"Sir Xiao, be careful!" Nangong Li hurriedly spoke out to remind him.
At this moment, he was too far away from the two of them, and it was too late to take action. Besides, Xue Ming's strength was far above him, and even if he rushed up, it would be useless.
The black light on the long sword was getting closer and closer to Xiao He. Before the fierce sword aura was added, countless blood marks were drawn on Xiao He's forehead.
Xiao He naturally knew that the situation was critical now. If he could, he really wanted to stay in this hard-won insight for a while, even if it was one more second.
But he knew he couldn't, and if he waited, he would be in a state of turmoil.
Suddenly, Xiao He opened his eyes.
Then let’s get here first!
He moved his wrist and raised the Zhengang sword in his hand and slashed it out with one sword.
"Wow!" A sword energy condensed like golden silk suddenly shot out from the tip of Zhengang Sword.
It is the fourth style of the True Gang Sword Score, which condenses the sword into silk!
This time, Xiao He no longer relied on his own blood to water the Zhengang Sword, but resonated with the Zhengang Sword with his understanding of the sword intent. Without using external forces, he used this Zhengang Sword
The fourth formula of the score.
I saw a faint red cloud appeared on the Zhengang sword. Although the red cloud was faint, it made Xue Ming feel extremely incredible. This boy actually realized the sword intent at this moment.
But so what? In his opinion, Xiao He's sword intent has not yet been formed and he will definitely not be his opponent. He tightened the long sword in his hand and rushed forward resolutely.
"Swish!" The golden sword energy collided with Xue Ming's black sword light. The golden sword energy passed through the black light like a knife cutting tofu.
"How is this possible?" Xue Ming's eyes widened, and he was shocked!
The opponent's sword intent has not yet been fully formed, so why can his sword energy penetrate his sword light? Is this person's sword art far better than him?
Just when Xue Ming was temporarily lost, the golden sword energy had arrived!
It flashed with an extremely sharp murderous aura, as if a lightning bolt from choosing someone to suck it, instantly pierced Xue Ming's eyebrows.
Xue Ming stared at the eyes until his death. He wanted to look at the person who killed him again. He wanted to figure out how the other party did it, but unfortunately he had no chance again.
Not only Xue Ming, but even Xiao He himself did not expect that the sword he used this time was so sharp.
It's no wonder that he used the Zhengang Sword to cut this move in the past few times, and he took shortcuts through his own blood. This time he really had the same intention as the Zhengang Sword, so the effect was naturally not the same.
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Just as Xue Ming was so angry that a black air suddenly burst out from Xue Ming's eyebrows and poured into the Zhengang Sword in Xiao He's hand. Suddenly, the red cloud on the Zhengang Sword's body deepened a little further.
"What's going on?"
"This really tough sword can still swallow the opponent's sword intent?"
Xiao He was forced to do so. Can killing a swordsman with sword intent strengthen his sword intent?
This has found a way for his swordsmanship practice, but where did he go to find so many swordsmanship experts?
After devouring Xue Ming's sword intent, the Zhengang sword actually trembled slightly. Xiao He could feel that the Zhengang sword was expressing excitement, as if it wanted to devour more sword intents.
Oh my god! Is this sword almost a spirit? Can you still need it?
Since there were too many problems at the moment, Xiao He simply stopped thinking about it. He put away the Zhengang sword and prepared to ask his sword saint when he saw Wen Liang next time.
At this time, Nangong Li walked up and said with a flattering smile: "Congratulations to Lord Xiao, the sword path has been broken."
He saw the fight between Xiao He and Xue Ming just now. As a Xuan-level warrior, he could naturally see that Xiao He's last sword was very different from Xiao He's first few swords, and even
He even killed Xue Ming with one sword, and he must have made a big breakthrough to achieve this.
Xiao He nodded, "I'll leave the rest to you." After that, he turned around and left.
"Yes, Lord Xiao." Nangong Li replied respectfully.
When Xiao He returned to Tianjintang, the clinic was already overcrowded.
Because of the previous video of him fighting with Fang Cunxin, many patients were spread online, and the incident once again caused a sensation, so more and more people came to Tianjintang for treatment.
Some people have a small cold, and they have to line up at the end of the long line to see Xiao He, who won a great victory in the fight against doctors with their own eyes.
Seeing Xiao He come in, many patients recognized him and greeted him one after another. Xiao He nodded and smiled.
What made Xiao He frowned was that he actually saw Shen Cui'e and Xiao Qiang's mother and son in a corner.
At this time, Shen Cui'e was talking to her mother, "His third aunt, Xiaoqiang is your nephew, you can't stand by death and refuse to save her!"
"After a while, Xiao He is back, please let him come over to treat Xiaoqiang." Shen Cui'e said in an orderly tone.
The mother and son were in Longyitang. After seeing Xiao He's medical skills above his heart, he found Xiao's mother with a shameless face. He wanted Xiao He to treat his illness, but his attitude was always high.
Just as Xiao’s mother was about to speak, Xiao He came over and said indifferently: “I’m sorry, I can’t cure your son’s illness.”
"Xiao, Xiao He!" After seeing Xiao He's cold expression, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Thinking of his slander and clamor for Xiao He at Longyi Hall, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't hold back at this time. He thought Xiao He was just a barefoot doctor who had half a jar of water, but he didn't expect it.
His medical skills are actually not even the imperial doctor's apprentice.
Shen Cui'e was also stunned, but for the sake of her son's illness, she forced a smile and said, "Xiao He, it was all my aunt's fault before, and my aunt didn't know that your medical skills are so powerful now, so you can help.
....”
Xiao He interrupted Shen Cui'e without hesitation, "I said that I will not treat your son's illness, so please go out now." If his mother hadn't been present, he would have done something to drive people away long ago.
Xiao's mother also knew a little bit about what Shen Cui'e and her son did in Longyitang, and she didn't say anything at this time. In her opinion, it made sense that her son was angry.
Shen Cui'e was furious. If she hadn't asked for Xiao He, she would have cursed now. But in the end she still suppressed her anger and begged Xiao's mother: "His third aunt, Xiaoqiang is Wen Tao's only flesh and blood, you really
Do you watch Xiaoqiang become blind with cruelty?"
As she spoke, she wiped her tears.
Xiao's mother sighed, very disappointed with Shen Cui'e and Xiao Qiang, but she was still grateful to her cousin Xiao Wentao, so she looked at Xiao He and said softly: "Xiaohe, it's up to your cousin.
For the sake of face, you can take action!"
Xiao He also thought of the only cousin in the Xiao family who was good to him and his mother, so he nodded helplessly.
Seeing Xiao He agreeing to treat, Shen Cui'e and his son immediately smiled. The mother and son both tacitly decided to bow to Xiao He first. After Xiao Qiang's illness was cured, they would turn against Xiao He again.
Could it be that Xiao He is really willing to let go of his prejudice and treat his cousin who has repeatedly clamored for his own cousin? Of course not. He thought of a better way to deal with Xiao Qiang.
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Xiao He's mouth, and he shouted at Du Ziteng beside him, "Zi Teng, come here, there is a case here, which is very valuable for you to learn the Buddhist lion magic needle."