Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

The two young men stood opposite each other. Xue Yuan attracted everyone's attention, and Han Ziyao was just a supporting role.

His face was so beautiful, his fair skin was almost transparent under the sunlight, and his blue veins were clearly visible.

Han Ziyao certainly knew that he could not compare to Xue Yuan in appearance. This pretty boy, with his good-looking face, had deceived his sister's heart.

He had never seen his sister being so nice to someone, and in the end he was just jealous.

Han Ziyao wanted to see whether Xue Yuan's cultivation and physical skills were as enviable as his appearance.

The sword drew a bright arc in the air and slashed towards Xue Yuan. Xue Yuan waved his arms and released thick ghost energy, forming a huge ghost energy shield to block Han Ziyao's attack.

"What kind of spiritual energy is this? I have never seen it before." Han Ziyao looked at the light gray spiritual energy. Could it be that Xue Yuan was cultivating a rare spiritual energy attribute?

Xue Yuan did not answer. He controlled the ghost energy to form a sword and slashed towards Han Ziyao.

"You country bumpkin know nothing. You should go out more often. Don't just stare at the sky above your head like a frog in the well." Qing Si sneered.

Han Ziyao has never won any verbal battle with Qing Si. He can only be scolded. He should just shut up.

Han Ziyao waved the sword in his hand to resist the ghost energy. He underestimated the light gray spiritual energy. It climbed up the sword and even corroded the spiritual energy on the sword.

"Your spiritual energy is eating my sword!" Han Ziyao was shocked. He wondered if his sword would be destroyed.

He kept waving, and the light grey aura gradually dissipated. It was so terrifying. Xue Yuan's future was limitless.

Xue Yuan can control the ghost energy to attack and defend at will. How should I describe this feeling? It is that he can kill Han Ziyao easily.

He could control the ghost energy to first corrode Han Ziyao's sword, and then gradually climb up to the hand holding the sword, and then further use the ghost energy to devour Han Ziyao's inner aura and body.

Xue Yuan no longer wanted to fight Han Ziyao. This guy was too weak. "No more fighting. You're still a little short."

"I'm almost there? I haven't yet fully demonstrated my strength. Xue Yuan, just wait and see." Han Ziyao was furious. Xue Yuan was saying that he was weak and not worthy of fighting him.

Han Ziyao held the sword, and each swing was carefully calculated. His movements were light and quick, aiming to find Xue Yuan's weakness.

Xue Yuan saw that Han Ziyao was unyielding and knew that he would not admit defeat until he was completely defeated.

He transformed his ghost energy into twelve sharp swords, which flew straight towards Han Ziyao. The latter kept dodging, but was still cut by two of the swords.

Just when Han Ziyao's giant sword was about to counterattack, another twelve sharp swords came towards him and directly pinned him on the tree trunk behind him.

Hearing the laughter around him, Han Ziyao lowered his head. He lost.

Xue Yuan was bored, he didn't know his limits yet and Han Ziyao was no match for him.

"You are very skilled in the use of ghost energy, but you can be more refined." Xuan Qingli gave pertinent advice.

He felt that Xue Yuan's ghost energy seemed to be his innate power, which was very different from the descriptions of some ghost cultivators in books. They would be tortured before subduing the ghost energy.

Judging from Xue Yuan's appearance, it is obvious that the ghost energy is closer to him. He is worthy of being a person with the most yin nature and a natural leader of ghost energy.

When the Han family's guards and maids saw their young master nailed to the tree, they hurried over to comfort him and put him down, but Han Ziyao said nothing.

Chu Yan had already bought a horse and was waiting to catch up with Xuan Qingli and Xue Yuan when they left. She knew in her heart that they would not take her with them.

She also saw the battle between Xue Yuan and Han Ziyao. Xue Yuan was really strong. It was amazing that he had such strength at the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Chu Yan became more determined to get close to Xue Yuan, which was a great help.

She was already fantasizing that with Xue Yuan's deliberate matchmaking, Xuan Qingli also changed his opinion of her and gradually discovered her beauty. Hahaha, Chu Yan accidentally laughed out loud.

Chu Yan was standing outside the gate of Linmiao City on horseback, and there were many people around watching the fun.

"This young master is too strong. I guess I am no match for him."

"It's obvious that he is a good talent from a big sect. His skills and techniques are very smooth and neat."

"I don't know which sect it is. Could it be the Yiyang Sect? The people in the Fulong Sect are all tall and strong, not this handsome."

Everyone was talking about it, but Uncle Hu and his group had really hit a wall. Their City Lord Zhu had already said that it had nothing to do with these people, so why were they still pestering them? They were just asking for a fight.

"Thank you Wu Niang, let's end this quickly." Xuan Qingli could see that Uncle Hu wanted to delay time.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they should leave first to avoid ruining everyone's mood.

Xie Wuniang was just in high spirits, but since the Buddhist had spoken, she didn't dare to act rashly and had to obey obediently, "Old man, I don't want to play with you anymore."

The black silver hammer became huge, and Xie Wuniang jumped up and pressed straight towards Uncle Hu. Uncle Hu used his axe to resist the damage, and his axe was already full of cracks.

Finally, Grandpa Hu was pinned under the earth and couldn't move. When he heard the girl say she didn't want to play with him, he realized that she was just teasing him and hadn't used her full strength yet.

"Puff." Uncle Hu spat out a mouthful of blood. It was unknown whether he was angry or seriously injured.

"I just hit him lightly with the hammer. The old man is too weak and he is not dead yet. I didn't kill anyone." Xie Wuniang hurriedly explained that she didn't kill anyone. They were just sparring with each other.

"We know, come back soon, we're leaving." Hong Lu called Xie Wuniang back.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to leave once Uncle Hu's reinforcements arrived. They were going to watch the excitement of the martial arts competition and could not waste time on such trivial matters.

Qing Si cleared our breath, got in the carriage and drove away.

Uncle Hu, who was standing behind the carriage, looked at them with wide eyes. "Follow them, you guys. Don't lose track of them."

The three guards with the best cultivation and physical skills responded and left. This journey was life or death uncertain, and they were determined to die.

When Chu Yan saw this, he quickly rode his horse to catch up with them, because he couldn’t lose them.

Xue Yuan, she is here.

"Your Highness, do you want to get rid of the follower behind you?"

"No, just let them follow."

We rode quickly on horseback, heading towards Xuanwu City of Xuanwu Kingdom. It would probably take us half a month to complete the journey.

This made things difficult for the guards following us. They didn't rest and had to follow us all the way, for fear that they would lose us and would not be able to explain.

Chu Yan was also suffering. The horse she bought was of average quality and could not even catch up with Xuan Qingli's carriage in speed.

She didn't dare to stop for a moment and chased after him with all her might, even if it meant she couldn't catch up anymore!