"You are that Xie Xiaoman? The monk who had just died of his master, who had come down from the mountain? ”

Xie Xiaoman turned around and saw this young monk who couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth.

The monk looked like he was in his early twenties, his eyes were cold and haughty, and his chin naturally rose as he spoke, as if he was always looking down at each other.

"Yes, I'm Xie Xiaoman." Xie Xiaoman smiled faintly and did not deny it.

"Huh!" The young monk was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a tail in his hand, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, waved the tail in his hand twice, and said with a smile, "At a young age, and a woman, she should retreat and practice penance on the mountain, so that if you run out and be embarrassed, aren't you afraid of losing your master's face?" ”

Xie Xiaoman didn't like such an inexplicably hostile person, but now she didn't want to cause trouble, so she chuckled lightly and didn't answer.

"Xing Ge, let's go, let's see if Senior Tai comes out." Xie Xiaoman turned around and said.

"Tai senior? This cry is affectionate! I said! It turns out that you are hung up with Tai Ping's name. Why, do you really think that the army is also like the world, and you can drag it on casually? I can tell you, this army is all about strength! Without strength, the general won't take you into account at all! Don't think that just because you're a woman gives you an advantage! With your looks, I'm afraid that nine out of ten men will turn you away! ”

"Stinky boy! You keep that mouth clean! ”

Xing Ge couldn't listen to it anymore, and took a few steps forward angrily, and the murderous aura on his body burst out. The monk was frightened and took a step back.

The monk's face turned pale, and then he suddenly remembered something, and took two steps forward. His chin was raised higher, almost spraining his neck: "Bah! You mortal thing, you dare to say that I am a stinky boy! ”

With a wave of his right hand, the monk drew a short sword, which floated flat in mid-air with a gentle dragon groan.

"Huh? It's kind of interesting! "Xie Xiaoman has practiced until now, and he has never seen such a person who can resist the sword. I couldn't help but be very curious and stopped.

She sent out her psychic sense and probed carefully, revealing that the dagger was not disembodied. It's completely condensed with aura. In other words, whether it is the size of the sword body, or the sharpness and other parameters, it all depends on the strength of the caster's own aura.

It's just not clear. A cultivator who can unleash a sword body of this size. Is it strong or weak.

"How! You know you're scared! ”

The monk saw that Xie Xiaoman was almost stunned, and Xing Ge in front of him frowned and took half a step back, and couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart and laughed proudly.

"What are you? Edgeworthiness? Xie Xiaoman asked curiously.

"Huh! I didn't expect a guy with long hair and short knowledge like you to know the name of my swordsmanship! But think about it, too, our famous method is naturally heard of by all cultivators! "The monk stinks.

"Is it really called Swordsmanship? What is your sect? Shushan? Xie Xiaoman rubbed his hands excitedly, "Is there anyone in your sect named Li Xiaoyao?" Or Wine Sword Fairy? That's it...... Edgeworth rides the wind. Eliminate demons in the world. The one who has a good time drinking, and I'm crazy without wine! ”

The monk's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?" We are the Luoyang Sword Sect! What does it have to do with Shushan? Could it be that Shushan also has a sect that can resist swords? Why haven't I heard from my teacher? ”

"That's ......," Xie Xiaoman pouted. That's not interesting. I thought there were Zhao Ling'er and Lin Yueru in this world, and I was just thinking about how to take a look. ”

Xing Ge was confused, and glanced at Xie Xiaoman with unreasonable eyes.

Xie Xiaoman grinned and beckoned to him: "Don't be like him, let's go." ”

"What! I even sacrificed my sword! Do you want to leave like this? Seeing Xie Xiaoman and the others pulling their legs and leaving, the monk was in a hurry.

"How?" Xie Xiaoman restrained his smile and turned his head slightly, "Do you really want to fight?" ”

Next to him, some Zhao soldiers who were bored and didn't need to be on duty today had already surrounded them at this time, although they couldn't get in and couldn't hear the conversation between the three of them, they could also see the situation in front of them, so they were talking about it.

Xie Xiaoman never cared about the eyes of others, so he naturally didn't care about these things. The monk was different, he came to this place with a heart that he had to serve in the army. Especially after he heard that his competitor was a woman, his contempt and hostility towards Xie Xiaoman became more and more serious.

"Of course you have to fight!" The monk sneered, "Anyway, between you and me, there will definitely be a winner, so that the general can decide who to leave in the army!" In this case, it is better for us to fight a battle first, and the generals of the province will have to worry about it! ”

Xie Xiaoman faced his face and looked at him for a while.

The monk slowly adjusted his whole body to the optimal state, his eyes began to glow, and the dragon groan of the short sword beside his hand became more and more intense.

The sergeants next to them felt a little excited, especially when they looked at the monk's posture of the sword, and they felt even more admiration.

The monk liked the adoring gaze and straightened his back.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Just when the monk was ready to stop everything and was ready to do it at any time, Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly, and suddenly said this.

"What did you say?" The monk's facial cramps were so terrible that he almost exploded.

"I said, I, no, fun, fun!" Xie Xiaoman repeated word by word, "In particular, not only do I not like to fight, but I also don't like to fight with people whose names I don't even know." ”

"Zhou Zhiyi of the Lower Luoyang Sword Sect! Please teach you Xie Xiaoman's tricks! The monk said angrily.

"Zhou Zhiyi? What is your relationship with Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction? Are you her brother? ”

"What Emei faction Zhou Zhiruo? Is there such a sect? Zhou Zhiyi was as angry as a rabbit.

Xie Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders, ignored him anymore, and continued to walk forward.

"Stop!" Zhou Zhiyi roared.

"Xing Ge, it seems that Senior Tai will not be able to come out for a while, I will accompany you to your camp to report first, and you will just introduce me to this pass." Xie Xiaoman completely ignored Zhou Zhiyi and said to Xing Ge with a light smile.

"You stop Lao Tzu!" Zhou Zhiyi roared again, this time, the roar was almost accompanied by a sharp voice caused by anger. With the last word "live", the short sword in Zhou Zhiyi's hand was like a line, stabbing out violently, aiming straight at Xie Xiaoman's back!

Xing Ge walked behind Xie Xiaoman's side, if he didn't dodge or dodge, this sword would first cut through his lower right abdomen, and then stab into Xie Xiaoman's body.

But Xing Ge had no way to dodge at all, because although the sword momentum was like the wind, there was no wind around him. Because the sword is not the substance, but the aura is condensed, where is the wind that causes hunting?

So Xing Ge didn't dodge or dodge, but listened carefully to what Xie Xiaoman said, and nodded equally seriously.

The short sword came in an instant, came to Xing Ge's side, and cut through his clothes.

But that's all it was, I cut the placket of my clothes, and then I stopped.

Xie Xiaoman's footsteps did not stop, Xing Ge's footsteps did not stop, and even Xie Xiaoman's words did not stop.

But the dagger stopped.

At the moment when the short sword stopped, Zhou Zhiyi's face suddenly became extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out violently, he covered his chest, took half a step back, and sat on the ground without strength.

Xing Ge naturally heard the movement behind him, and at the same time heard the uproar of his comrades around him.

So he turned his head differently, and in this way, he saw the short sword hanging on his chest, but it was difficult to take a step forward, and Zhou Zhiyi, who was sitting on the ground in embarrassment.

Xing Ge was slightly startled.

Zhou Zhiyi's face was full of horror, he raised his hand and pointed at Xie Xiaoman, struggling to say something, but in the end he just spit out a mouthful of blood again.

The blood stained his navy blue robes even deeper.

At that moment, Zhou Zhiyi saw Xie Xiaoman's slightly sliding fingers, and felt the overwhelming aura of Mount Tai rushing towards him.

"I'm sorry." Xie Xiaoman also stopped and looked back at Zhou Zhiyi, "I didn't know that attacking the sword body would hurt your body, this was a mistake." If I knew, I would have been lighter. ”

When Zhou Zhiyi heard this, she couldn't help but sneer, covered her lips and coughed twice.

"That's a nice thing to say. If you know the art of the sword I use, how can you not know such a simple thing! Scold! Win or lose, I, Zhou Zhiyi, admit defeat! ”

Xie Xiaoman frowned slightly, but he didn't have anything to explain.

She just couldn't help but think in her heart, in this way, although the art of the sword is cool and looks quite like a swordsman, the disadvantages are too obvious. As long as the sword body is slightly damaged, it will directly cause damage to the main body, doesn't that mean......

Xie Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, slowly stretched out his hand, and grasped the hilt of the short sword.

Sure enough, Zhou Zhiyi's expression was even more panicked, and he struggled several times to stand up, but after all, because of his injury, it was difficult to continue.

Zhou Zhiyi stared at Xie Xiaoman's sword-holding hand, as if staring at his own life.

In fact, that was indeed his lifeline.

"If I crush this sword, you're going to die?" Xie Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Zhiyi's face turned blue and pale, he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "Dead woman! What the fuck are you grinding! Since I've lost, I'm going to kill or kill as you please! What the are you doing like this! Pretend not to know anything to show someone! ”

Zhou Zhiyi knew in his heart that he was even more angry with himself. Obviously, he was in the front of the sneak attack, but now he not only lost, but also lost very completely! What's more, it turned out to be such a loss in front of everyone! Zhou Zhiyi really even has the mind of self-determination!

"You're right! If the sword shatters, my life will be over! But since I made a move before, I'm not afraid that you will take my life! Kill if you want to! If I, Zhou Zhiyi, frown today, I won't be a hero! Zhou Zhiyi roared angrily. (To be continued......)