Creation: Make figures and become a top boss

Master Shen stepped forward and wanted to take Lin Xuan down, but the prince raised his hand to stop him.

Si Yin held Lin Xuan's sword and did not let go. The prince stood up and looked at Lin Xuan with a warm smile on his face, as if he was not the one being assassinated.

"Master Lin's practice is not easy, why is it so hard to think about it?" It is reasonable for the prince to ask this question.

Lin Xuan always behaves unexpectedly.

He let go of the hand holding the sword and saluted the prince.

Si Yin took advantage of the situation and held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, pointing the tip of the sword to the side.

"It's Lin Xuan who's rude.

However, I am not doing this to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince. I just want to see if His Highness the Crown Prince is as broad-minded as the rumors say and is worthy of my service. "

Lin Xuan bowed in salute and explained.

Jin Yan secretly cursed after hearing this. Nowadays, if you don't succeed, it's a defection, and if you succeed, it's an assassination, right?

But she also knew that even if the prince knew it well, he would not offend Lin Xuan at this time.

Sure enough, the prince smiled heartily: "Since the Sword Master said this, can I no longer be that narrow-minded villain?"

The prince raised his hand and patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder.

"The name of the Sword Saint in White is well-deserved. It would be my honor to serve you with your skills."

After saying that, the prince turned around and nodded to Master Shen with a smile, and said, "I am staying in Master Shen's treasured land, and I am not very familiar with this place. I would also like to trouble Master Shen to help me settle in for the Sword Master."

"Prince, don't worry. Lin Xuan and I are old acquaintances. I will be able to satisfy him." Shen Mubai said, his eyes couldn't help but drift from the leader of the dance troupe.

"That's very good." The prince nodded.

Seeing that the matter was about to come to an end, Lin Xuan didn't know whether he was unhappy because he lost his freedom by mistake. When he bowed and said goodbye, he said to Si Yin: "Master Yinhui is very skilled. Lin Xuan would like to invite him again if he has the chance." You teach me."

Shameless? Spare your life and dare to speak provocatively?

It seems that the life of the monks at the foot of the mountain is not as miserable as imagined, otherwise where would such arrogance and high self-esteem come from.

Si Yin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Lin Xuan without making a sound.

The prince also looked at ease, looking at Master Shen with no smile in his eyes.

Master Shen was about to step forward to calm the atmosphere, but he heard a man in the audience with a slightly hoarse voice who seemed to be still in the process of changing his voice speak up: "You are worthy of Master Yinhui to take action? I can give you some advice." !”

"Shut up!" Jin Yan lowered her head and hurriedly scolded the general who asked the question. She turned around and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "My young brother has a young mind and doesn't know what the heaven and earth are. He said something rude and violated the prince's worship. I hope the prince will forgive me."

Before the prince could speak, Lin Xuan, who was livid at the general's words, rushed to say: "The monks don't ask about age, only about cultivation. Your younger brother is very talented and must be quite skilled. Lin is here to learn from me." !”

After saying that, without waiting for the prince's instructions, he tiptoed, floated down to the high platform, and looked directly at the young general who had just spoken.

As expected, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. The young general, who was probably twelve or thirteen years old and was wearing a silver-white armor, snorted coldly. Without seeing how he acted, he leaped in front of Lin Xuan, making a faint roar of tigers.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, put away the contempt in his heart, and said, "I wonder what kind of weapons you are good at?"

At this time, Lin Xuan's sword was still in Si Yin's hand, so it was normal for him to ask this question.

Since he is a sword master, his skills will be greatly reduced without the sword.

Although the young man was young, he was not stupid. He snorted coldly: "Don't bother me. I can teach you how to be a human being with just a pair of fists!"

After saying that, the black tiger took out the heart and went straight to Lin Xuan's chest.

Although the move is simple, this young general uses it with astonishing power. A pair of iron fists vaguely reveal the afterimage of a tiger's head, which is actually the state of energy transformed into form.

The sword has the heart of the sword, and the fist has the intention of the fist.

The sword heart allows the wielder to resonate with the sword, move the sword at will, and fly with the sword without the need for mana.

Watching Lin Xuan dance with his sword, he probably didn't understand the sword's heart.

The fist intention can use the boxer's secret energy to generate by itself, and the energy can be transformed into a shape to increase the offensive power and protect the master on its own.

With such a sharp weapon for close combat, this young general may have a bright future in the military camp.

Jin Yan looked at the spiritual power surging around him, and knew that although his spiritual power talent was not as good as hers, Long Xiu, Xiang Tian and others, he was still quite good. He understood the meaning of the fist at a young age, and his character was quite good. Very useful.

No wonder his brother was so nervous.

Such geniuses are usually as protective as eyeballs, so they are afraid that something unexpected might happen if he tries too hard.

Lin Xuan was also a good judge of things. When he saw the tiger shape, his expression changed, and he used his outstanding Qinggong and body skills to take a few steps to a high place, hoping to avoid the attack.

But he didn't expect that the young general's fists missed and hit the ground directly. When the high platform was smashed and sawdust flew everywhere, a tiger roar brought the tiger-shaped energy and flew straight into the sky under the impact.

Lin Xuan moved left and right like falling leaves, and his Qinggong and body techniques seemed to be used to the state of transformation.

The tiger-shaped energy showed no sign of weakness, and as the young general's eyes clenched his target, his momentum was like a rainbow.

Seeing that he could not escape, Lin Xuan had no choice but to flick his sleeves and a puppet suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the energy. In an instant, it was shot through the core and fell to the ground.

Because of the monopoly on formations, the fighting styles of wild cultivators who have never been to Longyin Peak are completely different from those of Longyin Peak monks.

Basically, Ye Xiu has practiced martial arts since childhood and possesses unique skills. The puppets are more of a support and human shield.

The Longyin Peak monks rely on puppets to fight, and their own combat power will not begin to improve until they reach the second level of heaven.

The monks at the first level only have higher physical fitness than ordinary people. Except for Yan Bufan, who happens to have a family background, most of the disciples at Longyin Peak have no martial arts at the first level.

The same goes for lifespan.

During the first level of heaven, due to the practice of physical fitness, the life span of monks is longer than that of ordinary people, and they can usually live for about three hundred years.

There will be a leap in lifespan at the beginning of the second heaven, directly rising to a thousand years. Most elders like Master Yan have hundreds of years of cultivation.

The retired elders in the Valley of Elders live longer.

The two people fighting at this time were both wild cultivators, no taller than a celestial being, and physically fragile. Lin Xuan used a puppet to block them to avoid injury. This was an ordinary move, but he was laughed at mercilessly by the young general.

"I thought you were a great person who dared to commit suicide. But you are just a rat who used a puppet to die for you!"

Lin Xuan's face turned red visibly.

Looking at his previous behavior, we can tell that this person is quite arrogant. At this time, it is understandable that he lost because he had no sword in his hand. However, he was ridiculed by this young boy as a rat. Jin Yan guessed that he was resentful in his heart. More than ashamed.

Fortunately, the young man stopped when he saw the good news, instead of adding insult to injury, he turned around and wanted to step down.

But sudden changes occurred.

"careful!"

"younger brother!"

"It's too much!"

"Be bold!"

Amidst the unanimous exclamations, Lin Xuan drew out the soft sword from his waist and pierced the young general's back with his sword. The energy of transformation disappeared in a flash, and the young general fell to the ground in pain, his life or death uncertain.

The wine cup in the prince's hand hit the ground and shattered into pieces.

The figure of Tudou flashed next to Jinyan, but Si Yin held her down with one hand.

Si Yin flicked the wine cup with his fingers, and "the silver bottle broke and water slurry burst out." Then he saw the fine wine in the wine cup turned into a trace of green light and went straight to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's sleeves and robe were swinging, and several puppets faced the light thread.

I saw the green light flowing into a deserted place, penetrating through the chests of the puppet and Lin Xuan, drawing an arc, and getting into the brow of the dance group leader standing aside.

"Plop", with a soft sound of water splashing, Lin Xuan and his puppet, the leader of the dance troupe, turned into a pool of clear water, seeped into the ground, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

There was no movement in the huge courtyard except for the general's wail calling for his younger brother.