Fox Demon: Start with Tushan Fox Demon’s childhood sweetheart

"……what?"

The fallen Hexian couldn't believe his eyes.

This young man who seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old waved his sword expressionlessly, severely wounding himself who was rushing away at full speed, and then knocked away the multiplied Giant Spirit Tiger Immortal with just one palm.

It's not so much the sense of fear that is reverberating in the minds of the Huhe Erxians, it's better to say that their brains are blank, or that they want to quickly return to reality from the dream.

"Who sent you here?"

Lin Yan asked calmly.

"I...we..."

Just when the crane fairy hesitated and didn't know how to answer, a violent wind sounded in Lin Yan's ear.

Then, amidst the sound of the wind, a man's wanton laughter came to his ears.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Hoo-hoo!!!"

Four hurricanes hit the inn from four directions, and there was a strong wind behind Lin Yan, and all the broken stones and sawdust hit Lin Yan's body, but they bounced back by themselves.

Lin Yan took Tushan Qingye beside him into his arms, protecting her from the storm.

If Lin Yan were an ordinary person, he would have already been pierced by a thousand arrows.

However, for a body at the initial level of transcendence and holiness brought about by the fourth-level basic breathing method, this level of attack can't even be considered a tickle.

Following the laughter, Lin Yan raised his eyes, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Ximen blows sand."

Ximen Chuisha is stepping in the air with the wind force condensed by mana, staring at himself from a height, this is the so-called condescension.

Ximen Chuisha responded with a smile:

"Have you heard of me? That's right. It's my Yumian Fengjun, Ximen Chuisha, who made them trouble you, and it's me."

"Can you give me a reason?"

"The reason? It's nothing. It's just that I saw that your swordsmanship is so powerful, but you refused to draw your sword to help that monster. Instead, you lived on mediocrity. People like you are just wasting food in this world."

Ximen Chuisha speaks plausibly. He has been quite proficient in blurting out this set of words since he just compiled them.

"Huh... so it was only exposed when he drew his sword to save Qingye..."

Lin Yan sighed and thought, 'That would be much easier. '

Ximen Chuisha laughed again:

"Do you know why I let the two Immortals Tiger and Crane come to trouble you first? Because I want to check your reality. See if your strength is real or not."

"Now it seems that the answer is, it's false."

"You don't have treasures, and you don't have strength. You have amazing brute force. It is impossible for you to defeat me, Yumianfengjun."

"Look at this."

Ximen Chuisha stroked the feather fan and displayed it, the smile on his face told the self-confidence accumulated over the years.

"Snow Fog Royal Fan, use it together with my Ximen Chuisha's wind element Taoism, this is the nemesis of all power-type monsters."

"If you rely on brute force, even demon king-level monsters are no match for me, Ximen Chuisha. No matter how powerful you are as a human being, hehe... you can only be cut into pieces by my wind."

——— "Have you finished your sentence?"

Lin Yan was obviously a little impatient.

I didn't expect to waste so much time just going out to pick up a medicine, and the reason why I was being targeted was always inexplicable.

"Heh, you are still stubborn when you are about to die, so let me show you the real Taoism."

Ximen Chuisha raised his right hand vigorously, and said with a trumpet:

"Wind blows!"

Before he knew it, almost all of Ximen Chuisha's magic power had been poured into the feather fan, and the magic weapon quickly emitted a strong light. In an instant, the sky was filled with melancholy clouds, and clouds from all directions gathered together.

There seems to be a huge change in the air pressure on all sides, and a group of powerful hurricanes are sucking these clouds and wind power, constantly expanding their scope and destructive power.

"Hahaha... You don't think that the shot I just made was my best effort."

The two Immortals Tiger and Crane were dying, which proved Lin Yan's strength.Ximen Chuisha can finally deal with the rich man, and he no longer has to save his strength.

"Go!"

Suddenly, a white light flickered in Ximen Chuisha's eyes, and the power of his whole body had been condensed to the extreme. The storm opened its teeth and danced its claws like a lion awakening, and swept towards Lin Yan with overwhelming momentum!

At the same time, Lin Yan pushed Tushan Qingye in his arms behind him again.

"Husu—!"

Lin Yan drew his sword out of its sheath, and in an instant the light of the sword shot out towards Sihe——

The eyeliners that Ximen Chuisha placed around closed their eyes in pain, completely unaware of what happened.

Before anyone could react, the surging sword intent had already formed a momentum, suppressing and eroding each other with Ximen's iron-like mud-slashing wind blowing sand, dividing the bright sky into Yin and Yang.

The complexion of Ximen Chuisha, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly changed, and after watching it for a while, his body trembled unconsciously. He finally realized that something was wrong.

"Is it... the sword power? Can he condense the sword power with just the sword intent?"

Before he knew it, Ximen Chuisha was drenched in cold sweat under the shock, the feather fan in his hand was trembling constantly, pouring the last bit of mana he had left into the wind——

The sword intent and the storm were constantly torn and intertwined, and under the strange sound of the wind, the two groups of energy continued to collide and stir up black impurities. In a few seconds, the sky had become covered with a large beach of haze.

The sword force that Lin Yan aroused with just one sword firmly restrained Ximen's wind blowing sand, but he couldn't completely devour it.

'Can't stay here for too long...'

'I have never tried the full strength of the seventh-level basic swordsmanship. '

'Today just happened to be an opportunity. '

"Ziyinsu—!"

In an instant, the scabbard passed through the iron, and the sword arc became a shadow.

Lin Yan cut out with a sword.With this sword, he used all his strength on the speed of raising his arms, and in an instant his arms were raised above his head.

Almost at the same time, the gray sky split into three, and the gloomy storm and cloud were pushed to both ends by the strong sword intent——

And the wide and narrow sky in the middle of the road unexpectedly showed a blue and cloudless sky!

The raging storm that flung its teeth and claws at Lin Yan was completely separated from the gray sky.The wind lion that had been cut in half completely lost its cohesive force, and was quickly torn by the air pressure of the sword intent from both sides, and completely disappeared after two or three seconds.

In a blink of an eye, the sky is blue and the sky is clear.

"……what?"

Ximen Chuisha fell from the sky in a daze. The mana of the feather fan's wind system had been exhausted just now, and he didn't even have the right to levitate.

"..."

Seventh-level basic swordsmanship, transcending into the realm of sagehood, and driving the vision of heaven and earth with a basic posture, how difficult it is.

Before Ximen Chuisha had time to think about what happened, he felt his internal organs staggering. Although he had never been hit by Lin Yan's sword, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"He... what is he?"

I couldn't help thinking about it, another mouthful of black blood spewed out, Ximen Chuisha's eyes went black instantly, and he fell to the ground exhausted, knowing that his lifespan was coming to an end.

Lin Yan walked slowly from the ruins to the dying Immortal Hu He, first with a sword, the Immortal Hu died quickly, and then Immortal Crane died again.

After rummaging through his clothes, Lin Yan didn't find anything valuable, so he directly picked up the magic weapon of the two and walked towards Ximen Chuisha.

This was the last picture Ximen Chuisha saw before he died.

Picking up the 'Snow Fog Royal Fan' together, Lin Yan packed them all into the medicine bag he was carrying, and led Tu Shanqingye to quickly walk towards the boatman by the lake.

Chapter 28

The south-central part of the human territory.

Inside a three-story hanging building, the Yiqi Daomeng is holding a special meeting.

The Yang family, Li family, Zhang family and other respected elders of the Dao League have all arrived, and among the outstanding members of the younger generation, such masters as Chi Huo of the Chi family and Shi Tang of the Shi family are also among them.

The heads of Wangquan and Dongfang failed to attend as usual, and the whereabouts of the young master of Wangquan's family were also unknown. The only ones in place were Steward Fei of Wangquan's family and Dongfang Huaizhu of Dongfang's family.

With so many masters gathered, there was actually only one main thing to discuss—the death of Ximen Chuisha.

Ximen Chuisha had previously told Mr. Qian that he was going to kill the swordsman who killed Mr. Qian, but he died in a small town to the south soon after.

The place where the two fought was at the border, and it was also in the suburbs near the lake. The tourists went to evacuate early because of the hurricane.

There were a few people who saw the scene before Ximen Chuisha's death from a distance, but most of them were attracted by the magnificent view that the sky was divided into three, and they didn't know what happened at all.

As for the eyeliners bought by Ximen Chuisha, some were swept away by the hurricane that day, and some lost their shadows immediately after getting paid. I can't say anything other than characteristics like a girl.

The elders summed it up and concluded that, in short, it was a swordsman with a little girl and a beautiful face.

Because Ximen Chuisha's reputation is quite high, this is already a big news that everyone in the human territory knows.

Anyone with a brain would definitely feel that the person who killed Ximen Chuisha was the one who killed Young Master Qian no matter how he thought about it, even if they didn't have any evidence.

——— "Does this still need to be discussed? Hehe... Search according to the information of Young Master Ximen, and then capture and kill him?"

Zhang's parents took the lead in speaking.

"Except for Ximen Chuisha and Huhe Erxian, the probability of him killing the Qian family is quite high. However, even if he didn't kill the Qian family, killing the three young Taoists alone is enough to be punished." Wanted."

Shi Tang, the eldest son of Han Yujian Shi, stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"If you want to do it, please let me meet this swordsman."

"Brother Ximen must have been careless for a while. I really want to see whether his swordsmanship is great, or my Shi family's swordsmanship is superb."

——— "No."

It was the elders of the Li family who interrupted the stone hall.

"The Immortal Hu He and Ximen Chuisha are not members of our Dao League. Our Dao League is not a charity organization. It is not worth doing this for outsiders."

"Brother Li's words are wrong. Daomeng has always hoeed the strong and helped the weak. What's worth it? Besides, Ximen Chuisha's reputation is not small, and he has negotiated with our Daomeng a lot. Standing out for his kid is only based on word of mouth. This one is enough to pay back.”