"Devil's Shield!"

Trembling and trembling...

A name, with great difficulty, came out of the mouths of the crowd. But the trembling does not mean that they are taboo about the name, but that something has confused people's minds and is incredible.

"He actually passed the treasure of the Xia family to this kid!"

"Impossible..."

The old Taoist who realized it afterwards couldn't help but exhale after thinking of the truth. But don't blame him for losing his color, because the expressions of most people in the audience at this time are not much different from him. It's no wonder that the green shirt Xia Xun wears carries too much responsibility, so much so that everyone doubts whether he can withstand this pressure.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The one on his body must be an imitation, and it is absolutely impossible for the ghost to give him that green shirt. The old man was very excited, and his confused thoughts were constantly struggling, trying to deny the fact before him.

"It's real, not fake. ”

“......”

The white-haired old Taoist in the center stroked his long beard and squinted his eyes and said carefully: "Only that green shirt can barely do it for an out-of-body cultivator to resist the blow of the Apocalypse powerhouse." Otherwise, there is no more possibility. So, it's the real thing, not the imitation. ”

"But..."The excited old Taoist still couldn't believe the facts, and pointed to Yueyang Tower with a trembling old finger, and said in a trembling voice: "But, isn't he just a pawn of the ghost plot?

I was so surprised that the preface did not match the afterword. A series of questions without any level of logic all show the horror of the speaker.

The white-haired old Taoist slowly turned his head, looked at the frightened Taoist, and said lightly: "Everything has a reason, doesn't tonight's cause mean that the ghost plot has made the overall situation successful or failing, and the rise and fall of the Xia clan is all pressed on him?"

"But he's just out of his body. "The Taoist still does not give up.

"So what?" asked the white-haired old man flatly.

"That means he's going to die easily!" said the Taoist.

"Hehe..."

The white-haired Taoist smiled heavily and looked at Yueyang Tower again: "That's why I have to dress him." ”

“......”

Wind, take a break.

It's cold, and still.

The blood mist dissipated, and the candle shadow flickered.

Yueyang City, overlooking from high in the sky, is a quiet warbler. Although there is a noise of gongs and drums in the streets of Sichengcheng, it is too high to hear the slightest echo. The lights of thousands of homes have also been hidden by the night, and many of the prosperity has been hidden, and non-cultivators cannot see everything.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of hot blood gushed out from Gu Fan's mouth. He was wounded, but no wounds were visible from him. Because, the cause of his injury was the broken yin and yang compass.

"Good means, I still underestimate you. ”

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Gu Fan stared fiercely at Xia Xun, who was standing indifferently not far in front of him. Perhaps he never thought that he would actually be injured in the hands of an out-of-body realm one day. This is undoubtedly a shame. Even if this out-of-body teenager was very unusual, even if it was likely to hurt him as a fragment comparable to a holy artifact, such a shame was something he couldn't underestimate.

"Yes. ”

Xia Xun responded lightly, without much emotion. As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and came to the broken Yin-Yang compass over there. Bend down the bar and gently pick up the compass... When the compass was opened by Xia Xun, a golden light that was not dazzling appeared brilliantly under the compass.

"A mountain of gold!"

“......”

The golden light was soft, but it once again set off a small surprise for the spectators outside Yueyang Tower. That's right, it is indeed a leaf of gold, which represents the first merchant in the Southern Regions, the family heirloom of the Jin family!

Before counting the breaths, in a moment, Xia Xun used it to break the Yin and Yang compass of Gu Fan in the "storm". It's just that Xia Xun is also a fluke. He hadn't imagined that this leaf would be so sharp that it could easily pierce through a holy weapon. He just wanted to rely on this leaf to block Gu Fan's blow, and then fight back again with all his strength to win this hard-fought game in one fell swoop. But things developed a little unexpectedly, so that he also saved a lot of unnecessary back-ups, and there was no need to fight back.

"It's not your strength that I'm underestimating. ”

The laughter was silent, eerie, and the corners of the mouth were bleeding. Although Gu Fan was angry, he didn't seem to care too much about the victory. looked at Xia Xun coldly, and between his scarlet eyebrows, there was a hint of enlightenment.

Xia Xun picked up the compass, straightened up again, and asked lightly, "What is that?"

"It's the people behind you. ”

Gu Fan casually looked at Peony and Mo Xian, and finally cast his eyes on the Yingshui River in the distance: "Jin Bu will give you a leaf of gold mountain, the ghost will pass on your Xia family's treasure, Zhisheng will allow you to marry, Bai Xiu will go to Beijing for you, Xia Yuan will go south for you, Li Changan will set up a banquet for you, and tonight..." ”

Gu Fan's words were very deep, but Xia Xun knew what he meant, but he didn't agree with Gu Fan's statement. After thinking for a moment, Xia Xun said calmly: "You think too much." Today's war is nothing more than a child's play to steal the limelight, and none of us can become anyone's stepping stones. If it weren't for the elders, how would we have the heart to climb onto this dance show, and I don't think you would have been, right?"

"Hehe..."

Laugh and finally speak.

Cold as a knife, like mockery, with a slight disdain for sarcasm. Gu Fan said: "You shouldn't ask me this question. ”

"Then who do you ask?" Xia Xun seemed puzzled.

"Ask yourself. ”

Gu Fan raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued sarcastically: "If you are just the grandson of a ghost, what virtue do you have, how can you let so many people gamble their entire lives for you? Even a snobbish businessman like Jin Buchang dares to support you?"

“......”

The deeper the words, the more profound the meaning, and no one answered here.

Gu Fan seems to know something, although his question is inexplicable, but it is not unreasonable. It's like a drop of ink in clear water, making everyone who can hear this inexplicably have more ambiguity and speculation.

Indeed it is.

Since Xia Xun came to Yueyang, whether it is yin or yang, it can be said that the entire Southern Regions has changed the pattern for him. Whether he admits it or not, many people are secretly escorting him silently, and even gambling on their entire net worth. Is this really just because he is the grandson of the ghost?

The cool breeze is blowing, and the sultry green silk is fluttering. Mo Xian clenched some of the green blades in his hands, and without a trace, he took two steps forward without a trace, blocking in front of Gu Fan. Gu Fan looked at Xia Xun, Xia Xun didn't move indifferently, Peony's hands were slightly raised, and Xia Hou supported his waist pole and barely stood up. The flames of war that have not been put down for a long time seem to be about to be ignited again in this stalemate...

"Sha..."

After being speechless for a long time, Gu Fan once again wiped away the blood that was not only spilling from the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "You shouldn't be surnamed Xia, right?"

“......”

A short sentence is like a sharp sword that suddenly unsheathed, instantly piercing all the doubts of speculation here, and hitting the listener's heart! Especially when it falls on the ears of some people who are not in the middle of the battle, it is even more turbulent...

"His surname is not Xia?"

On the top floor of Yueyang Tower, the scholar who had been silent for a long time couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Gu Fan's words. But before he could finish speaking, the bald man sitting next to him pressed one hand on his shoulder. stared at him with sharp eyes and said, "Observer, don't speak." ”

“......”

The scholar frowned, and although he was displeased, he didn't say anything. There was silence again...

Downstairs, seventy-seven floors.

"Are you kidding?"

"You can think so. ”

"But I don't think it's funny at all. Xia Xun's face didn't have too much emotion, and he always looked at Gu Fan indifferently.

Gu Fan slowly untied the iron cable tied to his chest, and the pitch-black steel struck out a deep sound, and Gu Fan said in a deep voice while untying the iron cable: "Is it a joke, I think you know better." We are all wise people, you have your way, I have what I want. Even if tonight is just a child's play between you and me, I still want to win. So, no matter who you are, how many people are standing behind you, you can't stand in my way tonight. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Fan untied all the iron ropes tied to his chest. Grabbing the iron cable port, he put the mahogany coffin behind him in front of him.

"You've already lost. Xia Xun said.

"I don't think so. Gu Fan said coldly.

"Tsk..."

Facing Gu Fan's gaze like a knife, Xia Xun did not retreat half a point. flipped over the broken compass in his hand and said, "Maybe you don't like this ending, but the outcome of you and me has indeed been decided." If you have to fight, I have to tell you in all seriousness that you will only lose even more. It's just child's play, so why should you take it seriously?"

“......”

Insolent...

The words were plain, but for an out-of-body cultivator to say such a thing to a Heavenly Apocalypse powerhouse, it was undoubtedly arrogant and boundless. For the person concerned, it is even more of a naked humiliation!

"Humph!"

"Bang dang dang!!"

No matter how much Gu Fan can endure it, in the face of such insulting words, it is unbearable. But seeing him snort, his palm shook and flicked, and in an instant, he forcibly broke several iron cables tied to the mahogany coffin and fell to the ground!

"Yes. ”

Without hesitation, the faint two words must be very.

The angry Gu Fan formed a strong contrast with the quiet Xia Xun, and after a while, Xia Xun habitually scraped the bridge of his nose with one hand, and continued lightly: "Victory and defeat are between moves, and winning and losing are at the same time, which is the best solution between us." I've said it many times that you really don't stand a chance tonight. You're strong, I know. You still have a backhand, and I know that. But since we're here, we'll be prepared to be strong enough to stabilize your backhand. So, Zang Feng retreating is your best choice now, otherwise..."

"Shut up!"

"Poof!"

Angry, completely angry.

Before Xia Xun finished speaking, Gu Fan couldn't stand his face that knew everything well. With a loud shout, he slapped his hands, and the heavy mahogany coffin was suddenly slapped to the ground by him!

Meanwhile!

"Poof!"

A sword roar broke through the wind, and Mo Xian made a move!

The three-foot Qingfeng was as fast as lightning, and his feet fell to the ground silently and the afterimage jumped, pointing at the three inches of the ancient Sanskrit!

"Your opponent is me..."

"Step!"

"Clank!"