As if he didn't believe it: "Elder Tang, oh, no, Brother Tang, how old do you think you are?"
"Twenty-one."
"But your cultivation level?" Wan Ruang was completely dumbfounded.
Tang Xiaobao coughed and said, "It doesn't matter the order of enlightenment."
"Brother Tang's talent is really amazing. He is simply the best in the world. At the age of twenty-one, it is really amazing to have such cultivation and skills." Wan Ru said with emotion.
Tang Xiaobao's face turned red. He was too embarrassed to brag anymore and asked Fatty Zhu on the side: "Old Zhu, what are you mumbling about?"
"I'm calculating when they should get here." Fatty Zhu said.
Tang Xiaobao's heart moved: "They are coming?"
"Here he comes." Fatty Zhu pointed to the grass over there and said with a smile, "It's over there."
As if inexplicably, he got into a stance, only to realize that he didn't bring a sword, and he felt a little panicked for a moment.
Tang Xiaobao pulled her behind him and said with a smile: "Fighting is what us men do, you are a girl, you have to be a good girl and get out of the way."
Then, he shouted towards the grass over there: "Hey, hey, hey, brother, stop hiding, everyone has seen you, come out quickly, the imperial army treats prisoners preferentially... Oh, no, come out, what's the matter?
Let’s make it clear face to face, hey, if you don’t come out, I’m going to come over.”
It's like having a weird expression.
Elder Tang, oh, no, Brother Tang is so funny.
There is no air of superiority at all.
In the grass, a figure appeared.
That was the old man who was sitting in the stone room to the east at the auction earlier. There were two swords stuck diagonally on his back. They were called son-mother swords, one male and one female... Tang Xiaobao didn't care about this.
There was a murderous aura in this old man's body. As soon as his body appeared, he jumped up and arrived not far from Tang Xiaobao.
"How did you discover me?" the old man asked.
"Ghost Sword Xu Sanhu." Wanru's eyes changed, his face turned sinister, and he said: "Master Xu, I don't know what you mean by stopping us."
"You?" Gui Jian didn't look at Wan Ru at all, as if the other party didn't deserve his attention at all, and continued: "You are not qualified to talk to me. Even if Meng Yazi from your Divine Sword Sect comes, what will I do?
He has to give me some face, besides, what I am dealing with is not your Divine Sword Sect, but an outsider, so you'd better step aside and stop meddling in other people's business."
Wan Ru frowned and said: "I advise Mr. Xu to retreat. These two are the supreme elders of our Divine Sword Sect, and their status is higher than the head. I know what your purpose is. If it were someone else, I
You can turn a blind eye, but not everyone in the Divine Sword Sect can be bullied, not to mention that you are bringing humiliation upon yourself."
She was full of confidence in Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu.
Both of them can fly across such a long distance. Although Mr. Xu is very famous in the world, compared with Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu, he is a junior. If we really count them by seniority, he is probably much shorter.
Senior, that is not humiliating oneself.
Originally, she would not be able to speak out about this kind of thing, but as a junior, she thought it would be better for her to speak out.
Guijian was stunned and narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I will believe what you say? Supreme Elder? Why didn't you say they are the heads of your Divine Sword Sect? It's ridiculous, I don't care who they are, but they took mine
Things must be returned.”
"You mean that sword?" Fatty Zhu chuckled and gave a thumbs up: "What you said makes sense. Take mine and spit it out to me. It sounds very pleasant to my ears. Throw that sword into the air."
Hand over the jar and I won't make things difficult for you, otherwise, your little life will be lost here today."
Tang Xiaobao couldn't get a word in. He was so anxious that he stepped forward, volunteered and said with a smile: "The sword is here with me, but it's a pity that you can't take it away. I advise you to hand it over obediently, and then get out of here."
No, Lao Zhu will be rude to you."
Fatty Zhu rolled his eyes at Tang Xiaobao: "For things like fighting, it's better for you to do it. Do you think I can still fight with my body type? Besides, how can I take action against such a low-ranking little character? Wouldn't it be self-defeating?
Lower your status."
There is nothing wrong with this.
It's so silly that he is also a real god in the sky, and the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken... Oh, this is a bit shocking, but Tang Xiaobao still agrees with people putting on airs.
Moreover, Tang Xiaobao is addicted to fighting, his self-confidence is so high that he is not afraid of anyone.
There is teleportation and speed is the advantage.
Innate energy and strength prevail.
Fighting relies on strength and speed, and he feels that there is no one to fear.
The beautiful woman is next to you, and the disciple and granddaughter are here. If you can pretend, pretend, show off your authority and look cool, why not do it.
"Okay! I'm good at things like fighting, let me do it!"
Tang Xiaobao admitted it immediately.
Ghost Sword has a very high status in the world. He is on the same level as Meng Yazi and is the top figure in the world.
At this moment, he heard Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu singing together, which made him angry. Previously, he had thought of relying on his own reputation to make Tang Xiaobao timid and obediently hand over the sword, but in the end, Tang Xiaobao didn't know who he was at all.
ah.
This is a slap in the face, a slap in the face.
Looking at the world, Gui Jian's reputation is so great. This sign is like a credit card, and it is the highest level one. You can use it wherever you go.
But today, I can’t brush it.
Tang Xiaobao is not a member of the martial arts world at all, and naturally he has never heard of the name Ghost Sword, so how can he buy it?
Since you can't swipe the face card, you can only punch it.
Tang Xiaobao's attitude is very clear. Things will not be handed over obediently. If you want to get the treasure, you have to fight him first. It is best to kill him, and the treasure will naturally belong to him.
Ghost Sword has never been afraid of fighting. Countless martial arts masters have died in his hands, otherwise he would not have the reputation he has today. Fighting or killing is a very simple matter for him. This is his
Professionally, he laughed sinisterly and said: "It seems that you won't hand it over obediently. It doesn't matter. If I kill you, the natural treasure will belong to me. It's just a pity that you are so young and so tall."
It’s not bad, but it’s a pity that you have to lose your life here. It’s really a pity.”
"Is he showing off?" Tang Xiaobao turned around and asked Wanru, "Is he famous?"
Like a wink: "Brother Tang, Ghost Sword is quite famous in the world."
Listen clearly, he is somewhat famous.
This is also a slap in the face.
Gui Jian's face became even more gloomy.
But Tang Xiaobao went for it again: "How come I haven't heard of such a master of martial arts? How dare cats and dogs bark in front of me. I just want to ask, are you planning to kill me?"
"I didn't think about killing you just now, but now I have this idea, so you are dead." Ghost Sword shook his sword sadly, and the two sharp swords were unsheathed, and they were firmly caught by him.
in hand.
"You pretend to be so realistic and professional, and you're still pretending now." Tang Xiaobao said with a calm smile.
"Come and die."
Tang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "You really want me to die?"
"I'm afraid that once I take action, you won't have a chance to take action." Ghost Sword said.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Okay, can I really take action?" (To be continued)