Chapter 040 Crazy Swordsman Yang Xiaoluo!

Shen Wuchen didn't know anything at first. He also thought that he was holding that delicate plump body, because there was still that refreshing fragrance in the same place...... Did it work?

However, he quickly reacted, and his original expression of enjoyment quickly retracted, well, a lewd expression, and his body quickly continued to run forward, or rather, in embarrassment.

"Hee-hee, you're a step late. Demon Moyan's mischievous voice sounded beside him.

Shen Wuchen's body that was about to accelerate suddenly stopped, because one of his ears was being caught between the two slender fingers of Demon Moyan, so his already tired body also went limp again.

However, his ears were still aching, as if he could make Shen Wuchen's heart break at any time!

"For the sake of innocence...... Master, I'm out this time!" Shen Wuchen thought in his heart.

Then, his body fell uncontrollably in the direction of Demon Mo Yan, and he fell into Demon Mo Yan's arms.

Demon Moyan surprisingly didn't dodge it immediately this time.

Shen Wuchen only felt a warm fragrance enveloping him, and then, his body fell.

"Do you still want to rub oil?, the men are really greedy......" Demon Moyan took a few steps back, letting Shen Wuchen fall heavily to the ground, and said with disdain.

"Uh——!" Shen Wuchen couldn't tell for a while, and he couldn't tell if he was bitter.

After a pause, he lay on the ground and said weakly, "Please form a team!"

Demon Mo Yan: "......!"

Seeing that Demon Moyan didn't speak, Shen Wuchen sat up, glanced at Demon Moyan's chest, and said angrily: "You really misunderstood me, I am a righteous gentleman who is not fake." As for why it happened just now...... It's like that, because I just killed a lord-level boss and all my power is gone. ”

"Really?" Demon Moyan smiled charmingly, would the ghost believe what Shen Wuchen said?

"Of course. Shen Wuchen said stiffly, "And...... I just burst out with a set of golden vessels! and...... A scroll!"

Looking at Shen Wuchen's smug expression, Demon Moyan sighed unconsciously, didn't pursue this question anymore, and instead said, "Now, can you stand up?"

"It should be possible!" Shen Wuchen said with difficulty.

"Then you get up and help me kill him!" Demon Moyan turned and pointed behind the empty people.

"......" Shen Wuchen was speechless, with a look of disbelief: "That's the trouble you are talking about?"

Demon Moyan didn't speak again, just nodded silently.

"I'm going to go!I don't know which daring guy would dare to offend Lord Demon Moyan on the Heavenly List?" Shen Wuchen stood up very 'reluctantly', and said: "However, since it is a person, it should be enough to solve it with your strength, right? Why do you want me to make a move? You know, I just fought a fierce battle!"

Demon Moyan smiled and said angrily: "When I helped you yesterday, I didn't say so much nonsense, did I?

"Okay...... I'm happy to serve the beauties!" Shen Wuchen moved his body, took out his novice sword, and walked towards the bottom of the Rising Sun Slope.

When he walked to Demon Moyan's side, Shen Wuchen looked at Demon Moyan's charming face close at hand, and said, "But...... Wait a minute, you're going to team up with me!"

Demon Ink Words: "......"

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He looks like a madman, but he's not crazy at all.

He looks like he's doing nothing, but he's actually doing a lot of things.

His name is ...... Yang Xiaoluo, a name with a lot of meaning, a name that is completely different from his style.

Maybe it's thanks to his parents, who gave him such a nice name...... If he had some sense, he should be grateful to his parents.

But...... His understanding of those two vague backs and the "parents" is just two simple Chinese characters, and the others are blank.

So...... He hates his parents and hates the word "parents......

So, he went crazy.

Yes, in the Arctic Sect, everyone said so.

Yes, he is a member of the Arctic Sect, a special person with a privileged mother's surname, a supernumerary madman...... And if it weren't for his strength being strong enough, maybe he would have been thrown into the wilderness and disappeared forever.

At this moment, he is under the slope of the rising sun, playing his own madness and madness.

Seventh on the list of Huaxia, the crazy swordsman Yang Xiaoluo!

Shen Wuchen silently stood on a high place and watched him, watching him wield an ice sword in the midst of the monster horde, watching him go crazy and ugly.

He laughed mysteriously.

"Phew!" Shen Wuchen spat at the mouth, took off the mask, and revealed the handsome face that was not worth his life, but his face was full of disdain and disdain.

Although his face was disdainful, his gaze was even more directly ignoring the madman, he walked straight into the monster group, regardless of whether it would hurt the madman or not, and swung his sword at the many monsters.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!" -

87，-63，-71......

Shen Wuchen's sweeping army was magnificent, instantly sweeping away a large area of monsters.

But this was not the end, Shen Wuchen jumped forward, raised his novice sword high, and slashed down with a [Thunderbolt Slash].

Boom ——!

The smoke filled the air, and a damage figure floated again.

Shen Wuchen finally turned his head, as if he had just seen that madman, with a look of contempt and contempt, that look, that action, how much he owed to be beaten.

Really underwhelmed!

"You...... Fight with me!" the madman Yang Xiaoluo waved his ice-blue long sword and pointed at Shen Wuchen and said.

"Oh?" Shen Wuchen turned around, clasped his hands on his chest, and said disdainfully, "Who are you?"

"I mean, order you to fight with me!" Yang Xiaoluo suddenly looked like crazy, and shouted at Shen Wuchen hoarsely.

Shen Wuchen's eardrums were buzzing, he shook his head, but he still endured it, and said disdainfully: "Are you qualified to fight me? You are not even qualified to fight me! What qualifications do you have to order me?!"

"Ahh

——!

The ice sword was cold, and an ice-blue sword shadow slashed through, and the atmosphere was cold towards Shen Wuchen.

Seeing this sword shadow, Shen Wuchen's pupils shrank suddenly, his body quickly dodged to the side, and he asked anxiously, "Who are you?"

"Ahh

One sword, another sword, Yang Xiaoluo swung more than ten swords in a row.

And Shen Wuchen was surprised to find that these more than ten swords seemed to be swung out irregularly by Yang Xiaoluo frantically, but every control of the strength and the choice of angle could be said to be extremely ingenious. The strength of each sword corresponds to the distance between Shen Wuchen and the sword, and the attack angle of each sword almost blocks the first dodge route reserved by Shen Wuchen...... It took Shen Wuchen a lot of effort to dodge these dozen swords in a thrilling way.

Those who can do this are either peerless powerhouses or coincidences...... Obviously, the former is more likely.

But, will this crazy Yang Xiaoluo really be a peerless powerhouse?

Still is...... He's not crazy at all, he's been pretending to be crazy?!

Shen Wuchen faintly felt that this Yang Xiaoluo must have an unspeakable and amazing secret!

Ding——!

Blocking Yang Xiaoluo's sword, Shen Wuchen said with a straight face: "You are really strong...... Why are you pretending to be crazy, though?"

Yang Xiaoluo's expression suddenly froze, and his face was momentarily flustered and helpless, but immediately, his expression became crazy again, and he roared: "Give me death!"

With that, he swung his sword again and rushed forward.

"Huh...... Do you think your acting skills are superb? Yang Xiaoluo, known as the seventh [Crazy Swordsman] on the list, although you can deceive everyone, but you can't deceive the people at this level we are in, maybe hundreds of millions of ordinary players know that you are a crazy person, but ...... Do you think you have been able to conceal the heroes and talents of the Yanhuang Alliance and the Fenghuo Alliance?" Demon Moyan didn't know when he appeared behind Yang Xiaoluo, smiling and exposing Yang Xiaoluo's disguise.

Yang Xiaoluo's body paused and did not attack again.

"What do you know?" Yang asked in a deep voice, his head lowered, his face becoming extremely gloomy.

"We know what we need to know. Demon Moyan said.

"Your head shouldn't be lowered, because I feel something from you...... Hatred!" Shen Wuchen looked at Yang Xiaoluo and lowered his head, and said quietly: "Everyone who has hatred should not bow their heads at any time. Maybe I don't know what your real hatred is, but I know you do, and that's enough......"

I don't know why, Shen Wuchen suddenly remembered Leng Yan, remembered the bloody night when Leng Yan's father-in-law was killed, and he himself led everyone to break through......

These two people are very similar......

"Hehe, so what? You know that I have hatred, so what? What does this have to do with you?" Yang Xiaoluo remained silent and silently put away the ice sword.

"Giggles, I don't think you should refuse our help. Demon Mo Yan said with a smile.

"It didn't matter before, but it will be related soon. Shen Wuchen said in a shocking voice: "Your strength will definitely not deign to the seventh place on the ground list, presumably you will definitely not condescend to the Arctic Sect this time, right?"

Yang Xiaoluo: "......"

"And, if I'm not mistaken, you're already level ten, right?" However, I don't think you'll choose to walk out of the Novice Village anytime soon, right?" Shen Wuchen continued.

When he said this, Shen Wuchen was also extremely shocked, he never expected that someone would reach level ten before him...... However, fortunately, this person is the crazy swordsman Yang Xiaoluo! Otherwise, his position as the first person in "Mandate of Heaven" would not be guaranteed.

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