Everyone in the broken temple knows that the strongest person in this place is Peng Donglai, a barefoot old man and a middle-aged man holding a sword, and now that two of them have expressed their position, they have set their eyes on Peng Donglai.

Peng Donglai didn't get up, and the people around him didn't move.

"Cunning old thing. ”

The barefoot old man secretly slandered.

The other party clearly wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but he had reached an agreement with the middle-aged man holding the sword, but he was not afraid of Peng Donglai intervening sideways.

In short, today's kid surnamed Shi will definitely die!

"Boy, hand over the bronze stone to the acquaintance. ”

"Do you think that one person can stop everyone?"

Seeing that the barefoot old man and the middle-aged man holding a sword were ready to do it, other small groups also stood up to join in the fun. Maybe if they perform well, they will also get a piece of copper.

There was a lot of movement here, attracting people from outside the ruined temple to rush in.

"Haha, it's that kid, I'm going to see how he dies. ”

A man with a meaty face laughed loudly, and it was the one who was slapped away by Shi Xiaole's palm.

Smack, smack, smack.

Shi Xiaole's sleeves flicked, and more than a dozen copper stones fell at his feet, and said, "The copper stone is here, if you want it, take it yourself." ”

"Let's go up together. ”

"Slaughter this arrogant thing first. ”

This disregard for everything immediately angered many people.

More than a dozen low-level masters of the Naqi Realm attacked Shi Xiaole from all directions at the same time. The churning spirit turned into a violent wind, blowing the bonfire in the temple.

This kind of siege posture, even if it is a five-fold master, he does not dare to be careless, and he must retreat to advance to avoid being hit.

With a slight footstep, Shi Xiaole rose in the air like a wild goose, but as soon as he rose half a zhang, his body suddenly rotated, throwing out a round knife light.

Snort.

"Ah......h

In the screams, more than a dozen people besieging fell directly to the ground, holding their arms and trembling all over.

"Whoever dares to touch me, die. ”

Suddenly, a cold sword light pierced the night and shot straight towards Shi Xiaole.

The middle-aged man with a sword made a move.

From the inner hall of the broken temple to the outer courtyard, there is a distance of five zhang. If you are an ordinary person, you would never have imagined that the speed of holding a sword in middle age is so fast, let alone reacting.

Who is Shi Xiaole?

His mind had already locked on the other party, and he slashed it out without thinking about it.

Sonor!

With the terrible clash of swords, the two of them flew back at the same time.

"There are two hits. ”

The middle-aged man holding the sword didn't expect Shi Xiaole to be able to block this, and after being a little surprised, he smiled coldly, and the long sword stabbed out quickly and slowly.

When many people saw this kind of swordsmanship, they suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Even the barefoot old man, Peng Donglai, both of them showed a dignified look.

In the martial arts competition, the sense of rhythm is very important. But the middle-aged swordsmanship seems to be born with an ability to disrupt the sense of rhythm, which makes it difficult for people to exert their strength.

Swift and slow sword.

Although the swordsmanship is third-rate, it also depends on when it is used.

The middle-aged man with a sword is confident, and most people will be at a loss at first in the face of this kind of swordsmanship, and when they react, the situation is already under his control.

"Since it's a sword technique, I'll use a sword technique to deal with you. ”

At the same time as inserting the knife into the sheath, Shi Xiaole drew the sword with his right hand, and the rhythm was chaotic.

It's a pity that it's not Shi Xiaole who is messing up, but middle-aged people holding swords.

"What?!"

The barefoot old man and Peng Donglai changed color at the same time.

The swordsmanship that made them all a little jealous was broken so easily?

Soon, the shock on the faces of the two grew stronger. Because they found that the middle-aged people who held the sword were suppressed.

Compared with the fast and slow sword that destroys the rhythm, Shi Xiaole's sword moves can only be described as easy and casual, and there is no so-called sense of rhythm at all.

In other words, Shi Xiaole's sense of rhythm is too strong, so strong that he can't destroy it in middle age with a sword, but is brought to rhythm.

"How so?"

The middle-aged man holding the sword glared angrily, unable to believe what he had experienced.

"Slow Xuanyuan Slash!"

Suddenly, he burst into a roar, and the long sword slashed out with a strange amplitude, drawing a brilliant sword light.

The sword light is extremely sharp, and it has the charm of breaking through everything. What frightened Shi Xiaole the most was that the energy that came with the other party was very pure, like a steel plate.

The strength is born from force, which clearly means that the internal force of the middle-aged man holding the sword is also many times purer than that of ordinary people.

No matter how simple martial arts are, it is not easy to practice to the extreme. But it is obvious that the middle-aged man who holds the sword has cultivated a set of third-rate top-grade internal skills to the consummation realm.

This makes his internal strength much stronger than that of ordinary Qi Sixfold Masters.

Shi Xiaole finally understood where the initial sense of threat came from.

It's a pity that now his internal strength has also improved a lot, and with the killing moves, he is not afraid of anyone present at all.

"A glimmer of life. ”

His eyes were calm, and he pushed Zixia's divine skill to the limit, and Shi Xiaole swung a sword.

The blue and purple long sword brushed along the blade of the opponent's sword, and in the sneering spark, a blood mark was drawn on the shoulder of the middle-aged man holding the sword.

Rumble!

The sword momentum had just been used, and a broken iron crutch above his head smashed angrily, causing a violent roar.

It turned out that seeing that the middle-aged man holding the sword couldn't stop it, the barefoot old man made a move.

In terms of internal strength, the barefoot old man was three points stronger than the middle-aged man holding the sword, and he took the opportunity to sneak attack, and everyone thought that Shi Xiaole would die under this rod.

The big-eyed girl even screamed.

"Not good. ”

Peng Donglai raised his palm, wanting to stop it. For one, he was not at peace with the barefoot old man. Second, he didn't want Shi Xiaole to die in vain, it was a pity.

"The means of sneak attack are too low-level. ”

If it is a sneak attack by the pupil technique, or a large-scale sneak attack with hidden weapons, Shi Xiaole may still be wary. A sneak attack like a barefoot old man is useless to him at all.

Zixia Divine Skill was running at full strength, and a layer of purple internal force erupted from the body.

Clang!

The barefoot old man was shocked, and changed his smashing to blocking, and the offensive couldn't help but stagnate.

"This son is not easy to deal with, let's go together!"

The middle-aged man holding the sword completely lost his calm, and while shouting at the barefoot old man, he had already used a killing move to rush forward.

The barefoot old man stabilized his body, and also waved his iron staff to attack Shi Xiaole from the other side.

Sonorous and sonorous......

Three figures crisscrossed in the ruined temple, you come and go, and under the collision of energy, the straw, bonfire, and sand and gravel on the ground all fly.

Everyone looked stupid.

Those who had thought of plotting against Shi Xiaole were even more frightened into a cold sweat.

It's okay, it's good that I didn't make a move on that kid, otherwise there would be no way to live.

"His martial arts ......"

The big-eyed girl opened her mouth wide and her expression was extremely stunned. She had thought of countless possibilities, but she didn't expect such a scene to occur tonight.

"A hero is a teenager, this is true. ”

Peng Donglai dissipated his strength in a dejected manner.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Shi Xiaole was still not falling behind with one to two, and he didn't need anyone's help at all.

"Shaoxia, the old man was offended a lot before, can we shake hands and make peace?"

After nearly 100 moves, the barefoot old man became more and more frightened, and shouted loudly to Shi Xiaole.

The other party's internal force, body method, swordsmanship, everything makes people can't find faults, and the cooperation between each other is seamless, how can this be fought?

"Yes, you can kill yourself with an arm and a leg. ”

Shi Xiaole said coldly.

If his strength is low tonight, there is definitely only a dead end. Since the other party is ruthless, there is no need for him to be polite.

"Too much deception!"

How could the barefoot old man accept this condition, his cloudy eyes flashed with fierceness, and he suddenly shouted to Peng Donglai: "Brother Peng, cooperate with the old man, and the copper and stone will share half of you." ”

Peng Donglai smiled disdainfully, without any intention of making a move.

Boast!

Another collision of moves.

The barefoot old man shot towards the outside of the broken temple with the force of the backlash, and shouted in a vicious voice: "Little dog, the old man remembers tonight's events." ”

"What's the use of remembering?"

Inserting the sword into the sheath, Shi Xiaole pulled out the sword, and the sword was transformed so quickly that it almost left an afterimage in the air. Before the afterimage had dispersed, his man had risen into the sky, and the raised snow-shattering knife slashed towards the barefoot old man.

The tenth type of the ten types of bloody battles, reigning in the world.

Bang!

The iron rod was directly slashed by the snow crushing knife, and the knife was endless, cutting horizontally, erasing his neck in the frightened eyes of the barefoot old man.

The middle-aged man holding the sword was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, but unfortunately his feet just moved, and the world in front of him suddenly stopped.

No, how can I see my back. He shouted in his heart, and his head rolled to the ground.

Quiet.

Absolute stillness.

Inside and outside the ruined temple, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and the popping sound of the bonfire burning.

The man with a meaty face swallowed his saliva with difficulty, wanting to slip away immediately, but he was afraid of attracting the attention of others, so anxious that his head was full of beads of sweat.

His three brothers were also frightened, for fear that Shi Xiaole would find trouble with them.

From the middle-aged man holding the sword and the barefoot old man, two copper stones were found, and Shi Xiaole shook his head in disappointment.

No wonder, this group of people is so hot about their own copper stone, with the strength of these two people, they actually got two pieces, and it is estimated that everyone else is working in vain.

Even if someone gets it, they must have left quietly and secretly.

As for the cheats, Shi Xiaole hasn't touched them for a long time.

Most Jianghu people, although they will not destroy cheats at will, will not carry them with them, so as not to cheapen others.

It can only be said that his several encounters in the Cloud Triangle were very lucky.

Ignoring the others, Shi Xiaole sat back in his seat, closed his eyes and breathed. The people who shot just now were all killed by him, and those who only shouted, he didn't bother to kill.

Seeing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated like a star, not daring to look at Shi Xiaole again.

In the next few days, Shi Xiaole went out early and returned late, and found thirteen Xuanjing stones in a row. But he knew that this was basically the limit.

Even if there is, with his current point stone attainments, it is estimated that he will not be able to find it.

"Thirteen spars should be enough for me to break through. ”

Shi Xiaole's cultivation at this moment has reached the limit of absorbing qi, just like the water in a water cup, it will overflow with just a little external force.

So he decided to leave Yuanshi Township, find a quiet place, and break through in one fell swoop.

"Shaoxia, this ......"

Looking at the three copper stones in his hand, Peng Donglai was at a loss.

"That night, my husband was ready to save me, thank you. ”

With a smile, Shi Xiaole turned around and left, leaving only Peng Donglai's master and apprentice with an unforgettable back.

"What a strange person. ”

The big-eyed girl muttered, a little stunned.