Seeing that Zhao Xuan was about to make a move, Lin Yan and the others were startled, and hurriedly retreated, for fear of being involved. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liang Xiao, on the other hand, still stood there with his hands in his hands, with a mocking face on his face, without the slightest fear.

"This is going to be a fight, who will win on either of them?"

A nominal disciple asked Lin Yan in a low voice.

Lin Yan swallowed and spitted at the mouth: "It's hard to say, Liang Xiao only has the Xuan Qi Realm Perfection, but he killed the Iron Arm Demon Ape with his own strength." Zhao Xuan, on the other hand, is an outer disciple and has many means. It's really impossible to determine who wins and who loses! ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xuan made a sudden move, his right hand clenched into a fist, and slammed into Liang Xiao's chest.

"Little King Kong Fist!"

"Haha, this kid is going to break his muscles and bones!"

Seeing Zhao Xuan's tricks, his two subordinates smiled proudly.

The Little King Kong Fist is a second-order middle-grade boxing method, known for its fierceness and fierceness. If you hit a martial artist of the same level, it is normal to break your muscles and bones. They looked at Liang Xiao mockingly, wanting to see the kid fall to the ground and beg for mercy.

But Lin Yan's eyes widened.

They had seen with their own eyes just now that Liang Xiao was a tough iron arm demon ape with his physique and did not fall behind, so he would not be defeated in the hands of Zhao Xuan, right?

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and Zhao Xuan, who was smiling, changed his face suddenly. He only felt that there was an unstoppable force surging from Liang Xiao's fist, and in an instant, he blasted his fist open and broke into his body. With unprecedented anger, the next moment Zhao Xuan snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure retreated dozens of steps one after another under the gaze of everyone, until he hit three or four giant trees, and then stopped.

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

The two of them, who were still laughing at Liang Xiao's incompetence, widened their eyes even more.

They looked at Zhao Xuan, who was knocked back, and Liang Xiao, who had never retreated, and they were stunned to the extreme.

"How is that possible? This kid is just a consummation of the Xuan Qi Realm! Zhao Xuan, who was knocked back by a punch, roared wildly in his heart. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth fiercely, looked at Liang Xiao, and said coldly: "No wonder you have the courage to argue with me, all of this is your own fault!" ”

"Tempest Sword!"

Boom!

A trace of madness flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and he let out a low shout, and he actually made another move. The long sword came out of its sheath, bringing a burst of echoes, and in an instant, the sword light in the sky had already burst out. Within a radius of a few meters, Zhao Xuan's figure was no longer visible, and there was sword light everywhere, and there was endless sword rain.

Every sword light that hit the tree was to crush it. Every drop of sword rain that falls on the ground forms a pit several meters deep.

This piece of sky-like sword light shrouded down rapidly, towards Liang Xiao's lightning-like slaughter.

"It's the Tempest Sword!"

"The sword is like a storm, and the sword is like a shower. This is a third-order inferior swordsmanship, so terrifying power......"

"Brother Lin Yan!"

"This move, can Liang Xiao resist the past?"

"Look, he's drawn his sword!"

Boom!

The cold sword glowed with the roar of the bone sword. Liang Xiao only took out a sword, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, the sword light and sword rain like a storm were directly shattered.

At the same time, there was another sound of a bone sword in its sheath. A touch of donated blood flew out of Zhao Xuan's body. His right hand, which was holding the long sword, was actually cut off by Liang Xiao's sword and smashed to the ground with a clatter.

Inside and outside the Remnant Dragon Mountains, there was a dead silence.

"If you want to kill people and seize treasures, you have to weigh your own strength!" Liang Xiao glanced at Zhao Xuan and said, "This time, it was your right hand that I cut off. If there is a next time, I will cut off your head! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xuan was indignant in his heart. He looked at his severed hand, almost gritted his teeth and looked at Liang Xiao, and said, "What's your name!" ”

"Go down, Liang Xiao!"

"If you want to take revenge, just come here, I'll accompany you at any time!"

After speaking, Liang Xiao stood with his hands in his hands and walked towards the periphery of the Remnant Dragon Mountain Range.

Staring at Liang Xiao deadly, anger flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes. "Liang Xiao, is it? If I don't take revenge, I swear not to be a man! ”

It wasn't until Liang Xiao, Zhao Xuan, and the others left and completely disappeared into the Remnant Dragon Mountain Range that Lin Yan and the others came back to their senses.

Lin Yan stared blankly at the blood all over the ground.

I don't know why.

In his heart, at this moment, he had a strong premonition - this time in Sword Mountain, I am afraid that this young man named Liang Xiao will definitely set off an amazing storm.

……

Three days later.

Liang Xiao had already come to the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

Although it is still a few days before the festival begins, tens of thousands of people have already gathered at the foot of the mountain. Any one of them is a martial artist of the Xuan Qi Realm, and some of them are at the peak and strong in artistic conception.

Black Rock City, White Feather City, how can they compare to here.

"Finally back to the Sword Sect!"

Liang Xiao put his hands behind his back and looked at the twelve sword blades that almost towered into the sky. In his previous life, he was respectfully invited to enter the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect with the body of the Red Dragon Battle Soul. But in this life, he has to pass through the three levels of Sword Mountain.

"It is estimated that those people have already cultivated in the sixth peak, right?"

Liang Xiao sneered.

The Red Dragon Battle Soul of the Eighth Rank and Seventh Level is of course terrifying. But in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, it is not considered top-notch. There are also many people's battle spirits, which are a few levels higher than him, or even one grade higher, and their cultivation speed is naturally faster than him.

And those people, the battle soul awakened earlier, and cultivated earlier than him, and their cultivation was naturally higher and deeper than him. Therefore, Liang Xiao, who had just entered the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect in his previous life, was very 'taken care of' by these people!

But behind these disciples, either the elders are supporting the waist, or the sword master is supporting the waist. Therefore, even with him and the Rainfall Fairy, they were all excluded.

"I don't know how the Rain Falling Fairy and Lu Xian'er are doing now."

Liang Xiao fell into a deep depression.

Not far away, an old man with a leaning body and a smell of alcohol was lying under the tree drunkenly watching these disciples coming and going. "To be young is to be good, and to be young is to be vibrant...... I don't know, this year's disciples of Sword Mountain, is there anyone who can make me take a fancy to it? ”

"Huh?"

"Looks like there's trouble!"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked into the distance, only to see a group of disciples dressed in the outer gate of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, walking down from the top of the sixth peak. The leader was a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a hideous scar on his face.

And behind him was Zhao Xuan, whose right hand was cut off.

Wherever the group passed, all the crowd was afraid to get out of the way, for fear of provoking them.

"That's him!"

"That kid cut off my right hand!"

"Liang Xiao!"

Zhao Xuan almost gritted a mouthful of teeth, and he pointed at the young man standing with his hands in his hands, and his eyes could not hide his anger.

"Liang Xiao?"

"I want to see what kind of character this kid is, he dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head!"

The scarred youth snorted coldly and walked quickly towards Liang Xiao.