"I didn't use my spiritual power!" Tang Yu said with a smile, and the sword in his hand changed again, hitting Lin Xuan like a breeze.

"Hehe, this is my new Qingfeng Sword Technique. How about you try it?"

The long sword in Tang Yu's hand swayed with gusts of wind, causing Lin Xuan's clothes to flutter. "Damn, it's like this again. Every time you learn a new sword technique, practice with me!"

It has been three months since Lin Xuan came to Xuantian Sect as a sword slave. During these three months, he did not know how many times he was tortured by this little devil. Every time he practiced swordplay with her, he would definitely be stained.

Thinking of this, he heard a stabbing sound and a long gash was cut out of his clothes. Lin Xuan was angry and started to fight back frequently with the long sword in his hand.

Although he has never been able to tap into his spiritual veins and cannot really practice, Lin Xuan is very talented in sword moves, and those ordinary sword skills become magical in his hands, as if he was born with this ability.

This is also the reason why Tang Yu would often come to him to practice swordsmanship.

Seeing that Tang Yu was not using his spiritual power, Lin Xuan swung his long sword, drawing a half arc in the air, deflecting Tang Yu's attack to the side, and then slashed down directly, slashing towards Tang Yu's wrist.

Tang Yu was frightened, and Qingfeng's sword skills danced, trying to neutralize the attack, but Lin Xuan's sword was like a poisonous snake, pressing forward step by step, blocking her moves with precision and cunning every time.

"Humph!" Tang Yu was angry in his heart and used his spiritual power unconsciously. A ball of light emitted from the blue long sword and knocked Lin Xuan away.

Plop!

Lin Xuan flew two meters backwards and fell to the ground. Qi and blood surged in his chest. In front of the spiritual power, he was like a small boat in the angry sea, which could be overturned at any time.

"If I could open up my spiritual veins, I wouldn't be in this situation!" Lin Xuan's expression dimmed as he thought of this.

"God, you gave me such a good qualification, but you made it impossible for me to connect to the spiritual veins, so you can kill me!"

Seeing Lin Xuan pretending to be dead on the ground, Tang Yu walked over and kicked him: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead, I don't have the strength."

Lin Xuan was in pain and sat up with a sigh: "Give me a magic pill to heal your injury, otherwise no one will practice sword practice with you in the future."

Tang Yu rolled her eyes at him, reluctantly took out a vermilion pill and threw it over. Other sword slaves were groveling and obeyed their master in everything, but this Lin Xuan was better. He ignored her and was more arrogant than her.

All big.

However, Lin Xuan always had unique insights into swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was better than other sword slaves, so Tang Yu just bullied him and didn't dare to really break him. Since practicing with Lin Xuan

Since taking up swordsmanship, her swordsmanship has improved a lot in the past three months.

"You are also considered a swordsman genius, but unfortunately you cannot cultivate spiritual power, so just follow me faithfully, I won't let you suffer any loss!" Tang Yu said a few words of comfort and left.

Lin Xuan took out a white porcelain vial, put the vermilion elixir into the vial, and then carefully put it away. This was a healing elixir, and the effect was amazing. He kept the elixir every time and kept it when needed.

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