A figure seemed to appear out of thin air, and struck with a palm. The palm was as strong as a mountain, hitting Qin Xiang's chest.
"boom!"
Qin Xiang punched out, hitting the palm of his hand. A powerful storm of true energy burst out. Qin Xiang took a step back, but the man flew backwards, his body shaking continuously.
He flew to the back of the Golden Dragon Chair and finally stood firm, but there was an old man in a long robe.
The old man was tall and tall, with a beard on his face and a powerful figure. His eyebrows were splayed out like knives, and his eyes were like two copper bells.
"Humph, Zangyun Mijin, your Excellency is the Sword Saint Song Shu Wu Dao!" Qin Xiang punched and forced him to take a step back. He felt a spiral-like air flow flowing on his fist arm and glanced at the burly old man in robe again.
, just thinking of someone, he frowned slightly and asked coldly.
"Hey, I didn't expect someone among the younger generation to recognize me." The old man in the robe took a step and stood in front of Qin Xiang again, blocking his way. Looking at him like that, he was not injured in the fist fight just now.
It's just that the palm he struck just now underestimated Qin Xiang, and he was knocked back.
This old man in robes is none other than a master of the same generation as his master, Shu Wudao, the swordsman from beyond the Great Wall.
"Miss Feng's problem is caused by the Yuan Core Crystal, but it has nothing to do with me. I tell you this, not because I'm afraid of you." Du Tianyi's voice came at this time. Although his words showed weakness,
, but when hearing it from others, it didn’t mean that at all. And people who knew him also knew that Du Tianyi was arrogant by nature, but he liked tranquility, otherwise he wouldn’t have fallen in love with stone sculptures.
Qin Xiang was also concerned and confused. Although he was anxious when he heard this, he was not as impulsive as before. He ignored Geshu Wudao, turned around and walked to Feng Xiaoxiao, standing face to face with her. Feng Xiaoxiao took a step back warily.
Said: "What do you want to do?"
"Xiao Xiao, look at my eyes." Qin Xiang stared at her eyes, releasing a soft aura from her body, but a pair of tiger eyes were like water in a deep pool with ripples, a breath that seemed to come from a quiet night.
The gentle call slowly passed through his eyes to Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes.
"What a beautiful starry sky..."
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly became blurry, and she stared blankly into Qin Xiang's eyes and murmured. Within two seconds, her body softened and she slowly fell down. Qin Xiang reached out to hold her up.
"What a powerful soul hypnosis technique!"
A green-robed Taoist standing below looked at this scene, his eyes sparkling.
This old Taoist is none other than Taoist Master Ziyun, whose reputation is no less than that of his master.
Qin Xiang glanced at him, but ignored him. The palm of her left palm flicked past Feng Xiaoxiao's forehead. A wisp of soft spiritual power penetrated, and then whispered in Feng Xiaoxiao's ear: "
Xiao Xiao, wake up!"
Feng Xiaoxiao, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes. When he saw Qin Xiang for the first time, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly hugged him tightly, seeming to murmur: "Xiao Xiangzi, it's really...
You? Am I dreaming?"
"It's not a dream, it's me who came back and made you suffer." Sensing Feng Xiaoxiao's deep attachment and longing for him, Qin Xiang's heart was full of guilt, and he patted her shoulder and said softly.
"Xiao Xiangzi, I thought I would never see you again..."
Feng Xiaoxiao raised his head and glanced at him, quietly, and then suddenly burst into tears, hugging him tightly and lying on his shoulder, and his tears soon soaked the clothes on his shoulders.
"Ahem——"
A heavy coughing sound came, and Geshu Wudao said loudly: "If you want to fall in love, let's talk about it after we go back. This is the Dragon Palace, not your little home."
Feng Xiaoxiao climbed up from Qin Xiang's arms, glared at Geshu Wudao angrily, and coldly snorted: "Shut up, you damn old man."
"you……"
Geshu Wudao was furious. He was about to speak, but was stopped by Feng Xiaoxiao: "What are you, you are just a lackey, and you are worthy of shouting in front of me?"
"I'll kill you girl——"
Song of Swordsman Shu Wu Dao is a famous figure no matter what. When did someone dare to be so rude to him? Hearing this, he was furious. His tall figure was like a leopard and he rushed towards him. From a distance of twenty to thirty meters, he was there in a blink of an eye.
The palm knife swung down diagonally, slashing towards Feng Xiaoxiao.
"roll--"
Qin Xiang suddenly punched out, and several phantom-like fists appeared in the air. With a bang, they hit the palm of the sword. A sound like the air bursting out came, and Geshu Wudao palm sword
He curled back, hit him on the chest with his palms and arms, and with another bang, he flew backwards and hit a huge stone pillar more than ten meters away. The entire stone pillar was slightly damaged.
Shake.
"Boy, are you bullying me into not daring to kill you?"
Geshu Wudao kicked off the stone pillar and flew down. His face was very ugly, and he glared at Qin Xiang so hard that fire was about to burst out of his eyes.
There were two head-to-head encounters, and both times he suffered losses at the hands of Qin Xiang. Standing beside him were Taoist Priest Ziyun, Changde Chang Zhaoyi, Mr. Wei Liang and many other strong men and scholars. Where could he put his face?
"Sword Saint, retreat!"
Du Tianyi shouted softly. Although his voice was soft, it pierced his eardrums like the sound of a cymbal.
However, Geshu Wudao seemed to have seen the disdainful eyes of Taoist Priest Ziyun and others below. He gritted his teeth, cupped his fists at Du Tianyi and said, "Master Du, this man is extremely arrogant and deceives no one in our Dragon Palace. If we don't defeat him,
I can’t swallow this breath, so I ask you, Master, to do it.”
Du Tianyi knew that Ge Shu Wu Dao’s strength was not the strength of the true energy in his body, but the hurricane rolling wave sword technique. Although the sword saint Ge Shu Wu Dao claimed to be a “subordinate”, he was actually the same as Taoist Priest Ziyun, Mr. Chang De and Mr. Wei Liang.
, they are all the guests he invited to assist him. If he chills the hearts of these people, it will be quite detrimental to his great cause.
He immediately looked at Qin Xiang and said calmly: "Mr. Qin, actually I also want to see what kind of strength you have. Mr. Sword Saint Geshu only has the strength of the sixth level of Shenyuan, but his strength lies in the sword.
Fa, with his sword skills, can definitely challenge a strong man who is two levels above him. Now that he is not convinced by you, do you dare to fight with him? Of course, if you are afraid of losing, you don’t have to agree, and our business will still be fine.
Do."
"Xiao Xiangzi, can you beat him?" Feng Xiaoxiao whispered in Qin Xiang's ear.
"Just him? I'm 100% sure." Qin Xiang smiled.
With the strength of the sixth level of Shen Yuan, he can easily defeat him just by relying on the strength of his body and the force of the force. He doesn't need to use any of his trump cards. If he didn't want the Sword Saint to retreat just now, his attack
There is no need to use the triple wave of overlapping empty punches at all, and the force is still controlled within a very small range.
"Xiao Xiangzi, beat this old ghost down. He has bad breath and speaks so loudly. I'm so annoying." Feng Xiaoxiao said with a giggle.
She was originally a master who was not afraid of anything. After seeing Qin Xiang, she missed him so much that she returned to her previous temperament. As long as she could be with Qin Xiang, she didn't care whether it was dangerous or not.
"Okay, I'll just do it for you." Seeing her smiling broadly, Qin Xiang calmed down from the worries and anxiety she had felt for the past half day.
"I accept your challenge." Qin Xiang turned to look at Geshu Wudao and said calmly.
There are various indications that there is a certain gap between Mr. He and the others' inferences and the reality. As for Taoist mysticism, Du Tianyi has a group of Taoist experts under his command. On the matter of the Five Elements Reincarnation Shuttle, the Taoist experts seem to know better than Mr. He and others.
many.
Since Du Tianyi wanted to make a deal with him, it can be seen from the fact that Du Tianyi wanted to take the Qingyu Sword away from him before he entered the tomb after he learned that he had the Qingyu Sword in his hand. Du Tianyi had known this for a long time.
He learned the secrets of Qingyu Sword and Qingming Sword.
He vaguely felt that the Qingyu Sword and the Five Elements Samsara Shuttle had some close connection with the Qingming Sword and something in the underground palace of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. Perhaps, it was related to the number of cutting nine.
Du Tianyi's power is too great. Even if the country wants to deal with him, it will not be able to deal with him for a while. And he cares about too many people. If he confronts Du Tianyi at this time, with Du Tianyi's calm appearance and vicious temperament, everything will be impossible.
He would attack the people around him like he was grabbing Feng Xiaoxiao. Even if he was protected by a flying dragon or even a dragon shadow, he wouldn't necessarily dare to say the word "safety". He didn't dare to take the risk.
To deal with Du Tianyi, the process of entering the underground palace of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum is a good opportunity.
"Okay, if I don't defeat you today, I will write my name Geshu Wudao upside down." Geshu Wudao slowly stepped forward and slowly pulled out two pieces of dark iron and two side grooves from his leather boots.
Aim it, close it with force, click twice, and it turns into a dark scimitar about a foot long.
"This is the first time I have used the Eagle Crying Blood Knife in forty years. Boy named Qin, if you can be defeated by the Eagle Crying Blood Knife, you will lose with honor." Geshu Wudao slowly stroked the short knife with his left hand.
, staring at the dagger with his eyes, a look of vicissitudes of life appeared on his face.
The dark dagger drew an arc in the air, and a bloody afterimage appeared like the setting sun. It was extremely strange. The moment the wailing blood knife appeared in his hand, a strong self-confidence appeared in his body.
Spread out.
Sword Saint, swords are everything to him. In the past 40 years, he has never met a strong man who can let him use the Eagle Crying Blood Sword, which makes him become a little arrogant.
But today, when facing Qin Xiang, a young man who was one level higher than him in martial arts, he boasted about Haikou twice in a row. If he loses again, he will really be disgraced.
Already.
"You are really shameless. The older you get, the thicker your skin becomes. You are shameless and shameless. After a while, Xiao Xiangzi beats you to the ground. Let me see how you pronounce your name in the future. I will sing Shu Wu Dao? Dao Wu Shu
Ge? I think it sounds better to call you Old Pig Brother..." As soon as Ge Shu Wu Dao finished speaking, Feng Xiao Xiao started shouting loudly from the side.
At this time, Geshu Wudao was looking at his nose and nose, and it seemed that he couldn't hear Feng Xiao's sarcastic voice at all. His whole person became extremely calm and entered a state that seemed to be nothingness.
(ps: Dear friends, you have been so helpful in giving rewards and flowers today. Xiaoding has no way to repay you. Although he is in an extremely sluggish state, he still works hard to send the third update as a token of appreciation. Thank you for your persistence!)
