The crisp cracking sound of bones came into his ears, and then there was a heart-wrenching pain, Xiao Qinghou had never had such an experience, and no one had ever caused him such a big injury.

The blue dragon overhead, like a bird that has lost its nest, hovers blankly.

Xiao Qinghou once wanted to control the dragon to attack Xiao Chuan, but he was never able to stabilize his mind, and the mana in his body was just about to condense, and was shaken apart by the fist on his body.

Aggrieved, unspeakable aggrieved. I obviously have a lot of means, but I don't have the opportunity to use them. There was even a defensive spirit weapon in the storage bag that was not low grade and powerful, but the fists that hammered on all parts of the body from all directions did not stop for a moment, and he didn't even give himself a chance to take a breath, Xiao Qinghou felt an ominous feeling in his heart, and if he continued like this, he would be beaten to death.

After today's game, he will be talked about as a joke by those secular people in the streets and alleys, and Xiao Qinghou, who almost became the town guard, was beaten to death by a violent fist......

Compared with Xiao Qinghou's grievances, Xiaochuan also has his own grievances.

A teenager will have his own dreams, and they have all been full of enthusiasm, eager to make achievements, eager for flowers, and eager to be admired......

Xiaochuan is also such a young man, he also longs for the day when he will stand up in the limelight with the image of a hero, turn the tide of the tide, help the building to fall, win the amazement of everyone, and win the admiration of beautiful girls......

Ever since he came into contact with the cultivators, Xiao Chuan has always been in a weak position, always carefully hiding himself, and many times he has been on the lookout, gradually becoming cautious, for fear that he will fall into the abyss of no return.

That heroic complex was gradually hidden in the depths of my heart.

Seeing that his huge wealth was not guaranteed today, it stimulated Xiaochuan's enthusiasm for a while, and he wanted to make a bold statement, but he was preempted by Xiao Qinghou, as if he was slapped in the face, and his anger can be imagined.

The mind of Yang Min, the Marquis of Jingxiang, had become blank, and Xiao Qinghou, who had high hopes for him, was as fragile as a newborn baby in front of Xiaochuan, and he had almost no power to fight back.

The strange thing is that Xiao Qinghou's fist that can't be dodged is not fast at all in the eyes of people outside the court, nor is it fast enough, and even anyone can see the trajectory of each punch as long as they pay a little attention. And Xiao Qinghou, who has been shining in the past few days, is like a fool, watching Xiao Chuan punch and punch him, and he can't hide......

The plans of his own racking brains have become worthless. A seemingly inconspicuous noble child has such an amazing ability. If it weren't for the full certainty of Xiao Qinghou's relationship with himself, Yang Min would even have to wonder if Xiao Qinghou was in the same league as Xiaochuan......

Shouldn't it be like this! Shouldn't there be a splendid spell confrontation between cultivators, or a strange magic weapon flying all over the sky, which is breathtaking......

When did it start, cultivators also fought hand-to-hand like secular warriors, and even waved their fists like scoundrels in the market, and greeted their opponents frantically without any rules.

If Xiao Chuan is allowed to continue to fight like this, in the end, even if Xiao Chuan stops, Xiao Qinghou will lose the strength to fight back, Xiao Qinghou knows this very well, thinking of the huge benefits that will be obtained after winning, let go of the last trace of hesitation in his heart.

A black gas flashed on Xiao Qinghou's face, and there was a slight sound in his body like a chicken breaking its shell. A flush immediately appeared on his face, like the return of a dying person.

Xiao Chuan instantly saw that something was wrong, and a faint warning sign rose in his heart. At this time, in the book, the world has been facing a crisis for a long time, and the rapid response of the body has played a role, and the mind has moved, and the body has disappeared like a ghost, and appeared more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

There seemed to be a sleeping beast in his body that suddenly woke up, Xiao Qinghou, who had no power to fight back, his breath was rising, his bones were clicking, his face was red like blood, and he opened his mouth to spew out a blood sword, a real blood sword.

About a foot, dark red, extremely solid, like carved red jade, exuding a cold aura all around, with bloodthirsty desire and excitement, aimed at Xiaochuan not far away.

"This sword...... It's weird, it feels like it's alive...... Yes, that's it, this sword is alive......" Ogawa finally figured out where the sense of crisis in his heart came from.

Originally, Xiao Qinghou had been using Taoist exercises, but as soon as this blood sword came out, the scene immediately changed greatly, and the original pure qi immediately became treacherous and abnormal, and bursts of cold aura emanated from Xiao Qinghou's body.

"Something is wrong with Xiao Qinghou...... At this time, the cultivation is more than one realm higher...... And it also gave me a feeling of familiarity and fear at the same time...... Demon Cultivator?" Xiao Chuan bit his lip lightly, his face was vigilant, and the whole person was like a tense string, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Go die!" Xiao Qinghou, who had already had murderous intentions towards Xiao Chuan, was even more hateful at this time. The secret method used by oneself has great drawbacks, not only will it cause great damage to the body, but it will also affect future cultivation, and it is only at the cost of cutting off the advanced level, and it may also lead to the fall of the realm.

In other words, even if he defeats Xiao Chuan, his body will be counterattacked, and from then on, his cultivation will stop, and there is no possibility of breaking through. It is completely a means of killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred self-damage.

However, since such a means had been used, Xiao Qinghou did not hesitate in his heart, and with the determination to die with Xiao Chuan, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the blood sword.

The strange blade of the blood sword twisted like a nimble fish, and it rushed forward, and the blood flashed, and its trace was lost in the air.

"It's not good...... Xiao Chuan's thoughts moved, and the person's entire body has shifted dozens of feet.

The blood sword appeared less than three feet above Xiao Chuan's head at the same time.

Xiao Chuan's heart was cold, and his body disappeared again, appearing in another direction.

Something that made Xiao Chuan even more frightened appeared, and the blood sword appeared in the same place again, less than two feet above Xiao Chuan's head at this time.

Xiao Chuan's body shook again and again, and he changed dozens of directions in an instant, but this blood sword couldn't be shaken off like a shadow, firmly locking Xiao Chuan's breath.

To outsiders, it was as if Xiao Chuan was running around with a blood sword.

Of course, no one outside the arena could see Ogawa's movements clearly, even those with higher cultivation levels couldn't see Ogawa's movements clearly.

As for the people watching from the sidelines, ordinary people have long been unable to see Xiaochuan's figure.

His Majesty the Holy Emperor's smile was still the same, but there was a solemn look in his eyes......