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Chapter 21 The Peacock King! 【Seek collection support】

"Young Master's strength has increased again, Zixia congratulates." Seeing Qin Luotian strolling in the courtyard, but still walking like the wind, Qin Zixia knew that the other party's strength had become much stronger.

"Well, you should practice more aggressively in the future. I've seen you eat and drink non-stop these days, don't worry about gaining weight," Qin Luotian just said casually.

He knows that women love beauty, so he uses this as an encouragement!
Qin Zixia rubbed her cheeks, she felt a little fatter, "Young Master, you don't like fat?"

Qin Luotian's face was dark, and he looked at Qin Zixia. Qin Zixia was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the other party. Could it be that the young master has grown up and has needs?
Qin Luotian helped E, what defeated him was not naivety, but innocence.

"The second level will open tomorrow, please go back to No. 2 and rest for a while," Jiu Lao closed the door to prevent Qin Luotian from entering.

"My lord," Qin Zixia waited for the order.

"In that case, you will follow me tomorrow, rest tonight, and break through the second level," Qin Luotian left with a flick of his sleeves, walking away in white.

"Yes," Qin Zixia was not stupid, guessing that Qin Luotian was undergoing a family test.But she only needs to obey orders, the rest has nothing to do with her!

Qin Luotian returned to the palace, continuing to realize that the world is so close.

The practice of this skill can produce instant movement.

It is a magical skill that ignores distance and rules!

As long as he has enough cultivation, even if he catches up with Kunpeng, he can barely keep up with him.

Of course, if the words are dense, the speed will be a different matter.

Therefore, Qin Luotian planned to learn these two methods. As for body protection techniques and body treasures, Qin Luotian has no shortage of them now!
At this juncture, we still have to work hard to upgrade the system.

Qin Luotian still looks forward to it if a great weapon like the Great Luo Sword Embryo is produced, which can crush the ages.

I just don't know what level the system is before the Chaos Clock can be opened!

After a night, Qin Zixia waited outside the door early, Qin Luotian finished washing, and changed into a black outfit.

"My lord, who are you going to challenge today?" Qin Zixia handed Qin Luotian a green fruit, indicating breakfast.

"I don't know, randomly selected," Qin Luotian gnawed on the spiritual fruit, and the fatigue from not sleeping last night gradually dissipated.

Observing Qin Zixia's puzzled eyes, she said again, "I called you here because I am afraid that I will meet the venerable master of sword intent, so you can learn one or two essences if you are beside me."

"The family is so huge, it's hard to guarantee that a sword master will not be invited. Then you can also improve your strength and go further."

Qin Zixia's heart warmed up, it seemed that she was being cared for all the time, could it be that the young master is interested in her?
"Thank you son for your kindness, Zixia has nothing to repay."

Qin Luotian nodded and didn't say any more. Improving Qin Zixia's strength will be more convenient for future plans.

One person is always at the end of the spectrum, it seems that another person needs to be found to share and work with Qin Zixia!
"No. [-] of the Qin family, cross Baijian Mountain and come to see me again. If you can't, go back to the palace and continue to practice."

As soon as they reached the foot of Jumang White Mountain, Qin Luotian and others heard the sound transmission.

The ten elders of the clan practiced tricks in the air to meet unexpected needs!

"My lord, I will be the vanguard, sensing the swords, and scouting the way for you," Qin Zixia said, carrying the sword body, naturally not afraid of the power of the sword mountain.

"No need, since it's a trial, we can't take chances," Qin Luotian strode forward suddenly, blinking for a moment, and came to Qin Zixia's predecessor, "Let's go!"

"Peng!"

As soon as he set foot on Baijian Mountain, the boundless sword energy from all over the mountain came rolling in, out of control.

Baijian Mountain is not only a hundred swords, but more than ten thousand swords, one hundred thousand swords...

And these incomplete weapons are all accumulated by generations of monks of the Qin family.

"The king's sword is here, how dare you make a mistake," Qin Zixia raised the Ziyun sword, and cut off all the sword intent with a sweep.

"break."

Qin Luotian lightly raised his hand, and hundreds of hidden divine soldiers appeared, shining with all their splendor, and smashed all the Shangfeng swords.

When he got closer, he saw the back of the drunk old man, who was indulging in fine wine, uttering sword tactics!

The reason why he thought it was an old man was because Qin Luotian saw that his hair was gray.

Seemingly knowing that Qin Luotian was coming, he turned around, and a young face appeared, although it would not shock everyone, it could still be called handsome.

"Absolutely not a human being," Qin Luotian was slightly startled. The people this family found for him were either dead people or divine birds. They really spared no effort!
"That's right, I am the Nine-Colored Peacock King, and my strength has reached the peak of Hualong. I have a self-created sword technique under my name," the peacock man's eyelids slightly wrinkled.

Qin Luotian saw that he was upset, and he was drinking and did not come out. It must be because he had no alcohol that he showed impatience.

"Zixia, don't neglect to bring good wine from home for senior," Qin Luotian whispered.

The Peacock King's face softened when he heard this, and then he appraised Qin Luotian carefully, "The mind is quite complete, but I don't know what the potential is."

"The younger generation will be taught," Qin Luotian stood up, not squatting, as a gesture of politeness.

"Let me ask you, what is Wushuang Sword Intent? Let me ask you again, there are countless famous swords in the world, how can you tell who is the venerable?" The old man took a sip of the fine wine Qin Zixia sent, and burst into tears immediately, "Good wine! It is indeed Qin Zixia. house wine."

"The juniors only know the quality of swordsmanship and the level of martial arts, but they don't know who is Wushuang and who is a venerable." Qin Luotian is really not famous for this.

"Cultivators should focus on the cultivation method. Those with higher grades will naturally win, so why should they be divided into Wushuang?" Qin Zixia murmured aside.

"Huh? With the body of the sword god, there is still a wisp of purple energy coming from the body, and the girl has a bright future. Let me tell you that although the kung fu is strong, it needs to be used in conjunction with the user's sword intent. If the sword intent is insufficient, even If you hit the saint with one move, it's nothing more than its shape and power," the Peacock King obviously favors Qin Zixia.

Because they are all sword bodies, there is always some pity for each other!

"Your Majesty's words are concise and to the point. After I read them carefully, I feel as if I have been released, and suddenly I am enlightened," Qin Luotian cupped his hands.

"This test, you master and servant, if you can cut off a corner of my white clothes, you will pass."

"The time limit is one hour," the Peacock King just said, when the nine-colored precious light split at the same time, making it difficult to distinguish.

"That's an offense," Qin Luotian took the lead in attacking, and the treasure magic soldiers came out mercilessly, making a "hum" sound as they rubbed against the air.

Qin Zixia held Ziyun in her hand, and with a shake of her wrist, she unfurled a dazzling nine-color light.

The Peacock King drank heavily, ignored the attack of the two, and did not dodge or dodge.

"My lord, there is only one hour, we have played all our cards," Qin Zixia appeared behind the giant purple sword, she soared into the air and controlled it.

"Alright," Qin Luotian withdrew Baizang, pinching seals with both hands.

The golden rune appeared with a golden streamer, which was the secret to killing with a sword.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the old man said an hour is naturally an hour a day."

The Peacock King's laughter made Qin Zixia frown.

Obviously, the other party looked down on them, thinking that they must not be completed that day.

"rise!"

Qin Luotian disappeared in an instant, and the Peacock King could not detect his breath.

　I would like to ask, can you understand the recent chapters written?

　　Most of them are classical Chinese... Ahem! (clasping fists)
　　
　
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