Chapter 806: A Finger (Page 1/1)

Hong Ba now finally saw what the weapon Li Xuedong was using was, it turned out to be a red short sword.

What's even more terrifying is that Hong Ba even found that Li Xuedong was able to use qi to control the sword, what kind of cultivation is this, it is said that only a peerless master who has reached the innate level can do this.

Hong Ba's head has completely stopped thinking, Li Xuedong is only in his early twenties, even if he starts to cultivate Gu Wu in his mother's womb, no matter how demonic his qualifications are, it is absolutely impossible for him to cultivate Gu Wu to the top of the innate level!

But if it weren't for the innate level, he couldn't understand how Li Xuedong achieved the magic skill of 'using qi to resist the sword', the more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out.

In Hong Ba's eyes, Li Xuedong used the ancient martial arts cultivator's qi sword control technique, but Li Xuedong knew in his heart that he was not using qi to control the sword, but a divine sense sword control that was even more powerful than this divine skill.

The flying sword is a part of his body, and as long as he sweeps his consciousness, the flying sword will do what he wants.

The Divine Sense Sword is more advanced than the Qi Control Sword, and it definitely does not consume the True Qi or Internal Qi in the body.

Under the leadership of the small leader of the mercenaries, Li Xuedong soon came to the conference room, and saw the people sitting inside at a glance, especially Luo Wanhou who was sitting at the top.

Luo Wanhou was similar to the impression he imagined, a burly man with fierce eyes.

This man exuded a strong bloody aura all over his body, which showed that he had crawled out of the pile of dead people, and his hands were stained with the blood of many people.

In addition to Luo Wanhou, Li Xuedong also saw several other people in the conference room, these people also had fierce faces, and none of them were good at stubble.

Suddenly, a powerful aura broke into Li Xuedong's spiritual vision.

Looking along this powerful aura, he suddenly found that the ancient martial arts cultivator sitting next to Luo Wanhou, an old man in blue clothes, with a handful of goatees, looked at Li Xuedong's eyes were squinting slightly.

Luo Wanhou saw that the mercenary leader came first, followed by Li Xuedong and Hong Ba.

Luo Wanhou thought that his sergeant had already controlled both Hong Ba and Li Xuedong, smiled coldly, stared at Hong Ba and said: "Hong Ba, I asked you to go to Jiangzhou to grab territory, why did you come back, and who is this young man, don't tell me, your plan was ruined by him?!"

Hong Batie's face was blue, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a word.

Li Xuedong kicked Hong Ba away, his cold eyes fell on Luo Wanhou, and he said coldly: "You are Luo Wanhou, I'm here to take over your Rakshasa Palace, give up your position, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire conference room instantly became extremely awkward.

Everyone present looked at each other, endured it for a long time, and finally burst into crazy laughter, and even leaned forward and backward with laughter, and some people even laughed with tears.

Luo Wanhou was originally very annoyed with Li Xuedong, but after seeing him so naïve, he couldn't help but snort twice.

"Damn, you think you're old, you're going to take over the Rakshasa Palace, you won't be an island country comic that you've read too much, right?!"

"I think this girl is brain-dead, I don't know which mental hospital she escaped from. ”

"Deputy Captain Wang, what are you still doing in a daze, just drag this hun out and kill him, and then hang his body on the barbed wire fence to show the public, don't let any cats and dogs come to threaten us in the future and say that they will take over the Rakshasa Palace. ”

“......”

The words of Han Ping, the leader of the mercenary corps of the Rakshasa Palace, once again detonated everyone's laughter, probably because he felt that the young man in front of him was a little secondary, and even Luo Wanhou himself felt a little less angry, and felt that Li Xuedong was a little stupid and cute.

"Click......

Just when everyone was holding their stomachs and laughing, suddenly a tearing sound sounded, only to see a flash of red light, and the smile of the patriarch of the Rakshasa Hall who was sitting closest to Li Xuedong froze, and his neck drew a clearly visible bloody wound, bringing up a canopy of blood, and he lay on the conference table and died without saying a word.

Li Xuedong held the Chixiao Flying Sword in his right hand, his eyes swept indifferently at these people with frozen smiles, and continued to say word by word: "I won't repeat the same words a second time, either roll down from your position, or be like him, give me death!"

At this time, everyone suddenly realized that Li Xuedong was terrifying, he was not a second-year hot-blooded stupid boy, but a terrifying ancient martial arts cultivator.

Almost at the moment when the patriarch of the Rakshasa Hall died, everyone present immediately took out their pistols at the same time, aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Li Xuedong, and then shot with a bang.

In the face of the bullets that rained down, Li Xuedong's face did not change in the slightest, he raised the Chixiao Flying Sword and waved it twice in front of him, and under a series of dangdang sounds, all the bullets were stopped and fell to the floor one after another.

It wasn't until they had exhausted all the bullets in their pistols that everyone was surprised to find that all of them had been stopped by the other party with the sword in their hands, and not even a single one had missed.

Hong Ba and the small leader of the mercenaries standing next to him had long been numb, and there was not even the slightest ripple in their eyes.

The young man in front of him could even stop the bullets of a submachine gun, let alone a few pistols.

At this time, no one dared to laugh out loud anymore, they suddenly felt like fools, and they shot indiscriminately when they couldn't figure out each other, and their previous jokes about Li Xuedong resurfaced in front of their ears, who is brain-dead, who is the muddy person, not the young man opposite, but them!

Luo Wanhou didn't expect Li Xuedong to be able to stop all the bullets, and his face changed suddenly, but he quickly regained his composure, because he still had one last killer feature, that is, Yu Yuan, an ancient martial arts master sitting beside him!

Unlike the other people's frightened faces, Yu Yuan's expression did not change at all, because he could also do it with a sword to block the bullet, and he did it even better than Li Xuedong.

Luo Wanhou turned his head to look at Yu Yuan and said, "Senior Yu, what do you think of this person?"

Yu Yuan glanced at Li Xuedong with contempt and said, "At best, he is just a peak kid of the Xuan Rank, Lord Luo don't worry, if I want to kill him, one finger is enough." ”

Indeed, as Yu Yuan said, an earth-level master wants to kill a Xuan-level master, even if he is the peak of the Xuan-level level, infinitely close to the half-step ground level.

But there is always a huge gap between the Xuan Rank and the Earth Level, which cannot be bridged by a small level.

Even if it is a half-step ground level master, when facing a real ground level master, even if it is a very ordinary ground level early stage, there is only a chance of defeat.

Yu Yuan saw that Li Xuedong's age was only in his early twenties, no matter how outstanding his talent was, the strongest was only the peak of the Xuan Rank.

(End of chapter)

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