Chapter 605: Dimensionality reduction attack, Shou Yan Shou Yu
"What?"
Lin Ruohuan didn't notice the subtle changes around him at first, but when Tong Feng said it, he also saw something was wrong.
This surrounding, indeed, does not have any fluctuations in the way of heaven.
No matter how exquisite Haitang'er's control is, the way of cutting is the way of cutting, and the nine-death thunder tribulation is completely overcome, and the opponent is only a few points stronger than him... more than a few points, that's all.
In terms of cultivation, the enemy and we are both in the same realm.
But as soon as his spiritual thoughts swept away, Lin Ruohuan was not aware of half of the fluctuations in the way of heaven.
The thoughts in my mind were suddenly mixed, and a thought that shouldn't have arisen: Did this person really take action?
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."
When Xu Xiaoshou saw such a message finally popping up on the information column, he was not surprised but overjoyed.
"Finally here."
There is no doubt that he doesn't even know how to operate.
There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but on his face, Xu Xiaoshou remained calm and looked at the spirit sword in Lin Ruohuan's hand.
"Ancient sword cultivator?"
"Ah?" Lin Ruohuan's thoughts were interrupted for an instant, and he was immediately brought back to reality. He hurriedly replied: "Yes, sword cultivator, oh no, no, I am not an ancient sword cultivator..."
The momentary incoherence made Lin Ruohuan's face turn red.
He is clearly a spiritual refiner who is at the top of the list of powerful men.
But under the questioning of the man in front of me, I unconsciously returned to the posture of learning swordsmanship when I was young.
That is the nervous posture of stuttering when you meet a teacher, no matter how well you master it.
"Spiritual Sword Cultivator?"
Xu Xiaoshou asked again, and without waiting for feedback, he stretched out his hand, "Let me take a look."
Tong Feng on one side looked at the very eye-catching palm with only four fingers. He only glanced at it, not daring to look at it more, and quickly looked away.
Lin Ruohuan was a little flattered.
If an ordinary person dares to ask a sword cultivator for a sword like this, they are undoubtedly saying: "Give me your life."
But what if it was the Eighth Sword Immortal...
"Give."
Lin Ruohuan immediately handed over the spiritual sword in his hand and said respectfully: "This sword has been with me for a long time, from the throne to Zhan Dao, more than twenty years... Oh, by the way, the name of the sword is 'Lan Juke',
Is modeled after you..."
He suddenly became a little embarrassed.
As soon as the word "you" came out of his mouth, Lin Ruohuan realized something was wrong.
At this time, I obviously can't say too much...
Xu Xiaoshou took the spirit sword.
This sword is aqua blue and full of spirituality.
It was obviously not a famous sword, but as soon as it came into my hand, it suddenly started to tremble violently, and I was about to take it out.
"presumptuous!"
Lin Ruohuan shouted loudly, and Lan Juke suddenly became quiet.
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and glanced at him, but said nothing.
"Well."
Lin Ruohuan became embarrassed instead and hurriedly explained: "That's not the case. I'm usually very nice to him and I won't scold him like this..."
"It doesn't matter."
Xu Xiaoshou stroked the sword body with one hand, and the spiritual sword showed no ripples.
He was a little embarrassed.
Lin Ruohuan failed to notice this detail.
If you can get a soft "No problem" from the Eighth Sword Immortal, then there really is nothing to be nervous about in this world.
And it is even more of a supreme honor for Lan Juke to pass through the hands of the Eighth Sword Immortal!
"Lan Juke..."
Xu Xiaoshou murmured softly: "What a good name."
"No, no, they are all imitations of your sword... eh!"
Lin Ruohuan bared his teeth.
Didn't you say this before? Why did you slip it out again?
Tong Feng looked surprised from one side.
He had never seen Brother Lin in such a humble manner.
Even if Lin Ruohuan once performed a mission under Senior Wuyue, he would not be like this.
But I think so.
That time we met from a distance, and no one talked to each other.
But this time, in such a close proximity, I had a face-to-face communication with the Eighth Sword Immortal...
Tong Feng suddenly felt envious.
He knew the legend of the Eighth Sword Immortal. Apart from his attitude, he also had infinite admiration for this man.
At this moment, seeing the two of them in such a scene, he even regretted why he did not learn swordsmanship when he was a child, and could not truly understand the turbulent moods of those swordsmen.
Come to think of it, I should be unable to sleep at least at night...
"Jian Nian?"
While thinking, Lin Ruohuan suddenly heard a high-decibel exclamation in his ear.
Tong Feng was surprised and quickly turned his head to look.
But under the eyes of the Eighth Sword Immortal in front of him, Lan Juke suddenly trembled.
On top of it, there were actually strands of mist steaming out.
"Jian Nian!"
Tong Feng was shocked.
Those miraculous sword-watching methods that are said to be miraculous are actually happening before our eyes?
He couldn't help but secretly take a few more glances.
"The art of observing swords..."
The Eighth Sword Immortal in front of him obviously didn't make any big moves, just a small detail like staring.
But Lan Juke seems to have unleashed infinite potential. Not only is it trembling, but the surface gloss is becoming more and more spiritual as time goes by.
Tong Feng knows that the power of "Sword Observation Technique" is that both the actor and the person being acted upon can become stronger with the practice of sword reading.
At the same time, this is also the only extraordinary technique in the world that can improve the level of a spiritual sword without tempering it with iron!
Lin Ruohuan's whole body was shaking with excitement, his face was rosy, and he was breathing heavily.
He knows that strong people have their own goals and opponents, and will not attack juniors easily.
But he never expected that the Eighth Sword Immortal would be so kind to the Sword Cultivator!
It's obviously still a hostile relationship...
He is actually helping himself to improve the level of his spiritual sword?!
"I."
Lin Ruohuan was a little incoherent.
He wanted to say a word of thanks, but his attitude prevented him from saying anything.
On the other hand, the Eighth Sword Immortal...
The other party didn't seem to have such worries. When the sword watching was over, he flicked his fingers lightly.
"Buzz——"
Spirit Sword jumped for joy and finally responded.
Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Ruohuan also felt a little ashamed of herself.
This is the pattern and the difference in temperament!
"Lan Juke, it's really good."
Xu Xiaoshou put away the sword and handed it over.
He is no longer the ignorant little swordsman he was back then.
In fact, as soon as Lin Ruohuan said this, he could tell from the name of the sword that the person in front of him admired the real Eighth Sword Immortal, and he immediately smiled and said: "I once had a sword with a name very similar to Lan Juke, it was called...
…”
"Qingju!"
Lin Ruohuan answered excitedly.
"The sky is one foot high and eight people know each other. Who dares to take the place of Qingju?"
"My sword and its name are all inspired by your 'Qingju'."
"Of course, I don't dare to call him 'Lan Ju' directly, so I added 'guest', senior..."
"It's very presumptuous, senior, please forgive me!"
Lin Ruohuan clung to the spirit sword that had returned to her. She felt that the sword was more than twice as heavy as before, and she was already a little bit arrogant.
"hehe."
Xu Xiaoshou laughed dumbly, just like a real elder who sighed when he saw the respect that the younger generation almost worshiped him.
This sigh also stimulated Xu Xiaoji on one side.
The strange events happening around him were beyond his comprehension.
Zhan Tangtang said, to be so respectful to a mere innate...Xu Xiaoji no longer knew what he was feeling at this moment.
He was so stunned that he didn't even dare to take another look, for fear that when he saw the strange scene, he would scream and destroy the weird atmosphere created by Demon King Xu.
"Huh~"
There was a silent sigh of relief in my heart.
Xu Xiaoji tried every means to hypnotize himself to "not be surprised", but his mood was still a little difficult to calm down.
At this moment, he felt nothing but infinite admiration for Xu Xiaoshou, who was sitting on his knees in front of the Zhan Dao master who dared to stand.
"Be admired, passive value, +1."
"Being impressed, passive value, +1."
"Being grateful, passive value, +1."
…
"alright."
Xu Xiaoshou returned the sword with a chuckle.
Jian Nian also showed up, and his identity was proved.
Not to mention that these two people never thought that they were just pretending from the beginning.
Even if I come back to my senses at this moment, I want to doubt it.
I guess I really don’t dare to doubt it!
He patted his butt and stood up, casually saying, "I asked you to come here because I have business."
"Business?"
Lin Ruohuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party seemed to have mentioned it before.
At the same time, he also realized that his reaction just now was really embarrassing.
His face turned a little red, he took a step back and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior, please speak."
Tong Feng lowered his eyelids and became even more desperate.
have to!
Sure enough, they are not people of the same level. Anyone who is a sword cultivator will lose their temper when they meet the Eighth Sword Immortal, right?
He took a step back and responded solemnly.
"Where's the communication bead?"
Xu Xiaoshou did not show his trump card immediately, but stretched out his hand, looked at the hesitant two people and said, "It's the alarm bead you mentioned."
He didn't say anything more, but waited in silence.
As expected, after just waiting for a moment, Lin Ruohuan sighed in sadness.
"Tongfeng, take it out!"
"oh."
Tong Feng didn't even dare to refuse, so he turned his hand and revealed the alarm bead.
Xu Xiaoshou did not wave from the distance.
Instead, he slowly stepped forward, and under the gaze of two people and a peeping gaze, he slowly reached out and pinched the red bead.
This process gives everyone enough time to react.
But Lin Ruohuan never stopped him.
Tong Feng did not move, not even daring to tremble his fingers.
"I will collect this thing first."
Xu Xiaoshou knew that the faster and more violent his movements were at this moment, the more likely he was to provoke resistance.
On the contrary, what this untimely slowness presents to the other party is more self-confidence and no fear of resistance.
He picked up the alarm bead, threw it into Yuan Mansion, cut off contact, and explained one more sentence: "I don't like killing people, and I don't want you to call a large number of people to kill me."
Then the conversation changed: "Now, let's talk about business."
Lin Ruohuan and Tong Feng's eyes darkened at the same time.
It turns out that what is life-saving in one's eyes is like this in the other's eyes?
The cold wind blew and the scene was a bit sad.
Xu Xiaoji's feet went numb after hearing this.
Sometimes he really suspected that Demon King Xu was actually the deepest hidden boss.
Otherwise, why would this guy speak so eloquently with such a way of speaking, which is a world-class giant who can carry out dimensionality reduction attacks from a high level?
"Tell someone to come and kill me..."
Xu Xiaoji sighed silently.
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to say something of such a state...
No!
He didn't even dare to think about it!
"Be admired, passive value, +1."
"Being feared, passive value, +2."
…
"Gou Wuyue has a disciple named Lu Ke. Do you know about it?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
"Lu Ke?"
The two men in white looked at each other in surprise.
"We know each other, how come?" Lin Ruohuan wondered.
"If we know each other, then it will be easier."
Xu Xiao received a move.
The two people in white clothes felt their breath getting cold in front of them.
Then, the eighth sword immortal had an ice sculpture in his hand.
He was still in a state of surprise, but when his eyes focused on the face of the ice sculpture, even Lin Ruohuan couldn't help but exclaim.
"Xiao Ke?"
"This, former, senior..."
Tong Feng was also shocked and confused, "How could Lu Ke be in the hands of seniors?"
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and smiled.
"I won't go into details about the specific source."
"I'm leaving today. Gou Wuyue is chasing me. I don't want to fight with him, but I still have this thing in my hand... Well, it's not good to give it to him in person."
"After all, even on the surface, everyone is still an enemy."
"But if you want me to attack this junior..."
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the two people in front of him and suddenly laughed, "I can't do it either."
At this moment, Lin Ruohuan and Tong Feng both understood why the Eighth Sword Immortal was so kind.
The other party clearly didn't take the two of them seriously!
Junior...
Sure enough, in the eyes of such people, out of the seven to eight hundred people in the Eight Palaces, the only one who can catch their eye is probably Senior Wuyue!
Moreover, the two sides are indeed still hostile.
The other party could obviously run away, but he still wanted to stay and return Senior Wuyue's apprentice...
"What a grand scheme and courage this must have!"
At this moment, Lin Ruohuan felt extremely ashamed that she could not even pronounce an honorific before.
People are afraid of comparison.
Based on the other party's magnanimity alone, he might not even be able to catch up with him in this lifetime.
"take it!"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't wait for the two of them to react too much. After seeing that the pop-up boxes in the information column were jumping around and they were all positive words, he threw the ice cube in his hand and sent it back.
"The famous sword is lost, but it is not in my hand. It should have fallen into the hands of Hong Yi from Bai Ku."
"You go back and explain, and try not to throw dirty water on me in vain, although..."
Xu Xiaoshou paused and curled his lips: "Although I don't care."
"must!"
Lin Ruohuan drank loudly.
"ensure!"
Tong Feng was also infected, and his body became solemn, as if he was responding to an order from his superiors.
The mountain breeze rustled and the fallen leaves fluttered.
"time to go."
Xu Xiaoshou didn't stay too long.
The pretense needs to be left blank, and the opponent must be given the ultimate transformation at the climax, in order to truly catch the opponent off guard.
Xu Xiaoshou sighed quite a bit as he walked straight past the two people in front of him and walked forward.
This scene, I have to say, was much easier to perform than he imagined.
"The Eighth Sword Immortal..."
Is this name so useful?
Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.
After taking a few more steps, he suddenly remembered that something was missing. He immediately stopped and did not dare to look back.
"Haitang'er." He just called out.
"..."
The wind is blowing loudly.
Lin Ruohuan held the ice sculpture and her heart surged.
Tong Feng looked solemn, still thinking about the so-called senior demeanor.
And Haitang'er... didn't respond at all!
"Oops!"
Xu Xiaoshou was panicked. He "sense" looked at Xu Xiaoji, who was also looking at the ice sculpture as if he was completely confused, and his face turned pale.
You are too damn deep into the drama!
At the critical moment, please break the chain for me?
Don't want to leave...
Even if you want to die, don’t drag me into the water! Damn it!!
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's heart was pounding wildly as he was trampled by thousands of divine beasts.
"Haitang'er!"
His voice was a little higher, but he didn't dare to raise it too high, so as not to disturb the two people in white who were not in the situation.
Can……
Still shocked!
The two men in white clothes came back to their senses and turned to look at "Begonia" who was still leaning on the ancient tree. There was already a lot of confusion in their expressions.