I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 107 Assassination with the Flying Sword
Hearing what Xuan Zhenzi said, many "heroes" present stood up one after another, expressing their willingness to act immediately to relieve Xuan Zhenzi's worries.

After hearing this, Xuan Zhenzi waved his hands and smiled, and said casually: "It's just a small thief, look at the poor Taoist sword to get rid of him."

After saying that, he opened his mouth to spit out, and a silver sword light flew out, making a circle around Wangxing Pavilion.

Seeing the faltering, cold sword qi radiating continuously, everyone present felt cold sweat all over their bodies for an instant, as if their lives were out of their control at this moment.

For a while, everyone present was full of thoughts, some felt fear, some were full of longing, and some had extremely hot eyes...

"The sword shines like a flying swallow and a dragon. This Xuanzhenzi has indeed mastered the excellent flying sword technique. Alas, if one day I can master the swordsman inheritance like him, I will die without regret."

"The sword light of this flying sword is about ten feet above. I am afraid it is also an ancient sword that has been enshrined in the Tianyi Cult for more than 200 years. It is really a priceless treasure. If you can borrow it to play with it for a night..."

"Xuan Zhenzi shocked everyone with his sword today. I'm afraid that all the believers in Dongya Mansion will look up to him in the future. I heard that he even proposed marriage to his niece Jing Shiyu. Hmph, he is indeed a cult monster, all of them are shameless and shameless. People are so envious..."

Regardless of the different thoughts in the hearts of the people present, Xuan Zhenzi took everyone's gaze into his eyes, but smiled with satisfaction and said:

"During the time I was in the city, people kept saying that this little thief was hooking up with Shiyu, I don't know."

"But I don't believe it at all. My niece and niece are so innocent and pure, how could they harm my fellow sect with outsiders?"

"Today, I took the head of this thief and returned the innocence of my teacher and niece."

While speaking, he saw the sword light piercing through the sky like a thunderbolt, and it was already shooting towards a courtyard not far away under the gaze of countless people.

……

That night, after Lin Xing dispatched Master Bai, he sat in the courtyard and practiced his spirit vision.

It's just that without the help of going back in time, he hasn't made much progress in practicing spiritual vision these days, and after so many days, he still hasn't really mastered this skill.

"Dongya Mansion is still too safe now, I should set off quickly tomorrow and go north to find some dangerous places to hone my skills."

"Go find another evil spirit and prepare the relics needed for the next sublimation."

Just when Lin Xing was slightly troubled, a strange scream flashed past his ears, and then he felt a chill in his head and lost consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, Lin Xing found that he was still sitting in the yard without moving.

There was an incredible smile on his face: "If I sit at home and practice hard, can I be instantly killed?"

This time Lin Xing did not close his eyes to practice spiritual vision, but widened his eyes to observe his surroundings.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, he saw a flash of sword light cut through the night, stabbing towards him.

With a sound of brushing, he felt a chill on his neck, as if he was flying, and he could still see his headless corpse sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

When he came back to his senses again, Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, someone killed me."

After confirming the process of being killed, Lin Xing immediately relaxed and began to practice his spiritual vision skill steadily.

After dying again and again, and turning back time again and again, with ample time, Lin Xing finally cultivated the skill of spiritual vision.

After a little induction in his heart, he could detect the brilliance in his mind that symbolized spiritual vision.

Vision (0% per floor)

As the spiritual thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness flowed out, invisible fluctuations rushed in all directions, Lin Xing felt that although he closed his eyes, he could clearly see everything around him.

It's just that this 'look' is still colorless and lacks some detail.

But the good thing is that as the spirit passed over the wall, he found that he could 'see' a little space behind the wall.

Lin Xing knows that more practice is needed so that the spirit vision can continue to improve, and only at a higher level can he see more and more clearly.

Then he continued to practice repeatedly in time travel until he felt that his spirit was getting tired and decided to stop the practice.

Vision (0% for one floor) → (89% for one floor)

The reason why he didn't practice to the limit before stopping was because the man who made the flying sword came to kill him after all, and Lin Xing still planned to save some energy to deal with him.

So time went back again, and Lin Xing thought about the strategy against the enemy.

"This person's flying sword is much better than my imperial art."

"Not only is it powerful enough to instantly kill me, but it also has a long-distance sword. I don't even know where others are."

"This kind of opponent should not confront him head-on."

After thinking about it, Lin Xing gradually had an idea in his mind.

He scratched his fingers and began to cast the secret method of opening the door.

When the flying sword came through the air and shot towards him, he opened the door and jumped inside.

The flying sword was so fast, Lin Xing died twice before successfully introducing the flying sword into the present world, but he was unharmed.

Looking at the flying sword that fell suddenly as soon as he entered the world, Lin Xing was overjoyed, and hurriedly rushed back while the gate was still open.

……

On Wangxing Pavilion.

The originally lively banquet fell into silence.

All the people present were looking in the direction of Xuan Zhenzi's sword, each of them stretched their necks to look, only to find that the sword light fell into the night and had not been able to return for a long time.

Just when everyone was guessing, Xuan Zhenzi's face became more and more ugly.

Just now, when his flying sword came over the courtyard, he sensed a man full of energy and blood.

Without saying a word, he used the flying sword and stabbed at the opponent with one sword.

As a result, when the sword went down, Feijian lost touch with him.

"Gone?"

"Why does my flying sword lose its sense?"

"Could it be that some expert took away my flying sword?"

Thinking that the ancient sword is an ancient artifact that has been taught by God's Will for 200 years.

Thinking of how many resources I spent to snatch it from the old guys in the main altar.

Thinking of raising this ancient sword day and night for more than ten years.

Xuan Zhenzi's face became more and more ugly. Regardless of the presence of so many people, he flew up, jumped off the Wangxing Pavilion, and shot towards Lin Xing's position.

All the guests were left at a loss, and each of them stuck their heads out, looking in the direction where Xuan Zhenzi left.

And Xuan Zhenzi came to the yard in a blink of an eye.

With a sweep of his long sleeves, the terrifying spiritual thought directly broke open the gate of the courtyard, and then saw a young man standing in the courtyard with his back turned to him.

Xuan Zhenzi said patiently: "But Your Excellency took away my flying sword?"

The other party turned around, revealing a tired young face.

Vision (89% on the first floor) → (32% on the second floor)
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