As a result, it is obvious that Li Erbiao, who has no brute strength, was tricked by Xi Zhong with a twig to the point where he doubted his life.
At the beginning, Xi Zhong was still very focused. He used Bai Hong Guan Sun and then You Feng Lai Yi. Later, he found that Li Erbiao was confused.
At this time, Xi Zhong realized that his swordsmanship was powerful. There was no need to use sword moves at all. The ordinary sword moves of picking, stabbing, chopping, and slashing were enough to deal with Li Erbiao.
Originally, Li Erbiao thought it was a coincidence that Xi Zhong was able to hit him and dodge his fist, but the repeated coincidences were premeditated.
There were countless red marks on his body and face, and he had nowhere to vent the anger he had been holding back in his heart.
Li Erbiao is not stupid. Although he doesn't know what Xi Zhong's fortune is, it is certain that he cannot beat him, but he does not want to admit defeat and cannot admit defeat.
The most important thing is that Li Ping'er is watching him from the side and would rather die than surrender. This is also a man's dignity!
"Okay, stop." The Taoist priest shouted and stopped the two of them. Li Erbiao was still dissatisfied, but Xi Zhong slapped him on the forehead with a branch, causing stars to appear in his eyes.
The Taoist priest stood up and stopped the anxious Li Erbiao, and said: "You can't beat him."
The depression in Xi Zhong's heart disappeared, and his thoughts became clear. He turned to Hu Zi and smiled: "I kept my word and avenged you!"
Hu Zi smiled innocently. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Brother Zhong because he really had such strength, or whether he was laughing at who he was avenging...
"Where did you learn your swordsmanship?" The Taoist priest stared at Xi Zhong with a cautious look on his face.
"Create it yourself!" Xi Zhong said confidently.
"Did you create such an exquisite swordsmanship by yourself?" The Taoist priest looked in disbelief and stared at Xi Zhong, trying to see the flaws in his lie.
"Is this fake?" Xi Zhong smiled confidently.
Huashan Sword Technique would never appear in this world. Didn't he create it himself?
"If it was really you who created it, even if you don't have spiritual roots, I can still ask the sect master for you to reward you with the title of inner disciple."
The Taoist priest's breathing was a little rapid. If what the boy in front of him said was true, wouldn't he be a swordsman genius?
For a swordsman genius, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have spiritual roots - in this world, there are always some heavenly and earthly treasures that can enable mortals to derive spiritual roots.
The only thing that is needed is to see if you are worth spending resources on cultivating.
This trip is worthwhile!
The Taoist priest was overjoyed. With a third-grade spiritual root and a swordsman genius, the reward from the sect master this time will definitely be very generous.
"Let's go, let's go back to our clan quickly!"
Li Erbiao's face was a little gloomy, he could see that the Taoist priest had some fancy for Xi Zhong.
Thinking that Xi Zhong was favored because of himself, it made my teeth itch with hatred.
"I was injured and my head is a little dizzy." Li Erbiao leaned against the tree and did not get up.
He could only vent his dissatisfaction in this way because he saw that Li Ping'er next to him looked at Xi Zhong differently.
At the very least, I have to give you a healing medicine! Otherwise, I will feel unbalanced!
Xi Zhong sneered. He was still dizzy after being slightly injured. He just felt a little embarrassed to be defeated by him. In addition, the Taoist priest valued himself a little and wanted some benefits.
I'm confused about the Taoist priest's sudden ambiguous attitude towards me. Can I be favored if I have good swordsmanship?
"Eat it and leave quickly!"
The Taoist priest smiled and didn't care about the young man's nature. He took out a healing pill from his storage bag and handed it to Li Erbiao.
This kind of elixir, which is regarded as a fairy medicine by mortals, is the lowest form of elixir, and is not even as valuable as Bigu Pill.
Set off again.
Xi Zhong went to chat with the Taoist priest. After all, he was a senior executive in the company in his previous life. He still had good communication skills and could flatter others when he spoke. He also got a lot of useful information.
The Taoist priest's name was Han Lue, and his sect was named Luochan Sect.
The reason why Xi Zhong was favored for his swordsmanship was actually because of his swordsmanship.
Swordsmanship is one of the three thousand avenues. A genius in swordsmanship will realize it in the future and get twice the result with half the effort.
Spiritual roots are of course important, but swordsmanship geniuses are even more precious. Those who can attain enlightenment before entering the ranks of cultivating immortals will have an unlimited future.
What's more, one can directly comprehend the Great Way and ascend to immortality in a mortal body.
Xi Zhong smiled bitterly upon hearing this. He was not really a swordsman genius, so he had no hope of ascending to the next level...
On the contrary, the Taoist priests talked about the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could derive their spiritual roots, which made his heart feel hot. Who can cultivate immortality and be willing to be ordinary?
A group of five people walked through mountains and rivers, but they never noticed that a hundred steps behind them, a black shadow flashed across the mountains and woods.
That night, the five of them found a cave to rest for the night.
Although there are magical talismans to speed up the journey, and bigu pills to ignore hunger, Xi Zhong and others are still mortals after all. After running for a long time, they are already unable to lift their legs.
"Fellow Taoist, can you give these people to me?"
The voice came from nowhere, and it sounded suddenly. Han Lue, who was beside Xi Zhong, suddenly shivered. A sword quickly appeared in his hand, and his face was serious: "Do you know the consequences of offending the Luo Chan Sect?"
Huzi stood in front of Xi Zhong first, which made his heart warm slightly, but he pulled Huzi two steps back and hid in the innermost part of the cave.
At the entrance of the cave, there is a dark shadow, which should be for the tiger.
The third-grade spiritual root seems to be really good.
Because of Hu Zi's third-grade spiritual root, Han Lue crushed the valuable evaluation jade stone and hurriedly returned to the sect.
Halfway through, this dark shadow appeared again, also trying to steal his disciples.
Xi Zhong would not naively think that the other party was doing it for himself or Li Erbiao. The other party's target could only be Hu Zi with a third-grade spiritual root.
Spiritual roots, spiritual roots, how much weight do spiritual roots occupy in this world?
"Luo Chan Sect, haha, it's just a dog." Black Shadow snorted coldly, "If you don't want those people to be affected, please come out and fight."
Han Lue said nothing, rushing out of the cave, only hearing the ping -pong pong sounded, and then there was no movement.
In the battle between immortals, shouldn't they turn their hands into clouds and rain, and move mountains and fill seas, and change the color of heaven and earth?
Why are you so calm?
When the four of them, Xi Zhong, were looking at each other in the cave, a man suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, dressed in brocade clothes, with disheveled hair, and many wounds on his body bleeding.
The man sneered sinisterly and stared at the people as if looking at prey.
"Who among you is a person with third-grade spiritual roots?"
The presence of this person here means that Han Lue is in bad luck.
"he!"
"he!"
Li Erbiao and Xi Zhong said the same thing, but Xi Zhong was referring to Li Erbiao, while Li Erbiao was referring to Hu Zi.
"You fart!" Li Erbiao scolded Xi Zhong with a ferocious look on his face.
Hu Zi was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at Li Erbiao.
"I'm not!" Li Erbiao felt very wronged, and looked at Xi Zhong with eyes that almost wanted to spit fire.
The man in brocade clothes snorted coldly: "Those with third-grade spiritual roots will live, but everyone else will die!"
Li Erbiao was stunned for a moment, and then said with joy: "I am, I am, kill them both quickly!"
Xi Zhong looked a little ugly, he was self-defeating and self-defeating.
"Shameless little thief, how dare you fight me openly?!"
Han Lue's furious voice came from outside, which changed the look of the man in brocade clothes, but made Xi Zhong feel happy.
Without saying a word, the man in brocade grabbed Li Erbiao's arm and shouted coldly: "Quick, follow me!"
Li Erbiao was a little surprised: "You didn't say you killed them?"
"Hurry up!" Even though the man in brocade clothes was injured, he was still very strong. Li Erbiao couldn't break free, so his tone had to soften: "Can you take my child bride with you?"
"What nonsense!" The man in brocade raised his hand and chopped at Li Erbiao's neck, knocking him out directly and carrying him away like a cat or dog under his arm.
"Second brother!" Li Ping'er cried out and collapsed on the ground weeping secretly.
Xi Zhong glanced at her. This little girl's voice was quite pleasant, as clear and crisp as pearls falling on a jade plate.
This was not the time to care about these things, so he patted the tiger and gave him a look, and then the two of them walked out of the cave together.
By the moonlight, the two of them spotted Han Lue's figure not far away, slashing at the air with his sword.
Xi Zhong was speechless: It's okay to fight with the air...