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Chapter 167 Guarding the Jiange March
Ling Yue questioned: "Ling Duan, you actually secretly learned Chaos Sword Art!"

Ling Duan jokingly said: "Senior brother! You have misunderstood, three months ago, the head teacher personally taught me the Chaos Sword Art!"

Ling Duan smiled sinisterly, and immediately stabbed hundreds of sword shadows.

Ling Duan's talent, this chaotic sword art is obviously not the result of three months of practice.

What kind of virtue is Ling Duan, how could Ling Yue, a senior brother, not know!
In fact, Master Han Su, the head teacher, saw that the elder holding the sword had accepted another genius disciple, so he taught the Chaos Sword Art to Lingduan.

Ling Duan went to the Miaofa Hall to secretly learn the exercises more than once, but the real person in charge didn't know it.

"Three Talents Sword Formation!"

The swords of Lingyue and Baili Tusu were controlled by Qin Yi to fly out, and the three swords surrounded Lingduan.

In an instant, each sword condensed three sword shadows, and they shuttled away in an instant.

The direction of their attack is Lingduan's head, heart, and lower abdomen.

Facing the criss-crossing sword shadows, Qin Yi pointed to the sword, and the sword energy flew across, and the sword shadows of Chaos Sword Art dissipated instantly.

The trapped Lingduan dodged back and forth, tossing and turning, Lingduan was already in rags.

Qin Yi controlled the wounds of the three swords and did not kill them. He just wanted Ling Duan to stop bothering him in the future. Qin Yi knew the virtues of master Han Su.

The way Ling Yue looked at Qin Yi changed: "Junior brother, you created this three-talented sword array yourself!"

Qin Yi smiled and said: "It's just a whim, it's just that I didn't come and practice it!"

Ling Duan tried many methods, but none of them worked. Hundreds of sword qi criss-crossed in the Sancai sword formation.

Especially when attacking Xiayin, Ling Duan shouted: "Junior brother, I admit defeat!"

Qin Yi Yujian, the three swords flew back into the scabbard, Ling Duan's clothes were disheveled.

Provoking the juniors behind him to laugh, Ling Duan gave Qin Yi a vicious look, then flung his sleeves and left.

Baili Tusu said: "Junior brother, Lingduan will definitely sue the master teacher!"

Qin Yi calmly said: "It's okay, it seems that the second senior brother has been harassed by Ling Duan a lot!"

Since Baili Tusu entered Tianyong City, Lingduan and other disciples have made things difficult for him in every possible way, but Master Hansu, the head teacher, only listens to Lingduan's one-sided words.

Ling Yue didn't say a word, and then he said with concern: "If Ling Duan troubles you again, senior brother will help you, if you can't help, we still have master!"

In charge of the Daoist Hall, the white-haired and red-faced Daoist Hansu stood with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Master Han Su was a little annoyed that Ling Duan had learned the Chaos Sword Art, but he was not as good as the young apprentice just accepted by the elder holding the sword.

It's no wonder that all the disciples in Tianyong City want to worship under Ziyin's sect.

It was Ling Duan who knelt on the ground with disheveled hair, and he hissed, "Master, you must be the master for your disciples!"

Listening to Ling Duan's cry, Master Han Su was a little annoyed, but Ling Duan was his disciple.

"Master! Then Qin Yi offended his superiors, and even insulted his disciples with words, making a move is a killer move. What's even more hateful is that he also said..."

"What else did he say?"

Ling Duan burst into tears, and the performance was so lifelike that Immortal Han Su couldn't help but believe in Ling Duan.

Ling Duan cried: "He said that the headmaster of Tianyong City should be done by his master, the elder with the sword, and he insulted the disciple, saying that the disciple is a waste, and the chaotic sword art is not as good as the Kongming sword!"

To say that Ling Duan is a trash is to say that his Master Han Su is a trash.

As for Ling Duan saying that Elder Holding Sword wanted to be the head teacher, that was pure nonsense.

Master Ziyin, the sword-wielding elder, has been in Tianyong City for more than three hundred years. If he wants to be a teacher, he has already done so.

Master Han Su sighed: "Ling Duan! Then Qin Yi will be fined to guard the Jiange for three months!"

"Jiange? Master..... Isn't there a senior sister Hongyu in Jiange?" Ling Duan said deliberately, looking at Master Hansu with sharp eyes.

In the Jiange Pavilion, there is a vicious sword burning and evil spirit, even the elders dare not stay in it easily.

Master Hansu said: "Although there is Hongyu looking after it, it is the Fenji Sword after all! What's more, Hongyu is the sword spirit of the elder holding the sword!"

"Yes! Master Teacher!"

After Ling Duan left, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, thinking: "Qin Yi, I, the second senior brother in Tianyong City, will definitely let you not survive, not die!"

On the back mountain of Lintian Pavilion, Qin Yi saw the man holding the sword, and knew that what was supposed to come would always come.

Although Master Hansu is the head teacher, he tends to listen to slander and protect his weaknesses.

For real Ziyin, this real Hansu is more or less jealous.

The elder of discipline, Han Zhuo, said sharply: "Qin Yi will follow me to Jiange to be punished!"

Qin Yi said flatly: "Okay!"

Han Jiu looked at Qin Yi in surprise, why did Qin Yi show his composure about this.

Hanzhuo Daoist said solemnly: "Then you admit that you were wrong!"

Qin Yidao: "Brother Lingduan has already got the result he wanted!"

Han Zhenren has a violent personality, even if he has been cultivating immortals for many years, it is difficult to change his character of vengeance.

Originally, Hanzhuo Zhenren thought that Qin Yi would commit a crime next time, and he would take action to teach him a lesson.

Even if the real Ziyin is there, it is difficult for him to say anything in front of the door rules.

Han Jiu Zhenren said: "Then do you know that the Jiange of Tianyong City is my forbidden area in Tianyong City?"

Qin Yi said neither humble nor overbearing: "The fierce sword Fenji is sealed inside, but so what?"

"Qin Yi, I hope you can remain so calm when you arrive at the Jiange!"

Qin Yi followed Master Hanjiu to the Jiange.

Qin Yi who came to the Jiange was also shocked by this fierce aura.

The sword aura of the Jiange is overflowing, and the aura of fierceness is pervasive, but it is full of the aura of seal.

"Hongyu, come out and see you!"

A woman slowly walked out of Jiange, wearing a big red skirt, with a graceful figure and a delicate face, but her body exudes sword intent all the time.

Hongyu's expression changed, and she said in surprise, "Hanju Zhenren, why are you here?"

Hongyu's voice was cold, but extremely pleasant.

Hanzhuo Zhenren said: "Qin Yi, the third disciple of the elder who held the sword, injured the mausoleum, and the real person in charge punished him to guard the Jiange for three months!"

Hongyu, as the sword spirit of Master Ziyin, has been here to guard the sealed Fenji Sword since the self-burning Jijian was sealed.

Hongyu looked at Qin Yi curiously, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

Then Qin Yi clasped his fists in salute and said, "Uncle Hongyu, disciple Qin Yi, the disciple Ziyin accepted three months ago, you will have companionship for the next three months!"

Hongyu was stunned, Qin Yi and Ziyin were too much alike, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

At least, Qin Yi's first impression of Hongyu was good.

Hongyu knew what kind of virtue Ling Duan was, and since the head teacher had already given the order, she couldn't say anything.

As for Qin Yi, with the sword spirit Hongyu around, he would not be harmed.

Qin Yi, who entered the Jiange, was shocked by the evil spirit of Fenjijian.

The whole body is fiery red, the sword frame is flame-shaped, the sword body is long and thin, the center of the sword body is slightly blue-purple, the overall shape is like a burning flame, without losing its vigor.

Qin Yi couldn't help sighing: "The Fenji Sword really deserves to be one of the seven fierce swords of the ancient Longyuan!"

"Qin Yi, you will be the same as Lingyue and Tu Su from now on, just call me Sister Hongyu!" Hongyu interrupted Qin Yi's meditation.

Qin Yi smiled and said, "I'd better call you Uncle Hongyu!"

Hongyu said coldly: "Ziyin is my master, Qin Yi!"

A trace of awe-inspiring sword intent, a trace of pure bright red, a trace of passionate soul.

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Sister Hongyu, please teach me swordsmanship!"

Hongyu said: "How could you cultivate to the perfection of foundation establishment after only three months?"

Qin Yi smiled flatly: "My Xing Yun is the three-legged Golden Crow, an ancient mythical beast, and I am a Dao body!"

"It's no wonder! You really are a genius in the sky, that's all, in the future, I will train your sword intent!"

Qin Yi is the disciple of Master Ziyin, logically speaking, Hongyu should call Qin Yi the son.

But Qin Yi called Hongyu his uncle. For some reason, Hongyu was still a little happy.

(End of this chapter)