Young White Horse: Playing the role of the Sword God, shocking Li Changsheng

Ten days later.

Outside the southeast road, a landlord's mansion.

The sun shines into the spacious hall through the carved window lattices, and a few breezes blow gently, bringing a hint of summer coolness.

In the middle of the hall, a plump old man sat on a large mahogany chair, leisurely drinking fragrant tea.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a ruddy complexion, a plump figure, and gorgeous yet dignified clothes.

He held the blue and white porcelain teacup in one hand, and gently patted his round belly with the other hand, letting out a satisfied laugh:"Haha, what a good tea, good tea!"

His greasy look made him look particularly comfortable. Beside him stood a young maid, smiling sweetly, her eyes full of respect.

Mr. Wang took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes slightly, as if enjoying this rare leisure time.

"Cui'er, come here and massage the master's feet."As Wang Yuanwai said this, he put the teacup back on the table and stretched himself. Upon hearing the order, the maid Cui'er immediately stepped forward, squatted gently, and skillfully massaged Wang Yuanwai 's feet.

���While pinching, she said in a delicate voice:"Master, your current cultivation realm has reached the realm of freedom. I am afraid there is no rival in this area of 100 miles."

Hearing this, Wang Yuanwai showed a proud look on his face, and laughed even more heartily:"Hahaha, that's right! I can have what I have today, all thanks to my diligent practice!"

Wang Yuanwai said, and patted his big belly again, his face full of pride and satisfaction.

Seeing this, Cui'er quickly agreed:"Master is wise and powerful, and he will surely live a hundred years and enjoy wealth and glory."

Wang Yuanwai was even more satisfied when he heard this, and laughed with his head up:"Hahaha, well said, well said! Cui'er, you girl, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter!"

Cui'er smiled slightly and continued to pinch Wang Yuanwai's feet with her heart.

The next second.

Lin Xuan came in a white dress and appeared in front of Wang Yuanwai.

Wang Yuanwai was startled by this sudden figure, and the teacup almost slipped from his hand.

He stood up suddenly, glared at Lin Xuan in front of him, and asked loudly:"Where did you come from? You are so quiet, who are you trying to scare to death?"

Wang Yuanwai's face flushed, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He was obviously frightened.

His fat body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of anger and panic.

He pointed at Lin Xuan, his lips trembling with anger, and he was angry.

Lin Xuan, however, had an indifferent expression and his eyes were as cold as frost.

He slowly raised his fingers and gently grasped the scabbard. His movements were elegant and full of majesty, like a tiger ready to attack at any time.

He whispered:"Wang Delin, who has done many evil things in his life, robbed women, and enclosed land for self-importance, deserves to be killed!"

When Wang Yuanwai heard this, he was stunned at first, and then showed a disdainful smile.

A hint of arrogance and complacency appeared on his fat face.

It was as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

He puffed out his belly and said arrogantly:"Hahaha, who do you think you are? The court can't control me, so what right do you have?"

Wang Yuanwai waved his hand suddenly and shouted to the outside of the door:"Someone! Catch this madman for me!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen guards swarmed in from outside the door. Each of them looked ferocious, holding a big knife with a cold glow, and rushed towards Lin Xuan aggressively.

The sound of armor colliding echoed in the hall, they were like a group of ferocious beasts.

Lin Xuan still had a blank expression on his face, and the long sword in his hand was ready to go. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at the oncoming guards.

Just when the guards were about to get close, his sword was unsheathed.

""Swish!"

A flash of cold light flashed by like lightning, so fast that it was dazzling, as if it had cut through the sky in an instant.

Lin Xuan's sword light left a silver arc in the air, cold and deadly.

""Clang!"

Instantly, the movements of more than a dozen guards came to a sudden stop.

After a moment, a thin line of blood appeared on their necks, and the blood spread like red silk threads. The guards widened their eyes, and before they seemed to react to what happened, they fell to the ground powerlessly, making a dull thud. The whole process took only a moment, and the hall was already dead silent.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanwai's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were full of astonishment and horror.

He didn't see how Lin Xuan drew his sword at all, he only felt a flash before his eyes, and all his guards fell down. His legs began to tremble involuntarily, and a deep fear surged in his heart.

"you……"Wang's voice was trembling, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, trying to give in to protect himself.

He forced a smile and said slowly:"My hero, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding.……"

As he spoke, his hand quietly reached for his waist, where a sharp dagger was hidden.

""Bang!"

The next second, he suddenly jumped up, and the dagger in his hand, with a fierce murderous aura, stabbed straight into Lin Xuan's chest, his movements were extremely swift.

""Buzz!"

At the moment when Wang Yuanwai jumped up, Lin Xuan's sword was unsheathed again, with a flash of cold light, as fast as lightning.

Wang Yuanwai's figure suddenly stagnated in the air, his murderous expression froze on his face, and blood gushed out of his chest.

His body fell weakly, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief and fear.

His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The hall fell into silence again, only Lin Xuan's figure stood there like a cold shadow.

The long sword returned to the sheath.

At this moment.

In his mind, the familiar mechanical sound rang

"Congratulations to the host for killing a powerful person in the Free Earth Realm. Ximen Chuixue's role-playing progress has increased by 0.2%！"

Hearing this voice, Lin Xuan felt helpless.

This is... also a self-reliant realm.

How come he only improved his acting progress by 2%?

Alas!

It seems that it is exactly as he expected.

As the acting progress gets higher and higher, the difficulty of improvement also increases.

Helplessly,

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly and left the palace directly, leaving only a cold figure.

The maids behind him stood there blankly with horror on their faces.

Looking at this shocking scene , they trembled all over.

After Lin Xuan left the palace, he planned to leave Chaisang City.

He headed towards Jianlin.

On the way, he eliminated evil for the people and challenged many masters.

But...

along the way, except for a few minions, where can there be so many masters? Five full days passed, and in the end, he only improved his progress by 5%.

At present, Ximen Chuxue's acting progress has barely reached 53%.

It seems.

Ordinary masters of the Free Land Realm and masters who have just entered the Fuyao Realm are no longer of much use in improving progress.

If you want to truly improve your role-playing progress, you must challenge more powerful masters to achieve it.

After thinking about it, Lin Xuan looked in the direction of the Sword Forest.

Sword Forest!

Sword Masters from all over the world? I hope.

There will be some surprises!

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