Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

Lu Xunhuan waved his fan and watched the other party slowly draw his sword.

But he was unarmed except for his fan.

But he just stood there slowly waving his fan, without even turning around to ask everyone to borrow a sword.

Although most people hoped that he would be destroyed, everyone's hearts were still hanging in the balance for some reason.

Weapons play a vital role for immortal disciples.

No matter whether one holds an ordinary sword or a fairy sword, exquisite sword moves can greatly enhance the combat capability of the fairy disciples.

Small immortal sects like Dengtianmen and Wujimen do not have immortal swords to use because their own strength level determines that they are unable to drive immortal swords.

Therefore, the immortal disciples of small sects all carry ordinary swords.

Since they could not gain any additional combat power from the sword, they could only practice swordsmanship desperately to benefit from it.

Jian took up his sword and returned to the field, intending to turn defeat into victory with the power of his swordsmanship.

Can Lu Xunhuan, with his bare hands, deal with the long sword in the other party's hand?

Seeing that Lu Xunhuan didn't move, Ji An seemed to be planning to fight him with that small fan.

He was too lazy to ask any more questions, and even more too lazy to be polite. He flicked his wrist, and dozens of sword flowers appeared in the air. The tip of the sword moved forward and stabbed towards Lu Xunhuan.

If Lu Xunhuan couldn't avoid it, he would be pierced by the sword immediately.

As the sword shadows flew, everyone opened their eyes wide to see how Lu Xunhuan would dodge this time.

But the situation once again went beyond everyone's expectations.

Lu Xunhuan did not hide, he stood there without moving.

He simply stretched out his left hand, and the opponent's sword tip was clamped between his index and middle fingers.

As for Jian, it felt like the sword was stuck in a tree trunk, unable to move forward or pull it back.

He exerted force in his hand and tried several times, but the long sword was still held between Lu Xunhuan's two fingers and did not move at all.

His face was flushed and sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

However, his thumb moved quickly and pressed a mechanism on the hilt.

There was a slight "pop" sound.

This subtle sound was almost inaudible to the people around with their skills.

Two thin needles, each containing a deadly poison, shot out from the hilt of the sword.

"Ding……"

There were two "ding, ding" sounds in Lu Xunhuan's ears.

It seemed as if a tiny metal object hit the golden hoop on his head, and his scalp felt the vibration of the force quite clearly.

He immediately realized that the other party had just moved his thumb and fired a hidden weapon.

No one else could hear the faint sound, but he was holding the long sword and was less than four feet away from the hilt, so he could still barely hear it.

Normally, the two thin needles containing the deadly poison were aimed at his throat, but somehow they were hit on the golden hoop.

Could it be that the golden hoop is a magnet?

He didn't have time to think about it.

Opposite him, Ji An fired a hidden weapon, but unexpectedly failed to hit Lu Xunhuan's throat. At this moment, his face had changed.

He quickly changed his tactics, dropped his sword in a panic, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, which he stabbed fiercely at Lu Xunhuan's abdomen.

Lu Xunhuan had already let go, and the long sword fell to the ground.

And he dodged the dagger by moving sideways.

With a flip of his left hand, he had already pressed down on Jian's shoulder.

A huge force, like a mountain.

Ji An couldn't bear it any longer and was immediately forced to his knees.

Lu Xunhuan's figure flashed and he was in front of Ji'an. He pressed his shoulder with his left hand and raised his right hand, flipping quickly.

"Clap clap..."

The sound of the slap was extremely loud.

In the blink of an eye, Jian had received ten slaps on each cheek.

Lu Xunhuan had had enough of beating Ji'an, so he pressed his right hand on Ji'an's head and dragged him with his left hand, and Ji'an fell down like a dog that had eaten shit.

He stepped on Ji An's back and looked at the Wuji Sect's leader with a sneer on his face: "Black Chicken Sect, you can't beat them so you use hidden weapons?"

The whole audience was shocked once again.

This is simply unbelievable. There is no doubt that Lu Xunhuan's strength has increased.

But this kid was buried in the soil for a night, how much did he grow?

No one knows how many levels he has broken through, but Ji'an is at the sixth level of the Phoenix Realm. He was able to defeat Ji'an, so his strength must be at least above the sixth level of the Phoenix Realm.

Many people feel uncomfortable, envious, jealous, and indignant.

God is blind, why does he always favor this bastard?

The old face of the Wuji Sect's leader looked a little pale.

How could an unknown boy who was at the first level of Phoenix Realm actually defeat his disciple who was at the sixth level of Phoenix Realm?

He could even dodge hidden weapons?

He stood there, stunned and speechless.

Seeing this situation, the leader of Dengtianmen was afraid that if it continued like this, it would be impossible to handle it, so he had to let everyone disperse immediately.

He took a step forward, glared and shouted, "Asshole, we agreed on a friendly exchange between our two sects, do you have any sense of propriety in your attacks? Take your foot away now."

Lu Xun Huan loosened his foot and turned around: "Black Chicken Sect, if you don't accept it, come and challenge me again. I'm waiting for you on that hilltop."

He pointed to the most desolate hill in Dengtianmen, pushed through the crowd, and left without looking back.

After he left, several people from Wujimen hurriedly carried Ji'an and left quickly following the leader of Dengtianmen.

As soon as they left, the disciples also dispersed.

In the bright sunlight, on the desolate hilltop, Lu Xunhuan sat on a black stone.

The reason why this hill is desolate is that it is narrow and pointed, which is not a good place to build a house, so there is not a single house to be seen on the entire hill.

No one lives there and few people come here, so it is relatively desolate.

He took off the golden hoop on his head and only then saw the two tiny iron needles stuck to the hoop.

A thin layer of blue light was hidden in the bright iron, which indicated that the two iron needles were poisonous.

He picked a leaf from a short tree growing on the hilltop nearby and wrapped the two iron needles in it.

Then, he carefully stuffed them into a tiny crack in the stone.

After properly dealing with the poison needle, he looked at the golden hoop carefully, still feeling extremely confused.

How did it come about?

When he put it on before, it made him feel refreshed and his blood boiled, but it also made him want to go to the toilet immediately.

He was sure it had good effects, but could there be side effects?

At the foot of the mountain, figures flashed, and someone was coming towards the top of the mountain.

He looked up and put the golden hoop in his arms.

After a while, a male disciple climbed up breathlessly and sat next to him.

"Junior Brother Lu, you...are amazing..."

The male disciple gave a thumbs up.

Lu Xunhuan smiled slightly: "Brother Hao, are you here to settle accounts with me again?"

This Senior Brother Hao is five years older than Lu Xunhuan and has been pursuing Senior Sister Lan with big eyes for several years.

But Senior Sister Lan never wanted to pay attention to him.

Later, Senior Sister Lan secretly got together with Lu Xunhuan, which made Senior Brother Hao so angry that he was fuming and caused him a lot of trouble.

Senior Brother Hao laughed, trying to ease the awkwardness: "Hehe, no, no, what happened in the past is over, let's not talk about it..."

He lowered his voice: "Junior Brother Lu, how did you become stronger overnight? Did you find an adventure?"

Lu Xunhuan looked towards the back mountain: "How can such a huge secret be revealed so casually?"

Senior Brother Hao got up and knelt in front of Lu Xunhuan, rummaging through his clothes. "Junior Brother Lu, all the silver is yours."

He rummaged around for a long time but only managed to take out two taels of silver.

"Junior Brother Lu, this is all I have. Although it's little, I have done my utmost to show my sincerity."

Lu Xun Huan put the silver away and said, "Okay, I'll tell you, but you must keep it a secret."

Senior Brother Hao nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Of course, of course..."

Lu Xun Huan grabbed his ear and whispered, "The place where I was buried yesterday is a spiritual cave of heaven and earth. Not only can it bring the dead back to life, it also emits immortal energy. I absorbed it all night..."

He stopped talking and said no more.

When Senior Brother Hao heard this, his eyes immediately lit up: "I thought so, you must have had a wonderful encounter, so now..."

He asked, "What strength?"

Lu Xun Huan shook his head slightly: "That's all I can say. If you want to go, go quickly. Maybe someone has already guessed the key before you..."

Senior Brother Hao hurriedly stood up and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Lu. The past is now written off."

As he spoke, he had already climbed down the same way he came up and disappeared.

He said that the past was forgotten, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

I'll wait until I find the place where Lu Xunhuan was buried yesterday, dig it up, and lie there for three days and three nights. My strength will definitely be three times that of Lu Xunhuan. Then I'll settle the score with him.

Humph, how dare you steal my love!

At the top of the mountain, Lu Xunhuan watched his back as he hurried down the mountain, a playful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.