Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 24 The Sword of Necromancer
"Kneel down for me!" Zhao Gang jumped into a rage, almost roaring out.

"Three seconds have passed!" Han Xiao raised his eyes and gave the fat Zhao Gang a cold look.

A domineering and unparalleled aura swept over immediately!

Zhao Gang couldn't help shivering all over his body, like falling into an ice cellar, and his spine felt a chill.

"It's ridiculous, how dare you threaten me with a mere Houtian Quadruple?" Zhao Gang pulled out a long sword with a cold light and roared angrily: "Stinky boy, you have offended me!"

But the next moment, Zhao Gang only felt a sharp pain in his crotch, and his whole body was blasted out like a shell, hitting the rock wall heavily.

"Ah!" Zhao Gang covered his genitals, let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, bowed his body into a shrimp, and tears fell down.

Han Xiao's move cut off his children and grandchildren, and directly let him bid farewell to the identity of "man".

"Fatty Zhao!" Li Liang rushed up to help Zhao Gang up, looked back at Han Xiao, and swallowed hard.

This kind of ghostly speed is difficult for disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm to achieve, right?
Fatty Zhao, he was kicked to the iron plate today!

"I gave the chance, but some people just deserve to be beaten up, and I can't help it." Han Xiao snorted lightly, daring to touch Xuan'er, he really didn't know how to write the dead word!
Tough!

Both Ye Xuan and Zhang Yunxiang were stunned.

As the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.Although they have all heard that Han Xiao was able to crush Wang Xing with superb swordsmanship, it is one thing to hear it, but another thing to see it.

No matter how you say it, Zhao Gang is also an inner sect brother with a fifth level of Qi Condensation. In front of Han Xiao, he is like a piece of paper, and he has no power to parry.

"Let's go, why are you still standing there?" Han Xiao took Ye Xuan's little hand very naturally, and walked quickly towards the place where the sword was hidden.

……

Not long after, the three of them entered a huge cave, and in front of them was a huge staircase with more than 300 steps.

Under the steps, there is a huge and empty platform, and in the sword pond and the rock wall, there are countless cold swords inserted in an orderly manner.

"One for each person, as long as you can pull it out, then this sword is your sword!" Bai Guhong stood condescendingly on top of a huge boulder, supervising the rookies to choose their own swords.

Those disciples walked around near the sword pool, looking a little dazzled by the large number of swords.

"Cut, they're all common stuff." Han Xiao curled his lips, thinking inwardly: It's better that my little uncle gave it to me.

At this moment, a girl in white suddenly came over.

It was Fan Ling who went to the Tianmu Hall to inform Han Xiao that day.

Although she didn't choose a sword today, she was responsible for helping the younger brothers and sisters choose the right sword weapon.

"Junior Brother Han, are you here?" Fan Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Aren't you seriously injured?"

"When I got up this morning, I did some calculations and found out that I can see beautiful women in Hidden Sword Valley today, so I gritted my teeth and insisted on coming even though I was seriously injured."

Han Xiao chuckled, "No, I met my senior sister when I first came in, it seems that I am really clever!"

Fan Ling glanced at Han Xiao, and a slight blush appeared on her delicate face. How can a woman not like to hear people praise her beauty, not to mention that Han Xiao's way of praise is really quite novel!

"Slick tongue." Fan Ling pointed to the swords in the sword pool below, "These are all swords that cut iron like mud, but they don't have the potential of psychic swords."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the swords on the rock wall, "Those swords, although they may not look as beautiful as the swords in the sword pool, are all psychic swords carefully forged by masters of the past. When you advance to the Pulse Condensation Realm, you will know how lucky you are to have a psychic sword."

"Yeah." Han Xiao nodded and smiled at Fan Ling, "Thank you for your advice, Senior Sister."

The so-called psychic sword is a sword that can communicate with the master's mind. It can grow together with the master, and even become a spirit sword with a sword soul.

"This is what I should do, you're welcome." Fan Ling smiled lightly: "However, it is not easy to pull out those psychic swords. First of all, you have to pass the lightness skill, otherwise you can't touch it, so what's the point of drawing a sword."

"Secondly, the psychic sword has its own spirituality. People choose the sword, and the sword also chooses people. Not everyone can pull out the psychic sword."

"Understood." Han Xiao was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, for a master of Qiu Wanyun's level, her sword is naturally a psychic sword, but why does it seem that there is no spirituality at all? After using it for half a year, there is no feeling of mutual understanding. ...

"Okay, I won't say much, you can choose the right sword weapon yourself." Fan Ling nodded slightly at Han Xiao and the others, "I'm going over there to guide other juniors and juniors."

"Well, goodbye, Senior Sister." Han Xiao waved at her, grinning and said, "This Senior Sister is not bad."

"Yeah, it's good for you." Ye Xuan pursed her lips, "She only sees you, Junior Brother Zhang and I have turned into air!"

"How can there be such a beautiful atmosphere?" Han Xiao looked around exaggeratedly, and immediately said with a serious face: "I want to pack and take ten home!"

"Puchi!" Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing, she pursed her lips and let out a coquettish laugh, secretly thinking that the young master is still so weird.

"Hehe..." The corners of Zhang Yunxiang's mouth twitched a few times: The elder brother's methods of flirting with younger sisters are really beyond compare!
Immediately, Zhang Yunxiang was convinced: "Brother, I feel that I am still a thousand miles away from your realm!"

"That's right, learn more in the future." Han Xiao patted Zhang Yunxiang's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You heard what Senior Sister Fan Ling said just now, go and choose a sword yourself, I believe that with your sword skills If you are talented, you will definitely be able to pick a psychic sword."

Zhang Yunxiang chuckled, rushed into the crowd immediately, and began to look at the psychic sword on the rock wall.

"Xuan'er, you can go too." Han Xiao helped Ye Xuan roll up the messy hair around her ears, and said softly: "Xuan'er said that she will protect me well in the future, not every sword. "

Ye Xuan's pretty face blushed. Han Xiao was only tested to have one-star yellow-level aptitude, and his cultivation progress was very slow. Ye Xuan was worried that the young master would feel uncomfortable, so she comforted him, saying that he would definitely protect the young master in the future and never leave By the son's side.

"My lord, you are making fun of me." Ye Xuan pursed her delicate lips and said quietly, "My lord is much better than Xuan'er."

"It's one thing to be powerful or not, but I still need Xuan'er's protection." Han Xiao smiled wickedly: "For example, when I sleep at night, I always feel that there is something missing around me. It's too dangerous. Otherwise, Xuan'er, let's sleep together tonight."

"Young master!" Ye Xuan gouged out Han Xiao's eyes, this big villain, three sentences are not serious!
Ye Xuan stomped her jade feet angrily, then jumped down the steps with a blushing face, and began to choose her saber.

(End of this chapter)