Sleeping forever!My dog ​​is soaring!

"Huh?" With this doubt, Lu Xuan's spiritual sense slowly explored.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he already knew what was going on.

A group of people, about four or five people, are all at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Of course, this was not enough to confuse Lu Xuan. What made him confuse was that he could clearly feel the aura of the devil way from those people.

To be precise, it is not a person, but a sword.

"Evil Fire Sword!" Suddenly, Lu Xuan's pupils shrank.

Lu Xuan remembered this sword very clearly, it was exactly the sword of Mo Xiao, a master of magic.

As for Mo Xiao, who died under Lu Xuan's hand ten thousand years ago, how could this sword be in his hands.

Continuing to explore with his spiritual sense, after a while, Lu Xuan's expression became relaxed.

It seems that these people are also here for the trial. If so, there will be opportunities to get in touch with them, so it is better not to expose them right now.

It was late at night, and Chen Xingyue was sweating all over her body. At this time, today's practice was finally over.

Xingyue swordsmanship is not easy to practice. Chen Xingyue has not yet grasped the first form in one day, but Lu Xuan is still quite satisfied. Although he has not grasped it, he has already touched the threshold.

Presumably, in the preparation time of the next six days, it is still possible to learn the first form. In the current Wushan Sword Tomb trial, Lu Xuan is confident that the first form is enough to deal with those guys.

With such thoughts, the master and apprentice returned happily.

Returning from the wilderness, passing through the noisy market, the two soon arrived at the inn.

"what?"

"What a coincidence?" Before stepping into the threshold of the inn, Lu Xuan was taken aback.

Looking intently, I saw that those people who had puzzled Lu Xuan earlier were preparing to move in.

Impressively, there was a long sword with a scarlet scabbard on the back of the leading man.

And that sword is the evil fire sword.

"Master?" Seeing Lu Xuan like this, Chen Xingyue couldn't help being puzzled.

"It's okay." Lu Xuan waved his hand, and then led Chen Xingyue to sit down at the table beside him.

"Xiaoer! Warm up two pots of hot wine, and a plate of peanuts." Shouting out to Xiaoer, Lu Xuan glanced at the entire inn as if nothing had happened.

He seemed to be doing nothing, but in reality he was sizing up the evil fire sword man.

I have never seen Lu Xuan drinking and eating peanuts, so leisurely. Although Chen Xingyue was puzzled, she didn't ask. She was also tired from a day of sword practice, so she just had some hot wine to rest.

Put the bone sword horizontally on the table, and at the same time hot wine and peanuts were also presented.

Chen Xingyue made a gesture to signal Lu Xuan to move his chopsticks.

"Little Xingyue, do you know those people?" But at this moment, Lu Xuan's voice sounded weakly.

Quiet Mimi, full of mystery.

She hadn't paid attention to the guests in the inn. When Lu Xuan asked, Chen Xingyue took advantage of the situation to look.

But seeing this, Chen Xingyue couldn't help being taken aback.

Then his eyes were full of horror.

"what happened?"

"Who are they?" Chen Xingyue was so nervous, it meant that the other party was very serious, Lu Xuan hurriedly asked.

"They are disciples of the Xingtian Sword Sect. The leader is Gao Ji, a leader of the Xingtian Sword Sect. He has superb fire-controlling swordsmanship. He was only as young as Yuanying and killed two Huashen monks." Staring at The man with the evil fire sword, Chen Xingyue said slowly.

There was no confidence in her words and eyes. If Gao Ji also came to participate in the trial this time, it would not be so easy for her to get the leader for Lu Xuan.

Not even hopeful.

"Xingtian Sword Sect...Gao Ji..." Chen Xingyue said this, but right now Lu Xuan didn't pay attention at all, all his energy was on Gao Ji.

This Xingtian Sword Sect is too unfamiliar, and this Gao Ji is not simple.

What Chen Xingyue described was not an exaggeration at all. Others couldn't see through it, but Lu Xuan could see it clearly.

This Gao Ji is the pride of the sword, not to mention the whole body of the sword, but also has the innate spirit of controlling the sword.

"Young people are awesome..." Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

But Chen Xingyue's emotion sounded very awkward. After all, Lu Xuan's expression was full of smirks, and it seemed that he was uneasy and well-intentioned, but he didn't seem to be really relieved.

"Huh?" At the same time, Lu Xuan was like this, and Lu Feng had already noticed it.

Taking advantage of the situation, he looked over.

"Huh?" Involuntarily, a hint of doubt appeared on Gao Ji's face.

"What's wrong, brother?" Seeing Gao Ji like this, the remaining three followers also hurriedly looked.

Seeing this, all three of them were taken aback.

"Good sword!" Then, one of them exclaimed even more.

It turned out that their eyes were not attracted by Lu Xuan, but by the bone sword Chen Xingyue put on the table.

"This sword has the appearance of a fairy sword! It has the appearance of a fairy sword!" The more he looked at it, the more shocking he was, the man exclaimed continuously.

With this exclamation, the eyes of the entire inn fell on Chen Xingyue in an instant.

This fall, everyone who knew the goods took a breath of cold air.

I didn't notice it before, this bone sword looks ordinary, but now I take a closer look, it has the profound meaning of the great way, the appearance of a fairy sword.

Seeing everyone's horrified expressions, Chen Xingyue couldn't help being taken aback.

Looking at Lu Xuan, he looked puzzled.

Lu Xuan smiled, knowing that a good show was about to be staged.

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Xuan had this idea, the next second, Gao Ji slowly walked towards Lu Xuan's master and apprentice.

Smiles everywhere, even polite.

"Senior brothers, do you dare to ask, are you disciples of the Snow Spirit Sect?" Gao Ji asked slowly when he came to Lu Xuan.

"We..." The person who came was Gao Ji, who was truly a generation of arrogance, and Chen Xingyue was about to answer.

But before Chen Xingyue could speak, Lu Xuan's voice that sounded like a smile was not a smile.

"Yes, why?"

"No, what's the point?"

When such a voice sounded, everyone in the inn was taken aback.

Lu Xuan's words were too harsh, and even vaguely disturbing.

If Lu Feng was being polite, then Lu Xuan simply didn't know good from bad.

In his eyes, Gao Ji was a generation of arrogance, Xing Tian and Jiao Chu, how could Lu Xuan and Chen Xingyue, a small sect of the Snow Spirit Sect, be able to compare him.

"Bold!"

"How did you talk!" Sure enough, the crowd became angry, and before Gao Ji could speak, the entourage beside him broke out.

"Slow!" The words fell, but were stopped by Gao Ji.

Gao Ji spoke, and the scene was quiet.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, after all, this Tianjiao is the rightful owner of this inn.

During a cup of tea, Lu Xuan and Gao Ji kept seeing each other.

But the more he looked at it this way, the clearer Lu Xuan became, but the more confused Gao Ji became.

He really couldn't see through this Lu Xuan.

"Your sword is good, I want to buy it." Since he couldn't see through it, Gao Ji simply stopped talking nonsense and spoke bluntly.

"Buy it?" When Gao Ji said this, everyone was taken aback, but Lu Xuan was a bit of a joke.

"What to buy?" Lu Xuan said slowly with a smile all over his face.