Chapter 0179: Sending the Sword (II)
Li Xiuyan didn't know why, so he asked Shiro, "Are you sick?"
Li Xiuyan's eyes were cold, and he was just about to press his head into the quicksand, when he heard the whispers of the lively people around him, "Look, Shiro is peeing his pants^"
"I, don't blame me, peeing your pants is your own problem. Li Xiuyan shook him hard, throwing him out of the quicksand realm.
"Li Xiuyan, you remember for me, I will definitely kill you!" Shiro's words had already leaked, but he still didn't forget to threaten and intimidate Li Xiuyan.
The figure flashed, and Li Xiuyan had already appeared in front of Shiro in the next second.
"You, you, what are you going to do?!" Shiro trembled and his legs trembled.
As soon as the words fell, Li Xiuyan used a set of punches on Shiro's body at a very fast speed.
"You two, do you still want to kill me?" Li Xiuyan then turned his gaze to Erha and Sande.
Listening to the chatter and apologies of the two, Li Xiuyan sighed helplessly, and without looking back, he pointed to the location of Da Kui, and with a slight lift of his fingers, the quicksand field spit out Da Kui, who had just been "swallowed", and fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack, only to make him dizzy.
"You're their boss?"
"Yes, how?"
Li Xiuyan smiled, "I should have asked you this, right? I'm here just to find someone, a few of you are good, you are well fed, and you come to provoke, are you cheap?"
But what made him feel even more depressed was that the strength that Li Xiuyan showed just now was not something he could compete with. Don't be him, anyone can see that Li Xiuyan didn't use all his strength when dealing with Erha and the four people, otherwise they wouldn't just be in a coma.
Seeing this, the blue-haired boy retreated again and again, and was finally blocked by the crowd of onlookers.
The blue-haired boy tried to stir up the crowd around him, but he couldn't succeed, because the reputation and character of the five of them were really stinky in the East Courtyard, and they could win the top five rankings in the East Courtyard, in addition to their shamelessness.
In particular, the opponent is the famous Li Xiuyan of the West Courtyard.
The blue-haired young man chattered and complained, but before he could finish his words, he was kicked out by a foot stretched out from the crowd, and just landed in front of Li Xiuyan in a very standard kneeling position.
"Hey ......" Li Xiuyan waved his hand to Chu Qianhan and walked around the blue-haired boy.
His martial soul is not quite in line with his temperament, it is actually a water-edged long knife, with a huge blade, which looks very clumsy, but the speed of swinging the knife is not slow at all, and the volley crosses a perfect arc, aiming at the back of Li Xiuyan's head and slashing angrily.
Li Xiuyan was actually aware of it the moment the blue-haired boy liberated the martial spirit, and the reason why he ignored it was because he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all, and the other was that he wanted to try whether the dark gold heavy sword he had built could withstand the attack of the martial spirit.
Li Xiuyan took a step forward suddenly, holding the hilt of the dark gold heavy sword with both hands at the same time, and suddenly turned around and swung it, facing the blade of the blue-haired young man, and went against the current.
"Ahh The soul power in the body converged unreservedly into the water blade long knife.
On the other hand, Li Xiuyan, from beginning to end, behaved very relaxed, just like a big brother and teasing a younger brother to play, without any pressure.
Feeling the pressure from the dark gold heavy sword, Li Xiuyan kept trying, he wanted to measure the peak of this sword.
"Go!"
"Chu Qianhan, take the sword!"
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