Chapter 158: What Do You Want
After speaking.
The white-clothed sword god flicked his hands continuously, and several sword qi surged out.
Brush Brush Brush!
Before he got close, Yi Xiaotian felt it, and the sharp aura was like a knife flying towards him.
The Soul Devouring Knife flipped over and resisted, and with the Divine Void Step, this powerful sword qi was stunned that there was no merit!
Come and don't be rude!
Yi Xiaotian swung more than a dozen knives in a row, and slashed out with one sword.
Most of the white-clothed sword gods didn't dodge, and a few sword qi broke through Yi Xiaotian's sword, and even many of them came towards Yi Xiaotian.
Yi Xiaotian knows very well that if it goes on like this, let alone killing the other party, whether he can make the other party hurt is still two words.
Only melee combat can inflict heavy damage on your opponent and kill them!
In an instant, a few moves have been matched.
Every time Yi Xiaotian fell behind, but Yi Xiaotian was getting closer and closer to the white-clothed sword god.
"Okay!" Yi Xiaotian was secretly happy, the opportunity had finally come, and Yi Xiaotian had finally caught a flaw in the white-clothed sword god.
Without sparing a hand, he slashed at them in one piece.
Click!
Just when Yi Xiaotian thought he was going to succeed, the Soul Devouring Knife actually broke!
This Soul Devouring Knife has been with Yi Xiaotian for a long time, and the quality is not bad, not to mention the notch after using it for so long, not even a scratch.
Such a treasure knife shattered when it was touched, which shows the power of the opponent's blade.
And the culprit turned out to be a mediocre, two-finger-wide sword.
"Hahaha...... A big man, he actually used such a delicate blade, and he laughed at me to death!" After Yi Xiaotian saw the culprit, he didn't regret the loss of the Soul Devouring Knife, because this sword was so delicate, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was used by a woman, "A big man, he actually used a woman's sword!"
"Really?" The white-clothed sword god didn't care at all, looking at Yi Xiaotian's eyes as if he was looking at a corpse, "Hey...... Ignorant and fearless when he dies!".
In the field, except for Yi Xiaotian, who didn't feel the slightest, Song Keli and the two of them also looked at Yi Xiaotian with the eyes of looking at the dead corpse after seeing this sword.
They knew that the next moment would be when Yi Xiaotian died.
Li Yong watched the battle in the field, especially after seeing the white-clothed sword god come out with a sword, he hesitated for a moment, and decided to say to Song Kechuan: "Brother Song, do you want to ...... Let's hold on to this opportunity to escape, it's hard to guarantee that the white-clothed sword god won't ......."
Song Ke frowned, obviously analyzing the relationship, to be honest, it was a great opportunity to escape now.
After thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "If you are sure that you can escape under the hands of the white-clothed sword god who has already taken out the sword, then run away, anyway, ask yourself if I have this ability!"
Hearing this, Li Yong was very depressed, he was not sure, and escaped from the hands of the white-clothed sword god who had taken out the sword.
In this regard, he hated Yi Xiaotian very much, and he wanted to see how Yi Xiaotian died at the hands of the white-clothed sword god.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when he saw it, he was immediately stunned on the spot, "This...... How is this possible, that is the white-clothed sword god, even their Li family is a headache character!
Unbelievable!
Looking at Song Ke, he also looked stunned, not much better than him.
As the white-clothed sword god of the party, he was even more surprised, how many strong enemies this thin willow sword had helped him kill.
But at this moment...... can't make a contribution, how can he accept this.
But he is also an old monster in the clutch period, although this doppelganger is only in the Jindan period, but the old monster's heart is still there.
Otherwise, how could it be so horizontal?
"Since one sword can't kill you, I'd like to see how many swords you can take from me?"
One sword into thousands!
It may be an exaggeration to say this, but at least twenty swords are still there.
For a while, the dense sword net shrouded Yi Xiaotian, and the body protection light shield, under the power of this sword, it was useless at all, like tofu, it was easily cut.
Yi Xiaotian could only transport the stone ghost phase to resist, but this stone ghost phase could only make his body turn into a stone ghost body, and his clothes could not protect it.
For a while, Yi Xiaotian didn't touch a single piece, and he was naked!
"Your sister! shameless ......"
"Your sister's! Lao Tzu finally knows that you will use a woman's weapon for Mao, it turns out that you are bent, and there is a problem with your sexual orientation......
Although he couldn't help the person in front of him, it was good to be able to take a breath, but after hearing Yi Xiaotian's words.
His face suddenly became gloomy, and he almost threw down the thin willow sword and ran away.
When he first got the fine willow sword, he wondered, but now he knows that this thin willow sword is a weapon used by women.
Even if it doesn't work in the future, if it spreads, what will others think of his white-clothed sword.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this thin willow sword became more and more undesirable.
"Nonsense! This seat has a normal sexual orientation, dare to insult the reputation of this seat, and accept your life!"
The white-clothed sword god was furious, his hands were folded, and the sword light turned into one, "Go!"
I'll wipe it, I won't say it so carelessly, the master is just talking nonsense, don't be so serious, it's easy to have no friends!
However, in the face of the angry blow of the white-clothed sword god, he did not dare to underestimate it.
However, he didn't have any good solution to this powerful move.
can only desperately urge the stone ghost phase!
Rumble......
The stone ghost was forced, Yi Xiaotian's face was pale, but he was still safe and sound.
Seeing that Yi Xiaotian was still standing, a trace of weakness rose in the white-clothed sword god's heart.
It's not that he hasn't seen anyone who can resist, but this is the first time he's seen something so resistant.
It's too long, and I don't let people live.
He really has no way at all, this is already his trick to press the bottom of the box, but he still can't kill the person in front of him.
Can a person really be so strong?
When did the Song family come out with such a little demon.
Since I can't kill you, I don't believe I can't kill your companions.
As soon as his mind moved, the sound of the thin willow sword swiped and divided Song Ke into two parts, but he may not be angry, and after a few brushes, Song Ke will become a meat dice.
may still be puzzled, and it is the sound of brushing, and Li Yong has also stepped into the footsteps of Song Ke.
"Huh......" the white-clothed sword god exhaled a long breath.
It's powerful!
The thin willow sword is still the thin willow sword, and I am still so strong.
immediately put on a look of being invincible in the world, and the master was lonely, "My arrival is still so sharp......."
Damn, it's so narcissistic, we're fighting to the death.
It's easy to die if you do this! Let the master teach you!
Yi Xiaotian knocked down the white-clothed sword god with one punch and rode up head-on.
"You...... You...... What is this for?"
His cultivation was scattered, and he wanted to shake Yi Xiaotian away, but where was it so easy?
The trick of pressing the bottom of the box was used before, but it only made Yi Xiaotian's face pale.
This simple struggle is over.
"Hehe......" Yi Xiaotian smiled: "What are you doing?" of course it's you......."
The white-clothed sword god looked confused, he was still thinking about Yi Xiaotian's words, and Yi Xiaotian's fist beckoned towards him.
The feeling of punching to the flesh is so refreshing, Yi Xiaotian can finally raise his eyebrows and exhale, before until he was pressed and beaten, now he can finally let out a bad breath.
The white-clothed sword god was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, fortunately, he had already killed Song Ke and the others, otherwise he would have died by others.
"Boy...... You need to know that you will be a person and leave a line, and you will see each other in the future......"
"I'll see you in the future when I go to Nima coins!" Yi Xiaotian smiled, he said this kind of thing if he couldn't beat it, why did he know why he went?
Yi Xiaotian was not soft at all, and every punch was accurately hit in the face of the white-clothed sword god.
"Boy, don't hit people in the face......"
Yi Xiaotian rolled his eyes, "Hmph! Lao Tzu is going to hit you in the face today, why don't you accept it?
"You ......"
The white-clothed sword god had pitifully turned into a white-clothed pig's head under Yi Xiaotian's devastation! If the people of the Twelve Heavenly Desolate Domains knew that the famous white-clothed sword god had been beaten like this, they would be shocked!
"Boy...... If you insist on going your own way, even if I don't want this body, I'll make you half-disabled!" the white-clothed sword god Xue Wuyi threatened viciously.
"If you have any means, I'll continue!" Yi Xiaotian responded domineeringly, but the movements in his hands did not stop.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as Yi Xiaotian vented, he felt that his hands were sore, but he was very excited.
"How is it? Do you want to forcibly accept Ying'er as a ghost pet and dream of your spring and autumn season...... And it actually made Ying'er like that......"
"Slave...... Slave...... Fragrant dry gods. "The poor white-clothed sword god was beaten, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
"What for...... Lao Tzu didn't look at you, I saved Ying'er before, Lao Tzu will definitely let you taste the feeling that life is worse than death!"
At the beginning, Yi Xiaotian was indeed very angry, but after hearing Mao Ying explain the cause and effect of this incident to him, his anger subsided a little.
After that, the white-clothed sword god almost beat Mao Ying to the ground, which was unforgivable, and this was the scene where the white-clothed sword god was beaten just now.
I didn't care about it when I was fighting just now, Yi Xiaotian's body was almost slippery, and when the breeze blew, it was really windy.
Hurriedly put on his clothes, looking at the white-clothed sword god with a sad face, Yi Xiaotian became angry.
The ghost made the god worse, and Yi Xiaotian slapped the round ass of the white-clothed sword god.
"Slave ......" The white-clothed sword god glared at Yi Xiaotian and shouted angrily: "Slave, what are you doing?"
"Forehead......" Yi Xiaotian was very embarrassed, this time it really wasn't his intention, and he didn't know why he would slap his ass inexplicably, "Look at your ass is so round, people can't help but reach out and slap it......."
The white-clothed sword god lowered his head and didn't say a word.
Looking at the posture of the white-clothed sword god, doesn't he look like a shy and timid little girl? He won't let me be responsible, is he?
If that were the case, his world would be dark from then on.
Thinking about it with a man, you and me, Yi Xiaotian had a chill.
"Don't pretend to be innocent!" Yi Xiaotian said to himself: "Tell me what should happen to us!"
Hear the words.
The white-clothed sword god immediately exploded, and shouted angrily, "You have already beaten me like this...... What more do you want?".
"Lose money!" Yi Xiaotian blurted out, "You beat people, do you want to leave like this?"
The white-clothed sword god didn't believe what he heard, and he muttered, "Money?".
"Hmph, don't lose money......" Yi Xiaotian waved his fist and said viciously: "Don't lose money, do you still want to try the power of my fist?"
"No, no, no......" The white-clothed sword god was really scared, it was better to kill him if he continued to fight like this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not that I won't compensate...... But I don't have any money, huh?"
"No money?"
Yi Xiaotian secretly said in his heart, can I say, am I just a slip of the tongue?
However, he was very willing, seeing the embarrassed appearance of the white-clothed sword god.
The white-clothed sword god was respectfully beside Yi Xiaotian, and his two fingers kept spinning.
He really has no money, where does he have these worldly money, even if he has it, it is also in the body, and he has something important to do this time.
The white-clothed sword god thought hard about countermeasures, how could he get the money? He thought of many methods, such as killing people and setting fires, but the problem was that the creditor was waiting on the sidelines, and he couldn't leave now!
"Do you want to give it or not?" Inadvertently, Yi Xiaotian saw the standing posture of the white-clothed sword god and the movements in his hands, and swallowed the words that were about to be spoken.
No...... I won't really be right.
"Are you a man or a woman?" asked Yi Xiaotian.
He felt that this question must be asked clearly, otherwise he would not feel at ease.
"I really don't have any money......"
The white-clothed sword god looked at Yi Xiaotian pitifully.
Yi Xiaotian held his forehead with his hand, he was really speechless, did I ask you this question?
Without waiting for Yi Xiaotian to speak, the white-clothed sword god reacted by himself, covered his chest with his hands and took a few steps back, looking at Yi Xiaotian in horror, "You...... What do you want to do?".
Sweating, I ...... What have I done? As for this? Heaven and earth, who have I met, and I can't do it if I don't want it?
Yi Xiaotian felt that he couldn't stay with the white-clothed sword god anymore, he was very worried, after a long time, he would not be bent.
"Okay, okay, don't pay for it, count me wrong! Goodbye!" Yi Xiaotian was really scared, so he quickly withdrew, "Oh...... No, no goodbye!".
Yi Xiaotian fled in the wilderness.
(To be continued!)