Ding! Would you like to use the Double Blade Aura Card?
Use!
After using the Double Sword Aura Card, a cold light was released from the black sword and flowed beside Li Xian.
Li Xian couldn't help but sigh at the cultivation of this Black White Profound Jian.
Not only was he a sword technique divine art, but he was also an inner force master. He was a top expert who cultivated both internal and external techniques.
His sword had already fused with his entire body, achieving the state of being one with the sword.
The Sword Aura had been permanently doubled, doubling Black Sword's Sword Aura and the strength in Li Xian's body.
Li Xian gripped his sword tightly, his eyes glaring at the lake in front of him.
He seemed to see a hundred-meter-long giant blade splitting the entire lake in half.
The eerie sword Qi was like the fire of hell.
Wherever the blade passed, raging flames burned everything.
There was only shock in Li Xian's heart.
With such a terrifying sword energy, it was no wonder that the young Wei Zhuang and Ge Nie were almost unable to defeat Xuan Jian when they worked together.
Li Xian thought that if Xuan Jian's white sword was still in his hands at the Wei Manor, would Wei Manor and Ge Nie have won?
Li Xian sneered. His eyes were as low as a falcon's, emitting a cold light.
"Now that the Sword Qi has doubled, I wonder how badly Wei Zhuang and Ge Nia will be beaten!”
Speaking of this, Li Xian was very excited.
Li Xian looked at Xuan Jian under his feet and muttered: "No matter what, you're a sword hero of your generation. Now that I've signed in on your corpse, it's only natural for me to find a place to bury you.”
Where should he find? After Li Xian thought about it, he recalled what Xuan Jian said before he died. He wanted to see his deceased wife, Wei Xianxian.
In that case, he would be buried at the place where Wei Xianxian died.
Li Xian carried Xuan Jian's corpse and walked towards Wei Village step by step.
The lake where his wife died was right next to the Wei Manor.
Even though Xuan Jian's figure looked thin on the surface, his height was at least 1.8 meters and his weight wasn't small.
Li Xian thought it would be very strenuous, but when he lifted it up, he found it was very easy.
"Is it because he has strength?" Li Xian smiled.”
When he passed by the Wei Residence, Li Xian saw people coming and going in the Wei Residence and began to organize everything in the Wei Residence.
The corpses lying on the ground, some were charred, some had their limbs cut off by Xuan Jian, dead without a complete corpse.
Wei Yong was guilty, but the commoners of the Wei Village were innocent.
However, Wei Yong didn't die, and more than half of the Wei Family's people were either dead or injured.
In the end, all of this was because Wei Yong was Sikong One of the Wei Kingdom. He had a high position and was a strong person, while the people of the Wei Village were weak.
The weak were destined to be bullied by the strong.
The weak could not control their own fate.
After transmigrating for a month, Li Xian had witnessed the cruelty of Great Qin's era.
Between the various countries, there were open and secret struggles, power disputes, and endless wars.
When Li Xian first arrived, he had been hiding all the way and did not dare to show his face in front of others.
This was because this world was filled with slaughter. If one was not careful, one would become a soul under the sword of those experts.
At this moment, Li Xian's steps were firm because he was no longer the weakling.
Cough, cough, cough!
At this moment, a black figure flew past Li Xian's back. It was very fast, like a black ghost.
Li Xian had already noticed it. He sneered and said,"Pretending to be mysterious!"
A streak of Sword Qi came from behind Li Xian. The Sword Qi was like a sharp sword, charging towards him.
Clang!
Li Xian's black sword had not been unsheathed. He raised the hilt and gently shook it to dissolve the sharp edge of the sword Qi. It was clean and neat.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The figure landed on Li Xian's path.
It was a masked swordsman in black who was holding a longsword.
A powerful sword Qi was floating around the swordsman. This sword Qi was not ordinary.
The sound of treading on leaves came from behind Li Xian.
"This kind of qinggong is too clumsy."”
There were quite a number of people in this group.
Li Xian knew that these people did not come for him, but for the Xuan Jian that he carried on his shoulder.
In that case, these people were from the Network.
The net would not give up on a Heaven Grade first-class assassin like Xuan Jian. Even if they had to die, they had to obtain Xuan Jian's corpse.
According to the strength of the network, they could even make use of the dead to the extreme and even revive them.
Moreover, according to what Wang Net thought, if Xuan Jian died, then those two black and white swords must return to Wang Net's hands.
They could create the next generation of Black White Profound Clippers.
The masked swordsman in black standing in front of Li Xian folded his arms in front of his chest and looked at Li Xian coldly and contemptuously.
"Do you know who you are carrying?”
the black-robed swordsman said.
"So what if I know? So what if I don't?" Li Xian said.”
After hearing this, the black-robed swordsman's eyes released a murderous aura.
His killing intent was a warning and a reminder.
He was warning his enemies that there would be no good consequences if they went against him.
He reminded his teammates that he was about to go up.
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