Miss Xiao Xie looked at Chen Yuxiang with beautiful eyes, looking like she was about to cry, while Lan Ping'er, the little saint of the Danyang Sect, remained silent at this time, but her eyes were also quite interested.

"Miss Xie, I'm ......" Chen Yuxiang scratched his head again, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Didn't I tell you that you want to practice a martial art? But it's all right now!I'm sorry!"

"Hmph!" Xie Luying snorted coldly, and the tears in her eyes finally flowed out: "I don't care! Anyway, you just want to kill me! I hate you to death!" After speaking, he turned his head, his shoulders kept shaking, and he had obviously begun to cry.

"Dizzy, don't cry! Okay, okay, it's all my fault......" Seeing that Xie Luying used the big killer weapon of tears, Chen Yuxiang also felt quite helpless, rubbing his hands and saying again and again.

The little saint Lan Ping'er blinked, she already knew from Xie Luying's mouth that the two were just new acquaintances, and she was very surprised that the two were so intimate at this time.

Perhaps in order to reverse this embarrassing situation, Lan Ping'er looked at Chen Yuxiang and said, "Shen Daoyou, have you finished your exercises?"

"A little success, hehe!" Speaking of the exercises, Chen Yuxiang clenched his fists proudly, and there was a crackling bone explosion on his body: "At least don't be afraid of that guy outside!"

"Really?" Xie Luying also stopped crying when she heard this, and raised her little face covered with tears: "Have you entered the Jindan stage?"

"That's not true, but," Chen Yuxiang shook his fist and said, "Have you forgotten, do we rely on this to eat?" turned around and opened the prohibition casually, pushed the door and walked out: "Don't come out inside, watch me beat that bad uncle into a pig's head!"

The two beauties glanced at each other, their eyes full of curiosity, but they still stayed in the room very obediently, watching the movement in the hall through the Sky Shadow Stone on the wall.

......

"The surname is Ma, get out!"

Chen Yuxiang stood in the hall and shouted arrogantly. With the third skill of the Demon Immortal Golden Body, for such a junior in the early stage of the Golden Pill Period, Chen Yuxiang's confidence is naturally extremely high.

"Peng!"

The door of a secret room slammed open, and immediately after, a tall and stuck-old man flashed out: "Boy, are you finally willing to come out and die!

The dense heaven and earth aura in Blackstone Town plus the effect of the pill, but in one day, Ma Chao's injury was almost healed. At this time, he looked at the javelin-like young man in front of him, but a trace of astonishment appeared on his face: "You, you are the little bastard who threw me with a crystal nucleus yesterday?

"You've become handsome, right?" Chen Yuxiang said with a smile: "It's useless to pat yourself on the back, you still want your life!"

"Damn!" Ma Chao immediately became angry: "It's just you, Lao Tzu can pinch you to death with one finger!"

Just kidding, this kid is just a senior in the Qi Refining Period, even if he comes out this time and reaches the peak of the Qi Refining Period, he is still an ant-like existence in Ma Chao's eyes.

"Yesterday, it was this kid who restrained me, so that the second child was killed by that little bald donkey!" Thinking of the tragic death of the old brother Dong Le, Ma Chao's face showed a cruel smile: "Stinky boy! I thought you would stay in it for three months, but I didn't expect you to be sent to the door today! In that case, I will accept your life first!"

After speaking, Ma Chao waved his hand, and an incomparably wide broadsword appeared in his hand.

The broadsword was about 4 feet long and a foot and a half wide, and it was covered with bloodstains, and as soon as the broadsword appeared, the entire hall was filled with a strong bloody aura. If you are not firm in your heart, you will lose the courage to fight just for this broadsword.

After holding the broadsword in his hand, Ma Chao's temperament also changed completely, and his body became extremely sharp, and the broadsword was held in his hand as if it were a part of his body.

"Have you used your natal weapon!" Chen Yuxiang looked at Ma Chao, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

The natal weapon is different from the ordinary magic weapon, and it is usually not placed in the Qiankun bag, but the monk directly collects it in the body, and uses the natal essence blood to keep it warm at all times. The longer the cultivation time, the stronger the spirituality of the magic weapon, the higher the compatibility with the owner, and the greater the effectiveness it can exert in battle.

Some magic weapons are warmed to the end, and they can even produce a trace of spiritual wisdom, and they can take the initiative to protect the master in critical moments.

However, it is precisely because of the preciousness of the natal weapon that the monks generally choose the natal weapon very carefully, and even do not want the natal weapon when the level is low. And when fighting, it is also to use the natal weapon as little as possible. Because once the natal weapon is damaged, the monk himself will also be damaged.

Chen Yuxiang himself does not have a natal weapon. Because until now, there has been no magic weapon that he can see.

Most of the monks in the Kyushu Continent use flying swords, and the monks who have a bit of wealth have at least two flying swords, one is kept in the body to nourish and the other is used to fight the enemy. And when you take out the natal flying sword, it is often the time to fight hard.

"This guy really thinks up to me!" Chen Yuxiang couldn't help but tremble when he saw that Ma Chao had even taken out his natal weapon: "It seems that it is impossible to do it easily!

In Chen Yuxiang's original plan, that is, to take advantage of this kid's carelessness and come up and punch him half to death. But obviously, this Ma Chao is also a thoughtful person, although what he said is also very arrogant, but seeing Chen Yuxiang come out to challenge himself in such a big way, he is also vigilant in his heart.

It is estimated that it is impossible to defeat the enemy with one move, and how to fight this fight still needs to be carefully calculated. Since you want to achieve a shocking effect, you can't let Lan Ping'er, the little girl, find a flaw. After all, the fewer people who know about their physical strength, the better.

As for Xue Hui in the secret room, since he has already offended, if he really doesn't know what to do, Chen Yuxiang doesn't mind letting him become a dead man.

With the natal weapon in hand, Ma Chao's confidence suddenly increased, and he shouted: "Boy, die!" With a little feet on his feet, he rushed towards Chen Yuxiang like a cannonball, and where he passed, a series of sonic booms sounded!

"Damn! It's not a long-range attack! It's a melee battle as soon as it comes up, this kid is too careful!"

In an instant, Ma Chao had rushed in front of Chen Yuxiang, stretching out his hands forward, holding the broadsword steadily, and his whole body maintained a forward momentum. On the broadsword, the huge spiritual power turned into a cold sword, swallowing like a poisonous snake around the blade.

"Come on!" Chen Yuxiang shouted, took a robbed flying sword in his hand, stretched forward with his left hand, as if he had pinched a sword trick, and slashed towards Ma Chao's broadsword with his right hand. However, on his flying sword, there was not a trace of mana fluctuations.

"The spiritual power is all restrained, without a trace of leakage, this Shen Daoyou is really extraordinary! However, he should be a monk in the Jindan stage, how else can he control it so well?" Lan Ping'er looked at Chen Yuxiang on the Heavenly Shadow Stone and chuckled: "Senior Sister Xie, you, Brother Shen, I'm afraid you're an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, right?"

Xie Luying snorted noncommittally, and said in her heart Since Brother Shen was teleported to the Blade Desert, he was naturally a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, how could he be an old monster. He didn't rely on spiritual power, but on his perverted body. But why should I tell you about this kind of thing?

"Boom!" Just as the two beauties in the secret room were talking, the two flying swords collided together, and the violent mana fluctuations instantly exploded in the main hall, like a stormy wave. The figures of the two people were suddenly hidden in the smoke and dust accumulated over the years.

At the same time as the smoke and dust just rose, Chen Yuxiang's left hand, which seemed to be holding the sword technique, suddenly waved quietly......

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the two of them stood there in good manners, but Chen Yuxiang had a light smile on his face, while the rough man Ma Chao pressed his abdomen with one hand, and said with some horror: "Boy, you, you ......."

With this sword just now, Chen Yuxiang really didn't use any mana, and in Lan Ping'er's opinion, it was naturally the so-called spiritual power restrained. However, with his current physical strength, even the attacks of high-level cultivators in the Jindan period can be accepted, and the strength of the demon immortal's golden body is not covered.

Therefore, the flying sword, which has physical strength as the backing and no spiritual power, can easily block Ma Chao's full impact.

And his left hand, which seemed to be holding the sword technique, took advantage of the smoke and dust, and quietly emitted a wave of energy, which is fundamentally different from the form of energy of spiritual power, Ma Chao can't guard against it at all, and this time he naturally suffered a big loss.

However, in order to avoid arousing Lan Ping'er's doubts, Chen Yuxiang's punch did not use all his strength, otherwise, this punch would be enough to kill Ma Chao.