When the male sword cultivator and Han Xiao made a move, the other nine people watched coldly, and the spirit snakes in the distance were also watching the battle with a letter, they were expecting someone to be defeated and die quickly, so that they could rush up and eat it.

Although the opponent's sword technique was masterful, Han Xiao had a sword in his hand, and even sealed and blocked it, and the magic weapon flying sword couldn't even touch him.

Han Xiao's eyes flashed, and instead of looking at the sword cultivator, he went to look at the man next to the sword cultivator who was working with him.

Judging by its momentum and physical signs, this should be the genius among the geniuses of the Spirit Sword Sect who has been in retreat for a long time-Zhao Tianxing.

With just one glance, Han Xiao's gaze shifted to the tall giant bird beside him, this bird was a spirit bird named Phoenix Bird. If it is said that among the ten monks, Zhao Tianxing is the strongest, then, in fact, this phoenix bird is actually stronger than Zhao Tianxing, because it already has a demon pill, exuding a powerful momentum like a Jindan monk.

This kind of momentum, Han Xiao is very familiar with, it is the general momentum of a monk in the early stage of Jindan, that is to say, this spirit bird phoenix bird, that is, the first end of the demon pill.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, just with this spirit bird and phoenix bird, they can stabilize Han Xiao, otherwise, where would they be so arrogant and unsightly?

"If you can practice swordsmanship to this extent, you really have capital to be proud of. It was the man standing next to the phoenix bird who spoke.

No, to be precise, it should be the phoenix bird standing next to him respectfully - although it is tall, it is clear that the man is the master, and the phoenix bird is the slave.

The other party spoke in a very arrogant tone, obviously he didn't take Han Xiao in his eyes, and he didn't regard Han Xiao as an opponent who could be compared to him.

Han Xiao smiled slightly, and didn't answer Zhao Tianxing, but said to the male monk who had already started with him: "As fellow disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, you have called all the outstanding senior brothers and sisters rubbish, this is too much to see, right?"

Han Xiao's righteous hat was casually buckled on his head, and for Zhao Tianxing, a proud person, ignoring it was the best contempt for him.

Originally, he thought that there was no vain under his fame, but now it seems that Han Xiao felt as if he still looked up to him before......

Sure enough, when Zhao Tianxing heard Han Xiao say this, he frowned slightly, looking very displeased.

There are very few people who don't give him face...... Even if it is an opponent, there is no one who does not give him enough respect, this Han Xiao ...... What a damn thing......

"Hmph, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to use this kind of words to disgust people, people who can't even beat garbage like you, what is not garbage?"

"Hahaha......"

"Hehehe......"

"That's it, hehe......"

As soon as the sword cultivator's words fell, his companions laughed, but before the laughter fell, Zhao Tianxing suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Be careful......"

However, when he told him to be careful, the magic weapon flying sword of the sword cultivator who said that Han Xiao was garbage had already been turned around by Han Xiao with a long sword, and then he took it with his hand, wiped it, and in less than a second, a high-grade magic weapon flying sword had already been put into the space storage bag by him.

"Snort...... How dare you snatch my magic weapon, the flying sword?" The male sword cultivator was shocked, and then he felt that the mark he had left on the flying sword had been erased by Han Xiao.

From snatching the flying sword to wiping the mark, and then to pocketing, it took less than a second before and after, is this guy a professional thief?

"You can't even keep the flying sword, do you think you're a piece of trash?" Han Xiao smiled, Jian Xiu didn't have a flying sword, see how he attacked, put another one, and then collect it, see how many flying swords you have.

"Boy...... You...... It won't be long to be proud, take a look at our lineup, and if you know each other, quickly return the flying sword to me, and then kowtow and apologize, in this case, I will beg Senior Brother Tianxing to open the net for you and spare your life. ”

Han Xiao saw that he didn't put another flying sword to fight, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but laugh, "You, it's really not as good as garbage, you can only be a fox and a fake tiger, let me ask you, why are you not a woman, why do you accompany Zhao Tianxing, is it that you have no backbone without him......? Is it a man or not? ”

"You!" The male sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation building was gloomy by Han Xiao's words, and he couldn't find anything to fight back against him for a while, his throat was really uncomfortable, and he simply took out another flying sword from the space storage bag again, it seemed that he was planning to explain the problem by force.

As soon as the flying sword came out, Han Xiao smiled......

As usual, he spun around and grabbed it, and saw that the sword was about to fall into Han Xiao's hands again, but at this moment, Zhao Tianxing snorted coldly, and a flying sword rushed towards Han Xiao.

Han Xiao had long been on guard against a sneak attack, and under the dual action of the instinct of unaware and unconscious, coupled with his divine sense, even if Zhao Tianxing almost used the means of sneak attack to attack, he was dodged by Han Xiao's feet.

"Hmm?" Zhao Tianxing was very surprised, and the rest of the people were even more surprised than him. When did Zhao Da Tianjiao's flying sword be avoided so easily by a monk of the same level?

Although there was some surprise and could not prevent Han Xiao from getting the sword again, Zhao Tianxing's sword quickly circled back to greet Han Xiao.

However, then, Han Xiao let them see what is called absolute body and footwork, and his body turned into countless afterimages, so fast that the divine sense of a monk of the same level could not capture it.

This time, it was not a fluke to avoid the problem of one sword and two swords, it was purely relying on the body and footwork of martial arts to face Zhao Datianjiao's sword technique.

"This ...... How is that possible?" the sword cultivator who had been robbed of the two flying swords looked at Han Xiao in disbelief...... To be precise, he looked at Han Xiao's figure, because, whether it was by his eyes or his divine sense, he couldn't tell which was Han Xiao's true body and which was Han Xiao's afterimage in a short period of time......

"What...... Martial arts...... Actually...... Can you cultivate to this extent?" More people couldn't believe why Han Xiao's martial arts could be cultivated to such a point.

In them, no, it should be said that in the eyes of the vast majority of immortal cultivators, it is impossible for martial arts to be cultivated to such a powerful level as Han Xiao.

I had heard that Han Xiao's martial arts were very powerful, and he was just smiling at the time, but now, seeing it with his own eyes, he was "shocked" as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight - he had seen it with his own eyes, and it was unbelievable.

In the blink of an eye, the second flying sword that Han Xiao had in his hand was erased by him and put it in his pocket, and then he stood up and faced Zhao Tianxing's fierce and relentless flying sword.

"That brother, your sword is still good, but your sword skills are too far worse than your sword quality, and you are too rubbish, right?" When Han used the Ruoshui long sword to block Zhao Tianxing's attack, he still had time and time to tease that "trash".