Looking at Guo Qingke, who was not shocked, Hu Mao couldn't help but be angry again, he really didn't take him seriously, he was a monk in the Yuanying realm, and in this era of the end of the law, he definitely belonged to the powerful little master, not to mention that he was still in this small county town in a corner. couldn't help but strengthen the attack in his hand, and the three-inch short sword looked even more hideous.

Guo Qingke felt a trace of danger, and saw that the three-inch short sword in Hu Mao's hand was not simple, and he didn't dare to be careless, and wanted to dodge by his body, but who knew that Hu Mao's body was also very agile, and it was not inferior to Guo Qingke's speed. Suddenly, the three-inch short sword in Hu Mao's hand was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it was impossible to dodge it at all.

"Sure enough, he is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and his strength should not be underestimated!"

Even so, Guo Qingke didn't feel any pressure, on the contrary, he was still secretly amazed in his heart, after all, this was the second high-level monk he had encountered, but because Sun Shuren's cultivation was dispersed, he was not a high-level monk, so in this way, Hu Mao had changed to the first, and he was the one who really showed his strength.

"Yikes!"

Hu Mao couldn't hit Guo Qingke all the time, and he couldn't help but feel even more angry in his heart, and his body speed couldn't help but increase again, after all, in addition to being good at spirituality, the fox clan was also one of the best in the animal race.

"In that case, let's test how strong I really am!"

Guo Qingke felt Hu Mao's faster attack, no longer dodged, and stopped for a while, waiting for Hu Mao's attack to come, and there was a trace of war intent in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The three-inch short sword in Hu Mao's hand stabbed Guo Qingke's arm, and a sound similar to the sound of Jin Ge sounded. Then the tip of the three-inch short sword was against Guo Qingke's arm, and he was not allowed to score another half a point. If you look closely, you will find that Guo Qingke's arm is actually glowing with a hint of gold.

Hu Mao was shocked in his heart, but he didn't give up, he withdrew the three-inch short sword, and then shot again, completely mobilizing the power in his body, converging on the three-inch short sword, and the right hand and arm holding the sword burst into green tendons, which seemed to be serious.

"This short sword seems to be a little ......"

Guo Qingke looked at the three-inch short sword in Hu Mao's hand, and couldn't help but have some memories in his mind, this short sword seemed to be recorded in a certain book.

"Qinggang!"

Guo Qingke couldn't help but exclaim, this is a famous short sword, and it can also be called a famous dagger. There was once a text that said: Prince Wei made a hundred daggers two: one of them is like ice, and the name is Qinggang. This is exactly the white billet dagger that is as solid as ice. It's no wonder that the entire sword body gives people a cold and cool feeling, but it exudes masculinity, which is completely mismatched, but if it is this Qinggang, it is not surprising.

"Qinggang?!"

When Hu Mao heard Guo Qingke's words, a trace of doubt rose in his heart, obviously he didn't know the origin of this three-inch short sword, but he knew that Lao Dao said that this short sword was not simple, it was a magic weapon, which could help him. But even so, he didn't stop attacking, and still attacked Guo Qingke.

"Qinggang!"

Hou Ying behind Guo Qingke also exclaimed, obviously she had heard of this three-inch short sword, and she couldn't help but show a trace of worry in her eyes when she looked at Guo Qingke.

"Let me see how powerful this legendary Baipi dagger really is!"

Although Guo Qingke was a little surprised, he didn't mean to avoid its edge at all, but turned his right hand into a fist and took the initiative to meet it, wanting to test the toughness of this divine weapon, and at the same time, he also wanted to test whether his long-cultivated body had been practiced at home, although it was a bit risky, but he was still relatively confident in this body refining technique, and besides, he had other means to resist this attack, so there was no danger at all.

"Sonorous!"

There was another sound of metal colliding, and then a wave of qi dispersed vertically at the place where the sword fist met, forming layers of faint ripples in the condensed yin qi.

"It's really a dagger!"

A trace of blood oozed from Guo Qingke's right fist, obviously Qing Gang broke his defense, but it was only a defense broken, and the depth of the stab into the fist was only a millimeter.

"It seems that the golden body is still good!"

Guo Qingke smiled inexplicably, he was still quite satisfied with the body refining technique he had cultivated, after all, the realm of his own cultivation was not high, and it was already good to have such a defense.

"You ......"

Hu Mao was not calm, the strength of the chubby student in front of him was too unexpected, he could be hit with all his strength, and he was safe, and the three-inch short sword in his hand only pierced a layer of skin on his fist, and there was a hint of retreat in his heart.

"Could it be that you are also a monk in the infancy?!"

Hu Mao couldn't help but say the guess about Guo Qingke in his heart, after all, only people with the same realm as himself should have such strength, but all the people who have cultivated to his own realm are all old, how can anyone be as old as the one in front of him, and he can't see through the realm of the person in front of him, so he inevitably muttered a little in his heart.

"Guo Qingke actually has such strength?!"

Not only Hu Mao himself had doubts in his heart, but even Hou Ying was shocked in his heart, and he was also full of curiosity about Guo Qingke's realm.

"I?!There is still some distance from the Yuan Infant Period!"

Guo Qingke smiled indifferently and denied it.

Hearing Guo Qingke's answer, Hu Mao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if Guo Qingke admitted that he was really a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, then it would be too demonic, unless it was pretended by some unborn old monster, but Hu Mao had already explored Guo Qingke's roots, and he was completely a teenager. However, Guo Qingke's next sentence made him want to scold the street.

"However, it's not much different, if you want to talk about strength, it should be a little stronger than you!"

Guo Qingke continued, smiling slightly, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but it made Hu Mao feel deeply malicious.

And Hou Ying, who was behind Guo Qingke, was already shocked and didn't know what to say, and looked at the dead fat man in front of him blankly, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. After all, she has always been in the younger generation of the family, she is at the forefront, even if she knows that she is the same age as herself, there are few who can compare with her own strength, but now there is one, and listening to the meaning of this far more than herself, she can't help but feel a little unconvinced, but convinced, after all, the strength that Guo Qingke showed just now is not comparable to her, for a while, like a rooster with his head held high was defeated, he lowered his arrogant head, and his heart was mixed.