"I'm really sorry, I'm in too much of a hurry to go out, so I brought a sword with a weapon spirit to make everyone laugh. ”

Xia Ping raised the sword in his hand and smiled at Zhao Wouji: "I don't lack a sword like this at home, this brother, if you give up the pursuit of Keqing now, I don't mind giving you two to play with." ”

Of course, it was impossible for Xia Ping to really take out two more swords with weapons. Even the sword in his hand is a small meow. In a sense, Xiao Meow can be counted as any weapon, but it can also be regarded as not belonging to any weapon, so in principle, Xia Ping does not have a sword with a weapon spirit.

However, Xia Ping was not afraid of being exposed at all, because Zao Wou-Ki would not give in to him if he was killed. So he, who pays great attention to face, is a dumb loser. And Xia Ping, who is already familiar with his character, of course, how arrogant he is.

Since he had already broken with Zao Wou-Ki and Shushan behind him, he would definitely not be merciful. At the very least, it will leave a shadow in Zao Wou-Ki's heart, so that he will not be able to advance an inch for the rest of his life.

As for the people present, except for a few people who were relatively strong and had a relatively high vision, they were all dumbfounded.

A mysterious young man who can compete with Zao Wou-Ki in terms of strength and rival the Shushan faction in terms of financial resources. This undoubtedly touched the hearts of the women present, and also made other people who were eager to try it feel reluctant.

Whether Xia Ping is good or bad, it is not something they can easily interfere with.

"Hmph, no matter how good the weapon is, it depends on the person who uses it. The sword with the machine spirit is simply a pearl in your hands, so it's better for me to use it. ”

Zhao Wou-Ki obviously understood that if he continued to entangle with Xia Ping, he would only be more passive, and only by killing Xia Ping with the power of thunder could he regain his prestige in the hearts of everyone.

I saw that Zao Wou-ki's right hand grabbed the air again, and another sword that was not inferior to the previous one appeared in his hand again. Xia Ping, who was watching, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

is really worthy of being a personal disciple of Shushan, this kind of sword that is worth a lot of money at a glance is actually one after another. Thinking about his dignified Cangming Sect's eldest disciple, he still has to rely on robbing his house to make a living, he is really more popular than others.

Of course, Xia Ping can only complain to himself boringly. In front of Cangyue Zhenren, Xia Ping really didn't dare to say it. Because there are not many Cangming factions, there are many treasures, if Xia Ping really licks his face to ask for it, he doesn't dare to say that there are many treasures, at least two or three treasures with machine spirits can still be obtained.

However, how can there be wild flowers outside the house, no, baby fragrant.

"Qiankun swordsmanship, Ling Feng slash!"

"Hey, I'm not ready yet," looking at the Changhong sword qi that Zhao Wou-Ki unleashed, Xia Ping couldn't help but be "shocked" and hurriedly set up the long sword he had snatched from Zao Wou-Ki, trying to block Zao Wou-ki's slash.

"Hahahaha, you want to use the real thing to block my sword qi? Even a junior apprentice who has just practiced sword would not be so naïve!"

Zao Wou-Ki laughed wildly as he drew his sword and rushed forward. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Zao Wou-Ki will not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy again. Regardless of whether Xia Ping was sure to use his sword qi or not, he would make up for him again.

I believe that with his full play, Xia Ping, a little monk in the foundation building period, will no longer have any chance of surviving.

As a result, as Zao Wou-Ki had expected in his heart, Xia Ping's sword did not block his sword qi at all. Not only that, but he also stabbed him in the chest at the same time.

With such a serious injury, even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save him.

Some timid female viewers even covered their eyes and turned their heads, as if they couldn't bear to see Xia Ping being cut into pieces. After all, Xia Ping had just established a good impression in their hearts.

However, at this moment, Zao Wou-ki's originally ecstatic expression suddenly stiffened on his face.

Because he suddenly realized that he didn't feel like he was stabbing his flesh at all. In other words, his sword failed.

But I obviously stabbed him in the chest. Unless......

Zao Wou-Ki suddenly had a bad thought in his heart. I didn't know what was going on, but I always felt like danger was coming.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

The perceptive Zao Wou-Ki immediately tilted his body to the side.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a very sharp sword aura swept against Zao Wou-Ki's clothes and struck from behind Zao Wou-Ki. Directly left a sword mark on the floor that was several meters long.

"Oops, it seems that my swordsmanship is still too bad, and I can't even hit it so closely. ”

Xia Ping, who appeared behind Zhao Wuji at some point, looked at the long sword in his hand, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, I'm still not suitable to be a sword immortal, so I'd better be a mage obediently." ”

Xia Ping's words were in Zao Wouji's ears, how awkward it sounded.

I knew that Xia Ping's sword just now was almost impeccable in terms of angle, strength and concealment. If it weren't for the warning of his sixth sense, I'm afraid I would have been in a different place by now.

Even if you let yourself use this sword, you can't do better. This guy is being modest, and he is clearly mocking his swordsmanship, which is not as good as a halfway monk like him.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, today's battle is not only related to his own dignity, but also to the reputation of Shushan. So you can only win, you can't lose.

Although he didn't know how Xia Ping ran behind him just now, Zao Wou-Ki could roughly guess something, it should be an illusion that affects people's facial features. As long as you release your divine sense, you won't be confused by his illusions anymore.

And he used illusions, but he didn't go head-to-head with himself, doesn't it mean that this guy is not sure to win against himself at all?

So what I have to do now is to chase after the victory, and I can't leave this guy any respite.

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-Ki no longer hesitated, exerted force under his feet, and the whole person instantly accelerated, surpassing the speed of sound. In the eyes of ordinary people, it seems to have suddenly disappeared.

Even the monks present, including the foundation building period, could only catch a trace of Zao Wou-ki. But this is their limit, and it is simply impossible to keep up with Zao Wou-Ki's speed and react in time.

Fortunately, Xia Ping is not one of these people.

I don't dare to say anything else, but in terms of divine sense, Xia Ping is still a little confident. It was still very simple to use his divine sense to lock Zao Wou-Ki.

As for the physical reaction, don't laugh, Xia Ping is a mage, who is playing melee with you. Which mage doesn't have an AOE skill or two?

"Heavenly Thunder!"

Hearing Xia Ping's clear drink, a dazzling burst of thunder suddenly erupted within a radius of more than ten meters with him as the center.

Then, a miserable scream sounded from the thunder, and through the thunder, the people outside the field could vaguely see a pitch-black human figure flickering in the thunderlight.

"Heh, you want to use the bitter meat trick to calculate me?"

Listening to the screams coming from the thunder light, Xia Ping couldn't help but show a sneer, and pulled out a large handful of thunder talismans from his space bag.

"Let you taste the power of a real RMB warrior. ”