Chapter 128 Youth Song 10
Sikong Changfeng suddenly jumped up from the ground, picked up the spear, and ran to Ling Xi.

He grabbed her and wailed, "Little Ancestor, why are you here? Is this a place you can come to? Who brought you here?"

Zhao. Dog. Yuzhen who has never been seen: (￢_￢)
Half an incense stick later, Ling Xi and Zhao Yuzhen sat opposite a few people.

The three people opposite stared at the two of them with embarrassed eyes.

Zhao Yuzhen's body tensed up, but there was nothing he could do. The looks from these people seemed to see through him.

Ling Xi smiled calmly and said to everyone, "Uncle Sikong, Uncle Xie Xuan, Sister Hanyi, long time no see."

Sikong Changfeng is the Suzaku Envoy, Xie Xuan is one of the Eight Young Masters of Beili, and Li Hanyi is the daughter of Ling Xi's godfather Lei Mengsha. They are all very familiar with her father. Therefore, Ling Xi can be said to have grown up in their care. Although they have not met many times, they have a good relationship.

Sikong Changfeng: “.”

Xie Xuan: “.”

Li Hanyi: “.”

Xie Xuan sighed deeply, and said solemnly: "Little Princess, why are you here?"

Ling Xi blinked and said, "Come and help."

Li Hanyi asked worriedly, "How can you help?"

As she spoke, she glared fiercely at Zhao Yuzhen beside her, holding the Iron Horse and Ice River in her hand, with a cold look in her eyes.

Zhao Yuzhen waved her hands, looking innocent.

It wasn't his intention to come here, although he was also very excited.

Ling Xi touched the peach wood sword in his hand, raised the sword and swung it to the side. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy arrived and the tree on the side fell down.

Ling Xi smiled and said, "Uncle Sikong, Sister Hanyi, can I stay now?"

Xie Xuan blurted out: "Freedom Realm?"

Sikong Changfeng: “!!!”

Li Hanyi: “!!!”

The three of them simultaneously looked at Ling Xi, as if they were looking at something weird.
Xie Xuan swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Little Princess, I remember that you have been practicing for less than a year, right?"

Ling Xi smiled and nodded, "Yes."

What kind of monster is this? This is the unanimous thought in the minds of the three people at this moment.

Zhao Yuzhen was listening to their words and laughing so hard that her body was shaking. Finally, not only the people in Wangcheng Mountain were frightened by the junior sister, but there were also people who could understand their feelings.

Zhao Yuzhen smiled and coughed lightly, saying, "When Junior Sister entered the Dao, she was in the Vajra Ordinary Realm. After nearly a year, she has entered the Free Land Realm."

Sikong Changfeng exclaimed: "Once you enter the Dao, you will be in the Vajra Ordinary Realm?"

He turned to look at Ling Xi, "Little Ancestor, are you lying to me?"

Ling Xi blinked innocently: "Although I entered the Dao after becoming a disciple, I had read countless martial arts secret manuals in the palace and Bai Xiao Tang before. I practiced those things in my mind thousands of times, so I naturally learned them after entering the Dao."

Sikong Changfeng: “.”

Why does this route sound so familiar?
Sikong Changfeng saw the elegant scholar standing beside him and understood.

Oh, isn’t this the second scholar?
It turns out that scholars are not the only weirdos in this world.

Xie Xuan had never thought that this would be the reason.

He studied for twenty years, and once he picked up a sword, he became a sword master.

Ling Xi studied for two or three years, and once he entered the Tao, he reached the Vajra realm, which is above the ninth level.

"Besides, I still have a senior brother. My two uncles and my sister don't have to worry."

Ling Xi pointed at Zhao Yuzhen beside him. Sikong Changfeng looked at the Taoist priest beside Ling Xi, who had a fairy-like aura, clear eyes, and a peach wood sword in his hand, and a guess emerged in his mind.

"Are you Zhao Yuzhen?" he asked.

Zhao Yuzhen pinched her fingers and saluted, "Not bad."

Sikong Changfeng: "Aren't you unable to go down the mountain?"

Zhao Yuzhen of Wangcheng Mountain was entrusted with a destiny and could not leave the mountain until he reached the realm of divine travel. This was something most people knew.

Zhao Yuzhen stared at Ling Xi and said, "Thanks to Junior Sister, now that Junior Sister is by my side, I can go down the mountain."

Sikong Changfeng was so frightened at once that he was unable to react.

Ling Xi comforted them and said, "Don't worry, I will protect myself. If I hadn't been prepared, I'm not a fool. I would come here to die knowing that it's dangerous."

Sikong Changfeng and the other two obviously understood Ling Xi's temper. Although Ling Xi was very young, the three knew that she was a thoughtful person, not much worse than an adult.

Sikong Changfeng warned: "Then you must be careful, don't let anything happen."

The little princess of Langya Palace, if anything happens, the Prince of Langya will go crazy.

Ling Xi curved her eyebrows and smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, uncle."

After the Guxu Formation was broken, everyone present confronted the people from the Demon Cult. Sikong Changfeng and his companions rested for a while, and then started fighting with the people from the Demon Cult who appeared again.

Ling Xi stood aside and observed carefully. Zhao Yuzhen never left her side.

The cultivation base of the members of the Demon Cult who appeared was not low, and the key was that there were many of them, and several of them were elders of the Demon Cult.

Even though there are many masters of Beili here, it is still difficult to deal with them.

Ling Xi watched for a while and found that they only injured but not killed, and couldn't help but curse them for being so kind.

Not only that, the entire martial arts sect is like this!

No wonder the Demon Cult fought more and more fiercely, and the people of Beili Jianghu suffered heavy casualties. It turned out that they were talking about morality here!

It's already this late and you're still trying to talk about morality with others. Are you stupid?

Ling Xi shouted loudly: "Uncle Sikong, Sister Hanyi, don't show mercy, kill them."

After saying this, Ling Xi sat down on the spot, pinched his fingers to form seals, and the power of Taoism floated around his body. Soon, a large formation in its original form appeared behind him, in black and white, shaped like Tai Chi.

Ling Xi turned his hand and shouted sternly: "Go."

The formation flew into the air and enveloped everyone. The emerald green power pouring out from it fell on the people who were fighting. Then everyone found that the internal energy they had just consumed seemed to have returned, and their injuries were healed.

However, it seems not so friendly to those in the evil cult.

As soon as they entered this formation, they felt that the power in their bodies was suppressed, and even had a tendency to gradually fade away.

An elder pointed at Ling Xi with a vicious look in his eyes and a hoarse voice: "It's that formation, kill that little girl quickly."

Afterwards, a group of disciples of the Demon Sect attacked Ling Xi.

At this time, Zhao Yuzhen's figure moved. He jumped up and flew into the air on his sword. The peach wood sword in his hand split into two, two into four, and turned into countless peach wood swords. Each sword carried an incomparable sharp sword energy, forming a sword formation in his hand.

"Infinite Sword Formation, rise."

The peach wood sword was as fast as an afterimage. In the instant it fell, it had already harvested the lives of a large number of disciples of the Demon Sect.

The strong smell of blood made both Zhao Yuzhen and Ling Xi feel uncomfortable.

This was the first time Zhao Yuzhen killed someone. He didn't like killing people, but he and his junior sister had traveled all the way. Wherever these evil cults passed, there was smoke everywhere, the people were displaced, and rivers of blood flowed.

These evil cult members never care about the people and kill anyone they see, so they must die.