The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

"Brother, are you serious?"

Xiong Zhengyang raised his eyes and saw Tan Yushan smiling without saying a word, then he looked at Xiao Zhe and said, "Junior brother, I am addicted to swords like my life, and I devote myself to studying the way of swords. It's rare to meet a master of swordsmanship today. Why don't you and I have a duel?" how?"

　 "Brother Tan, you are making things difficult for me, Xiao."

　 Xiao Zhe glanced at Tan Yushan viciously, and then said with a smile: "Since Mr. Xiong is known as the sword master, his understanding of the way of the sword is no match for me, so it's okay to compete or something."

　 "Junior brother's words are wrong. Now that you are the chief elder of my Qianhe Sword Sect, you should let those disciples of the sect see your swordsmanship level."

Xiong Zhengyang chuckled, and continued: "With your strength, they have nothing to say, but in Jianzong, only the way of the sword can make people feel convincing."

　 "That's it."

Xiao Zhe rubbed his chin and said, "I'm the one who fears trouble the most. If I don't want to be the Chief Elder, it's better to be happy and happy alone, without worries."

　 "Don't mind, no trouble, no trouble at all!"

Hearing this, Xiong Zhengyang was very anxious.

They managed to win Xiao Zhe to Qianhe Sword Sect.

If all previous efforts were wasted because of his words, then he, Xiong Zhengyang, is the sinner of the sect.

boom!
　 "what!"

　 "Uncle! You... don't worry!"

　 "Little things, little things!"

Xiong Zhengyang raised his old face with his slightly reddened nose, smiled awkwardly, and said: "The old man is getting old, so he didn't notice it for a while, and stepped on the empty steps."

Shame!
Tan Yushan covered his forehead with both hands, and the dignified distracted man fell down twice in succession.

How could he understand Xiong Zhengyang's anxious mood.

Even the strong will sometimes miss, not to mention this is in their own sect.

With a relaxed mind, he didn't have any defenses, at best he was just an elderly man.

Long Qingcheng curled his red lips helplessly, and said: "You are clearly dim-sighted, it is really unfortunate for Qianhe Sword Sect to have a sword master like you."

　 "Qingcheng, stop talking nonsense!"

Xiao Zhe yelled, turned to look at Xiong Zhengyang, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, brother, I'm just joking with you."

　 "Ah? That's it!"

Xiong Zhengyang laughed, and said: "Actually, I did it on purpose just now. This old man is not only a sword master, but also an old urchin from Qianhe Sword Sect. There is no second person in this world for a free-spirited strong man like me." .”

　 "Cut! The old guy really puts gold on his face!" Long Qingcheng whispered.

Xiao Zhe turned his head and glared at her, Xiao Nizi closed her mouth knowingly.

This girl is always neither big nor small, so she should be taught a lesson.

But, Xiao Zhe just likes her personality.

Only in this way can the greatness of his master be revealed.

If others want to pretend to be a master in front of him, the Immortal Emperor, they must have that capital.

Thinking back to when Xiao Zhe defeated many powerful people in the fairy world with his own strength, no one would change for him after hearing it.

One shot per person, guarding the entire sect.

　 "The title of old naughty boy is very appropriate."
Xiao Zhe grinned and did not expose him.

Anyway, he is an ancestor of the clan, so we always want to save some face for him.

Xiong Zhengyang smiled awkwardly, and said: "Junior Brother Xiao, I don't mean anything else, it's just that I have some technical itch. You and I can not only convince all the disciples, but also allow me to experience your swordsmanship."

Long Qingcheng looked contemptuous, and said: "My master is only in the Nascent Soul realm, you old guy has stepped into the Dao realm with half of your feet, so feel free to compete with my master."

The old Xiong Zhengyang blushed, and immediately explained: "It's just a sparring session. Naturally, I won't use my full strength. I will seal my cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm. That's only fair."

　 "It's almost there."

Long Qingcheng smiled slyly, looked at Xiao Zhe and said, "Master, this old guy wants to fight on his own, so you can play with him, or Qingcheng can fight for you."

　 "Qingcheng, Mr. Xiong is getting old, we must not bully others."

Xiao Zhe smiled faintly, looked at Xiong Zhengyang and continued: "Old Xiong can control his cultivation to the state of leaving his body."

In fact, even if he doesn't seal his own cultivation, Xiao Zhe has nothing to fear.

It's just that, it seems that he is too ostentatious.

Besides, he also lost a lot of spiritual power in the battle with Ji Xue.

Although the recovery is almost the same now, it is still not as good as the peak state.

Besides, without swallowing the Explosive Qi Pill, his strength is at best comparable to that of a strong person in the Out of Aperture Realm.

　 "Junior brother, don't look down on this old man, I am not the name of the sword master"

　 Before Xiong Zhengyang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tan Yushan's light cough, and he only heard him say: "Brother, you just listen to brother Xiao, so as not to lose face in front of many disciples."

　 "What do you mean?"

Xiong Zhengyang raised the corners of his eyes and said: "This old man is a dignified and powerful person in the distraction state. If he doesn't fight against him with the same cultivation level, he will be ridiculed. I can't do such a thing as bullying the weak with the strong, otherwise I can't afford it." This is the name of the sword master."

Tan Yushan shook his head, but did not speak.

Anyway, he has already said what should be said, and there is nothing he can do if people don't listen to persuasion.

Just when Xiong Zhengyang couldn't help but wanted to drag Xiao Zhe out for a competition, the latter raised his hand and called for a stop.

　 "Old Xiong, don't rush into the competition, just wait a moment."

With a smile on the corner of Xiao Zhe's mouth, he looked at Ye Xing and said, "This sword is not bad, but it's a pity that it is indispensable after all, so it is a fly in the ointment."

　 "Also ask my uncle to enlighten me."

After briefly seeing Xiao Zhe's swordsmanship, Ye Xing's attitude became more and more respectful.

Xiao Zhe raised his hand and tapped the blade, the long sword buzzed immediately, and said: "It is too strong and easy to break, this sword is too firm, and lacks softness."

　 "This sword is made of cold iron, so it is invincible." Ye Xing said.

　 "not necessarily."

Xiao Zhe smiled faintly, seeing everyone looking at him, he continued: "It is not the sword that is invincible, but the person who wields it. Although the ice and iron are strong, they can't stop the attacks of the strong ones."

Not to mention a strong person in the Dao realm, even Xiao Zhe himself is sure to shatter this sword with one shot.

A spiritual weapon without the blessing of spiritual power cannot be called a spiritual weapon, at best it is an ordinary weapon.

His Panlong Bright Silver Spear was different, it was forged from the body of an ancient dragon.

Rigid with soft, soft with rigid, can be described as perfect.

Ye Xing has no way to refute Xiao Zhe's words, but with his level of cultivation, if he meets a strong person in the Dao realm, no matter how strong the spirit soldier is, it will be difficult to save his life.

　 "Uncle, can there be a way?" Ye Xing asked.

Xiao Zhe nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Forget it, let me make up for the flaws of the spirit weapon for you."

　 "How will Master Uncle make up for it?"
Ye Xing couldn't help feeling curious, could it be that he also knew how to refine weapons.

This is absolutely impossible. Only the Qi Lingzong is good at refining weapons.

Even if other practitioners have someone who knows how to refine weapons, they must not be considered proficient.

Ye Xing wanted to stop it, for fear that Xiao Zhe would destroy his spiritual soldiers.

But it was too late at this time, Xiao Zhe used his methods in the blink of an eye.

The spirit soldier was vain in front of his eyes, and Xiao Zhe kept playing spells in his hands.

Then, the two palms stimulated the spiritual power, and hot flames burst out from the palms.

After a while, the body of the sword was burning red.

Xiao Zhe took out something from the space ring, it was a piece of red spar, and said with a smile: "This is the essence of Lihuo, injecting this thing can upgrade your spiritual soldiers to a higher level."

　 "What! The spirit of Lihuo!"

Xiong Zhengyang's eyes widened immediately, and he said, "It's the most yin and soft spirit of Lihuo."

　 "good."

Xiao Zhe nodded with a smile, but the movement of his hands did not stop.

Xiong Zhengyang took a breath and said, "It's a waste, how can this thing be used to refine spiritual weapons."

　 "Master, why did you say that?" Ye Xing said with a wry smile.

Xiong Zhengyang sighed slightly, and said: "The essence of Lihuo contains a lot of spiritual energy. Just such a small piece is enough to transform an ordinary person into a spiritual body. If it is used in cultivation, no matter how strong and powerful it is. None of them will be affected by the exercises, causing the spiritual power in the body to be out of control."

　 "It's indeed a treasure." Ye Xing's expression didn't change much.

　 "what do you know!"

Xiong Zhengyang immediately hit him with a chestnut, and said: "These are all subsidiary values. The real function of Lihuo Essence is to improve the practitioner's physique."

Hearing this, Ye Xing couldn't help but gasp.

Practitioners focus on aptitude, and improving a practitioner's physique means that one can break the limit of one's own talent.

　 Such a treasure was actually used by Xiao Zhe to refine it, no wonder Xiong Zhengyang looked pained.

Xiao Zhe smiled indifferently, he has plenty of Lihuo Essence, and the effect of such a small piece is negligible.

Besides, for those real geniuses, this kind of thing is useless, at best, it is a stone that looks better.

If it is really so miraculous, there are not many practitioners in this world who are not crazily snatching it, and there are not many people who know about it.

In fact, how did he know that this spirit of Lihuo is extremely rare in this world, and he can't find it even if he wants to find it.

All the materials in his space ring are from the hands of the patron saint, so it can be seen that the old man gave him a lot of treasures.

　 "If you measure it with Lingyuan stone, what is the value of this thing?" Ye Xing asked.

Before Xiong Zhengyang could speak, Tan Yushan spoke first and said, "What a fool, I can't even find this thing, what do you think it is worth?"

　 "Priceless!" Xiong Zhengyang said with a wry smile.

　 "I still haven't thanked you, Uncle Xiao."

Xiong Zhengyang sighed, and said: "The meeting ceremony is so generous, it really makes this old man ashamed."

At this time, Xiao Zhe completely melted the essence of Lihuo into the body of the sword.

At this moment, a spiritual soldier with a sword edge glowing with crystal red light appeared in front of everyone.

Xiao Zhe handed the long sword to Ye Xing with a smile, and said, "Try it!"

　 "Thank you, uncle!"

Ye Xing took the Lingbing with a smile, only feeling a warmth in the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Then, a sword struck out!
boom!
The majestic force directly lifted the table. If Xiong Zhengyang hadn't made a timely move, the entire hall would have been destroyed by him.

　 "How can my power be so terrifying!" Ye Xing looked at Xiao Zhe in surprise.

With a slight smile on the corner of Xiao Zhe's mouth, he said: "The quality of your spiritual soldiers has improved, so they will no longer be dead objects, and their power will naturally increase accordingly."