If Xuankong loses, Uncle Xiahou is a person who pays attention to credibility, then he will definitely not leave Xuankong alive. If Xiahou loses, he just promises to ignore it, and it seems that he is very confident in himself.

Xuankong looked at Xia Hou with a strange look, the ant-like strength that even Jin Dan had not cultivated, but he said what only invincible people in the Three Realms could say. He was too familiar with the flying sword he had refined, and if he met an ordinary cultivator, even if it was a half-immortal in the world who had cultivated into a golden pill, he would have the power to fight.

It's just himself, as well as Xiangyu and Jiangxue

Who is just an ordinary half-immortal?

They are all Taiyi immortals, and even above the heavenly court, they are orthodox immortals who are enough to take on the job. Xuankong thought about it in his heart, if it was Xiangyu and Jiangxue who made a move, he was really a little unsure.

It's not that I'm afraid that Jiangxue and Xiangyu won't be able to beat this Xiahou, but I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll swatt him to death like a fly.

It's hard to lift weights, but it's not so easy to pretend to lift weights.

He then laughed loudly: "Brother Xiahou, since you claim to be the number one swordsman in the world, then if I want to compete with you in the spell, even if I win, you will not be convinced, right?"

Xiahou got the fairy sword, and when he was arrogant, he shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of ability do you have, the uncle will rely on the sword in his hand next." But don't blame the uncle for not reminding you in advance, my sword is refined by the immortals in the sky, and the teacher has passed it on. What treasure do you have to fight with my sword?"

The origin of this flying sword is still introduced by Xiahou, and there is no one in the entire Three Realms who knows more about it than Xuankong, the person who refined it himself. He asked with some curiosity, "What's your master's name?"

Xiahou didn't care about wasting this time, and said with a smile: "My master is the richest man on the coast of Beihai, the old lady of the Wang family in Ninghai County, he has the Dao system of the heavenly immortals to create the immortal gate of Xingfu Temple! Don't look at the mana you also have mana on your body, and you are also a cultivator, but with the fairy sword handed down by my master in hand, how many rounds can you resist?"

When Xuankong was in Laoshan Wonderland, he had already told Xiangyu and Jiangxue about his wandering under the mountain, and the two girls and Princess Ao Ying almost laughed in their stomachs when they heard Xiahou's words.

was just glanced at by Xuankong, and this smile could only be reluctantly suffocated back into his stomach, and the three pretty faces were flushed with a faint flush.

Princess Ao Ying yawned and said, "Are you fighting or not, if you don't fight, I'll fall asleep." ”

Xuankong was a little relieved in his heart, at least the Laoshan Villa he founded on the coast of the North Sea had gradually been recognized. He looked at Xia Hou with a smile, and said these few words, the big deal is that when he arrives in Lanruo Temple, he will spend some time to save the life of this swordsman.

Xiangyu and Jiang Xue held hands, and they had already walked to the side of the shade to talk about their daughter's private words, which made Xiahou really embarrassed. This scene, in any case, was a little different from what he had imagined in his mind before.

He also thought that the best outcome was that the three men and women heard the prestige of their Uncle Xiahou, so they obediently handed over the captured Beihai Xiaolongnu, and he could also get the reward of the Beihai Dragon King without much effort.

By the way, if he can, Xia Hou has no thoughts in his heart about Xiangyu and Jiangxue, the two stunning beauties who appeared beside Xuankong inexplicably.

Even if it was the worst situation, it was just these four cultivators who seemed to have mana to join forces and fight against themselves. The Dragon King of the North Sea wrote in the bounty, and Princess Ao Ying is just the dragon god who has cultivated into Jindan.

After Xiahou obtained the Immortal Sword, he also fought a few times with the Jindan Stage Spirits in the Sea Clan, otherwise it would be impossible to take over the bounty task of the Dragon King of the North Sea.

It turned out that he thought that Princess Ao Ying was the one with the highest mana in Xuankong's group, no wonder he had always put on a fearless appearance.

Therefore, Xia Hou couldn't hear the laughter, and always felt a little frightened, as if something was out of his control. He cheered himself up, released the flying sword behind him, and said with a long roar: "You want to die, then the uncle is not easy to stop, look at the flying sword!"

The speed of this flying sword is not as fast as Xuankong's fist, seeing that Xiahou Imperial Envoy struck with a dim sword light, Xuankong still had time to frown and think: "This is really terrible, I can destroy this flying sword with a casual blow, well, if you want to keep him from suspicious, you really have to think of a way." ”

Xia Hou looked at the Xuankong who was still moving, and a wave of ignorant karma rushed straight to his heart, and sneered: "You person, aren't you already scared stupid? Uncle and an ant like you are really a bit invincible!"

With his sword, Xiahou, who slashed down from mid-air, was also a little ruthless, he had expected that if the thief who had captured the little dragon girl in the North Sea was so bagel, he should have done it a long time ago.

He remembered the hard work he had had had traveled all the way, and he felt a sense of soreness. Seeing that Xuankong's hands were still motionless, and seeing that the sword light was about to slash in front of him, Xia Hou gritted his teeth violently, and used the true yuan that he had cultivated during this period of time to pour it into the flying sword, and suddenly a red flame lit up.

It's just that Xiahou's mana is too low, and even a trace of dazzling fire originally contained in the flying sword has not been forced out, and this red flame trembled twice when the sword blade pierced the air, obviously just an ordinary mortal fire in the world.

Xuankong just didn't move at all, with the primeval dragon immortal robe on his body, it was also a mortal flame that was enough to cope with this temperature. But after all, he has other plans in his heart, although he doesn't care, but the work on face is to be done.

He waited until the sword light met him, and then he pulled out the Beihai Longyuan sword from his waist.

The Beihai Longyuan Sword is the treasured treasure of the Beihai Dragon Palace, and it is naturally not something that Xuankong can resist by refining a flying sword in batches like Xuankong. Xuankong was also afraid that the blades of the two swords would intersect, and one sword would cut off Xiahou's flying sword.

Therefore, he was cautious and cautious, cautious and cautious, suppressed ninety-nine percent of the strength of his body, and slapped the sword blade horizontally on Xiahou's flying sword with only a little bit of habitual surname.

That's it, Xuankong slashed with his hand, which also made Xiahou frown.

He never thought that Xuankong, a cultivator who didn't seem to know swordsmanship at all, would have such tremendous strength, and Xia Hou only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth and almost didn't throw the flying sword to the ground.

Xuankong also saw that it was not good from the change in Xiahou's face, he smiled and beckoned to Xiahou, and his figure suddenly pulled out the imperial envoy and flew towards the sky.

Xia Hou also patted his head at this time, how could he forget that what he had in his hand was a flying sword. He has been a mortal swordsman in the market for a long time, and he has not yet adapted to the fighting methods between gods and demons. (To be continued.) )