I can assign tasks to the heroine as the villain through the book

Chapter 174 This Yang Xuan is simply a sheep in the mouth of a tiger!

At the end of the ceremony, the crowd gradually retreated from the sword watching platform and returned to the previous hall, drinking and having fun.

More people came forward to congratulate Yang Xuan.

He Changfeng on the side also raised his wine glass.

"Congratulations, Brother Yang."

"Thank you brother He."

Yang Xuan responded with a smile.

While drinking, his eyes fell on the ring on He Changfeng's fingertip.

It was not the first time he saw He Changfeng calling out the Dragon Yuan Sword, so he was very interested in this sword.

Sensing the other party's gaze, He Changfeng immediately understood, and took off the ring directly.

"If Brother Yang is interested, you can try it yourself."

"Then respect is worse than obedience!"

As a disciple of the ancient sword sect, Yang Xuan was almost obsessed with sword weapons, how could he refuse such a thing, and quickly took the ring.

But what made him a little strange was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't arouse Long Yuanjian's response, as if even his natural sword intent had failed.

It wasn't until the spiritual power was poured in that the ring finally flashed a dazzling white light.

The next moment, a simple and unpretentious long sword appeared in Yang Xuan's hand.

Looking at Long Yuanjian, Yang Xuan's eyes were fixed.

The long sword was held in his hand, and it obviously didn't have the sharp aura in He Changfeng's hand.

When He Changfeng made a move, he speculated from the aura emanating from the Longyuan Sword that this long sword was at least a treasure weapon.

But at this moment, he feels that this long sword is at most an ordinary spiritual weapon.

"It's kind of weird."

Yang Xuan was full of confusion, and danced a few times casually, but he really couldn't mobilize all the power.

He sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to return the Longyuan Sword to He Changfeng.

Unexpectedly, just as Long Yuanjian entered He Changfeng's hand, a breath of harmony overflowed.

Under the breath, an undercurrent surged.

The keen perception of the sword made Yang Xuan's pupils tremble slightly.

In the hands of the two of them, the Dragon Origin Sword unexpectedly showed a different appearance.

After returning to He Changfeng's hands, that sharp and sharp power erupted again.

But with He Changfeng's mind moving, Long Yuanjian turned into a simple ring and put it on his hand.

"A sword really deserves a hero."

Yang Xuan smiled helplessly.

"Brother Yang also has a sword? It may not be worse than mine."

When He Changfeng's voice came, Yang Xuan couldn't help but smile.

Immediately afterwards, he paused in his heart, looked at He Changfeng, and then suggested: "Brother He, I happened to get this sword today, why don't we go to my residence and talk about it later, how about we cook wine and talk?"

Xiao Wanyun at the side couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this.

[This Yang Xuan is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, can't you see that this He Changfeng is not a good thing? 】

"Okay, that's exactly what it means."

He Changfeng really didn't hesitate at all, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, come to He He, drink!"

"drink wine!"

If the two meet each other and hate it too late, they have a good time talking and drinking.

When the hall was busy, the two quietly left and rushed to Wujianfeng.

Guang Le and Lei Yong just watched, they knew that Yang Xuan and He Changfeng were the closest.

If there is really no way to establish a good relationship with He Changfeng, they can only think of other ways.

As for Chi Shuwen, with a calm face, he didn't have as many thoughts as the two of them.

Xiao Wanyun originally wanted to follow, but was stopped by He Changfeng, so he had no choice but to wait in the main hall.

With Yang Xuan leading the way, the road was unimpeded, and no one blocked them, and the two arrived at Wujianfeng smoothly.

The highest mountain peak is the residence of the sect master.

Towering into the sky, like a long sword inserted upside down into the ground, vigorous and straight!

On the top of the mountain, there is an attic around the mountain.

The sect master has many disciples, but Yang Xuan is the most favored, so Yang Xuan's residence is also closest to the hall on the top of the mountain.

Inside the main hall, a majestic and majestic aura fluctuated faintly, and it was obvious that the sect master was watching their every move.

When they came to Yang Xuan's attic, two maids stepped forward at the door.

"Brother!"

"Go, warm up the wine, today I want to stay drunk with brother He."

The two maids left in a hurry, Yang Xuan grabbed He Changfeng's wrist and led him to the depths of the attic.

However, for all the inner disciples of the ancient sword sect who have independent residences, there must be an open space for sword practice in the courtyard.

The open space in Yang Xuan's attic is not small, paved with bluestone bricks, and exotic flowers and plants are planted on both sides.

The area is vast, let alone two people, even if four people discuss swords, they will not be restricted.

"It's an honor for my new sword to have brother He discuss the Dao with me!"

Yang Xuan retreated a few steps back, distanced himself from He Changfeng, then slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword behind him, and then drew it out.

The long sword was unsheathed, and there was a buzzing sound, as if there was a sharp sword energy cutting the air continuously, and the sound of breaking the wind came out.

Before Yang Xuan could make a move, he saw the sword light flickering, full of chills!

"Brother Yang, please give me some advice."

He Changfeng smiled slightly, and with a thought, the Longyuan Sword appeared in his hand.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were a little more dignified.

The next moment, a dazzling sword energy burst out.

Yang Xuan is like an ancient bell, usually heavy and restrained, but once he makes a move, it will be a blockbuster and resound throughout the world!

He knew that there was a certain strength gap between himself and He Changfeng.

So if you want to win, it is impossible to keep your hands!

The magical power of the sword is directly cast.

Countless sword energy filled He Changfeng's sight.

Under this overwhelming sword energy, He Changfeng felt that he had nowhere to retreat.

"Worthy of coming from the Sword Dao sect."

He Changfeng nodded secretly, showing a little more interest in Yang Xuan.

"Wandao Immortal Sword Art!"

He Changfeng thought to himself.

As swift as thunder, and as violent as flames, the sword energy came out.

With a destructive momentum, it swept towards Yang Xuan.

All the sword energy Yang Xuan pierced was annihilated between the heaven and the earth at this moment.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xuan's face changed slightly, and he retreated again and again, trying his best to resist the blow.

But He Changfeng's swordsmanship was too violent. After he was broken, it would be difficult for him to use his second sword to resist the attack.

The dazzling sword light filled Yang Xuan's vision, his pupils shrank sharply, and his body froze in place.

A tingling sensation came from the neck.

Taking a closer look, He Changfeng's sword was only half an inch away from his neck.

If he took another step forward, the long sword would penetrate his neck and seal his throat with one sword!

A strand of blood dripped from Yang Xuan's neck, and the coolness quickly passed over his chest.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the atmosphere became a little tense.

There was no emotion in He Changfeng's eyes, and it seemed that he might take his life at any time.

"Come again."

But suddenly, He Changfeng smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and stepped back.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing He Changfeng's reaction just now, he thought that the other party was really going to kill him.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn't help smiling.

"How can I speculate on Brother He like this, Brother He is a gentleman, how could he resort to such despicable means."

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on the front of his neck. When he raised his hand again, there was already a lot of blood on his fingertips.

"Brother He is really different from ordinary people, I admire him!"

Yang Xuan exclaimed.

"No, I just work harder than others."

He Changfeng responded politely.

Hearing these words, Yang Xuan immediately admired He Changfeng even more.

Be humble and courteous.

Even as a man like him, he has a good impression of Du He Changfeng.

He wished he could become brothers of the opposite sex with He Changfeng immediately.

The two put on a posture and shot again.

At the same time, the mountain hall.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun He, the master of the ancient sword gate!

In fact, at that moment just now, he couldn't help but want to make a move.

How could he not be in a hurry when his lover's life and death depended on someone else's thought.

Fortunately, He Changfeng stopped in the end.

"He Changfeng..."

Sun He frowned, and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall.

Here, there is no need to cover it with spiritual consciousness, and the eyes can clearly see the scene in Yang Xuanyuan.

The two were talking about the Dao, but he could tell at a glance that the gap between Yang Xuan and He Changfeng was too great.

As long as He Changfeng thinks about it, he can break the spell with a sword at any time and take Yang Xuan's life directly.

But the opponent deliberately suppressed his cultivation, obviously to make Yang Xuan get used to the new sword.

"I didn't expect such a humble and polite genius to emerge from the Qingyun Sect. It's really a formidable young man!"

Sun He stroked his beard lightly, watching He Changfeng's every move with sword-like eyes.

Fierce and violent, but restrained the aggression, for fear of hurting Yang Xuan.

"This kid is really good. If I can really get on good terms with Xuan'er, I can also take the opportunity to win Qing Yunzong over and completely break the three-party opposing relationship!"

Sun He nodded secretly, thinking so in his heart.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly rose into the sky from the depths of the hall.

Sun He turned his head and looked at the beam of white light with a strange look in his eyes. The next moment, he stepped into the air and swept towards the depths of the hall.

The two people who were discussing in the courtyard also noticed something was wrong, they stopped their hands at the same time, and looked towards the white light.

"what is that?"

He Changfeng couldn't help asking.

"That should be Master's Myriad Realm Bead."

"Myriad Boundary Beads?"

He Changfeng was a little puzzled, he had never heard of this thing.

"Brother He, wait for me first."

Yang Xuan left a sentence, then stepped on the flying sword and flew directly towards the hall.

Looking at the other person's figure, He Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He always felt that he might have some surprises.

"Son."

The maid's voice came suddenly.

"The wine has been warmed up, would you like to taste it?"

Looking at the maid carrying the jug, He Changfeng stepped forward and sat down at the desk.

The maid held the jug and poured He Changfeng half a glass of warm wine.

Those delicate eyes still peeked at He Changfeng from time to time.

When He Changfeng noticed the other party's gaze, the maid's pretty face blushed and she quickly lowered her head.

He Changfeng didn't say anything, picked up his glass and took a sip.

"Young master, you..."

"Go down first."

The maid wanted to say something, but was interrupted by He Changfeng.

Seeing this, the servant girl's expression froze, and she stood up and left in embarrassment.

Behind the screen, another maid was still secretly looking at He Changfeng's figure.

"How about it?"

Seeing her companion coming back, she asked quickly.

"That young master is not an ordinary person at all, even Senior Brother Yang is treated with courtesy, how could he have a crush on outer disciples like us, don't even think about it."

The two girls feel lonely, they can only continue to watch from a distance, turning their love into longing in their hearts.

at that time.

In the depths of the mountain hall.

Yang Xuan landed slowly, looking at Sun He who was standing in front with his hands behind his back, he stepped forward.

Soon, Yang Xuan's eyes fell on the smooth and transparent jade beads in front of Sun He.

The jade beads are suspended in the air, and the texture is round.

And within the jade beads, there seemed to be continents floating one after another, which was extremely strange.

On one of the continents, there is a faint light shining.

"Master, what happened?"

Yang Xuan couldn't help asking.

"Xuan'er, your chance has come."

Sun He stretched out his hand and supported Yang Xuan's shoulder.

"A secret realm was born in the realm of Hanfang. This secret realm is a bit unusual, and the people of the realm cannot open it. We need our help. I will arrange for two elders from the realm of stepping to go with you."

"it is good!"

Yang Xuan nodded without any hesitation.

But he thought of something and asked, "Master, can I bring another person?"

"Then He Changfeng, right?"

Sun Hezao saw Yang Xuan's careful thinking.

"Correct."

Seeing the other party admitting, Sun He nodded thoughtfully.

"There is also a vassal of the Qingyun Sect in the territory of Hanfang. Presumably at this time, the Qingyun Sect also got the news. Just in time, you should be a favor and invite He Changfeng."

"it is good!"

Yang Xuan cupped his hands and said goodbye.

He didn't expect that there would be a good opportunity to get in touch with He Changfeng so soon.

"Brother He will accompany you in the world, and I can have another good partner in the sword discussion. Not bad, not bad!"