Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth World, Start with Wine and Sword Immortal

"Whether it's thousands of miles, I will find you, a nasty guy! A drunkard who kills thousands of knives, I will find a chance to tender you to death!"

After all, Tu Shan Yaya was quite innocent at this time, she had no intentions, and she was not afraid of Xu Lin plotting against her.

At the same time, Xu Lin Yujian accelerated forward.

It took less than a day to return to King Quan Villa.

Seeing a sword shadow passing through the air, it flew into the mountain gate.

As soon as the disciple guarding the mountain wanted to stop him, an older disciple beside him immediately scolded him angrily: "Why stop it, don't you see that is Senior Brother Xu?"

Brother Xu!

This is Xu Lin's current status in King Quan Villa.

A direct disciple of the contemporary Patriarch.

Although the entry was relatively late, many disciples had to respectfully call out their seniors when they saw Xu Lin.

There is only one person in Wangquan Villa who can call him junior.

The royal power is humble!

The only son of the current royal patriarch.

Seeing Xu Lin's return to the Wangquan Villa, many disciples of the Wangquan family showed admiration on their faces. This Xu Lin has been trained in swordsmanship for less than three years, and he has already cultivated to such a high level.

No wonder he is known as the once-in-a-century swordsman in the royal family.

In front of the mountain gate, the previous location.

King Quan Shouzhuo in white has been waiting for a long time.

"Brother, long time no see!"

As soon as he landed, Xu Lin went up to say hello kindly.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo smiled slightly: "Junior brother, you seem to be in a good mood!"

Just as Xu Lin was about to answer, Wang Quanshou drew his sword clumsily.

The fierce killing move, directly up to the face and output.

Of course Xu Lin knew that this was for the senior brother to test his cultivation.

So don't stop anymore.

The long sword in his hand waved like a gust of wind.

Ding, ding, ding! ! !

Sword shadows flashed across the sky, and rumbling explosions could be heard endlessly.

In front of the entire mountain gate, many onlookers gradually attracted disciples.

They all came to witness the confrontation between the two great swordsmen of the Wang Quan family.

One is the biological son of the head of the family, the future head of the royal family.

One is the direct disciple of the Patriarch, and also a leader of the Wang Quan family.

The two fought against each other, and immediately attracted a group of people waiting to watch and discuss.

Xu Lin suddenly retracted his sword, opened the distance and said, "Brother, why bother to fight when we meet? You know, I don't want to compete with you for the title of the strongest young generation."

Wang Quan Shouzhuo said seriously: "This is not a dispute, I just want to know the result."

After a moment of silence, Xu Lin suddenly pondered and said, "Okay, I understand."

Although he and Wang Quan Shouzhuo are the best senior brothers, they are also competitors of this generation.

Today, if I care about my senior brother's face and insist on forbearance, firstly, it is not in line with my own Taoism, and secondly, it will make the king's power weak, and the thoughts in my heart will not be clear.

and so.

Xu Lin's choice is to fight.

With Xu Lin's consent, Wang Quan Shouzhuo's heart was also full of fighting spirit.

"Junior brother, come with me!"

With a whoosh, Wang Quan Shouzhuo Yujian flew away.

After a glance, it was in the direction of Chunbo Lake in Houshan, and Xu Lin followed closely.

The figures are like the wind, one in front and one behind.

You chase after me!

No matter how fast Wang Quanshou flies, Xu Lin can always keep a distance of about ten steps.

This made Wang Quan Shouzhuo fall into deep thought again.

The talent of my junior brother is really terrifying.

by the lake.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the splashing water waves rise into the sky. The golden sword energy is full of domineering and fierce, while the white sword energy is only elegant and agile.

After the first battle, the two did not decide the winner, because once the swordsmen really fought, they would either die or be injured.

The lake water soaked the clothes of the two, and their eyes met.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo was the first to speak: "Although my brother's cultivation has stagnated for a long time, I can feel that your sword is stronger than before."

"No!"

"It's just that brother's heart is already messed up."

Xu Lin said to himself: "Before the war, confusion is a taboo for military strategists, so the advantage in this battle lies with me, not you!"

...............

Wang Quan Shouzhuo was silent for a while, then sighed: "Oh, the sky is not fulfilling what people wish, it seems that today is not a good day for fighting."

Xu Lin asked suspiciously, "Let's talk, senior brother deliberately lured me here. I think it's not just a simple fight. What is it for?"

"Junior Brother, as expected, I still can't hide anything from you..."

He smiled bitterly.

I looked at the direction of the sword mound in the back mountain.

Xu Lin looked thoughtfully, as if he had understood.

Suddenly, Wang Quanshou took a step forward, staring straight at Xu Lin who was empty-handed and naked.

Not only does this junior have no magic weapon for self-defense, he doesn't even carry a saber.

Can't help, he wondered.

To know this world, monks are very dependent on magic weapons.

The cultivation base can be very stretched, but the magic weapon must be powerful, because the magic weapon is really powerful if it is powerful.

And Xu Lin, as a swordsman, without a sword, is like an alien who doesn't fit in.

This made Wang Quan Shouzhuo unable to bear it, and asked suspiciously: "Junior Brother has been in Wang Quan Villa for so long, why hasn't he been looking for a sword that belongs to him?"

"because……"

Xu Lin's eyes were sharp, and he said to himself: "I am the strongest sword!"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo joked: "Could it be that the younger brother thinks that he has reached the realm of swordsmanship?"

Xu Lin said in a half-joking tone: "Maybe, I have really reached that level, maybe?"

Wang Quan kept his clumsiness and smiled lightly.

It's not that he doubts Xu Lin, but even if Xu Lin is so amazing, if he wants to reach that level, he will have to practice hard for at least decades, right?

Back and forth, it was only a few years since Xu Lin came to King Quan Villa.

Chapter 14 Sword Tomb

"Senior Brother, the King Quan Sword is your greatest strength, but it will also become your greatest weakness. Once you lose the King Quan Sword, your own combat power will be greatly reduced."

Wang Quan Shouzhuo didn't understand Xu Lin's reasoning, but he smiled bitterly and said, "But in this world, no one is more talented than junior."

Xu Lin also did not persuade him to give up the King Quan sword and embark on a brand new path.

After all, everyone has their own way, a brand new way.

"Brother, you should have noticed it too, right?"

"King Quan Sword Intent is a life-burning technique. If you kill one thousand enemies, you will damage yourself by eight hundred."

Wang Quan was humble, and he didn't expect that Xu Lin had never touched Wang Quan's sword, but he knew Wang Quan's sword like the back of his hand.

He knows better than him, the sword holder.

It was really hard for him to imagine how high Xu Lin's swordsmanship talent was.

At least for now he can't see the end.

The function of the King Quan sword does more harm than good. Although the sword will lose life, the lethality is an explosion.

Secondly, all the sword moves of the Wangquan family are inseparable from the Wangquan sword.

A royal family is a real royal family only if they have mastered the royal sword.

...............

Averting his eyes from his junior, Wang Quan Shouzhuo felt complicated. Today's Wang Quan family seems to be glamorous, but there is also a shadow that cannot be seen.

Sword Mound!

A shadow that hangs over Wang Quan's family, even as the head of the family, he can't get rid of the control from Jianzhong.

Watching Wang Quan Shouzhuo turn and leave with his own eyes.

Xu Lin could clearly feel that King Quan Villa would soon undergo a major reshuffle.

This senior brother of mine is very good at hiding his clumsiness. He has hidden his sword for twenty years. When he swings the sword, he will be shocked.

Not long after, a big event happened in King Power Villa.

The father of King Quan Shouzhuo, the contemporary King Quan Patriarch.

One night, he died suddenly.

Claimed to the outside world that he died of madness, but who knows the real cause of death?

In front of the coffin, Xu Lin saw his senior brother look sad for the first time.

But Xu Lin did not step forward to comfort him, but waited until there was no one else around.

night time.

Xu Lin stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Master's body has always been strong, how could he become obsessed and die because of cultivation?"

"Brother, what do you think?"

What's even more puzzling is that members of Wang Quan's family kept silent about it, and they kept it secret, and very few people talked about it.

It seems to have become a kind of taboo, which makes people silent.

Although I occasionally heard a few people discussing the cause of death, they would mysteriously disappear the next day, as if they had evaporated without a trace.

Even Xu Lin would only ask about this topic when no one was around.

Wang Quanshou, dressed in hemp and filial piety, knelt in front of the coffin and remained silent.

The depths of his eyes were full of hatred, and he just spit out three words: "Yes, they!"

"........."

Xu Lin's pupils shrank.

A chill suddenly appeared in my heart, and two words appeared in my mind, Jianzhong.

Have these guys' hands stretched so long?

Even the royal patriarch dared to murder?

Xu Lin's eyes sank, and his tone was serious: "Brother, when are you going to do it?"