, the sword spirit produced by the Hanxing Sword is less than a month old, and it is impossible to hit the vital points of all the stakes so accurately!" Han Song said in disbelief.

Yi Xifeng nodded, and added: "This new sword spirit is naturally a little stupid, and this kind of precision attack may not be achieved by decades of nurturing."

Han Song didn't answer the words, he knew in his heart that even if he warmed up the sword spirit for thousands of years, it would be difficult to achieve such precision terrorist attacks at the same time, but it is more feasible to hit successively.

Yi Xifeng didn't continue to refute, and said shyly with a smile: "Tianyan Sword Dao, let's find out!"

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