In the past, his impression of Xu Xiaoshou was that of a weirdo with a strange mind and never being in tune.
But today, this guy refreshed his world view.
With his innate cultivation, how dare he pretend to be like this in front of the pinnacle throne?
Even with that sword to suppress him, Xin Gugu understood that it was his trump card.
It was Xu Xiao's absolute trump card that completely drained his body after receiving a blow.
With such a weak posture, he could still block himself and Ajie behind him...
This is no longer courage, this is a psychosis!
Totally insane!
But it is such a lunacy, these words, combined with the noise he caused before...
Even Xin Gugu couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart.
"Xu Xiaoshou, is it true that he can no longer strike with that sword?"
No one answered, Zhang Taiying was also silent.
One breath.
Two breaths.
"I already have the answer."
Xu Xiaoshou smiled sarcastically, raised his chin, and raised his slightly raised eyelids, as if he was pitying the most miserable person in the world.
He turned around and waved.
"Let's go!"
"Mama..." Ajie murmured, the red light in his eyes dimmed, and he paced to keep up.
Xin Gugu looked at Xu Xiaoshou's undefended back, and her heart was filled with overwhelming admiration.
He turned back and glanced at Zhang Taiying. His face was so dark that ink was dripping from it.
Take another look at the two thrones at the back.
The humiliation in that woman's eyes was about to overflow.
And that old man...
This is the only one in the field who can still maintain a normal state of mind!
"No!"
"Anyone who can still maintain this mentality at this time is probably already a psychopath!"
Xin Gugu curled his lips.
He wanted to suppress his laughter, but couldn't.
"Hahaha!"
Cool!
So cool!
It turns out that the truly satisfying battle is not about smashing the opponent into pulp with one punch.
But it's obvious that I can no longer take action, but you still don't dare to move.
This is not like a battle. You can truly disgust the opponent from body to heart, and even to the soul level!
Xin Gugu felt relieved as she looked at those expressions that looked as uncomfortable as constipation.
"Let's go~"
This was a master who was afraid of chaos in the world. After realizing that these guys in front of him did not dare to move, he was completely released.
He was vigorous and vigorous, flicking his sleeves and robe, and kept up with Xu Xiaoshou's pace.
"Niubi!"
"Xu Xiaoshou, I, Xin Gugu, won't accept anyone, even if that old lady Jiao Tangtang comes, I won't accept it."
"But today, I will obey you!"
He was happily passing on the music, and reached out to pat Xu Xiaoshou on the shoulder.
Xu Xiaoshou was on guard for a long time.
How could he, who had thoroughly calculated all his enemies, forget that there was someone beside him who might ruin his plan?
There was a loud sound, and Ajie suddenly turned around.
He reached out and caught Xin Gugu's falling palm.
That look seemed to say, "How can I, Mom, be photographed by just a ghost or beast body like you?"
Xin Gugu was stunned, and immediately realized that Xu Xiaoshou might really kneel down under his palm, so he immediately stopped his hand.
After walking a mile, there was still no movement behind me.
"No need to look anymore."
Xu Xiaoshou exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "They didn't even dare to take the first step. How could they have the courage to take another step despite their random thoughts?"
"Tsk tsk..."
Xin Gugu shook his head, he was completely conquered by Xu Xiaoshou.
This guy's brain circuit is simply a genius when used in combat!
"By the way, how did you execute that sword strike just now?"
"Also, was it really you who made the alchemy that blew up the one in the East Courtyard earlier?"
"By the way, that thing you mentioned at the end can really be used to strike with another sword?"
"..."
Xin Gugu could only feel that there were all kinds of doubts in her mind. If she didn't solve them, she really wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids twitched, and he really wanted to continue showing off at this moment.
But when the danger was over and he was completely relaxed, how could he regain his strength?
With a thud, he lay down directly.
Ajie had quick eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his hand and the princess picked him up.
"died?"
Xin Gugu was startled, and quickly checked his breathing, and found that this guy's breath was extremely stable, and it was impossible to die, that is...
Very weak!
"Fell asleep?"
He opened his eyes wide, feeling the surging vitality in Xu Xiaoren's body.
If this guy's eyelids weren't so heavy that he couldn't lift his eyes, he wouldn't have believed that this was the young man who seemed to have been hollowed out just now.
"Is this guy still a human being?"
"After that sword strike, he didn't feel any energy at all, he was just exhausted?"
"In other words, what he said in the end was true. As long as his consciousness is still clear, can he really kill another sword?"
Xin Gugu was shocked.
He thought of the sloppy uncle, and suddenly realized that Xu Xiaoshou would not be simple to be attracted by that kind of guy.
"sword……"
To be honest, Xin Gugu doesn't know much about swords.
He is not from the Eastern Region, and his talents were all in Xuyue Gray Palace in the Southern Region.
Among the sword cultivators, he had only heard of the "Seven Sword Immortal" who was truly famous.
Plus the "Eighth Sword Immortal" who barely counts as half, but is said to be a little too miraculous by the world.
"Then uncle, who can he be?"
If it was said that Xu Xiaoshou could execute this sword with his innate cultivation, Xin Gugu would never believe it, and there must be help from outsiders.
And the outsider could only be that uncle.
But when I saw that guy in the morning, although he was very strong, he would never reach the level of the legendary swordsman.
But when I watch Xu Xiaoshou's sword tonight, its artistic conception is completely beyond ordinary swordsmanship.
Even the Throne of Kendo may not be able to cut this sword.
"A kid can make such a terrifying sword strike, but the uncle himself is a little unable to do it?"
Xin Gugu felt a conflict.
He didn't think much, fearing that he would be followed, so he led Ajie to escape into the darkness.
…
"it's over."
Like the crowd on Holly Street who looked up in awe, the City Lord's Mansion also paid close attention to this shocking battle tonight.
Fu Xing put his hands behind his hands and looked back at Liu Jing, his face a little solemn.
"Father hasn't come back yet?"
Liu Jing nodded: "I'm still studying his new crystallization in the back garden. The city lord's mansion was beheaded today, but he didn't get him to come over and take a look."
"How could he leave tonight when we are so far apart?"
I felt a headache when I paid the bills.
Obviously at his age, he should be like those children from aristocratic families, hanging around in fancy houses and hooking up with wealthy women.
But because his old father was addicted to spiritual formations and neglected his job, he had to inherit part of the housework in advance.
As a master, Fu Xing said that he was really too busy to deal with the affairs of the throne.
"What about the Holy Temple?" he asked.
After all, the Throne takes action and violates the holy law, and in the end, the white robes of the Holy Temple will be used to suppress it.
Liu Jing chuckled and said, "I'm afraid Tiansang City won't be taken seriously these days."
"Oh?" Fu Xing was confused, "What's the explanation?"
Liu Jing walked forward, looking at the smoke and dust on the horizon with a solemn expression.
"The sword intent of Baiku is overwhelming, and four swords will be born. It's a foregone conclusion."
"No one can control it now. Even if the dimensional cracks haven't opened, some people have already started sneaking across!"
"The red ones in the Holy Temple are still there, but the white ones have been transferred to the sixth batch."
Fu Xing was surprised: "Six batches?"
Compared to the past, this is simply unimaginable.
The white clothes of the Holy Temple are one group at a time!
A group of as few as five people or as many as ten people!
All start from the throne!
"right."
Liu Jing nodded, turned around and smiled: "Beyond the white cave, the number of dead thrones is estimated to be no less than two digits."