I have a passive skill.

Xu Xiaoshou in the arena blew on his fist, hehe said: "Your name is 'Saha Fighting Fist', this young master...is called 'Invincible Kidney Fist', don't be surprised."

In fact, it should be said that Xu Xiaoshou was surprised.

How powerful his punch is, I know it myself.

However, the unceremonious blow from the body of the master, even in the case of a sneak attack, only made Luo Yin retreat a few steps.

If it were someone else, wouldn't they be torn apart and die at this moment?

"Holy Body, is it really that strong?"

Xu Xiaoshou was a little afraid to confront him hard.

This guy is simply unrealistically strong.

……

"what happened?"

Unlike Xu Xiaoshou's enlightenment, most of the audience were confused.

It was obviously a head-on punch, but Xu Shao was fine, but Luo Yin was kicked back from the direction of his punch.

It looked like Luo Yin was hitting an air bubble.

And the real young master Xu had already been lurking, sneaking up on the other side's back.

"Teleport?"

Luo Yin on the court was not amazed at Xu Shao's strength, but only at the opponent's changing footwork at critical moments.

At that moment, although there is no space fluctuation at all.

But the opponent did not teleport directly, but reappeared after disappearing.

In other words, Xu Shao's temporary change of tactics is not just one style at all.

The disappearing spatial fluctuation was completely covered up by his previous unknown skill.

But if it is really teleportation...

Then this guy is a bit too scary, right?

"Guess slowly!"

Xu Xiaoshou said happily, and took out Zangku from the ring on his chest.

To tell the truth, physical power is not his strongest combat power.

But at this moment, the name Jianyan Mang, the fierce sword can not be used for four swords, after all, it may reveal his identity.

Then if you want to use swordsmanship, you only have to hide bitterness.

"Baby~ Long time no see!"

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and stroked the Tibetan bitterness that he hadn't used for a long time, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Under the nourishment of the sword-watching technique, this black sword has been promoted to the rank of seventh-rank spiritual swords, and is the same as himself, at the peak of innateness.

And a seventh-grade spiritual sword, even though it has an independent name, has a wonderful personality.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is completely unrecognizable.

It is to find Tiansang Linggong. I believe that there are still many people in the Linggong who have spirit swords similar to this appearance.

"Om-"

As soon as Zangku came out, he jumped excitedly, and all kinds of swordsmen and swords trembled softly at the same time.

Xiao Wanfeng held the dangling wooden sword on his back with his backhand, his expression jumped up.

Although he failed to save Young Master Xu just now...

But thinking about it now, I was also impulsive.

Xu Shao is the real swordsman!

At that time, when the excitement came up, he was a mere mortal, and he was worried about Jianzong's arrival. Now that he thinks about it, it's ridiculous!

"sword?"

It turns out that human emotions do not communicate with each other.

When Xu Shao raised his sword, everyone was puzzled again.

"So, my father Xu is actually not only a sacred body, not only an explosive attribute, but also a sword cultivator in essence?"

The audience was a little unbelievable.

But when I saw the picture of the sabers moving for it, I couldn't believe it.

"Young Master Xu, I estimate that the artistic conception of the way of swordsmanship may not be low."

"Yes, after all, as a servant, he can awaken the innate sword intent, no matter how bad he is..."

"Fuck! He won't be a sword sect, right?"

Everyone suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the scene of thousands of swords firing together, and Luo Yin was also aware of this.

"Sword Sect?"

He was stunned, and then immediately rushed forward.

What about Jianzong?

As long as it is close combat, even if it is a sword, it can't resist the holy body!

Unexpectedly, Luo Yin rushed forward, but Xu Shao in front disappeared immediately.

"Teleportation again?"

Luo Yin's footsteps stopped suddenly, but in his spiritual thoughts, he saw Xu Shao who seemed to appear at the very rear of him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

This guy seemed to charge too hard, returning to the figure that appeared in everyone's eyes, walked slowly for three full steps on the slightly ragged ground, and then slowly retracted the sword into its sheath.

He seems to be still immersed in his own artistic conception...

There is still time to raise your hand and fiddle with the scattered hair on the forehead...

Then he said in a low voice:

"West wind, withered snow."

despair.

The blade was fully sheathed, and the guard bumped against the mouth of the scabbard, making a soft sound.

Xu Shao's Lingyuan suddenly stirred up around him, and his spirit yuan was finally used, but it was actually used to blow the wind!

The purpose is to create a feeling that there is a wind blowing at this moment, the clothes are slightly moving, the sword is graceful, and the temperament is dusty...

"???"

The audience and Luo Yin were also dumbfounded.

This unreasonable sword is too coquettish!

"Keng--"

While everyone was still puzzled, a bright white sword light, in the shape of a circle, suddenly bloomed from Luo Yin's neck.

After a flash in the pan, the sword energy disappeared into the air.

"Cough cough cough..."

Luo Yin suddenly covered his neck and coughed violently.

Not teleportation!

He was terrified, that guy, in a single strike, with his super high speed, wiped his neck fiercely!

If it wasn't for the holy body, wouldn't he be beheaded on the spot at this moment without knowing it?

"hiss--"

The audience seemed to see how terrifying this sword was.

The circle of white sword light blooming from Luo Yin's neck is a sharp weapon that cuts everything, and even the master is probably going to hit the road directly if he is unprepared.

"What a terrifying sword!"

Xiao Wanfeng was also dumbfounded.

This extremely gorgeous sword cast aside any flashy splendor of Lingjian Xiu, and turned into the peak cutting power at an extremely fast speed.

simply……

"It's simply a simplified version of 'Tao Dao'!" Xiao Wanfeng shouted in his heart.

He believes that only by practicing this style, Young Master Xu will definitely be able to master the "Through Dao" that is indestructible among the three thousand swordsmanship.

"The west wind withers the snow?"

On the other hand, Luo Yin finally treated this simple and unremarkable seventh-grade spirit sword seriously.

He hadn't been able to react to the extreme speed of this sword at all.

And just now, he was completely unable to feel even the slightest bit of spiritual energy from the extreme cutting force.

That means...

"You are Gu Jianxiu!"

Only Gu Jianxiu can make ordinary spiritual masters completely ignore those moves that only follow the way of the sword under the stereotype of "tracking the enemy by capturing the spirit energy".

"Can't it be broken?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back, a little surprised.

He had already prepared a calm ending posture, so he didn't know that this was embarrassing.

The sword that was thought to be the strongest attack could not break through the defense of the Eucharist...

This!

"Hey guy, do it again..."

Without the slightest hesitation, "Perception" wanted to be on guard when he saw Luo Yin, Xu Xiaoshou took a step forward, swiped his foot, and disappeared again.

"Again?"

This time, not only Luo Yin was prepared, but the audience was also waiting and watching.

"where?"

"Afterimage..."

"Yes, look at the afterimage! It's so fast, he really didn't change his move, look at the direction in which the afterimage left, it's the same sword just now."

"Is Young Master Xu stupid? He wants to change his sword, the seventh-grade spiritual sword, how can it break through the defense of the holy body?"

"Appeared--"

Everyone be cautious.

But everyone, still can only catch the afterimage of that swiftness.

Even Luo Yin is no exception.

He had clearly drawn his attention to the highest point, keeping a serious eye on all the changes around him, but he still lost his perception of Xu Shao after a moment of discomfort in his neck.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

Another slow footstep sounded.

Another slow three-step retraction of the sword.

After sheathing the sword again, the coquettish "west wind fades the snow"...

Luo Yin was angry.

Motivated by his spirit yuan, he had already protected his neck, and he was not afraid of Xu Shao's seventh-grade spirit sword at this moment.

The opponent's attack doesn't work, and the reason why he still insists on using this pose is that he is humiliating people!

"You want to piss me off?"