Chapter 108: Chasing the Wind, Phantom Sword

The white shadow jumped in front of him, whispered, and then fled towards the table next to him. Xiao Xuanyuan had already pressed the Frost Moon Sword, and when he looked at it, he found that it was just a cute cat. The whole body is as white as snow, and the two dark blue eyes are looking at this side carefully, opening a pink mouth and saying: "Meow~"

Seeing this, Yin Hongzhu smiled lightly and said, "What a cute cat." But then again, since the Taoist is willing to help, it really helps us a lot. ”

Xiao Xuan said with a smile: "It's okay, saving the dead and helping the injured should also be within the scope of our Pure Yang Palace." In that case, I'll go for my sister. He glanced at the antiperspiration pill on the table, and reached for it.

Shout!

A sound of breaking wind sounded, and a white shadow larger than the previous cat silently swept over Xiao Xuan's ear, and almost at the same time as him, he stretched out his hand, almost lightning-like grabbing towards the sweat removal pill!

Yin Hongzhu reacted extremely quickly, grabbed the teacup on the table, and smashed it at him. Bai Ying was unmoved, clutching the porcelain bottle containing the antiperspiration pill, and was about to leave on tiptoe.

At the same time, just as the white shadow was about to run away, he suddenly felt the pressure on his back suddenly increase, pressing him out of breath, and his speed suddenly decreased.

"Sheng Tai Chi!"

A pale blue circle of light appeared beneath him, enveloping his entire form.

Immediately after, Bai Ying felt a chill in his back, and an aggressive sword was stabbing at him. I was shocked, and I hurriedly pulled out my scimitar and fought in front of me. But the sword was full of attack, even if it was framed, Yu Wei still swept the white shadow almost soaring out for two or three feet, rolling in the air for a few rounds before slamming into a tea table, splashing dust, frightening the surrounding tea customers to scatter and escape.

However, the white shadow was also extremely athletic, and even if he was knocked away, he still kept adjusting his body shape and maintaining his balance. Although it was embarrassing to fall on the tea table, it was steady.

The dust cleared, and a ruffian-like man was revealed. With the strength of the sixth layer of the foundation, how could he be Xiao Xuan's opponent. And when he reacted, he was about to leave on his tiptoes, but he saw a sword with a slight chill, and the long rainbow burst into front of his forehead like a sun, and the space around him seemed to be sealed, unable to move!

And at this time, he saw the appearance of the owner of the sword, who was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy! But judging from his clothes, he was a disciple of the Pure Yang Palace!

"You're a disciple of the Pure Yang Palace!" the ruffian shouted in shock. Pure Yang Palace, such a transcendent force, even if it is the emperor, must pay three points. And he actually wanted to take the medicine from his hands. It's just stupid!

He had already snatched the sweat removal pill from the women of the Cardinal Sect several times, and the strength of the women of the Cardinal Sect was not high, so they could succeed repeatedly. Who would have thought that today he stepped on the iron plate......

"Put your sword down!"

Just as the ruffians were in despair, a rush of footsteps came. Suddenly, there were about seven or eight ruffians here, obviously his accomplices, all of whom were the strength of the sixth layer of the foundation, surrounding Yin Hongzhu and Xiao Xuan. Pull out her bright weapon and point it at the two in the middle.

Seeing this, the ruffian's heart was overjoyed. Seven or eight big men with six floors of foundations, can they still handle Yin Hongzhu, a female streamer, and this little kid who doesn't have any hair?

The mountain rain is coming, the smoke will rise, and the saber is tense. The tea customers in the teahouse had already scattered and fled outside to watch from afar. These ruffians are all local bullies, and they don't have long eyes for killing. If you annoy this group of earth snakes because of the dangling in front of their eyes, I am afraid that they will regret it.

Looking at the swarming ruffians, Yin Hongzhu's delicate body trembled slightly, panting softly, and said, "Dao Chief, the timing of your arrival is good, and you have escaped the most serious time of the plague." The strange diseases here have been curbed with the full treatment of this sect, but there are still many difficult things to do here. Every time the medicine is distributed, there will always be ruffians who come to either grab the medicine or sabotage it, preventing us from saving people. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Xuan's face was covered with a layer of coldness. This kind of ruffian, when the people are in danger, actually did such a reluctant thing, which is even more hateful than the bandits in Daoxiang Village.

"I repeat, put the sword down. Boy, if you dare to touch a single hair of my brother, Lao Tzu will break your body here today!" said the bearded man at the head of the group fiercely, his tone full of threat.

Thinking about it, it was precisely because he was a disciple of Pure Yang that he didn't dare to do it directly, and chose to threaten him. If you are in full view of everyone, you will kill the pure yang disciples. The anger of the Pure Yang Palace was not something that their group of ruffians could bear.

Xiao Xuan sneered, he had heard this kind of threat many times, but it was a pity that the person who said this sentence never had the opportunity to say it a second time.

Turning around, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the ruffians around him casually, Xiao Xuan said playfully, "What if I don't?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Xuan's heart moved.

The Frost Moon Sword flashed by, piercing his throat and taking his life under the latter's horrified gaze, and then flew back and fell into the sheath.

The gurgling blood gushed out of the ruffian's neck like a fountain, and it was extremely oozing. In a few moments, the ruffian fell to the ground and died of convulsions due to excessive blood loss!

These scenes took place between electric sparks and flints, causing the ruffians around them to gasp. The beard's face gradually turned cold, he didn't expect this seemingly harmless young man to be so decisive.

If you don't do it, it's enough, and a sword seals your throat.

"You brought this on yourself!" "You asked for it!" said through gritted teeth, and then waved his right hand and roared sharply, "Brothers, go on, destroy this rabbit cub who doesn't know the height of the sky!" He immediately looked at the woman next to Xiao Xuan, and his eyes were full of lewd light, "I said that I had a lot of luck today, and I also caught a lone red-clothed woman." Brothers, some of them have fun today!"

The ruffians laughed and pressed closer, unaware of the approaching danger.

Looking at the seven or eight ruffians who surrounded him like tigers and wolves, Yin Hongzhu's delicate body trembled slightly, and unconsciously hugged Xiao Xuan tightly.

Feeling the sudden softness on his body, Xiao Xuan's old face turned red.

"I said, sister, don't hug it so tightly. Poor Dao ......" Xiao Xuan coughed lightly, "....... It's inconvenient to draw a sword. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a slender sword come out of its sheath, and in an instant, the sword light flickered, and there was a faint sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning. Yin Hongzhu was shocked when he saw Xiao Xuan holding himself in his left hand and the Frost Moon Sword in his right hand, looking coldly at the ruffians around him, without a trace of fear.

The bearded vultures teased: "Little rabbit cub, you are holding a beautiful woman in your left hand and a sword in your right hand, and you want to deal with so many of us, only a hero like me can save beauty, what are you?"

Too lazy to listen to the ruffian's noise, Xiao Xuan stepped on the ground, and the whole person flew lightly, and the tip of the sword slashed across the sky, drawing a sharp sword qi. Yin Hongzhu was held in his arms, soared into the air, his delicate body was weak, and he hugged Xiao Xuan tightly, for fear of falling down.

"Chasing the wind, Phantom Sword!"