Xu Shuwen looked at Wei Shao in front of him, his mood was a little complicated, and he didn't know whether to say that he was crazy or that he was focused.

Chaowen said, death at night is enough.

Does this kind of idealism really exist?

And still haven't died yet?

Xu Shuwen was glad for him.

The affairs of the cultivation world are always the simplest entanglement of interests.

How many people really ask the question?

Speaking of which, a pure person like him, Xu Shuwen himself doesn't hate it.

"Okay, then you can do it." Xu Shuwen smiled, and the flying swords on the opposite side had already turned around, but his expression was still light and light, which made people wonder through.

Although Wei Shao made up his mind, his actions became more rigorous.

He saw Xu Shuwen put away the flying sword, and obviously didn't plan to take it out.

Without a flying sword, how can Xu Shuwen fight with himself?

Wei Shao didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, pinched the sword trick in his hand and pointed forward, and the two flying swords broke through the air.

"Go!"

Xu Shuwen looked at the two swords that flew in, flashed slightly unhurriedly, and reached out with his right hand, the authorities grabbed the handle of the first sword, and slashed it with his backhand, and the second sword suddenly split in half.

Wei Shao's figure shook and he frowned.

The flying sword was held in his hand, and he kept trying to break away, but he tried again and again to no avail.

Xu Shuwen was not polite, and directly erased the divine sense imprint that Wei Shao left on it, and then instantly used his divine sense to connect with this sword.

"I still have to thank you for this, otherwise I wouldn't have used it today."

Wei Shao suppressed the spiritual power surging in his body, his current realm was unstable, and he would go mad if he was not careful, this was no joke.

finally entered the one-in-a-million Yuan Infant Realm, but it blew itself up on the spot, isn't that funny?

He suddenly regretted a little, his brain was hot just now, and he had such a high tone for Xu Shuwen, and now he couldn't get off the stage.

After all, he wasn't really looking for death.

Xu Shuwen's ability to erase the imprint of his divine consciousness shows that Xu Shuwen's divine consciousness strength is far above him, so he can do such a thing with brute force alone without any rituals and methods.

However, Wei Shao will not admit defeat easily.

Even if he is defeated, he still has to use his full strength.

Glancing back at Wan Zheng, Wei Shao felt that he might not be able to fulfill his promise.

I thought that the victory was in my hands, but I didn't expect that such a demon as Xu Shuwen suddenly ran out.

The two flying swords lost contact, and two new flying swords were awakened.

The original wooden flying sword suddenly became spiritual, as if it had come to life.

Wei Shao pushed forward, and the 12 flying swords seemed to have received a summons, attacking Xu Shuwen from all directions.

Xu Shuwen threw his sword and stabbed forward, and a burst of qi shot out, and Wei Shao's flying sword was reduced by one again.

But Wei Shao seemed to have made up his mind and did not intend to back down no matter what.

As soon as a flying sword dropped, a new one came up.

Xu Shuwen jumped in the air and stepped on a flying sword.

However, the other flying swords had no intention of giving up at all, chasing Xu Shuwen's figure and rising.

"Damn! Where are you flying swords? You're an anti-aircraft missile, right? Xu Shuwen couldn't help but scold.

It's too lazy.

This player who enters and exits the Yuan Infant Realm, if he doesn't do it, he will have to suffer a little if he encounters the middle level of the Yuan Infant Realm.

As for the upper level of the Yuan Infant Realm, that level will basically attack with divine sense, and this kind of attack will not be close at all.

Xu Shuwen slashed, and another flying sword fell, and soon a new one was added.

Just like this, there was a stalemate for a while.

"How? Can you win? Wan Zheng was sweating profusely, every time Wei Shao dropped a flying sword, his heart lifted up a point, and when he saw a new flying sword joined, he put it down again.

Hearing that there was no answer from his side, he turned his head anxiously and saw that there was no one around him, and then he remembered that the Great Elder had just been carried down.

Everyone on the scene was very excited at this moment.

Yu Zong clenched his fists, watching Xu Shuwen's figure get taller and faster, and he always felt that he was going to lose.

After all, judging from the situation at the scene, Wei Shao can be said to be pressing Xu Shuwen to fight.

But after careful observation, he found that Wei Shao was staring, obviously looking a little struggling, and every time he lost a flying sword, his waist bent down a little.

On the other hand, Xu Shuwen, although it seems that he has been retreating, the rhythm is not chaotic at all, and he is as light as a swallow and has a bit of a casual feeling in it.

Under the advantages of one and the other, Wei Shao may find it difficult to persevere.

Xu Shuwen also came to this conclusion.

If he continues to persevere, Wei Shao is afraid that he will not be able to hold on, if all his flying swords are shattered, even if he does not fall, he will inevitably be damaged in his mind, and if he doesn't do it, he will leave the root of the disease.

From the perspective of sympathy, Xu Shuwen still decided to solve the problem quickly.

He rolled over and fell from the sky.

He stomped on the ground hard, and the broken swords and stones on the ground shook and flew up.

Stretching out his left hand and raising it flat, his spiritual power and divine consciousness poured out, and all these "garbage" hanging in the air turned into temporary flying swords.

"No, it won't!"

"How could he possibly turn all of this into a flying sword?! This is not a movie! ”

But they couldn't believe it, Wei Shao's pupils in the face of this blow shrank suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, all the flying swords in the air returned to defense.

Because he was a master at using the multi-flying sword, he knew exactly what he was going to face next.

Before he could get ready, there was a crackling sound in his ears.

It's over.

Wei Shao only had this one thought in his heart, Xu Shuwen's blow came too fast, he couldn't even put up a good posture, and the defense he could make was only better than nothing.

He first felt that some flying swords were out of control, and then before he could react, there was a heart-piercing pain in his abdomen, shoulders, and thighs.

Suddenly, with a bang, a stone struck him on the forehead.

Wei Shao's head tilted, he could no longer maintain his balance, and fell to the ground.

As he lay down, Xu Shuwen's attack also stopped.

"Let's go back and get some rest."

Xu Shuwen's voice hovered in the air.

Wei Shao stared at the sky, and a dove flew past his eyes.

"This pigeon is so fat, I don't know what I usually eat." He muttered.

At this moment, the only thought in his mind was that it was finally over.

The battle ended in his defeat.

There are no regrets in his heart, only happiness.

I'm glad I'm still alive.

As for winning or losing the game, what to do after Wan Zheng, and Wan Jia's attitude, he doesn't want to think about it at all now.

After all, he has done his best, Wei Shao has a clear conscience, and the Wan family is at most just saying that good things will not be given, but after this battle, he has been promoted to the Yuanying Realm, which is much more important than those material gains.

If Wei Shao's heart is calm, but his defeat is actually a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, triggering huge changes after ten thousand families.

Everyone knows that the next ten thousand families are going to change.

Whether it is already in line, or ready to stand in line, or has already stood in line, and is now ready to change sides, no one speaks, and no one dares to express their intentions at this time.

Some people will choose the team because they have a vested interest, but many more people just want to be on the side of the winner.

Those with vested interests do not want to be exposed, and they are not willing to take a premature stand.

The scene fell silent.

Yu Zong had a smile on his face and patted Shadow's shoulder, "You may be busy in the next week, so when things are over, you can come back." ”

Darkzi nodded understandingly, as an intelligence officer, he is also very sensitive to smell.

He knows what the inside story of the battle of the heirs of the Wan family is.

Wan Zheng's eyes were red, he glared at Xu Shuwen viciously, and also glared at Wei Shao viciously, and finally left a sentence of "waste", and then shook his head and left.

The head of the Wan family is the same, but he still looks like he is not limited to punishment, and he glanced at the old guard with deep meaning, and left.

The old guard shook his head.

What he wants to see most is that the family can let Wan Jie preside over the Wanjia, and the second is that the kid lost to Wei Shao, and Wan Zheng presided over the Wanjia according to the original plan.

The last thing I want is this.

Wei Shao lost, Wan Zheng lost.

But Wan Jie can't control Wanjia so easily, and if it goes on like this, it will inevitably be bloody.

The old guard looked at Wei Shao, who was lying on the ground with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

"Old, old." The corners of the eyes are slightly moist, and the wind blows a little cool.