Before Luo Tian could get rid of the embarrassment, there was a burst of exclamations in the crowd.

The two of them looked up, and saw that the swordsman stabbed into the belly of the swordsman who was blocking the way, which sword blade condensed a light, and the speed was extremely fast, and there was only a flash of light in his eyes, and the swordsman was stabbed.

Luo Tian and Mo Li glanced at each other, and there was a trace of shock in their eyes.

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

Luo Tian and Mo Li were both monks who used swords, so they could naturally see the extraordinaryness of the young swordsman just now.

The other party's cultivation is Luo Tian can see through it at a glance, and he is just an ordinary body refining realm cultivator.

Although the cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm, the highest level that an acquired cultivator can achieve, the sword light on the sword just now is not something that a cultivator of this level should master.

Generally speaking, before becoming a spiritual cultivator, most cultivators use spiritual power to refine their bodies, so that their physical bodies are more powerful, such as increasing their defense, flexibility, and strength.

Therefore, the battle between cultivators and the gap between cultivators is actually not very obvious, on the contrary, the use of power often determines the winning side.

The cultivation of the swordsman and the swordsman, the swordsman is obviously deeper than the swordsman.

If Luo Tian were asked to guess which of them would become a spiritual cultivator first, Luo Tian would have already chosen which injured swordsman.

So why did the swordsman lose?

The answer is actually very simple, because the swordsman's martial arts and the application of strength are too poor!

On the other hand, the swordsmanship used by that swordsman was also a bit slanderous, and even powerful cultivators like Luo Tian and Mo Li had an illusion that was shining in front of their eyes.

"Mo Li, have you ever seen this kind of swordsmanship?" Luo Tian asked Mo Li beside him in a low voice.

Mo Li frowned and thought for a moment, and finally shook her head helplessly.

"Could it be the swordsmanship of the mortal world?"

Mo Li didn't answer Luo Tian's confusion, in fact, Luo Tian himself felt that what he said was some nonsense, if there was really such a mysterious swordsmanship in the mortal world, I am afraid that there would have been a master of swordsmanship a long time ago, and how could this kind of genius not attract the attention of cultivators?

Inheritance is important, but creating a new way of practicing is even more rare.

The family sect in the cultivation world knows better than anyone else the preciousness of this kind of talent, even if the other party's cultivation qualifications are mediocre, there will be sects willing to spend a lot of money to help such people who defy the heavens and become the arms of their own forces.

Luo Tian was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect that just to relieve his boredom, he could meet a swordsman with a comprehension against the sky on the street.

The duel between the swordsman and the swordsman had come to an end, and the swordsman put his sword in his sheath and turned to leave.

However, it seemed that the swordsman was not willing to give up, even though the blood stained his robe with blood from the wound in his abdomen, he still stood up tremblingly, and scolded the swordsman with his steel knife on the ground.

The insult in the swordsman's mouth is unpleasant, and with his miserable appearance, it is really unbearable to watch, some people are no longer willing to look at it, how can such an abusive swordsman be willing to let him go?

Everyone saw the duel just now from the beginning to the end, and anyone could see that the swordsman was merciful to his subordinates just now, otherwise there would only be a wound hole in the abdomen, and I am afraid that it would be light if it was pierced by a sword, and it would be light if it was directly cut into the abdomen.

"Simon blowing snow, there is a kind of you who kill me now!Otherwise, I will chase you wherever you go, and I will continue to challenge you when I am injured."

The swordsman seemed to finally get impatient, stopped walking out, looked back at the swordsman, and was silent for a while: "Ouyang Ke, why are you doing this?"

"Why bother, why didn't you say it to my sister when you said so lightly?" the swordsman roared with a hideous face.

The roar of the swordsman Ximen Fuxue fell silent, his brows furrowed tightly, and he looked at Ouyang Ke, who was seriously injured on the opposite side, and stopped talking.

Ouyang Ke turned into the same way he was just now, looking at Ximen Blowing Snow who didn't speak, and insulting him, even his parents and elders, and his female elders who were concentrated in Ximen Blowing Snow.

The information revealed in the conversation between the two made the people present understand it a little.

The eyes wandered over the silent Ximen Blowing Snow and the insulting Ouyang Ke, showing a playful look, and people began to bow their heads to discuss various speculations, of course, the main revolves around the story of Ximen Blowing Snow after playing with Ouyang Ke's sister, and not wanting to wipe his mouth and slap his ass and leave, but was chased and killed by various Ouyang Ke for revenge.

Ximen Blowing Snow listened to the words around him, his brows furrowed more and more, and a touch of killing intent gathered from the center of his eyebrows, and the people who watched the excitement were ordinary people who didn't notice the killing intent at will, but who were Luo Tian and Mo Li, Ximen Feixue changed slightly, and the two of them felt it, and Ouyang Ke opposite Ximen Blowing Snow also felt it, but surprisingly Luo Tian did not see fear in the other party's eyes, but saw a touch of pride in Ouyang Ke's eyes.

He did it on purpose, and the initial insults and the conversation with that sister and the like, were all aimed at achieving his own goals?

Is there such a guy in the world who is bent on death? Didn't his brain be stabbed in the head by the sword aura of which sword just now?

Mo Liben also believed the story that everyone discussed, but with the change of the two, he also began to doubt the authenticity of the story, and when he came to his mouth, the sentence "Do you men treat feelings like this?" also swallowed, and glanced at Luo Tian, who was staring at the middle of the field, at the corner of his eyebrows, and his mood became complicated for some reason, looking down at the string of red fruits in his hand, and finally included it in the storage space.

Mo Li's action of putting away the sugar gourd was very casual, but it was also disguised, after all, the monk who had the space to contain things, in the eyes of these mortals, it was a fairy-like existence, and if it was seen, it would definitely cause a sensation.

However, because of her preoccupation, Mo Li didn't notice that when she put away the sugar gourd, a pair of eyes flashed in the pawn shop not far from them, and the eyes hidden in the dark corner of the store shook in shock, and then disappeared without a trace.

Luo Tian seemed to be aware of it, and swept his spiritual sense towards the pawnshop.

There were only two guys and an old master left in the front hall of the pawnshop, and the boss just now seemed to be gone, Luo Tian swept away the back hall of the spiritual consciousness, and the fat body of the boss was imprinted in his mind, and he saw that the boss was excitedly looking at the spirit stone he had pawned just now in the small box.

Is it a delusion?

Luo Tian withdrew his spiritual sense and looked at the swordsman and the swordsman anew, and the confrontation between the two took a new turn.

Ximen Fuxue pulled out his sword, and when everyone thought that he was going to kill Ouyang Ke one piece, he said the second sentence from the duel to the present: "I know that you want to use your death to let me live in guilt for the rest of my life, so as to plant a demon heart seed in my sword path, but you are wrong"

The sword light gathered, and the sword light fell.

Everyone looked at Ouyang Ke, the other party did not add any new wounds except for the wound in the abdomen, which sword was not stabbed at him, who was it?

Poof!

Suddenly, there was a strange exclamation in the crowd, the crowd dispersed in a panic, a strong man was holding his neck in fright, falling to the ground, blood was spilling from his fingers, the carotid artery had been cut, obviously there was no help, but a few breaths, the strong man stared in despair, his eyes widened, and he was not breathing.

The pair of faces full of fear, coupled with those confused and desperate eyes, made everyone's hearts cold.

Some people began to creep towards the back of the crowd, while more simply turned away.

Someone has already recognized the man, and the most intense discussion in private just now is the man, there are not a few people like that man in the crowd, without exception, when Ximen blows the snow and kills the man with a sword, they all disappear into the vast sea of people.

"Ouyang Ke, you have changed, if your sister is still alive and knows that you would do such a thing, I am afraid that she will not recognize you as a brother, if you want to follow, you don't put your mind on cultivation, but waste your mind on these boring things, how many years do you think you can live? ”

Ximen Feixue said slowly, looked at Ouyang Ke lightly and said, "Even if you curse in my ear every day, so what?

"With training, my cultivation will only improve, but what about you? If you are wrapped in 'hatred' and 'jealousy' that you have done, how far can your cultivation be improved?"

"I can't guess what will happen in the future, but one thing I'm sure of is that I'll outlive you."

"When you die, that is, when I break the fate of this sword, mine will only go further. ”

Ouyang Ke's eyes changed, and his expression became more and more ugly. Because he found that Ximen Blowing Snow's words were all true, he couldn't refute a word, so at this time, Ximen Blowing Snow said another sentence, which made Ouyang Ke's whole person like a lightning strike.

"Thinking about how to make me ruined every day, and I can't enter the Tao with guilt, it's better to practice hard and wait until you are sure to kill me, and then kill me!"

"Kill me, and your knot will end. ”

To people's surprise, what should have been a sword against the enemy, but began to enlighten the other party, this situation is really rare in thousands of years.

After Ximen Fuxue finished speaking, he turned around and left, passing by Luo Tian's side, Ximen Fuxue's eyes brightened, and the steps under his feet paused slightly, and then he actually saluted, and then pulled away from the crowd and walked into the distance.

Although some people have seen the strength of Ximen Blowing Snow just now, what does Ximen Blowing Snow inexplicably show to the people? It shows that the person can withstand the courtesy of the other party, and everyone can see clearly which way of saluting, which is the respect of the younger generation for the seniors.

What does this mean?

It shows that Luo Tian, who is young, is actually a cultivator who is stronger than Ximen Blowing Snow

Brush!

There was no need for anyone to organize, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on Luo Tian.

There was amusement, inquiry, and suspicion in his eyes, but of course, the most was excitement, and there were even some young cultivators with blades, who seemed to want to come forward to greet Luo Tian.

That's not how I went to the script, was it?

I'm just a passerby, what kind of courtesy do you give to Lao Tzu when you go? Aren't you thinking about your child?

Luo Tian was angry, so he was going to turn around and find Ximen to blow the snow theory, but he was pulled by the ink glass on the side.

Luo Tian looked back, and felt that his scalp was numb and he felt troublesome.

Ouyang Ke, who was originally in the crowd, seemed to be in deep thought and repentance, but he didn't know when he actually stood in front of him.

Before Luo Tian could understand, he only heard a 'poof'.

Then Ouyang Ke knelt directly in front of Luo Tian, regardless of the blood from the wound in his abdomen, he bowed his head and said, "Please accept me as an apprentice!"

No way!

Luo Tian was one head and two big, and the corners of his eyes twitched and scolded: "Accept your mother's head and take care of Lao Tzu's shit!"