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"Wait here for a while, this seat will personally go to Misty Peak to supplement the spirit stone."

Yan Chu directly learned the Shenxing Royal Sword Art, and a lump in his heart was considered past.

As a cultivator, he doesn't know how to fly with swords. How shameful to say it?

Although Yan Chu's realm is only in the Qi Gathering Realm, his number of true essences can already be compared to the mid-level of the Hua Dan realm. After learning the Shenxing Royal Sword Art, the flying of the sword is not a problem.

Everyone nodded and looked at Yan Chu, wanting to see what the immortal was like using the sword technique.

Yan Chu stretched out his hand, and countless rays of light in his body converged into a fairy sword, emitting an ink-colored light.

"Shen Xing Yu Jian Jue, go!"

Yan Chu said something in his mouth, and threw the ink shadow sword out, and the ink shadow sword flew in the air, floating in front of Yan Chu.

It's not difficult!

Yan Chu smiled and jumped onto the ink shadow sword, and then gave the order to fly.

call out--

Everyone only felt that a gust of wind had blown, and Yan Chu had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Good, so fast!"

"As expected to be the head, the speed of Yujian is so fast, at this speed, you can go back and forth to Yongan City in a moment!"

"Sure enough, we were right, the head is the fastest man in the world!"

The disciples were surprised and talked a lot.

But at this moment, everyone heard Yan Chu's voice: "Oh...who will help this seat?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked down.

I saw that Yan Chu did not leave the Yujian at all, but at the moment the Ink Shadow Sword rushed out, he fell from the flying sword into the grass below...

Mu Xuzong hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Chu: "Master Yan, are you okay?"

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, in order to train your xinxing, I haven't used a sword for a long time, it's a bit strange."

Yan Chu twisted his old waist and stood on the Ink Shadow Sword again: "I won't make a mistake this time!"

"President Yan, take your time!" Mu Xu Zong said with a smile.

Yan Chu glared at Mu Xu Zong.

Old man, how dare you laugh at me!

"Qing Qian, the lord of Mucheng asked me to go to Tianxianglou..."

"what?!"

Mu Xuzong's expression changed: "I don't! I am not! He lied! Daughter, listen to your father to explain!"

Looking at Mu Xu Zong who was once again sanctioned by Mu Qingqian, Yan Chu showed a devilish smile.

"Shen Xing Yu Jian Jue, go!"

Yan Chu once again launched the Shenxing Royal Sword Art!

This time, he firmly stabilized his body and flew out with the ink shadow sword instantly!

Everyone only saw an afterimage rushing up into the sky, and then a heavenly magic glass armor fell.

"Good, so fast!"

"As expected to be the head, the speed of Yujian is so fast, at this speed, you can go back and forth to Yongan City in a moment!"

"Sure enough, we were right, the head is the fastest man in the world!"

Everyone just finished complimenting, a pair of pants unexpectedly fell from the sky.

"What's the situation?" Li Zeyang picked up his trousers and took a look, and said with a bewildered face: "Aren't these the master's pants?"

Haha!

A pair of white pants fell on Li Zeyang's face.

Li Zeyang took a deep breath: "It's the taste of the boss!"

...

call out--

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

In the sky of Xumi World, Yan Chu was standing on the Ink Shadow Sword, barely standing on the ink shadow sword, his whole person was almost torn apart by the wind!

This is too fast!!

The clothes on his body were ripped off by the wind the moment he rushed out!

"Slow down, slow down!"

Yan Chu tried his best to control the ink shadow sword and slowly slowed down.

"Finally controlled..."

Before he knew it, he passed by a certain fairy peak.

On Xianfeng, several female disciples are meditating.

As if perceiving something in the sky, the female disciples raised their heads in confusion.

"I rely on, no! The fame of this seat can't be ruined like this, hurry up!" Yan Chu roared.

call out--

"Senior Sister, did something rush past in the sky just now?"

"Is there? I didn't see it."

"Could it be that I read it wrong?"

"Perhaps Saipan is chasing the birds."

Yan Chu once again followed the Ink Shadow Sword Biaofei.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to the Mianfeng Peak!

On the Misty Peak, Li Yuanfang, Qiang Sen, and Shen Wen were standing by the teleportation formation, waiting for Yan Chu to come and deliver the spirit stone.

When Yan Chu saw the three of them, it was too late to stop Feijian or change direction!

Seeing the misty peaks getting closer and closer, Yan Chu suddenly had an idea!

"Saipan!! Open your mouth!"

Saipan, who was yawning and bored, suddenly heard Yan Chu's voice.

It instinctively exposed its body, opened its mouth, and in an instant something got into its stomach.

Saipan:???

"what's the situation?!"

Li Yuanfang and the three hurriedly stood up in shock.

Saipan looked strange and did not dare to close his mouth.

After a while, Yan Chu put on his clothes again and walked out of Saipan's belly.

so close!

The fame of this seat was almost ruined!

But these are not important.

What if Yuanfang and the others see this little Yan Chu, feel inferior, and then doubt their man's abilities?

If the female disciple sees it and raises the average level of men in her mind, will it be unhappy in the future??

As the head, Yan Chu feels that it is necessary for him to pay attention to the physical and mental health of his disciples, and that they must be fully developed in terms of moral, intellectual, physical and beauty.

"Head, you are finally back!!"

When the three of Li Yuanfang saw Yan Chu, they were so excited that they couldn't help but shed tears.

Yan Chu said in amazement: "I can't see that you have such a deep feeling for this seat. It's just a week since you left. You are so excited."

Li Yuanfang cried and said:

"Master, the day after you left, the spirit stones of the teleportation formation were exhausted. The three of our brothers were trapped on the misty peak and couldn't go home! The clothes on you have not been changed for a week. It's getting moldy!"

Yan Chu: "..."

Since everyone discovered that the mountain gate had a convenient teleportation array, they gathered all the horses sent by Li Fugui to a fairy mountain.

So if Li Yuanfang, who doesn’t know how to swordsmanship, wants to return to Yanyang Peak, they have to walk more than 300 miles...

Thinking about it this way, three people are indeed suffering.

Yan Chu pinched his nose, added the spirit stone to the teleportation formation, and said quickly:

"The three of you go back to wash up as soon as possible, and by the way inform the other brothers and sisters, so that everyone can gather at the Mengmen Peak, and welcome new disciples to get started!"

"New disciple!"

When Li Yuanfang heard this, his eyes flashed green, and he asked Yan Chu: "Head, how many young disciples have you recruited this time?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Yan Chu gave Li Yuanfang a white glance.

"Of course it does matter!" Li Yuanfang said with a smile, "A younger sister is here, we are all senior brothers!"

"You may have some misunderstandings about the word elder brother," Yan Chu said, "only those who are good-looking will be called elder brothers, and those who are ugly will be called a fellow at best."

Li Yuanfang: "..."