I said I would turn back time

After hearing what Xuan Zhenzi said, many 'heroes' present stood up one after another and expressed their willingness to take action immediately to relieve Xuan Zhenzi's worries.

After hearing this, Xuan Zhenzi waved his hand and smiled, and said casually: "You are just a little thief, let me get rid of you with a sword."

After saying that, he saw him opening his mouth and spitting out, and a silver sword light flew out and circled around Wangxing Pavilion.

Seeing the hesitating and constantly emitting light of cold sword energy, everyone present felt like they were breaking out in cold sweat, as if their lives were no longer under their control at this moment.

For a moment, everyone present was filled with thoughts, some were filled with fear, some were full of yearning, and some were extremely hot-eyed...

"The sword shines freely, like a flying swallow flying around a dragon. This Xuan Zhenzi has indeed learned the superior flying sword technique. Alas, if one day I can master the swordsman inheritance like him, I will die without regrets."

"The sword light of this flying sword is about one foot above. I am afraid it is an ancient sword that has been enshrined in the Tianyi Sect for more than two hundred years. It is really a priceless treasure. If you can borrow it for a night..."

"Xuan Zhenzi shocked everyone with his sword today. I am afraid that all the believers in Dongya Mansion will follow his lead in the future. I heard that he even proposed marriage to his niece Jing Shiyu. Huh, he is indeed a cult monster. They are all shameless and shameless. People are so envious..."

Regardless of the different thoughts of everyone present, Xuan Zhenzi caught everyone's eyes and said with a satisfied smile:

"During the time I was in the city, people kept saying that this little thief was hooking up with poetry. I don't know."

"But I don't believe it at all. My junior niece is innocent and innocent, how could she harm her fellow disciples with outsiders?"

"Today, I will take the head from this thief's neck to restore my niece's innocence."

As he spoke, he saw the sword light piercing the sky like a thunderbolt. Under the gaze of countless people, it had already shot towards a courtyard not far away.

…

That night, after Lin Xing dispatched Master Bai, he sat in the courtyard and practiced his spiritual vision.

However, without the help of turning back time, he has not made much progress in practicing spiritual vision these days. After so many days, he has not been able to truly master this skill.

"Dongya Mansion is still too safe now. I should set off quickly tomorrow and go north to find some dangerous places to hone my skills."

"Look for another evil spirit and prepare the relics needed for the next sublimation."

Just when Lin Xing was slightly troubled, a strange scream flashed past his ears, and then he felt a chill in his head and lost consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, Lin Xing found that he was still sitting in the yard without moving.

An incredible smile appeared on his face: "I sit at home and practice, but I can be killed instantly?"

This time, Lin Xing did not practice spiritual vision with his eyes closed, but opened his eyes wide to observe his surroundings.

Finally, more than ten minutes later, he saw a flash of sword light cutting through the dark night and stabbing towards him.

With a brush, he felt a chill on his neck, and he seemed to fly up. He could still see his headless body sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless.

After coming back to his senses again, Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, someone is going to kill me."

After confirming the process of being killed, Lin Xing immediately relaxed and began to practice his spiritual vision skills steadily.

After dying again and again, going back in time again and again, with extremely ample time, Lin Xing finally mastered the skill of spiritual vision.

After a slight feeling in his heart, he could detect the light in his mind that symbolized spiritual vision.

Psychic Vision (0% on the first level)

As the spiritual thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness flowed out, invisible fluctuations rushed in all directions, Lin Xing felt that although he closed his eyes, he could clearly see everything around him.

It’s just that this kind of ‘seeing’ is still colorless and lacks some details.

But the good thing is that as his spiritual thoughts crossed the wall, he found that he could 'see' some space behind the wall.

Lin Xing knew that he needed more practice so that his spiritual vision could continue to improve, and he would be able to see more and more clearly at a higher level.

Next, he continued to practice repeatedly while going back in time, until he felt that his spirit began to become tired and decided to stop practicing.

Vision (0% for one floor) → (89% for one floor)

The reason why he didn't practice to the limit before stopping was because the man who made the flying sword came to kill him after all, and Lin Xing still planned to save some energy to deal with him.

So time went back again, and Lin Xing thought about strategies to fight the enemy.

"This man's flying sword is much more powerful than my object-controlling skills."

"Not only is it powerful enough to kill me in an instant, but it also wields the sword remotely, so I don't even know where they are."

"This kind of opponent should not confront him head-on."

After thinking about it, Lin Xing gradually had an idea in his mind.

I saw him cut his finger and start to use the secret method of opening the door.

When the flying sword came through the air and shot towards him, he opened the door and jumped in.

The speed of the flying sword was so fast that Lin Xing had to die twice before he could successfully bring the flying sword into the world, but he was unscathed.

Seeing the flying sword suddenly falling as soon as it entered the world, Lin Xing's face was filled with joy, and he quickly rushed back while the door was still open.

…

On Wangxing Pavilion.

The originally lively banquet fell into silence.

Everyone present looked at the direction where Xuan Zhenzi was wielding the sword. They all stretched their necks to look, only to find that the sword light fell into the dark night and did not come back for a long time.

Just as everyone was speculating, Xuan Zhenzi's face became increasingly ugly.

Just now, his flying sword reached the sky above the courtyard and sensed a man with strong energy and blood.

Without saying a word, he used the flying sword and stabbed the opponent with one sword.

As a result, with this sword strike, Feijian lost contact with him.

"Gone?"

"Why does my flying sword lose its sense?"

"Could it be that some expert took away my flying sword?"

Thinking that the ancient sword was an ancient artifact that had been taught by the Tianyi Sect for two hundred years.

I don't know how many resources I spent to snatch it from the hands of the old guys in the main forum.

Thinking of raising this ancient sword day and night for more than ten years.

Xuan Zhenzi's face became increasingly ugly. Regardless of the fact that there were so many people present, he flew up, jumped off Wangxing Pavilion, and shot towards Lin Xing's location.

The guests in the audience were left at a loss as they all stretched their heads out to look in the direction Xuan Zhenzi left.

And Xuan Zhenzi came to the yard in a blink of an eye.

With a sweep of his long sleeves, his terrifying spiritual thoughts directly opened the courtyard door, and then he saw a young man standing in the courtyard with his back to him.

Xuan Zhenzi said patiently: "But your Excellency took away my flying sword?"

The other party turned around, revealing a young face full of exhaustion.

Vision (89% on the first floor) → (32% on the second floor)

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