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Picking up the sword, Jimoyun walked to Jimo Huaxue and instructed very seriously: "Sister, Mr. Bai Yuan's strength is high, you must study hard with him!"

"Oh... I will.

Facing this sword idiot brother of his own, even Mo Huaxue was also a little helpless, and could only nod.

He probably thought that he was simply following Bai Yuan to learn the sword!

After explaining to Jimo Huaxue, he looked at Bai Yuan again, saluted him again, and moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and left the martial arts practice with his sword.

Bai Yuan walked down, looking at him like that, a little worried: "He won't have anything, right?"

"It's okay, leave him alone." Jimoxi waved his hand, "He just heard that Hua Xue was able to learn swordsmanship with you, and his heart was not very balanced, and he felt that he was compared to Hua Xue."

Bai Yuan was a little crying and laughing after hearing this. Teaching Jimo

Huaxue is because there are enough rewards to attract him, but teaching Jimo Yun, he really doesn't have this idea.

Without getting entangled in Jimoyun's affairs anymore, Jimoxi asked, "Wise nephew, when do you plan to leave and return to Songhai?"

Bai Yuan and Han Fei looked at each other before answering him.

"We have one more thing to do in Jimo City, maybe we have to harass for another day, and then return to Songhai the day after tomorrow."

"Well, if you need anything, don't be polite with us."

Jimoxi nodded, looked at the time was not early, today he was also busy for a day, did not stay longer, and soon went back directly to rest.

As soon as he left, Mo Huaxue also hurriedly took his leave, and before leaving, he also looked at Bai Yuan and Condensing Yan, and the meaning in his eyes made Bai Yuan a little unintelligible.

As soon as she left, everyone else in the audience quickly left here as if they had received an order. Only

Bai Yuan, Ning Yan and Han Fei were left.

Bai Yuan looked at Condensation Smoke and found that she had put Xue'er aside, and then picked up her weapon there.

For some reason, Bai Yuan had a bad premonition in his heart at the moment.

At this time, Ning Yan suddenly spoke: "Jimo Huaxue is a good girl."

Hearing this, Bai Yuan felt even more strange.

Why did she suddenly say good things for Jimo Huaxue?

Something is wrong, something is very wrong!

Scold!

Condensing Yan drew a long sword, and his eyes froze.

Bai Yuan felt a fierce murderous aura and swallowed his saliva.

At this moment, Han Fei saw that something was not good, and he had already hidden far away in advance.

"That has something to say!"

"Beat me, I will listen to whatever you want."

Without saying a word, Ning Yan attacked Bai Yuan with his sword in hand, and seeing the terrifying sword qi on that sword, Bai Yuan knew that she was not joking.

He also knew that Condensation Smoke really needed to vent his emotions, so he responded to this battle.

The battle between the two was not as small as he and Jimoyun had just now. The sword

light on the field was flying, the sword qi was rampant, and the leaking sword qi fell to the ground, causing countless cracks to appear on the ground.

At this moment, Han Fei was squatting in the corner, shivering.

He had long guessed that Condensing Smoke was not ordinary, but he didn't expect that she could actually fight back and forth with Bai Yuan, and the two were comparable.

He was a little curious, where did Bai Yuan find a master, treating people as maids, it was simply a violent thing!

At this time, an accident suddenly occurred on the field, so that this close battle was won and lost at once.

In the collision, the long sword in Ning Yan's hand could not withstand the sword qi of the two, and was actually cut off by Bai Yuan's peach blossom sword.

Condensing Yan looked at the broken sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and then threw it away.

"You win!"

Although Bai Yuan took advantage of the weapon, she could afford to lose, and her anger was almost lost anyway.

Seeing Ning Yan admit defeat, Bai Yuan knew that even if this matter was over, he was relieved, and his family status was almost lost.

He just wanted to say something, but suddenly found that Han Fei was still here.

At this moment, Han Fei could be described as stunned.

"Uncle Master, what kind of wood do you use for this sword?"

Bai Yuan glared at him angrily, ignored the light bulb, pulled the condensation and left, leaving Han Fei alone here to doubt life.

......

The next day, after breakfast, Bai Yuan and the others were ready to find the Anti-Scale Sword.

If Han Fei was asked to find it himself, Bai Yuan was still a little uneasy.

At the same time, he was also curious about the anti-scale sword, and wanted to see what kind of entry the anti-scale had.

Han Fei did not refuse them to follow, and with them going together, he was more relieved.

Before they left, Jimo Huaxue also came over, saying that she also wanted to go and see.

Bai Yuan turned his gaze to Han Fei and asked his opinion.

"Then let's go together, anyway, the Mohua Snow girl also knows about this."

A few people came to the street to wander aimlessly, and they didn't have any clues about where the Anti-Scale Sword was, so they could only rely on Han Fei himself, waiting for him to attract the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit over.

Han Fei had been thinking in his heart that the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit would come quickly, and the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit would come quickly.

Sure enough, the thought beckoned him.

He felt something in his heart, and quickly stopped Bai Yuan and the others, and pointed to the location where the anti-scale sword spirit was located.

"Keep up!"

Han Fei nodded and rushed towards the location where the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit was. The sword

spirits also seemed to know their purpose and guided them in the direction where the sword body was.

They walked through the busy city towards a remote place, and the people around them became more and more rare, and finally followed the sword spirit to an abandoned palace site.

"Is there such a place in the city, I don't have any impression!"

Jimo Huaxue looked at the desolate environment around her and looked a little stunned.

Bai Yuan frowned, his fingers lightly taping, as if he was counting something.

"So that's the case, no wonder no one found out that someone laid down a formation here, and the people who set up the formation are proficient in Qi Men Dun Jia, this formation is extremely mysterious, so ordinary people can't enter at all!"

If there was no sword spirit to lead the way, I am afraid that they would not be able to find such a place.

Everyone came to the gate of the palace, and Han Fei walked in first.

When Bai Yuan and the others were also about to go in and take a look, the sword spirit suddenly reached out to stop them, obviously to make them stop.

Several people looked at each other and finally chose to wait outside.

Since Reverse Scale chose Han Fei, he should not do anything to hurt him.

Bang!

Not long after Han Fei entered, they found that the originally clear and cloudless sky suddenly became stormy, and the thick dark clouds slowly pressed down, and thunder and lightning gathered in it.

The entire Jimo City was covered with dark clouds, as if it was dark.

"This formation is also too big, right?"

Just as they sighed, a bucket-thick razer directly cut through the sky and suddenly landed in the palace.

From such a distance, Bai Yuan could feel the terrifying Tianwei.

If it weren't for the Qi Men Formation as a blinding method, I am afraid that it would have attracted the attention of many people at this moment. The

thunder disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.

The gate of the palace slowly opened, and Han Fei walked out with his hair scattered and a wooden box on his back.

At this moment, one or two electric rays of light still appeared on his body from time to time.

"Han Fei! Are you okay?

"It's okay, it's just that I was slashed by lightning, and with the protection of the sword spirit, I wasn't injured."

He waved his hand, squeezing out an ugly smile.