"Huh?"

The moment he turned around and swung his fist, when he saw a fist-sized blue snake head rushing towards him with a bloody mouth, Wu Xiaolong couldn't help but exclaim, his mouth opened so wide, as if he had seen something terrible.

The heavy punch, as he thought, slammed into the sudden biting cold wind, that is, the snake's head.

"Bang!"

But after a low muffled sound, the snake head with its mouth wide open actually swallowed Wu Xiaolong's fist in one gulp, and swallowed Wu Xiaolong's whole Lang at a speed visible to the naked eye along his arm.

In the blink of an eye, the blue long snake disappeared, and in the pouring of heavy rain, an ice sculpture stood lifelike at the gate of Xiaoxiang Villa, but it looked shocking.

"Yikes!"

A piercing scream suddenly burst out from the stunned beauties' extremely large mouths, and then, as if they had seen a demon, they glanced at the calm Xiao Yao, and ran back to their room like crazy.

"What a domineering spiritual fire! What a ruthless young man!"

Looking at Wu Xiaolong, who had just walked out of the door and was turned into an ice sculpture, Murong Wan's plump and delicate body trembled suddenly, and a touch of horror flashed in his eyes that were wide to the extreme, but it was gone in the blink of an eye!

But when she stabilized her emotions and turned her head, she found that Xiao Yao didn't know when she left here, thinking that she was going to see Lin Yaxian.

"He's just gone!"

At this time, the white-haired old woman surnamed Ling came over, put her mouth to her ear and whispered: "Miss, the old man is incompetent, and he can't see his cultivation!"

"You don't see his cultivation either?"

Murong Wan's beautiful eyes frowned, and the beautiful pupils below suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and an unbelievable look flashed inside.

Ling Lao had the cultivation of a three-star martial king, and even she couldn't see this young man's cultivation, so didn't he say that his cultivation was far higher than Ling Lao's? He looked like he was only about twenty years old? How could this be?

"Forget it!"

But immediately, Murong Wan, who couldn't figure it out, waved his hand and said lightly in approval: "We opened the door to do business, and what kind of cultivation he has has nothing to do with us! However, although this kid is an arrogant and unstoppable gentleman, he still understands the rules very well. ”

"Do you understand the rules?" Ling Lao's brows furrowed slightly, very puzzled.

"Elder Ling, think about it, if Wu Xiaolong dies in our Xiaoxiang Villa......

"Shhh

After Murong Wan's reminder, Ling Lao, the three-star martial king, suddenly lit up in front of him, and then gasped several times:

"With Old Man Wu's temper, he will definitely say that our Xiaoxiang Yayuan is deliberately conniving and putting all the blame on Miss. Then use this to coerce the head of the family, marry the young lady into their Wu family, and use marriage to achieve their goal of encroaching on our Murong family. ”

"Humph!"

Murong Wan's pretty face froze, and she snorted coldly: "They are simply wishful thinking, they want to make my aunt and grandmother obey, and my fists are not vegetarian!"

"Then you still use your experience as an excuse to hide in Nanyang City, which is the farthest away from the imperial capital?" Looking at Murong Wan with anger in her eyes, Ling Lao couldn't help but roll his eyes at her.

"Out of sight, out of mind!"

Facing Ling Lao's teasing, Murong Wan pursed her lips, a trace of annoyance flashed between her eyebrows, and she muttered angrily: "That guy Wu Xiaotian is too perverted, he is not yet forty years old and has cultivated to the peak of the Nine-Star Martial Sect, and I can't beat him, so I have to hide out!"

After a pause, she seemed to suddenly think of something, glanced at the corridor leading to the backyard, and Murong Wan asked in a very low voice:

"Elder Ling, who do you say is more powerful, him or Wu Xiaotian?"

"Miss, who is he?" Ling Lao asked knowingly with a puzzled expression.

"He's Xiao Yao!"

Murong Wan's face turned pale, and she whispered slowly in an affirmative tone, and a fox-like cunning suddenly flashed in her eyes full of wisdom.

At this time, Xiao Yao had already followed Yanyan to Lin Yaxian's courtyard, there was no noisy noise, only the sound of falling rain could be heard around, and the warm and clean hall was filled with a faint smell of sandalwood.

Gently sniffing this delicious sandalwood fragrance, Xiao Yao was very satisfied. Whether it is the quiet environment, the tidy house, the brilliant lights, or the plaque that reads "Xianxiangju", he is very satisfied.

The only thing that I was not satisfied with was that in a pavilion directly opposite the plaque, there were four big men in black suits, with a short stick obliquely inserted at their waists, although their faces were not amazing, but their eyes were shining.

Seeing Yanyan and Xiao Yao walking into the hall, they closed their mouths and didn't speak, as if they hadn't seen anything, their eyes staring directly at the curtain at the entrance of the hall, which was the incense pavilion where Lin Yaxian was entertaining.

If someone tries to misdeceive and wants to make an overlord bow hard, as long as Lin Yaxian inside snorts softly, they will rush in as fast as they can and smash the head of that disciple with a stick, no matter who he is!

"Childe, you sit down and eat something first, I'll call Miss Xian'er!"

She said very politely and softly, and Yanyan walked away quickly, the scene that turned Wu Xiaolong into an ice sculpture just now almost scared her soul away.

After she went out, Xiao Yao observed: there was a picture scroll hanging in the middle hall on the front of the hall, which was a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath.

The side auxiliary couplet is a payment, and the upper couplet is: tens of thousands of Wuxia clouds and rain, bees go to butterflies, and the sound is harmonious with Xiao Shengguan. The next link is: 100 years of love and turmoil, phoenix opera and dragon tour, song republic and pipa.

On the west side is a sandalwood coffee table with wine glasses on top and a celadon embroidered pier on each side. There is a door on the north side, with a curtain rolled on it, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a faint sandalwood fragrance wafting out from it, which should be Lin Yaxian's bedroom.

Xiao Yao nodded, and walked over to sit on the celadon embroidered pier next to the sandalwood coffee table, his stomach was already "growling", and he was not polite, while eating quickly, while watching the beauty bathing on the opposite side.

waited until he ate all the food on the table, and Lin Yaxian didn't come out, but Xiao Yao's face did not show the slightest impatience, but instead probed his soul into the spirit ring, and after staying where the books were placed for a while, a book with a yellow cover suddenly appeared in his hand.

Afterimage Ruyi Gun, Yellow Rank Middle-grade Martial Arts, Xiao Yao himself doesn't know who he robbed it from. Since you have to change your identity, you can't use that heavy stick anymore.

However, the heavy stick can't be used, and he can still use the spear of the same weight? Therefore, when he found that there was a gun martial art in the ring, Xiao Yao took it out without hesitation and looked at it very seriously.

"What are you doing with this garbage?Excess energy?" Seeing that Xiao Yao actually looked at the Yellow Rank mid-grade martial arts, Yao Mengyun asked in amazement.

"Senior, in my opinion, there is no garbage martial art in this world, as long as it suits you, it is the best!"

Xiao Yao said lightly in his heart, "The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable! Therefore, the simpler the move, the faster the speed." When we kill, we only need one move!"

Having twice used the Wind Thunder Stick, he found that this martial art was very powerful, but it required a certain amount of preparation time.

This time at the North City Gate, Xiao Yao just took advantage of the few seconds when he disappeared and made everyone suddenly lose their minds, and also took advantage of the contempt they didn't take him in, which successfully showed it and caused so much destruction.

Don't underestimate these few seconds, in a real master duel, a few tenths of a second will decide a person's life and death!

Once again, Xiao Yao firmly believes that he will never succeed. However, he also knew that the preparation time was too long, and it also had a lot to do with his low cultivation.

"The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable!"

Yao Mengyun couldn't help but murmur, this was the second time she had heard Xiao Yao say this, but she was still puzzled.

In her understanding, strength is the root of overcoming everything. Therefore, the martial arts, spiritual weapons, and elixirs of the Xuanling Continent are all used to increase strength, and I have never heard of the saying that speed can defeat everything.

"Where did you hear that?" Yao Mengyun asked puzzled.

"Oh, it's my master. Xiao Yao, who was reading a book, said lightly.

In fact, this sentence is the core concept of "Breaking the Sky Flying Knife", and it is with such a "fast" word that he has defeated one opponent after another who is much stronger than him.

On the surface, every time Xiao Yao fights, he uses the Xiaoyao Fist, which makes his strength skyrocket instantly, thus defeating the other party.

But don't forget, the full name of MEmu is MEmu Meteor Fist, and meteor means it's pretty fast. And the core of these martial arts is also fast!

It is precisely because of the fast enough speed that the Xiaoyao Fist can successfully confuse the opponent at the moment when the strength surges, so as to be unprepared and kill with one blow!

"Fast", a very simple word, is easy to say, but it is really difficult to do. If you achieve the perfect combination of speed and strength, it will be even more difficult, and this cultivation speed will naturally slow down.

Therefore, Xiao Yao personally felt that in ancient times, there must have been some martial artists who felt that this kind of cultivation method was too difficult and slow, so they gave up the cultivation of physical instinct and the pursuit of speed, so as to simply pursue the improvement of strength.

In this way, the cultivation speed must be much faster, and it will naturally stand out among its peers, and the young one will become an admirable powerhouse!

So everyone followed suit, and after tens of thousands of years or even longer of development, the original cultivation methods and concepts were completely eliminated by people.

As everyone knows, this kind of "fastness" of improving cultivation is contrary to the real "fast".

Suddenly, the sound of slight footsteps came from the bedroom inside into the ears of Xiao Yao, who was reading a book.

"It's been a long time coming!"

After hearing this voice, Xiao Yao smiled slightly, slowly put down the book in his hand, and his quiet eyes slowly moved over.