"Three moves? Hehe, Xuanming Daoyou, you are very calculating. Well, three moves are three moves. However, if we don't have a winner within three moves, what will happen to this snow spirit grass? Don't sue me, take half of each. The old man would never agree. ”

Hattori Jiecuo looked like he was sure to win and not lose, and said in an old-fashioned manner.

Xiao Fan said indifferently: "Hattori Sect Master is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, although he has not yet recovered the realm of the Yuan Infant Stage, he is also at the peak level of the late Jindan period, and he does not expect to win in the competition." If there is a tie within three moves, then this snow spirit grass is still owned by the Hattori Sect Master, and I only need a few grass seeds. The grass seeds of snow spirit grass can also be used in medicine. ”

The maturity year of Xueling grass is about three or four hundred years, but at present, this plant has thousands of years of medicinal properties, so it is naturally better. Xiao Fan has an elixir garden, and there is no mature spiritual grass, so it is also very good to be able to get grass seeds for seeding. If it is planted in a hundredfold area, it will be of great use in three or four years.

Those who cultivate the truth, after only a few years, can naturally afford to wait.

In fact, as soon as Hattori Jiecuo stood next to this snow spirit grass, Xiao Fan made up his mind that he only needed grass seeds. For the sake of a spiritual grass, it is very unwise to completely tear his face here with Hattori Jiecuo. Of course, he is not afraid, if any of these girls are injured in Xin Linyuan Qianqian, the gains will outweigh the losses.

It's just that if you directly ask Hattori Jiecuo for grass seeds, with this old guy's suspicious character, he will definitely refuse, and he will always have an accident, so it's better to have a fight.

He was not sure of the life-and-death fight, and there was no need for it. Only three tricks are learned, and it is not a big problem to think of it.

Sure enough, Hattori Jiecuo heard that Xiao Fan only needed grass seeds. Without even thinking about it, he agreed and said, "Yes." As long as you can catch my three moves, you won't die or be crippled, even if the fight is a draw, you will be given a few grass seeds from the Snow Spirit Grass, and it will not be a problem. ”

The grass seeds of snow spirit grass are used in medicine. The use of the snow spirit grass itself as a medicine is completely different, and the elixir that is practiced is far from the magical effect of turning a pill. It only worked on monks below the foundation building period, and Hattori Kaicuo naturally understood Xiao Fan's intention to mean that he wanted to refine the elixir for several of his wives and concubines.

The true relationship between Xin Linyuan Qianqian's daughters and Xiao Fan, where does Hattori Jiecuo have the leisure time to verify the evidence one by one?

Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said, "Hattori Sect Master is so confident...... Please! ”

Hattori's figure moved. And he went out of the medicine garden. Standing on the white jade stone road outside, he still clasped his hands to his chest, without saying a word, and looked coldly at Xiao Fan, who came out of the elixir garden after him.

Songquan Dao and the husband and wife monks were very interested, and immediately followed out, never staying in the medicine garden to be in a place of suspicion.

Everyone came out of the medicine garden, and Patriarch Rong Tian stood the farthest. In the depths of his eyes, a faint blood-red light shone brightly. It looks extremely weird. Since entering this space, the savage aura on Patriarch Rong Tian's body has become more and more intense. No matter how much he tried to hide it, it was difficult to completely hide it.

Xiao Fan slowly came to the five zhang opposite Hattori Jiecuo, stood still, still calm and relaxed.

Even Xuanming Zhenjun secretly sighed in his heart, this young man really had the bearing of Taixing Zhenren back then, and even, in terms of temperament alone, he was still above Taixing Zhenren.

Even if he was replaced by Xuanming Zhenjun, in the face of the peak level of Jindan under the current peak of Jindan such as Hattori Jiecuo, a former monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, he would be nervous in his heart and couldn't stop playing the drums.

In the cultivation realm, the gap in absolute strength is sometimes difficult to make up for with other techniques. Every realm will trap many people, and there are very few who can really succeed in advancement.

Between the middle and late stages of Jindan, it is often a moat, and it is difficult to cross it throughout its life.

As for Songquan Daoren and the couple monks, they were even more worried and excited. Although I really want to see the supernatural powers of these two, I am worried that if Xiao Fan is seriously injured by Hattori Jiecuo, their life will be difficult. Without Xiao Fan and Xuanming Zhenjun taking the lead, they would never dare to sing against the two Jindan late stage monks, and if there is any good thing, they will naturally do their best to choose Hattori Jiecuo and Patriarch Rongtian, and pick the rest before they can get a little leftovers.

Hattori Jiecuo looked at Xiao Fan coldly, his right hand was slowly raised, his five fingers were opened, and a dazzling light gradually flashed, and he couldn't help but condense between his five fingers, until a white ball of light was formed, which made the onlookers squint their eyes and dare not look directly.

"Uhhh

Hattori raised his hand suddenly, and a huge iron fist formed by the condensation of milky white light slammed towards Xiao Fan, and the air near him twisted up for a while, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Xuanming Zhenjun's eyebrows furrowed suddenly.

This old monster didn't even use their Demon Sword Sect's stunt, but instead used this kind of clumsy looking fighting style. This iron fist condensed by mana is not fast, not to mention Xiao Fan, even if the mid-stage foundation building cultivator with the lowest cultivation in the field can easily dodge it.

Xuanming Zhenjun could see that there was no backhand for this punch, and to dodge it was to dodge it.

However, the more this seemingly clumsy style of play, it is particularly effective for Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan won't hide.

Xuanming Zhenjun knows this, and the women of Wujimen and Maoshan all know it.

In front of these many people, Xiao Fan would never show weakness as soon as he came up.

Xiao Fan's elegance and grace on the outside are directly proportional to the perseverance and fortitude in his heart, the more elegant he looks, the more determined he is.

It was precisely because of Xiao Fan's characteristics that Hattori Jiecuo used this kind of hard-hitting style of play, and there was no room for opportunism.

Sure enough, Xiao Fan shouted in a low voice, and he also pushed it out with one palm.

A strong wind swept the ground, and a palm shadow appeared in the void, even if it stood more than ten zhang away, everyone could also feel the majestic power contained in this palm. Haoran righteousness, as the magic of Wujimen, has a strong mana and a solid foundation, and is famous all over the world.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the two huge forces "banged" together, and the palm shadow, which was not as thick as the iron fist, suddenly shook violently. A hint of sarcasm rose at the corner of Hattori's mouth.

This junior looks like he has a lot of in his chest, but it turns out that he is just a virtual appearance, strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

This kind of pure mana competition, the strong one wins, and the weak one loses, but it can't be fake or tricky at all.

But soon, Hattori's sarcastic smile froze on his face.

I only heard a "bang", the milky white palm shadow finally couldn't support it, and exploded, and before everyone could exclaim, where the original palm shadow disappeared, the second palm shadow emerged and resisted the iron fist again.

A moment later, the second palm shadow was also shattered, and the iron fist roared forward, Xiao Fan just looked at it lightly, not dodging or dodging, not even blinking his eyebrows. The iron fist hit a few feet in front of him, and finally couldn't hold on, shook twice, and exploded, shattering inch by inch, turning into countless milky white points of light, dissipating into invisibility.

Xiao Fan's hair and clothes flew up.

The onlookers suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at this situation, although Xiao Fan's mana is not as strong as Hattori Jiecuo, it is not far behind. In particular, Xiao Fan's accurate grasp of each other's strength is even more convincing. I had already calculated in my heart that after two rounds of consumption, the iron fist was already at the end of the crossbow, and it could not cause any damage to itself, so I dared to stand there without dodging or dodging.

This determination is especially amazing.

"Very good, I didn't expect the Wuji inheritance, and such a trick to use mana, but the old man underestimated you. Next, how about Xiao Daoyou try the old man's knife technique? ”

Hattori Jiecuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a little surprise, and then reached out and pressed the hilt of the long knife at his waist, and his gaze instantly became cold as ice. Even the air around him was suffocated, cold and ineffective.

"I have heard the name of the demon knife for a long time, and I am willing to understand it."

Xiao Fan was still faint, and he couldn't see any nervousness and worry.

After all, he has already fought with Ape Fei Yichang, who was at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, and Ape Fei Yichang is certainly inferior to his master, but it is also the authentic inheritance of the Demon Sword Sect, and the sword technique of the master and apprentice to use the demon knife should be in the same line, and there is no essential difference.

Seeing that Xiao Fan was so calm and composed, Hattori raised his eyebrows, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and with a "poof-" sound, he pulled out the knife from its sheath.

Like a snow-bright lightning, it suddenly tore through the sky.

The faces of the onlookers changed dramatically.

Outside the underwater pyramid, everyone has seen Hattori Jiecuo's demon knife once, but it was underwater, and Hattori Jiecuo was hidden in the billowing black fog, and the snowy knife light was only half seen, like a glimpse, very uninteresting.

Now that it is close at hand, everyone finds that they can't see clearly at all, and the true appearance of the rumored demon knife can only see a bright sword, shining. It seemed that at this moment, there was no zài left in the surrounding qiē, and only Hattori Jiecuo and the dazzling sword light in front of him could be seen.

Everyone present, no one is a fuel-efficient lamp, and everyone has seen a sharp blade, but until now, seeing Hattori Jiecuo's demon knife, everyone finally understands what is called real sharpness.

I believe that under this demon knife, there is nothing in the world that cannot be split.

Hattori Jiecuo held the handle of the demon knife with both hands, slowly raised it, his eyes slightly closed, and his mana gradually poured into the blade. The originally bright and piercing sword slowly flowed, like a dragon coming to life, swimming back and forth on the blade of the demon blade, faintly emitting the sound of a dragon's groan.

At this moment, everyone only saw a more and more dazzling and dazzling sword light in their eyes, and even Hattori Jiecuo couldn't see it. Those who were weaker in cultivation had to close their eyes slightly and look away slightly.

"Xiao Daoyou, don't you still dodge or dodge?"

In the piercing light of the knife, Hattori Kaicuo's cold voice was heard.

Are you kidding?

This agitation method is also used too much!

Who would dare to face such a sharp demon knife without dodging or dodging?

Yuan Qianqian Chen Yang couldn't help but scold!

"Yes, I'll try."

Who knew that the next moment, Xiao Fan's still flat voice came from the opposite side, and he was not shocked. (To be continued......)