Speaking of Xiahou Wushuang, just from his name, you can already know that this person is extraordinary. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the worldly world, the more majestic the name, the more challenges you will have to be faced because of the competition for fame and fortune.

He Xiahou Wushuang has not only been able to live until now, but also to live very well, which is enough to prove that his swordsmanship and martial arts are already the top figures in the world.

Looking at the ruined temple of Lanruo Temple, Xiahou Wushuang couldn't help but think of a day three years ago.

Dusk, withered vines, old trees, crows.

In the long pavilion next to the official road, Xiahou Wushuang met Yan Chixia, his lifelong enemy.

A swordsman meets a swordsman, a master meets a master, and many times, there is not much reason to make a sword.

However, he was defeated, and since then, Xiahou Wushuang has chased Yan Chixia for three years in a row, and he has also lost for three years in a row.

Tomorrow is his last chance, and his best chance. He can't be defeated again, never!

There was water in the pond, but it didn't look like it was covered with dust and filth along with the ruined temple.

Xiahou Wushuang has decided to bathe here, tomorrow is his big day, and it is also a big day for the sword in his hand.

Untied the sword, he had already entered the water, and suddenly, on the opposite side of several wild lotus flowers, there was a sound of "plopping" out of the water.

"What people!"

Before the words came out, Xiahou Wushuang had already flown up and struck with a palm.

The person was still in the air, but he had already seen a beautiful woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, with white skin and red lips, born like a hibiscus of clear water, emerging from the water.

The wet clothes and long hair added a bit of hazy to her, a little soft, a little touching.

Such a beauty is really the only one Xiahou Wushuang has seen in his life, and at a critical time, his move changed, and he had already passed the palm force and hit the side of the pond.

The splash of water that rushed to the sky, and the girl who seemed to be frightened and fled in a hurry.

"Girl, I have no ill will!"

How could a weak woman outrun a great master like Xiahou Wushuang, who had been famous in martial arts for many years?

The woman who fell in a hurry turned around and said helplessly: "You, are you the one sent by the eldest mother to arrest me, please, don't arrest me, I don't marry that old man!"

As she spoke, the woman's eyes were already hazy.

Seeing that the road was uneven, he drew his sword to help, at this time, Xiahou Wushuang suddenly felt that he had to make a contribution to the chivalry in the rivers and lakes.

"Girl, don't worry, I'm not a bad person, in Xia Xiahou Wushuang, but a swordsman who wanders the world and fights unevenly! As long as I am here, I will never let you be caught back!"

Xiahou Wushuang just finished speaking, but seeing that the woman had already pounced on him, he cried and said, "Really? Then will you leave me, I'm so afraid!"

At this moment, that Xiahou Wushuang was already affected by the gods, and he couldn't extricate himself, patted the other party's back, and couldn't help but pack the ticket and said: "Don't worry, I won't, I won't!"

But at this time, Xiahou Wushuang didn't notice at all, from the pond behind him, a fist-thick branch with a blood-red luster had stretched out, and slowly came behind him silently.

"Just hold me with your eyes closed for a while, okay?"

The woman's words were so hard for Xiahou Wushuang to refuse, he closed his eyes, he was immersed in the beauty and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't notice at all, the woman's face had shown a trace of ruthlessness.

The next moment, when the branch came to his back, countless blood-red threads like vines flew away, instantly filling Xiahou Wushuang's back.

"Ahh

A painful scream came out of Xiahou Wushuang's mouth, donating blood, and was constantly pulled away from Xiahou Wushuang's body along those silk threads.

"Ahh ”

There was a loud roar, but he saw a flying sword fly out of Yan Chixia's room and head towards the branch.

And at this moment, the original woman in white had already volleyed away, flying into the distance.

As for Chen Bailu, through the breath in the Rakshasa ghost bones, after actually fighting the aversion technique, he finally sensed the location of the opponent's body at the moment when the opponent made a move.

"It turned out to be a dryad hidden underground, although it was also a cultivator of the fourth-layer Qi Refining God Cultivation Realm, it should have been so badly injured that the body could not move. It seems that this pond is his hunting range!

But let's let Yan Chixia explore his details first, so that I can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

At this time, although Yan Chixia's flying sword came quickly, the speed at which the branches retreated was even faster.

A sword missed, and after Yan Chixia himself rushed out, all he was left with was a dried corpse that had been drained of essence and blood.

"Don't you come out, I'll help you!"

Chen Bailu in the room struck out a faint demonic aura at this time, and suddenly a white bone aura shot out.

The next moment, a burst of water cannons suddenly exploded in the pond.

"Ahh

A towering giant tree with seven or eight people hugging each other and more than seven or eight feet tall suddenly rose from the pond. The branches and vines swayed wildly, whipping in all directions, and each stroke contained a force no less than more than a hundred catties.

"What a demon, the prototype has finally been revealed!

Prajnaparamita. ”

As Yan Chixia's long sword crossed above his middle finger, Yan Chixia wrote a string of Sanskrit words on the sword with fingertip blood, and the next moment, the long sword between them was shining brightly, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound singing.

"Go!"

The Dryad is a relatively common demon, with amazing strength and abundant demonic power, but their large size and slow movement are often easy targets for a wide range of spells.

Even better, this dryad is clearly in a very bad state!

Yan Chixia's sword has always been blessed with essence blood, but it has barely reached the power of an ordinary flying sword of the third layer of qi refining.

However, this sword pierced through the defensive nets woven by several dryad branches and vines in a row, and pierced the dryad's body in half.

"Ah, the essence blood that Grandma Ben has accumulated with great difficulty, I want to kill you!"

Injured by the opponent's sword, the dryad was obviously crazy, and a green demonic aura permeated out. Those branches and vines suddenly became as solid as iron, fast as lightning, like a whirlwind sweeping in the direction of Yan Chixia.

But Yan Chixia is obviously good at kung fu in the world, tossing and turning, for a while, the tree demon can't take the other party. Instead, the main body was attacked by the opponent's flying sword again and again.

And at this moment, Ning Caichen, who was in the room next to Yan Chixia, finally mustered up the courage to open the door to see what was going on outside.

It's just that the moment he opened the door, he attracted the attention of the dryad, and suddenly saw a branch with the size of a bowl smashing towards him.

"Save ...... Life...... Ahh