Legend of Swordsman; Xiuhuan

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“You just go first. I want to stretch for a while with him,” said Fang Yang jumping off the fifth floor.

Fang Yang landed perfectly before Xiuhuan, Long Kiang—'s Spear which was a low-level heirloom weapon in his hand also let out flashes of Lightning, as Fang Yang was a Lightning element Cultivator.

Xiuhuan smiled, this is the first time he has met a Lightning Element Cultivator. He felt challenged and took out the Spear which was an ordinary weapon, not an heirloom weapon.

“At first I thought meeting you was a bad luck. However, after seeing that Spear of yours, I became interested in wanting to have it.” The corner of Xiuhuan's lips formed an irritating grin.

Fang Yang did not pierce Xiuhuan's boast, he was not interested in the silat of the tongue and directly swung Long Kiang's Spear into Xiuhuan's face.

“This?” Xiuhuan gasped—lucky he just stepped back in time, otherwise he would have been satay Uncle Dong.

“His Lightning qi flow seems to be different from mine. His strength seemed weaker,” muttered Fang Yang paying attention to the electric shock on his body and Xiuhuan's spear, which was actually not a lightning element; rather it was just the specialty of the Water-elemented Electric Eel Sword Spirit.

“Why are you daydreaming, bro? Are you going to run away? Ah, Cemen you!” xiuhuan's ridicule provoked Fang Yang. However, he remained calm, as he had often encountered cultivators like this Xiuhuan.

“Thickness Spits the Sky!”

Lightning strikes accompanied Long Kiang's Spear puncture, in which successive Lightning strikes hit Xiuhuan.

The strike was extremely powerful, not to mention Fang Yang felt that Long Kiang's Spear was already lodged in Xiuhuan's body.

“That's if you mess with Mr. Yang, will end up charred struck by that terrible Lightning.”

“His dessert, he once fought against the Cultivator of the Chaos Ancient God realm and won that fight, because that Cultivator had to avoid the lightning strikes that endlessly followed master Yang.”

“Lucky once we are still loyal to the Fang Clan, which will soon shake the Recifel Continent again.”

The members of Fang Yang had not left the place, even though he had told them to leave. Not to mention, Fang Yang's face looked pale.

“I feel bad feeling, why can't my spear be pulled?” fang Yang—'s lament had already pulled Long Kiang's Spear with all his might, but it still stuck to Xiuhuan who was not clearly visible, as lightning strikes unceasingly grabbed him.

Feeling that bad premonition, Fang Yuan stopped his nurse and was startled; it turned out that Xiuhuan was grasping the spear. His face looked irritating with an annoying smile.

“K-you why can?” Fang Yuan tried to pull out Long Kiang's Spear and was finally removed by Xiuhuan.

Xiuhuan chuckled.

Though he was actually used to being struck by Lightning while undergoing the Lightning of Catastrophe when going to try his luck to ascend to the God realm, but always failed. Hence he lived ten thousand years, for failing to continue in that test.

Fang Yang took a few steps back, he stared at his members who were just Tian level Forging Body Cultivators, hoping they came to help. However, they looked frightened first and fled leaving Fang Yang, even the women from the Du Clan that they sealed; left just like that, rather than fighting Xiuhuan, who was clearly a peak Early Immortal, they are just ants in his hands.

Fang Yang snorted in annoyance, he who was once flattered by it. Only now felt how weak he was, and also for the first time wished that someone had come to his aid.

Xiuhuan knew what Fang Yang was feeling, because in the past—ia had also felt something similar.

“I feel the fight between Gods and weak humans is unfair. What if I won't use my inner strength either and you will.” Xiuhuan gave a fair fight.

“Why?” Fang Yang felt there was an ulterior motive behind it.

“Preparation against Dragon Lou Feng!” sahut Xiuhuan casually.

“Is he crazy? The strongest cultivators of the entire Resifel Continent and Kun Lun alone were swept away with a single strike by him. And this lunatic wants to fight without using inner strength?” fang Yang muttered uneasily looking at Xiuhuan.

What Xiuhuan said turned out to be true, he instantly swung his spear without any element being instantly fended off by Fang Yang.

Now that Fang Yang's confidence had returned, he attacked Xiuhuan haphazardly. Because he also never learned martial arts without using deep energy. While Xiuhuan had easily fended him off, as he had learned Kungfu, so it only took a few movements of course the Xiuhuan Spear had pierced Fang Yang's heart. His eyes widened, he seemed to disbelieve; why was his death so despicable? If he died in the hands of a great Cultivator, a sense of regret would not appear in his mind. However, “Why should this be so? Ah, shit!” yelled Fang Yang at the end of his breath.

Xiuhuan took Fang Yang's spear, it's a good collection of weapons. Moreover, Long Kiang's Spear matched the element of the Electric Spirit Sword Sect.

“Many things that are not in line with what we dream—that's destiny. In the next life, be a good human being and do not bother living beings anymore,” said Xiuhuan—He now looks like a great Hermit in the eyes of Du Louxia, the granddaughter of the elder Cultivator who was killed by Fang Yang earlier.

Du Louxia jumped from the fifth floor of his grandfather's residence. He approached Xiuhuan.

“Great man ... thank you for saving this weak me,” Du Louxia said with tears, he blamed himself—why so weak, so, so unable to save Grandpa who was the only one guarding himself all this time. Du Louxia bent his knees before Xiuhuan, thus making him confused. “Teacher! raise me to be your disciple, I want to take revenge on the Fang Clan that has destroyed the Du Clan, this grudge I will keep until I am strong to eliminate them.” Du Louxia clenched his hands and punched Fang Yang's body to pieces.

Xiuhuan was surprised to hear his request, suddenly this beautiful girl thought she had saved. Even though he was angry, because he was insulted by Fang Yang and his members.

“Hmm, your face is good, others are okay too. However, as a great Hermit, I have an unusually dense bustle. The sacred duty awaits me, you seek the others. Or go to your main Clan, have them avenge you. If you want revenge with your own hands, you can also study there. Kan, every Clan must provide their respective training centers,” Xiuhuan said he could not accept the request. Because he was also still a disciple of the Lou Clan, unless this girl asked to be his wife. Perhaps at the speed of light, he already replied, “Ya” instantly.

Du Louxia bit his lips, he did not expect to be rejected outright. Her tears are falling, “Why doesn't anyone want to admit me? All thought of me as the trash of the Du Clan, just because my cultivation rate was slow,” Du Louxia complained sobbing.

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