The thin old man didn't have the patience to listen anymore.

"Come on. ”

The thin old man straightened up and glanced back at the village chief and the others. Those people automatically retreated to the rear.

The thin old woman thought about it, and was unwilling in her heart, turned back into the house, and took out a sharp long sword.

This long sword was handed down from the ancestors of the Bo family, sharp and stained with aura.

The thin old man took the long sword, stared at the sword surface reflecting his shadow, and couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke the sword surface.

"I haven't touched this sword for years. ”

With a sweep of his eyes, he fell on Shu Xiaoen, "Girl, you lost your life here, and you admit it?"

"Yes. ”

The thin old man breathed a sigh of relief, held the long sword with both hands, and the human sword was one, and said coldly:

"Look at the move!"

A white light condensed, and slashed towards Shu Xiaoen with the blade of the sword.

Shu Xiaoen was still standing there motionless, in fact, she closed her eyes, summoned the black mist around her, and listened to the strong wind that was carried towards her by the sword light.

The thin old man put away the long sword, looked at Shu Xiaoen with a smile, and couldn't feel the aura emanating from her, and his thoughts turned around, and the thought of watching a joke rose.

Even the village chief, a few people who were born without spiritual veins, were already smiling at the corners of their mouths and watching this good show.

The next moment.

Everyone was taken aback.

Shu Xiaoen's dress danced without wind, and wisps of black mist filled her surroundings, gradually condensing into a ball, and with a bang, the silver-white sword blade was swallowed by a strange force at once!

The wind blew Shu Xiaoen's waist-length hair.

A pair of cold eyes rippled, looking indifferently at the people over there, and the corners of his lips outlined a smile.

Looking at the shocked faces of those people, Shu Xiaoen spoke: "First blow." There are two more left. ”

The thin old man slowly put away the long sword, twisted his brows, and stared at Shu Xiaoen as if he was suddenly poisonous.

It's so fast!

He didn't even see clearly how this ugly girl summoned the black mist, and the attack power was turned into nothing in an instant.

God knows, in order to save face in front of the people around him, he used seventy percent of his strength in the first blow......

However, the wind passed without a trace, and even a corner of the stupid girl's clothes was not cut off, how could he not be frightened.

After Shu Xiaoen's words fell, this spacious venue fell into dead silence for a long time.

What's going on......

They stared at Shu Xiaoen with a strange look, some worship, some anger, and some resentment.

There are also admiration and envious eyes from the little boy Donghe.

Their gazes met somewhere in mid-air.

Donghe blinked, and his face was full of smiles, didn't he have to be happy? The large amount of money he had extorted was now steadily collected.

It is equivalent to all the expenses of returning to the Forbidden City, which is contracted by the thin old man. I can't imagine that this remote village, and such a rich old man, will have to follow the opportunity to settle in such a remote village in the future.

The thin old man held the sword in both hands, missing the previous contempt, at this moment a layer of frost condensed in his eyes and face, his lips lightly chanted an ancient incantation, and the next moment he closed his eyes to feel and dispatch the evil aura from nature.

The air froze.

The moment the thin old man slashed down the long sword, a bolt of lightning suddenly crossed the cloudy sky above his head, and the thunder exploded in an instant.

The silver-white sword blade with thunder and lightning slashed towards Shu Xiaoen.

Boom –

A few thunderous sounds happened to be attracted by that strong force, and they came straight towards Shu Xiaoen.

Five lightning bolts in a row, plus a blade that concentrated ten percent of the strength of the thin old man.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted to death under that coercion at this moment.

Shu Xiaoen took a few deep breaths.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

The coercion from all around her approached, and the orb barrier condensed by the black mist consumed a large amount of her spirit.

Shu Xiaoen's feet shook, and he just felt that he couldn't hold it anymore.

Several thunderous sounds exploded overhead again, and the coercion from the spread of the sword blade was always condensed around her, confronting her, condensing ten percent of the strength of the thin old man, and gathering the evil qi between heaven and earth, which had not dispersed for a long time.

Shu Xiaoen coughed, spit out a mouthful of fishy sweet blood, and moved two steps backwards.

Physical strength is close to collapse.

Just when she was about to lose her support, the blade power and thunder power from the periphery suddenly disappeared......

The black fog that permeated his body gradually disappeared.

Shu Xiaoen's feet were weak, and he sat on the ground, dizzy and black for a moment, and when he woke up, he looked up and saw that the thin old man had raised his long sword and jumped to the ground, with a large amount of spiritual power floating around him, and with the sword shadow splitting down, he came towards Shu Xiaoen with thunderous light.

The ground was marked by that powerful force, and it was close to Shu Xiaoen, who was sitting on the ground.

Shu Xiaoen closed his eyes and tried to summon the black mist.

But at this moment, his mind was inexplicably restless, and the wisps of black mist gathered around him were ethereal, and they were immediately dispersed and disappeared by the light that slashed through the blade.

The dazzling light fell on the place where Shu Xiaoen was.

Donghe noticed that something was wrong and wanted to go up to help block the next blow, but it was too late.

The white light disappeared, and Shu Xiaoen flew out upside down like a kite off the string, lying motionless on the ground, everyone forgot to breathe and stared at Shu Xiaoen's whereabouts.

Just when the corners of the thin old woman's mouth showed joy, and she was just about to clap her hands, Shu Xiaoen, who was lying on the ground over there, moved, and slowly got up from the ground.

Tozuru is overjoyed.

Ran over quickly, staring at Shu Xiaoen, who had a few spots of dust on his face, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were scattered, looking up and down.

"Pretty sister, are you okay?"

Just after the blow of the thin old man, Donghe asked himself that he couldn't force the next step, the difference in strength was too big, not to mention that the thin old man also used ten percent of his strength, and the sword that gathered strength gave full play to that power.

Shu Xiaoen's mind was buzzing.

It took a long time before she came back to her senses, and the moment she was illuminated by the white light, she seemed to see a layer of black mist that was not controlled by her consciousness.

In the next moment, his body was scraped upside down by the cold blade and flew out. At this moment, when Shu Xiaoen moved, he still felt that the pain of falling apart spread across his limbs.

"How is that possible?"

The thin old man stood there in shock, holding the sword in his left hand, and his eyes fell fixedly on the gray-faced Shu Xiaoen.

He really didn't expect that this girl with no spiritual veins would be able to resist his three attacks.

What was that black fog just now?