Fox Demon: This is the Guardian Blade

The next second, Xuan Yi keenly heard a soft moan coming from behind him.

It seemed that the owner of the sound was unable to adapt to the sudden change in gravity around him.

It was Fanyin who had just disappeared and reappeared. She was planning to launch a sneak attack before Xuanyi could react.

Surprisingly, the Xuanyi still had some magic power left.

It was almost an extreme reaction, judging one's landing point and thus limiting oneself for a moment.

The sudden increase in weight by several times caused Fanyin's movements to become deformed and he paused for a moment.

However, this did not affect her from continuing to swing the sickle in her hand to chop at Xuan Yi.

"Twelve Secrets of the Dog—Silver Moon Wolf King Halberd! Sweep!"

Whoosh! Clang!

Bending his legs slightly, Xuan Yi suddenly grasped the halberd and swept it across behind him.

The three-pointed knife whistled through the air and slashed towards the figure that appeared behind him at an extremely fast speed.

One can even see this fierce aura behind Xuan Yi, vaguely condensing into the appearance of a ferocious beast.

Clang! Sizzle!

The blade of the trident collided with the sickle blade, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

The blast of air caused by the collision of the two forces was instantly blown away, and the smoke and dust that filled the field were dispersed.

The disciples who were watching the scene could now clearly see what was happening on the field.

Taking advantage of the recoil force of the weapons colliding, she gracefully waved the sickle in her hand, like a butterfly dancing on the field.

Bang! Ding ding ding!

Fanyin's small body quickly swung the huge sickle, swinging it more than ten times in a row at a time.

But Fanyin didn't seem to be struggling at all.

She swung the sickle so tightly that it was difficult for ordinary people to see it clearly with the naked eye.

Again and again, he attacked the defending Sylphy from various angles.

Under Fanyin's continuous attacks, Xuanyi gradually felt that it was becoming difficult to defend against the opponent's attacks.

Knowing that this wouldn't work, Xuan Yi could feel the pain in his palms with every strike from Fanyin.

The power gap is too great. We must find a way to break through the passive situation, otherwise we will lose!

"Xiaoxuan, this is too much! I have to be serious!"

Fanyin's playful voice reached Xuanyi's ears, who was still thinking of a countermeasure quickly, and there was a hint of playfulness in the tone of his voice.

Xuan Yi smiled bitterly, measured his remaining physical strength, and took a deep breath.

His eyes immediately became determined, and it seemed that he had no choice but to give it a try.

After Xuan Yi once again deflected Fan Yin's attack, he took a step back, gripped the halberd tightly with both hands, and thrust it towards Fan Yin's face.

Seeing this, Fanyin was about to block it, but Xuanyi suddenly changed his mind!

The long spear in his hand was suddenly retracted, and it turned into a stab and stabbed forward swiftly.

"Xiaoxuan, are you serious?!"

Fanyin's face suddenly changed, and she became a little angry... She must be really angry.

Fanyin immediately used an even more powerful force, grasped the sickle, and his speed increased again.

Boom!

Xuan Yi's halberd was cut off by Fanyin in an instant, and he even knew how the halberd was broken.

All that was left in his hand was an iron rod with a smooth cut.

The blade of the three-pointed knife flew up in a rotation, and with a bang, it slammed into the ground, the blade part sinking deep into the ground.

call!

Xuan Yi only felt a chill on his neck and subconsciously lowered his head.

The sharp blood-red sickle blade was firmly resting under his neck.

A strong wind blew past, and a strand of black hair fell off.

As long as Fanyin takes one more step forward with the sickle in hand, Xuanyi will be beheaded.

Looking at the Fanyin so close to him, Xuan Yi couldn't help but swallow his saliva with lingering fear.

He certainly didn't control his strength just now, but fortunately nothing happened.

"Um... Miss Fan... I was wrong. I couldn't control myself just now!..."

Xuan Yi looked at Fanyin's pink eyes awkwardly, and immediately admitted his mistake with a sincere attitude.

Don't look at Fanyin's small stature, but once he gets serious, the aura he exudes is so great that even Chen Gou has to look at him differently.

I'm afraid that except for Chen Gou, no one present could see Fanyin's movements clearly.

I think Xuanyi and Fanyin will definitely not use too much force in their fight, they both know what they are doing.

They tacitly used the combat skills and reactions they had learned to compete with each other.

He never really fought until the last blow from Xuan Yi, when he realized he had hit too hard and couldn't stop.

Fanyin finally got serious about it, and Xuanyi was glad that no disaster happened.

......

Qin Baiyue watched the two people sparring in a trance and was stunned for a moment.

How great would it be if I could be half as good as Deacon Xuan?

The young Qin Baiyue remembered this scene deeply in his heart, and seemed to have a lot of anger accumulated in his heart that he couldn't express.

"Qin kid..."

While Qin Baiyue was still in a daze, Chen Gou suddenly spoke.

"Ah?! Pavilion Master, I'm here!"

The two long gray-blue hairs on Qin Baiyue's head trembled at Chen Gou's voice. After coming to his senses, he quickly replied.

“…The massage was great…”

To Qin Baiyue's surprise, the Pavilion Master did not blame him for deserting his post, but instead praised him in a gentle tone.

Being praised by the esteemed Pavilion Master for a moment, the sense of honor made him flustered as he bowed and said, "Pavilion Master, you are too kind. It is my honor to serve you."

"Okay, got it. No need for compliments. I'm not a strict or rigid person. Just speak to me in the tone you normally use for your elders."

Chen Gou laughed.

After hearing this, Qin Baiyue scratched his head and smiled, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, I told Xuan Yi to take you in before, so I won't break my promise. Go down first... If you have any problems in the future, you can talk to Xuan Yi about it. He is also you... You know what to say, go back first! Someone will come to find you later."

"Master, I have your order! Hehe!"

Qin Baiyue smiled happily, then retreated respectfully and sat down next to her friend.

He soon felt the gazes of the disciples around him, and they were envious gazes!

Oh my god! I totally made a killing! Not only did I gain the appreciation of the Pavilion Master, but I was also able to become a disciple of Deacon Xuan.

In the past, he wouldn't even dare to think about these things. I'm going to be rich! Hehehe! From now on, I won't have to worry about food and clothing!

Qin Baiyue wondered how she could hide the joy on her face.

His best friend, who was sitting next to him, was speechless when he saw how stupid he looked after returning. Damn it! This guy! I'm so envious too...!

The gay friend thought angrily.

......

Under Xuan Yi's organization, someone quickly used magic to repair the training ground.

Then he dismissed the rest of the disciples to do their own things. After they dispersed, Xuan Yi and Fan Yin came to Chen Gou.

"boss……."

"Uncle Chen~!"

Xuan Yi and Fan Yin came in front of Chen Gou, both of them looked uneasy.

"How do you two feel after your sparring?"

Chen Gou did not start criticizing the two men's shortcomings as soon as he arrived. Instead, he put his hands on the table and asked them what they thought after the discussion.

"Um... Boss, my cultivation is too shallow, and I couldn't control my strength in the end. If it weren't for Sister Fanyin's strong strength..."

When Xuan Yi said this, there was a hint of fatigue in his tone. The fight just now had exhausted him.

"Uncle Chen~! How about me!"

At this time, Fanyin excitedly approached Chen Gou and said.

Her little face was slightly red because of the fierce battle just now, and her expectant expression was visible on her face.

Chen Gou could tell that Fanyin seemed to really want to be praised.

The formation flags that he had set up before stretching out his hand were surging with light, hovering in the air and then shrinking again as Chen Gou pulled them back into the storage bag at his waist.

After recovering the magic circle, Chen Gou looked at the expectant Fanyin in front of him, thought for a moment, and then spoke.