"We are all people who should not be killed, and meeting today is indeed fate!" Ning Caichen, who was fooled by Ma Xiaokang, suddenly said, and even more drunk, he wanted to take out the pen and paper in the bookshelf to write poems, it seems that people in ancient times were so virtuous, and they would chant (obscene) poems against each other if they didn't agree with each other.

"Oh no, my account book ......" Ning Caichen, who was flipping through the bookshelves, then wailed again.

"Brother Ning's rush is strange to the next person, why don't you let the next person come to collect the account?" Ma Xiaokang didn't have to guess to know that it was wet into a pond, and seeing Ning Caichen's appearance of wanting to cry without tears, he asked a little embarrassedly.

"Brother Ma doesn't know, this mountain road thief is reckless, and the subordinates who came to collect the accounts have all become the souls of their swords, and I am also forced to be helpless." Ning Caichen sighed, the account can't be collected, and now he is not entangled in his body, I am afraid that he will find a deserted temple to borrow, and then think of another way.

"Oh? How are the thieves of this mountain road so rampant? Ma Xiaokang raised his eyebrows, knowing that the plot was about to start, looking at Ning Caichen's puzzled frown, he was about to pick up the folding fan in his hand and point to the stone beside him.

"Where to run!?"

There was an angry roar in the distance, and I saw seven or eight thieves flying away with knives, and they didn't even have time to observe Ma Xiaokang, and they didn't turn their heads, and then they fled into the distance, Ma Xiaokang paused his hand, withdrew the folding fan, looked at them with a smile on his face, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that the Xiahou swordsman is here, let's take a look at his strength first, and then assess the difficulty of this world." ”

The scene outside the pavilion naturally attracted everyone's attention, only to see a strong man suddenly killed behind the thief, and the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and with a sudden wave, the dazzling light exploded.

"Boom-"

In the heavy rain, there was a loud noise, the earth in front of the thieves lifted up the soil, and they were blocked, and a killing intent forced people to come, the sword roared, the head splashed, and the blood was sprinkled on the ground in the blink of an eye, and the rest of the thieves turned around fiercely, and the big knife in their hands also flashed with light, and it was a slash at the Xiahou swordsman, the sword was dripping, and the power was amazing.

"Hold the grass!? The mobs are so awesome!? Ma Xiaokang watched in amazement as they fought together, he knew that the world he had experienced was D-level difficulty, but he couldn't guess that even these ordinary thieves had such power......

The big knife immediately slashed down, Xiahou swordsman dodged sideways, only to see that the boulder beside him was actually slashed into the stone body by the thief, just when he was about to pull the knife and chase again, a silver light flashed, and the sword rose and fell in an instant, and before the rest of the thieves could react, Xiahou swordsman waved his sword in the air.

The long sword shook and jumped, turned into several handles, and flew across the air with the momentum of galloping, and slashed the thieves to roll over, seeing that the companions around him were cut into pieces, and the last bandit actually threw down the big knife and rushed towards the pavilion, looking at Ning Caichen, who was sluggish, and immediately threw the package in his hand, hoping that the Xiahou swordsman would give up the pursuit of him and turn to find trouble with Ning Caichen.

Xiahou swordsman looked at the thief who was far away and kicked with his sword, the long sword was like a dragon soaring into the sky, where he passed, the light merged, splashed a silver curtain, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the thief's head, the bandit howled miserably, the whole body burst open, and the broken flesh flew everywhere, fortunately, the judge stood forward and waved his arm to block, otherwise Ma Xiaokang would be drenched in blood.

Ning Caichen's whole body trembled, and he looked at Xiahou swordsman with the inexplicable flying package, for fear that if he was not satisfied, a flying sword would rush towards him and take his life.

“…… This Xiahou swordsman is not domestic, right!? Ma Xiaokang on the side was naturally not as frightened as Ning Caichen, but he also stared at him, and the difficulty of the crisis in this world was a little more difficult.

"Humph! Lao Tzu dares to grab things, I'm really impatient! Xiahou swordsman beckoned to retract his hand, the flying sword retracted its scabbard, looked at the people in the pavilion, and walked over.

Seeing the Xiahou swordsman coming, Ning Caichen, who was so frightened that his face was bloodless, hurriedly pulled Ma Xiaokang, and wanted to give up the location of the pavilion to this butcher, what kind of domestic joke, you see that the swordsman's eyes are like tigers, Ning Caichen estimated that the thieves would dare to rob him of his things because they were brain-dead, but they didn't know that the thing was lying quietly in his arms now......

This Xiahou swordsman looks thick eyebrows and big eyes, Hu Biao is extreme, and his skills are amazing, and it is dozens of grades worse than in the movie, this sword is ten thousand and killing people in the air is Yan Chixia's ability, now it's okay, even a mortal knight can fly to the sky, this TM is still a low demon plane, this Xiahou swordsman is comparable to a paladin, okay!?

Ma Xiaokang vomited in his heart, and the Xiahou knights who came from a distance frowned, thinking that this group of guys actually didn't give up their position, nor did they return the package, for fear that it would be another group of rabble, and they would take the sword and kill again.

"Wandering monk, play with him." Seeing that the Xiahou swordsman was about to kill with his sword, Ma Xiaokang smiled indifferently, took the package in Ning Caichen's arms and put it on the ground, looking like "you can come and get it".

The white robe was lifted, the golden scepter waved, and the wandering monk jumped out of the pavilion in the blink of an eye, and the two looked at each other in silence in the rain for a moment, and suddenly fought.

As a D-class soul of the equivalent pot, the wandering monk raised his hand and raised his fingers, and between his fingers, there was a hundred laws of Buddhism surging, and a broken leaf floated through the wind, and he stuck it in his hand with a wave of his arm, and the withered yellow leaves lit up golden, shooting towards the right foot of the Xiahou swordsman with a kind aura.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew that there was a wood, a small action, the Xiahou swordsman knew that this old monk was extraordinary, only to see his eyes open, the battle spirit soared to the sky, and took out the long sword is to slash vertically and horizontally, the swordsmanship is so fast, extremely powerful, the fallen leaf was broken into five or six pieces in front of him.

This look of eagerness to fight, worthy of being a martial idiot who has been chasing Yan Chixia for seven years, and the D-level strength of the Yunyou monk fought more than a dozen moves before falling into defeat, seeing that the old monk was about to smash his head with a swing of his staff, Ma Xiaokang hurriedly asked him to stop, according to the data just now, the White Emperor has analyzed that the strength of this Xiahou swordsman is at the E level, as a plot character, Ma Xiaokang does not want the Yunyou monk to really beat him to death.

"My servant is out of measure, and I hope you won't be surprised." Ma Xiaokang learned from Ning Caichen and wanted to invite the Xiahou swordsman who was half-kneeling on the ground to come in, after all, one of the hidden side quests was on him, and Ma Xiaokang didn't want to offend him.

"There are still such capable people in this world, good! Good! Good! Xiahou Xia laughed, stood up from the ground, took the package handed by Ma Xiaokang, and turned away, "The pavilion is small, let's talk about it another day, and I will leave!" ”

"It's really bold, and he deserves to be one of the most famous swordsmen in the world." Ma Xiaokang smiled, staring at the back of Xiahou swordsman in the distance, only to see him suddenly stand still, take out the long sword again in the rainstorm, wave it to the sky, the whole person bowed and jumped, and actually stepped on the sword, looking at the people outside the pavilion stunned.

"Sure enough, TM is not domestic!"