God of martial arts

　　Zhao Xuan smiled, got up and sat between the two women, holding them in his arms from left to right.

　　Jin'er has just turned 16 years old, and in the modern age where Zhao Xuan lives, she can only be regarded as a young girl of cardamom age.

　　However, in this world, she has already become Zhao Xuan's wife, or a housemate. .

Chapter 15 Yan Chixia, Xiahou Swordsman 【Second Update】

　　The two women quietly lay on Zhao Xuan's chest, enjoying the moment of tranquility.

　　But at this moment, the noise from outside the car broke the good atmosphere inside the car.

　　Jin'er was lively and active, and opened the curtain curiously after hearing the sound.

　　But there is a gazebo not far from the car.And in front of the gazebo, a swordsman dressed up was chasing four or five people who were running for their lives in a panic.

　　The swordsman's martial arts were superb, and he chased the fleeing people in one fell swoop.

　　Only two swishing sounds were heard, the swordsman raised his sword and dropped it, and the few people who were running for their lives in a panic were killed by the sword.

　　The swordsman picked up a package containing silver taels on the ground, snorted coldly and said, "My uncle dares to steal money, I think you are getting impatient!"

　　Jin'er let out a shriek and put down the curtain in a panic.

　　"Master, there was a murder outside, it's so scary~"

　　Zhao Xuan patted Jin'er lightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Jin'er, with your husband around, no one can hurt you."

　　As he spoke, he walked out of the carriage slowly and looked in the direction of the swordsman.

　　After just one glance, Zhao Xuan thought suspiciously in his heart, looking at the swordsman's attire, he looked a bit like the Xiahou swordsman in the original plot.

　　But he saw that the swordsman had a square face, broad ears, a stout figure, and was holding a nine-foot broadsword in his hand.

　　After he killed a man, there was no emotion on his face, he sat in the gazebo calmly, took out a few steamed buns with white flour from his bag, and ate them.

　　Seeing Zhao Xuan, who was dressed in gorgeous and luxurious clothes, walking towards him, the movements of swordsman Xiahou paused slightly.

　　Immediately, he took out two steamed buns from the bag, gestured and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled and shook his head.

　　That Xiahou swordsman didn't take it seriously, just sneered and said: "I knew that a rich man like you wouldn't eat this kind of coarse grain."

　　Zhao Xuan shook his head, looked at Xiahou swordsman quietly, and said something without beginning or end for a long time.

　　"You are not his opponent!"

　　The Xiahou swordsman stood up suddenly, fixed his eyes on Zhao Xuan, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you, and why do you know about me?"

　　Zhao Xuan chuckled and said, "Not only do I know that you are going to compete with Yan Chixia, but I also know that you have been chasing him for seven years."

　　Xiahou swordsman's face became even colder, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, pointing directly at Zhao Xuan.

　　"Boy, I don't know who you are and what you want to pay attention to, but I warn you, you are looking for the wrong person if you find me."

　　"You don't have to point your sword at me. The last thing I want to tell you is that you don't deserve to use a sword either!"

　　What, I'm not worthy of a sword? !

　　To a swordsman, this is no less than the most vicious insult in the world.

　　Swordsman Xiahou's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he jumped up without even thinking about it, and slashed at Zhao Xuan with his sword.

　　To be honest, in the original plot, although the Xiahou swordsman killed people like hemp, he was very principled.

　　When he met Ning Caichen, he was killing people, but he only killed the person who stole his money, and did nothing to the scholar Ning Caichenqiu.

　　During the martial arts contest with Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen was yelling beside him. Although he was angry in his heart, he still suppressed his anger and did not do anything to Ning Caichen.

　　From this point, it can be seen that this person is not a treacherous person, and still has his own bottom line.

　　The sword light was sharp, and it slashed towards Zhao Xuan's neck.

　　However, when Xiahou swordsman saw that the opponent didn't dodge or dodge, regret suddenly appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly retreated the tip of the sword by three points. He didn't mean to hurt Zhao Xuan, he was only going to scare Zhao Xuan.

　　but……

　　What surprised him was that when his sword slashed a few centimeters in front of Zhao Xuan's forehead, he stopped suddenly.

　　Swordsman Xiahou was startled, and hurriedly increased his strength, trying to regain control of his sword.

　　But after working hard for a long time, the sword was still frozen in mid-air, no matter how hard he tried, it would not budge.

　　"What demon technique did you use!?" Swordsman Xiahou was terrified and couldn't help shouting.

　　Zhao Xuan lightly smiled, pointing forward a little.

　　With a sound of 'clang', the sword suddenly broke free from Xiahou swordsman's palm, and danced happily up and down around Zhao Xuan.

　　Swordsman Xiahou stared at the scene in disbelief, staring at the scene in front of him. It took a long time before he tremblingly shouted: "You are a monster!"

　　"Hey, my husband is not a monster, you are a monster!"

　　At this time, Jin'er helped Nie Xiaoqian get off the carriage, just in time to hear what Xiahou swordsman said, and couldn't help but curse.

　　Zhao Xuan took a step forward and said slowly: "Swordsmen can be divided into three realms, the realm of sharp swords, the realm of heavy swords, and the realm of no swords. But no matter which realm you are in, you should love the way of swords, and this is how you become a swordsman."

　　Speaking of this, Zhao Xuan's face darkened, he paused and said: "But you just use the sword as a tool for you to become the number one master in the world. You don't have a sword in your hand, and you don't even have a sword in your heart. You are not worthy of using a sword!"

　　Before the words fell, everyone heard the mournful cries of swords flying up and down around Zhao Xuan's head.

　　Then, with a bang, it exploded into two halves by itself and fell to the ground.

　　The last bit of brilliance was emitted from the fragments of the sword, and it sank down, reduced to a pile of scrap iron.

　　Seeing this, Zhao Xuan lowered his body, caressed the fragments of the sword, sighed and said: "It's a pity to lose a good sword, but follow a master who doesn't know how to use swords."

　　Xiahou swordsman's face turned green and pale after being told.

　　But what he can't accept most is failure, so after losing to Yan Chixia, he chased Yan Chixia for seven years in a row, just to win the opponent.

　　"I don't understand swords, so there's no need for you to talk too much!" Xiahou swordsman roared, and chose to attack Zhao Xuan with his bare hands.

　　However, he had a sword in his hand, so he couldn't do any harm to Zhao Xuan, let alone with bare hands.

　　In an instant, Xiahou swordsman flew upside down, with bright red blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

　　The Xiahou swordsman who fell to the ground was depressed and couldn't help but shouted to the sky.

　　Since his debut, he has lost many factions in a row, and his momentum has been the same for a while, and he is expected to stabilize the throne of the world's number one master.

　　But who knows, in the end he was defeated by Yan Chixia, the God of Seven Provinces.

　　Since then, Xiahou swordsman practiced his sword skills hard in order to defeat Yan Chixia.

　　Facing Yan Chixia, although he knew in his heart that there was a gap in strength between himself and the opponent, it was not so bad that it could not be made up.

　　But the young man in front of him...

　　It's like, let you hold a wooden stick, but fight with the gods high in the sky.

　　Until this moment, the Xiahou swordsman did not know what despair is, what is beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people! .

Chapter No.16 Heaven and Earth Promise, Heaven and Earth Borrowing Method 【Third Update】

　　Chapter 14 Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms vs Palm Thunder

　　However, just when Swordsman Xiahou was ashamed and completely desperate, the young man on the opposite side gave him hope again.

　　"However, although you are not worthy of using a sword, I can teach you a set of palm techniques and help you~ beat Yan Chixia once."

　　Xiahou swordsman was like a drowning man, grabbing the last straw, and couldn't help but ask expectantly: "-Really?"

　　Zhao Xuan didn't answer, just smiled lightly and pointed at Xia Hou_Swordsman.

　　Suddenly, a white light from his fingertips entered Xiahou swordsman's forehead.

　　At the same time, a peerless magic skill called Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was also engraved in Xiahou swordsman's mind.

　　Swordsman Xiahou felt the peerless magical skill in his mind, his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help practicing according to the moves in the cheat book.

　　In just a short while, he slanted out the first move, Kang Long regretted it!

　　Hearing a bang, a ball of fiery red inner air escaped from the body, accurately hitting a big rock not far away, splashing a cloud of rocks and sparks!

　　"Haha, divine art, it really is a peerless divine art!"

　　Xiahou swordsman looked at the palms of his hands and couldn't help laughing out loud.

　　Immediately afterwards, he suddenly came to his senses, turned around respectfully, and wanted to thank Zhao Xuan.

　　"Thank you senior for passing on my magical skills, I..."

　　However, when Swordsman Xiahou turned around, he saw that Zhao Xuan and his party had already disappeared.

　　Everything is like a big dream!

　　However, the fragments of the broken sword on the ground told Xiahou swordsman that this was not a dream.

　　……

　　On the official road, a carriage slowly moved in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

　　However, Jin'er in the carriage pouted and complained to Zhao Xuan: "Master, that swordsman still calls you a monster, why are you still teaching him martial arts? I'm really mad at you."

　　Zhao Xuan laughed when he heard the words, pinched Jin'er's bulging face, and said with a smile: "I taught him martial arts, just to make a good show more exciting in the future!"

　　That's right, speaking of it, he did it on a whim.

　　The purpose is just to see what the result will be when Xiahou swordsman with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms confronts Yan Chixia.

　　Not long after, Lanruo Temple was in the distance.

　　It has been more than three years since the last time these people came.

　　At that time, the place was still eerie, and the birds and beasts disappeared.

　　But at this moment, he was a little more angry.

　　"Sir, do we really want to stay here for one night?"

　　Jin'er poked a small head out of Zhao Xuan's arms, and asked with a slightly nervous expression.

　　It can be seen that she still has lingering fears about what happened a year ago.

　　Nie Xiaoqian on the side touched her head with a smile, and said comfortingly, "Your husband is here, what are you afraid of?"

　　As she said that, she turned her head to stare at Zhao Xuan affectionately, and couldn't help touching her chest, where there was a jade pendant that she cherished as life.

　　Lanruo Temple is of great significance to her, and it is the place where she and Zhao Xuan made love.

　　The three of them walked into Lanruo Temple slowly, but as soon as they arrived at the main hall, they heard a masculine and rough male voice from the roof of the main hall.

　　"I advise you guys not to stay here, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

　　Zhao Xuan and the others looked at the roof, only to see this middle-aged man with a beard sitting on it.

　　This person's eyes are like lightning, his body is thick and strong, and he is carrying a long sword behind his back. One can tell at a glance that he is a martial artist with high martial arts skills.

　　Jin'er rolled his eyes at this man, and snorted arrogantly: "Cut, if you can come, why can't we come?"

　　The bearded man is none other than Yan Chixia, the former seven provinces catcher, and now the Taoist priest who slays demons and subdues demons.

　　Yan Chixia snorted softly, showing dissatisfaction on her face, and said, "Don't listen to the advice, don't come to me when something happens at night!"

　　The big demon in Lanruo Temple has been eradicated by Zhao Xuan, but because of the dark atmosphere here, it still attracts many wandering ghosts.

　　Ordinary people want to sleep here. Although there is no danger to their lives, they will often encounter evil things, which will damage the body's energy.

　　Yan Chixia's face was cold and her heart was hot. Although her tone was rather unkind, she was actually doing it for the good of Zhao Xuan and the others.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled, did not speak, and took Nie Xiaoqian and his daughter to find a fairly clean room to live in.

　　Such a stay is half a month.

　　That night, the three of them heard fierce fighting sounds suddenly resounding from the hall in the distance.

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　　The corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth curled up, thinking, is it finally here?

　　He held the hands of Jin'er and Nie Xiaoqian, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go to a good show."

　　The three of them came to the main hall and saw their neighbor who had lived in Lanruo Temple for half a month, fighting with the Xiahou swordsman they had seen on the official road earlier.