Chapter 33: Sigh Simon's Sword
At a glance, when people will be at the top, there is a feeling.
Everyone crossed the collapsed hill, and in the distance, they saw a black-clothed flea Xiu and the first two people of the demon clan, not far from them.
A snow-colored Qionghua forest that is not too big, and the black-robed Flea Xiu and the two of them are standing aside, which is also even more eye-catching.
Wu Jinxuan teased Kongkong all the way, stretched out her hand all the way and wanted to hug her, Kongkong looked affectionate and "not close to women", just lying on Xiao Wendao's shoulder, lazy like a noblewoman.
Tang Bingxin also had a smile on his face, flattering Kongkong. Sora sticks out his little pink tongue and yawns like only the fox world understands.
A handful of all kinds of nut preserves appeared in Tang Bingxin's hand, and the little girl took the candied fruit and put it on the empty little mouth, and the little curly tongue ate one.
Xiao asked and looked at the food in Tang Bingxin's hand, and there was also a discussion in his heart, is this here for a competition, or for an outing, isn't this the rhythm of going out.
As soon as he jumped in the air, he jumped into Tang Bingxin's arms and behaved coquettishly.
Regarding the empty "betrayal", Xiao asked a little unprepared, just now he only recognized himself as the master, so he was deceived and ran away with a snack.
This time, Wu Jinxuan was even more comfortable, and she took a snack she had brought with her, not the nut candied fruit that Tang Bingxin took, but more like beef jerky.
Empty of this snack goods, those who come do not refuse, a bite of a pistachio, a bite of a raisin, and the little mouth has not been idle.
"Don't hold it up. Xiao asked, looking at Kongkong's eating posture, he was a little worried in his heart.
However, looking at its small mouth as if it was a bottomless pit, looking at its body that was only half a foot long, eating so many things, I was stunned that I didn't see fat.
It wasn't until this group of people walked up to Flea Hugh that they found that he was injured. Lu Qingyu, who was able to beat Lu Qingyu, who ranked second among the seven sons of Xuanji, into a seriously injured flea, sat in an open space with a grim face, and was healing alone.
The other two people from the demon clan were also scarred.
However, all three were not seriously injured.
A man in bright armor looked at everyone and said: "The competition in the Wuqi Valley, a total of five levels, a total of three days, there is still a day and a half left, if anyone is the first to withdraw, who is the tenth place in this competition between the two clans, after three days, if there is no winner or loser, among you, another competition." Each level has a gatekeeper, and if you win, you will advance, and if you lose, you will retreat. β
At this time, everyone had a retrospective in their hearts, and after setting up five levels, they understood that even if they were the top ten most prominent of the two races, they might not necessarily make it to the end.
"What if the gatekeeper dies? Ximen Baitu said gloomily.
"If the gatekeeper dies, all the people will pass. The soldier said in a loud voice.
Wang Huizhang, in the early days of the Qiyuan realm, was ranked thirty-ninth on the Langya list.
At this time, everyone noticed the faint fragrance of Qionghua, mixed with the breath of slaughter, which was the breath honed on the battlefield, and Flea Xiu and the other two people of the demon clan were defeated by him.
Ximen Baitu still had an extremely evil look, a silver-white serpentine sword in his left hand, and a scarlet knife in his right hand.
The wind rises, the Qionghua floats with the wind, and the silky white Qionghua is not slow or anxious in the air.
In the late congenital period, in the early stage of Qiyuan, where there was already a "Yuan Mansion", everyone knew that Ximen Baitu had little chance of winning.
Flea Xiu stood up, and the black robe still blinked shockingly.
Ximen Baitu slashed horizontally, with a posture of fighting for his life. Wang badge blocked the horizontal knife, sparks in all directions, and withdrew from the trend, straight to the front of the heart.
Ximen Baitu's body turned, the snake sword was as fast as electricity, a sword stabbed the belly of the king badge, the king badge took a step back, and the knife rose up the wind and rain, endlessly.
In the competition between spiritual power and yuan power, Ximen Baitu has no advantage.
Ximen Baitu's body was faster, the sword was killed at the same time, the sword move was like a fierce snake out of a hole, the knife momentum was like a strong wind urging the forest, and the sword was fast, and Wang Huizhang's chest was a sword wound, and there was a trace of blood.
Ximen Baitu's shoulders also had several scars, and the blood was clear.
However, after a moment's pause, Ximen Baitu once again violently began to slash with his sword and bayonet, leaving no room for a moment, and the sword stabbed like a violent wind and slashed like a shower.
This way of playing is like a crazy demon, regardless of the operation of qi and blood, regardless of the loss of spiritual power, killing a dark sky, I don't fall, he falls.
In Ximen Baitu's eyes, there was only the figure of Wang Huizhang, and he thought silently in his heart, if he didn't poke him into hundreds of blood holes, he would fight this in vain.
Wang Huizhang stepped on the battlefield at the age of sixteen, and there was only one time when he wandered on the edge of life and death, that is, many years ago, with General Helan conquering the demons once, he fought with the demons in the ice and snow, and was seriously injured in the snow, and was finally found by later reinforcements, and only then did he pick up a life.
This style of play of Ximen Baitu is the same as that of the demon race, whoever dies will rest.
The swords are like wind and rain, quick and slow, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, Wang Huizhang has to sigh, the sharpness and ruthlessness of Ximen Baitu's sword, looking at Ximen Baitu's extremely cold eyes, this battle is not easy to drag.
Wang Huizhang rose into the air, slashed over the top of the Qionghua tree, held a knife in both hands, and slashed at Ximen Baitu.
The swords were put together, but they couldn't block the fierce sword momentum of Wang Huizhang, and they were exhausted, and the sword in Ximen Baitu's left hand and the knife in his right hand were hanging to the side, and his knees were weak, and he almost fell.
Wang Huizhang also had a heart of love for talent, and he took advantage of the situation to support Ximen Baitu.
With a sword roar, Wang Huizhang sensed the danger, it was too late, and a sword stabbed into his abdomen.
"I am Simon Baitu, do you dare to help me and have mercy on me? β
In the end, no one expected this sword to pierce the abdomen, and Ximen Baitu still didn't kill him in the end, just piercing the abdomen, not the heart.
"A natural witcher. Flea Hugh exclaimed.
Xiao Wenwen and the others heard the sound of Flea Xiu for the first time, which was a little soft and a little wooden.
Qionghua is stained with blood, and this battle has been suspended.
The seriously injured Wang Badge had been carried down for treatment, and Ximen Baitu, who had not healed from the old injuries and added new ones, was still proudly holding his knife and sword, and was slightly bent down.
There is still a day and a half, and there are still four levels left.
Giving up Ximen Baitu, everyone can go forward without sleep. It's just that a lot of people surrounded Ximen Baitu, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Take him with you. Helan Hanqing said.
This time, ten people walked forward together, and this time it was Helan Hanqing carrying Ximen Baitu on his back.
"He's so light. Helan Hanqing couldn't help but complain about the weight of Ximen Baitu.
"Supposedly you are a witcher. Bai Jingqu looked at Flea Xiu and asked without words.
"Yes. Flea replied succinctly.
"How did you defeat my senior brother Lu Qingyu. Bai Jingqu asked suspiciously.
In fact, everyone else was listening to Flea Hugh's reply with their ears crossed.
"He is soft-hearted, but I am hard-hearted. Flea Hugh said.
Others are also savoring this sentence, Lu Qingyu is soft-hearted and uses the swordsmanship of a humble gentleman, and Flea Xiu is hard-hearted with the fierce and cold fighting style of slaying demons in the snow field.
Who wins and who loses, but the difference in mentality, you treat me as a person, I know the severity, I treat you as an enemy, can only play a dead hand, in the dictionary of fleas, maybe there is only life and death, no loss or win.
The heart of the demon hunter has been placed in the extreme north of the icy and snowy land, and it will not bring the hot heart back to Shangjing.
"Why do you want to participate in the competition between the two tribes? Bai Jingqu asked.
Other people are also thinking about this problem, Xiao asked in order to be able to enter the "Tongxuan Immortal Mansion", Tang Bingxin and Yiren Xia are purely shit luck, Wu Jinxuan Bai Jingqu wants to add glory to the master, Helan Hanqing is already the sixth on the free list, and his reputation has become prominent, but he also wants to go further, fame, maybe everyone wants to fight for it. What about Simon Baitu, what is he for?
Fame and fortune are too shallow for Ximen Baitu, and now no one will think about fame or fortune, and they will entangle him, including Xiao Wendao, they can't escape the operation of the world, and Ximen Baitu is one of the few people who can live with his own heart.
"For the money. This is the answer of the flea.
Although everyone was stunned for a while, they all looked at each other and smiled, everyone has a thing in their hearts that they are worried about, no matter what kind of cultivation you are or what your family background is.
This is a little person's answer, Xiao Wenwen sighed in his heart, he is also a little person who is trying to survive for himself, and the seemingly absurd word "money." β
Ten people around, except for Tang Bingxin, who has lived in Tangmen since he was a child, and who lives in a "wealthy" family, maybe everyone has been troubled by this word, and no one can weigh the weight of this word without experiencing bitterness and cold.
"How much money do you need. Bai Jingqu asked inadvertently.
"One hundred thousand taels. Flea Xiu said without being shocked.
Although Tang Bingxin was a little surprised when he heard this number, after all, it was Miss Tang Wu, who had lived in the Tang Sect since she was a child, and said, "Although this money is not much, it is not a lot. β
Everyone was dumbfounded, and they were embarrassed to take her words. Xiao asked if he and Tang Shuishui were close friends, or the fourth son of Tang Men of Tang Gate, but he had also seen that Tang Shuishui had a silver ticket of 10,000 taels stuffed into his sleeve, according to the attributes of Tang Shuishui's ruined family, everyone in Shangjing knew that Tang Men had a "son of scattered wealth", but even if it was 10,000 taels, Tang Shuishui could spend a month.
Five taels of silver can buy a piece of fertile land, and it can also make a poor family have no worries about food and clothing. 100,000 taels of silver is really an astronomical amount.
"One hundred thousand taels of silver, what do you want so much money for. Wu Jinxuan was also puzzled.
"It's a hundred thousand taels of gold. Flea said with an expression on his face.
One hundred thousand taels of gold, drilled into Tang Bingxin's ears, which really scared her here, but her expression was still calm and calm: "One hundred thousand taels of gold, even if the Tang Sect earns it, it will take a year, and it will be difficult for you to earn it alone." β
"What's difficult, a ready-made cash cow in front of you. Ximen Baitu, who was lying on Helan Khanqing's back, squeezed out such a sentence.
Helan Hanqing hurriedly put him down, and he didn't want to be next to Ximen Baitu.
Ximen Baitu woke up quickly enough, and the corners of his mouth were still grinning with an evil look and said, "Is that Wang badge dead?" β
Everyone, don't talk, Ximen Baitu's last sword is too cruel and treacherous, and Wang Huizhang was wronged. That sword also left a slight shadow in the hearts of these people.
"Suspecting me of being insidious and cunning, I turned the kindness of the king's badge into a bargaining chip for victory. But you have never thought about it, the cultivation of the Wang Badge is several levels higher than me, if you don't use stratagem, who can win. After Ximen Baitu said this, he looked like a king and a loser, regardless of what everyone thought.
"You want 100,000 taels. Ximen Baitu looked at the flea.
Flea Xiu's eyes burst out with a hint of a cold breath, looking at Ximen Baitu.
Ximen Baitu smiled and glanced at Flea Xiu and Tang Bingxin, Tang Bingxin took a step back unconsciously, his hair rose suddenly, and he always felt that he was being targeted by a snake.
"Tie her up. Ximen Baitu pointed at Tang Bingxin and continued: "Your purpose is 100,000 taels of gold, and the whole world can take it out in one breath for four people, Tang Jizong of the Tang Sect, the Emperor of the People, and Xia Yuanmo." The demon emperor, Dugu Luoheng. Demon Lord, South Candle. You choose who is easier to get. When the goal is achieved, don't think about the process. β
Ximen Baitu's squinted eyes slowly opened and looked at Tang Bingxin.
Tang Bingxin unconsciously tugged at Xiao Wendao's sleeve.
Xiao asked and looked at Tang Bingxin, and said timidly, "No one dares to touch you." β
"There's another way. Ximen Baitu changed his words and said, "Otherwise, you will marry her." β
Ximen Baitu looked at the embarrassed Flea Xiu, and his heart was happy.
As these words were finished from Ximen Baitu, the atmosphere eased a lot.
Suddenly, Ximen Baitu looked at Xiao with gloomy eyes again and asked, "You are Xiao Qishan's son and Xiao Tianyue's grandson." My grandfather has lived in the shadow of your grandfather all his life, and not being able to fight you is a pity for the Ximen family and the Xiao family. β
The atmosphere was tense in an instant.
Xiao asked, looked at Ximen Baitu and said, "You want to kill me." β
Ximen Baitu's evil smile instantly covered his face and said, "Yes." β
The rivers and lakes are like a play, a dream sighs the sword, and the sword enters the dream.
The new disciple of the cold sect asked, and the hundred slaughters urged the city to kill.
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