The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 46

"Stop arguing, brother Yan Shaofeng, my senior brother has a bad temper, but he is not a bad person. Don't be angry with him, and don't fight with him, okay?" Wen Xin trembled her long eyelashes, opened her arms to block In front of Hou Yu's body, he said quietly. The innocence and kindness in the expression is heart-warming.

"Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you, and I didn't come here to fight with you. I still have a lot of important things to do, so I don't have time to talk to you!"

"Wait! Brother Yan, my brother's wind-attributed flying sword is broken. You just said that you can fix it for him. Can you help me?!" The warm and tender voice was full of the fragrance and gentleness of a girl. , Listening to other people's ears, I feel very comfortable.

Seeing Wen Wen's face, Yan Shaofeng wanted to help, but Hou Yu didn't appreciate it at all, pushed Wen Xin away, and said sharply: "You don't need his help, there are so many masters in our sect, they can all help you." Repair it, don't need him to meddle in his own business."

Xinxin knows that Hou Yu's words have no technical content. Repairing flying swords and magic weapons is not something that ordinary masters can do. It must be done by a professional "smith". Experts above the realm can create sacrificial artifacts by themselves, and they can also repair their own magical artifacts, but if someone else's magical artifact is broken, let them repair it, because they don't understand how the aura array of this magic weapon was arranged at the beginning. Yes, so there is nothing that can be done, only a professional refiner can do it.

"Since Brother Ling doesn't want me to help you, Xin'er, don't force yourself. By the way, I am leveling in this generation. If you need anything, you can come to me anytime!" Yan Shaofeng suddenly changed his words to Wen Xin, and only called A Xin'er, this seems to come from the heart and naturally, Xin'er is just like his sister.

The nickname of 'Xin'er' instantly made the smile on Wen Wen's face a little stronger, and at the same time her tone became a little more eager, she pouted her rosy lips and nodded, "I will, Brother Yan!"

"I think you're courting death, but you actually call me Junior Sister Xin'er, I'm going to abolish you!"

Hou Yu's actions were exactly the same as Gatling's just now. Burning with jealousy, he suddenly pulled out the flying sword from behind and aimed at Yan Shaofeng's chest. Although the wind-attributed flying sword in his hand lost Although he lost his spirituality, he was still a magical weapon that cut iron like mud and cut gold and jade. When he swung it, it caused gusts of wind and thunder, and there was an evil light on the sword that confuses people's spirits.

Yan Shaofeng felt that all his energy would be sucked away by this evil light.

"Seven Emotions Confused Heart Sword"

Ming Wang said with a sinister smile: "The lowest level of swordsmanship cultivated by the outer sect disciples of the Divine Sword Sect has an instinct to confuse people's hearts. The longer you fight with him, the more likely you will be deceived. Just make a quick decision. Take out the fire dragon ring and kill him."

It was very difficult for Yan Shaofeng to fight him with the sword technique of Lie Yan Zhan, because his realm was one level lower than Hou Yu's, and his speed was not as fast as the opponent's, so Hou Yu fought more and more bravely, pushing Yan Shaofeng every step of the way. step back.

Hou Yu suddenly stepped forward and rushed forward for more than ten feet, forcing Yan Shaofeng to retreat steadily. The flying sword in his hand slashed again, and strange spiritual power radiated from each piece of sword light. Affected by this kind of spiritual power, Yan Shaofeng's speed actually became slower and slower, so that danger appeared several times.

"Senior Brother, don't you see that Brother Yan is clearly giving in to you, no matter how hard you try to force him, you will only be the one who suffers, take it off quickly!" With tears in his eyes, he said that he was very angry for this unsatisfactory brother. Because she witnessed Yan Shaofeng's defeat of an innate realm master just now, she thought Yan Shaofeng deliberately gave way to Hou Yu.

"It's like you didn't say it, you're pushing me hard, don't blame me for being too hard." His eyes narrowed instantly, and a murderous knife shot out. Yan Shaofeng was really angry. He felt that Hou Yu She doesn't deserve to have a junior sister who is as kind as Wen Xin.

"Roar!" Long white air rushed into the mouth and nose, Yan Shaofeng replenished enough profound energy, and with a thought, the Black Water King Snake rushed out with tens of feet of flames, and opened its bloody mouth , pounced on Hou Yu, and actually wanted to swallow him into his stomach. Hou Yu just lost his flying sword, and he no longer has any magic weapons on him. With his cultivation base, it is impossible to resist the attack of high-grade treasures. There was a suction force in his mouth, sucking him in and biting down.

At this moment, an extremely powerful howl of the sword suddenly came from among the white clouds in the distant sky, accompanied by a blue shadow, soaring into the sky, it was a young man in green clothes, driving a flying sword to cut the white clouds in the sky The rolling and scattered, Yujian's speed is very fast, a hundred miles away, within the blink of an eye, then swooped down, before the person arrived, two palms came out from the air, two feet as thick as a bucket, The jet of violently spinning and strangling water spurts out, and instantly condenses into a ferocious water snake, which is about the same size as the Black Water King Snake.

"Long sky water dragon slash, high-level supernatural powers of the yellow rank, water-based exercises, this is a cultivator of the sixth level acquired, an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, a good apprentice, quickly take back the Black Water King Snake, and don't be taken in by him !” Ming Wang shouted frantically in the ring.

Yan Shaofeng didn't dare to be negligent, and with a thought, he took the Black Water King Snake back. Hou Yu barely escaped, and sat down on the ground in fright, panting heavily.

"Brother Zhao, you're here, where are Senior Sister Mo and Senior Brother Li!" As soon as the young monk landed on the ground, Wen Xin ran over and said with a sweet smile.

Brother Zhao, however, had an unhappy expression on his face. He stared at Yan Shaofeng who was standing leisurely in the distance, and asked in a deep voice with his hands behind his back: "Who is that person? It's not that I came half a step earlier, Junior Brother Hou is already dead."

"No, no, just now Brother Yan and Senior Brother Hou were joking around. Brother Yan promised me that he would not hurt Senior Brother Hou!" Xin'er waved her hands again and again, and said quickly in a brisk tone : "It's really not what you imagined, brother Yan is not a bad person, just now he beat off a group of monks from the western world?!"

"Brother Yan? The western world?" Brother Zhao blinked his eyes, the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense, and then he sighed softly: "Little sister, you are always so innocent and cute, but you don't know that this world is not like you It’s as simple as imagined, and the bad guys don’t have any inscriptions on their faces, and they always pretend to be better than the good guys.”

"But Brother Yan is not a bad person!" Xin'er frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and her tone revealed a trace of unexpected stubbornness, which caused Senior Brother Zhao to raise his brows, his eyes widened, and he looked at her in surprise, as if he had never heard anything from her. I've never had such an unkind word.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Senior Brother Zhao walked up to Hou Yu, who was still in shock and had temporarily lost his language ability, with his hands behind his back, and asked arrogantly: "Junior Brother Hou, Junior Sister can't explain clearly, come and tell me, what happened here just now?" What happened, did monks from the Western world come here?"

While speaking, Senior Brother Zhao's nose twitched twice, and then his eyes swept around. When he saw Yan Shaofeng, his face darkened, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"It's him, it's him who molested Junior Sister, I was protecting Junior Sister, and he set snakes to eat me, this kid seems to have a very powerful magic weapon!" Hou Yu suddenly seemed to be fully charged, and jumped up suddenly, A lunatic shouted, pointing at Yan Shaofeng.

"You dare to moles Junior Sister Wen?!" Senior Brother Zhao suddenly turned to look at Yan Shaofeng, the arrogance on his face turned into arrogance in an instant, and he roared sharply.

Before Yan Shaofeng had time to react, another burst of white clouds rolled in the sky, followed by a long howl that soared into the sky. Accompanied by this long howl were more than a dozen sword lights of different colors, one of which was the most powerful, The long sword energy stretched across tens of kilometers, and fell in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Hou, Junior Brother Hou, you've arrived early, it's great, your cultivation base has improved a lot, when we find enough Xuandan and complete the task of the master's sect to go back, the elders will definitely praise you, and also return I will give you a lot of martial arts rewards, haha." A middle-aged monk in his forties put away the tens of kilometers long sword light and said with a big smile.

"Senior Brother Li, something happened. Brother Hou was almost killed just now. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!" He ran to the middle-aged man and said.

"What did you say?" The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and pointed at Yan Shaofeng: "Who is this man, why haven't I seen him?!"

"Senior Brother Li, he was the one who wanted to kill Senior Brother Hou just now, but I stopped him. He still has a magic weapon on him, which seems to be a treasure... Do you think it is..." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Senior Brother Zhao's mouth, biting Gritted his teeth and said.

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