Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 18 That sword is amazing!

"I'm going to cripple you!" Wang Xing gritted his teeth with hatred for Han Xiao, and directly mobilized all the energy in his body, and slashed out with a sword.

Han Xiao smiled faintly. In the past six months, his opponent has been Qiu Wanyun's super powerhouse of Yuan Transformation Realm. Not to mention swordsmanship, he is a hundred times richer than Wang Xing in combat experience alone.

What's more, he also mastered the sword intent.

Instant Kill Sword Intent!

Han Xiao's long sword shook, and he slashed out diagonally!
Fast as thunder, fast as lightning!
As soon as he drew his sword, he actually drew out a long rainbow of sword energy like a horse.

It wasn't until this time that everyone realized that Han Xiao already had his own saber!

It was a peerless sword with a clear light and awe-inspiring coldness!
"Such a sword in your hands is simply a kind of humiliation!" Wang Xing cursed, roaring and stabbing Han Xiao's chest with his sword.

This Wang Xing has been in the Xuanbing Palace for more than three years, and his swordsmanship is quite good. In addition, his origin power is quite strong. Looks good.

I saw that Wang Xing's sword was directly approaching Han Xiao's vital point, every move and every style was powerful and powerful.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would have retreated steadily.

But unfortunately, his opponent is Han Xiao.

Han Xiao flashed his sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"Your swordsmanship is just like your personality, scumbag!"

Han Xiao snorted coldly, and displayed the "Seven Star Sword Art" exactly like Wang Xing.

However, the same swordsmanship is extremely light and elegant in Han Xiao's hands!
On the other hand, Wang Xing is like a stupid black bear, without any artistic conception at all.

Everyone stared blankly at Han Xiao, no wonder he was able to break through the sixth floor of the sword tower.

Han Xiao didn't even use his true energy, but withstood the oppression of Wang Xing's strong vitality with his superb swordsmanship!
"Seven Stars Lianheng!" Han Xiao screamed, and saw a flash of sword light passing by, and disappeared in a flash!
Wang Xing's eyelids twitched wildly, and he raised them violently, trying to avoid Han Xiao's sword.

But at the next moment, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a gust of cold air came towards him, and when he came back to his senses, a cold long sword was already resting on his neck.

How can a mediocre person like Wang Xing be able to dodge a sword that contains the intent to kill instantly?
"Good grandson, do you still want to fight?" Han Xiao's mouth curled up, and he glanced at Wang Xing with a half-smile.

Wang Xing swallowed hard, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and there was no trace of arrogance.

"Who else?" Han Xiao smiled lightly and looked around.

No one answered!
The astonishment of that sword shocked everyone!
Han Xiao smiled coldly, shook his arm, and directly slapped Wang Xing away with the blade of his sword. Knowing that Wang Xing's screams came out, everyone woke up.

The battle is over, and Wang Xing has no power to fight back!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Han Xiao put the long sword back into the Qiankun bag, turned around proudly, and then strode towards Tianmu Peak without looking back.

No one spoke, and no one chased after them.

In front of the bronze sword tower, there was silence!
With swordsmanship alone, he was able to defeat Wang Xing who was at Qi Condensation Level [-]. After that, who would dare to say that Han Xiao is a waste?

……

The news that Han Xiao broke through the sixth floor of the Bronze Sword Tower spread like wildfire, and became a hot topic of discussion among all Xuanbing Palace disciples.

Simple swordsmanship can crush the innate powerhouse of Qi Condensation Seventh Stage with absolute advantage.

Everyone seemed to vaguely see that another strong swordsman was about to be born in Xuanbing Palace.

For this matter, Jiang Wuya, head of the Xuanbing Palace, specially called an emergency meeting, during which he desperately rewarded Mu Yunchuan, praising him for his insightful eyes and knowledge of pearls, and for cultivating such a swordsmanship genius.

Although Mu Yunchuan was puzzled, he obviously never taught Han Xiao any swordsmanship!
But this guy is also a face-saving master. As soon as the leader praised him, the old guy immediately got up, and secretly made up his mind to teach Han Xiao all his most powerful swordsmanship when he returned.

After the meeting was over, Mu Yunchuan carried the flagon and happily walked towards the Tianmu Hall.

When he returned to the main hall, he found that Han Xiao was actually "hardly" practicing Bingxuan Jin again.

Mu Yunchuan felt a little guilty: I am really incompetent as a master, I have never paid attention to the cultivation and martial arts of my disciples, and I didn't even find out that I have a swordsman genius in my lineage.

"Xiao Er, here comes the teacher!"

Mu Yunchuan knocked lightly on Han Xiao's door.

When Han Xiao heard the knock on the door, he quickly got up and opened the door for Mu Yunchuan, feeling a little surprised. At this time in the past, Mu Yunchuan should have gone down to drink wine.

Mu Yunchuan took a careful look at Han Xiao, but first he sighed, and said, "Xiao Er, it's hard for you to keep your teacher a secret."

"Eh..." Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, "Master, I'm not afraid of affecting your old man's drinking."

"Nonsense, am I the kind of person who only cares about drinking and doesn't even care about his disciples?" Mu Yunchuan said halfway, but his old face blushed, and he thought to himself: It seems to be true.

"Ahem..." Mu Yunchuan hastily changed the topic, "Xiao Er, starting tomorrow I will teach you the unique skill of being a master, Drunken Sword. Do you want to learn it?"

"Master, if you have to be drunk to practice, I still won't learn." Han Xiao grinned.

Mu Yunchuan rolled his eyes at him, reached out and knocked on Han Xiao's forehead, "You boy, the so-called drunken sword, drunkenness is just meaning, who said that one must be drunk to practice!"

"Superior swordsmanship, focusing on intentions rather than form, thanks to the sixth floor of the Bronze Sword Tower, you don't even understand this." Mu Yunchuan said with a look of disdain.

"Hey..." Han Xiao blushed. If he hadn't relied on the ancient evil dragon to "cheat", he would have died in the sixth floor of the sword tower. What is the talk of breaking through the sword tower.

Mu Yunchuan picked up the wine gourd, took a big sip of wine, then stared at Han Xiao for a long time, and then sighed, "Hey, if your cultivation talent is one-tenth of your swordsmanship talent, you can't do it. It’s not that you’re only at Lv [-] Acquired Realm!”

In the same words, Han Xiao's ears are almost callused from hearing Qiu Wanyun.

Han Xiao laughed a few times, "Thousands of ways, all ways lead to the same goal, and the practice of swordsmanship can also be very powerful."

Mu Yunchuan glanced at Han Xiao with some surprise. It's really unbelievable that such philosophical words came from such a big boy.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Yunchuan said with a chuckle: "I have found a treasure this time. I have practiced for three to five years with your swordsmanship talent, plus Lao Tzu. From then on, we, master and apprentice, have two swords combined. Holding the sword to the end of the world, the world will not respect me from now on?"

"I'm afraid it's the wine master, haha." Han Xiao patted Mu Yunchuan's wine gourd, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Damn it!" As soon as Mu Yunchuan heard the word "wine", he couldn't control it immediately, picked up the wine gourd and gulped it down.

"It's hopeless, it's really hopeless! It's not nice to meet people!" Han Xiao shook his head and sighed. Once this guy's alcohol addiction comes up, he's afraid he'll be drunk again.

(End of this chapter)