Bai Fang looked at Zhao Xiaole and mocked coldly: "The King of Liang is so brave. He dared to chase him from the capital to Yun Mansion. Don't you know how to write the word "death"?"
Zhao Xiaole ignored his provocation, looked around at everyone and asked, "How many people are there? Come out together."
"The number of people is too small, I'm worried there won't be enough to fight!"
Xuan Shui couldn't help but sneered: "Zhao Xiaole, you are really arrogant. If Pindao remembers it correctly, you were defeated by Pindao before, right?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the Travelers from Ten Directions are here today, but you still have to stay here!"
At this time, the envoys from Yan and Jin also stood up, "Xuan Shui, are you sure this person is Zhao Xiaole?"
Xuan Shui nodded and said: "Pindao can't be wrong. If you don't believe it, Pindao will take off his mask now and let everyone take a look. Is he exactly the same as the person in the portrait?"
The middle-aged scribe from the Jin Kingdom shook his head and said, "But I still can't believe that as the King of Liang, why are you willing to take such a strange risk?"
Xuan Shui looked at Zhao Xiaole and said, "I'm afraid I have to ask His Highness Prince Liang himself about this question. Either he is too arrogant or his brain was damaged by being kicked by a donkey."
"Or maybe he wasn't castrated at all? Why would he take such risks just for the beauty of the saint?" At this time, some people also speculated.
But it caused a lot of laughter.
However, this reminded everyone.
The middle-aged scribe said: "Whether it is Zhao Xiaole or not, we will know after killing him and having his body examined."
"It's impossible for a master of this level to be willing to be castrated just to pretend to be Zhao Xiaole, right?"
This guess is quite reasonable.
Xuan Shui nodded, "You're right. Regardless of whether it's true or not, there's definitely nothing wrong with killing him first!"
King Pingxi was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.
Although Shifang Walker said that he would protect his life, Zhao Xiaole, who was extremely skilled in martial arts, was standing next to him.
If he wanted to support himself before he died, who would he talk to for explanation?
Zhao Xiaole ignored his random thoughts, grabbed his collar and said, "Announce what needs to be announced as soon as possible!"
King Pingxi heard this and said angrily: "Zhao...Zhao Xiaole, don't bully others too much!"
Zhao Xiaole sneered, "What? You don't want to do what you agreed to do? Even if I kill you now and plunge the Demon Cult into civil strife, there will still be no loss to me. You should think carefully!"
Don't wait for King Pingxi to answer.
Xuanshui had already drawn his long sword and shouted: "Zhao Xiaole, you ruined my life in the capital, don't even think about leaving alive today!"
After saying that, Xuanshui had already drawn his sword and was coming to kill him. His figure was like the wind, and he came to Zhao Xiaole like an afterimage.
Zhao Xiaole sneered, and there was no time to force King Ping Xi.
He pushed King Pingxi away, and at the same time, he jumped up and dodged the opponent's long sword.
Xuanshui's long sword was still as fast as before. Facing this sword, the previous Zhao Xiaole was no match for him.
But now Zhao Xiaole's spiritual awareness is outstanding.
Xuanshui's sword path was clearly sensed by his spiritual sense. After he stepped aside, he dodged several of Xuanshui's moves in succession.
Xuan Shui stopped his offensive and looked at the opponent in shock, "How could your martial arts improve so quickly?"
If he hadn't recognized the opponent's ghost steps, Xuan Shui would have doubted whether the person in front of him was Zhao Xiaole?
Zhao Xiaole laughed when he heard this and said: "Everyone is different. A genius like me will of course make rapid progress!"
Xuan Shui was furious, "Very good, then you can take my sword again!"
Whoosh!
Xuanshui bullied him again.
This time, the swordsmanship is faster.
When the Floating Cloud Sword Technique was launched, lightning shot out, and the sky was filled with sword shadows, like floating clouds.
They all attacked Zhao Xiaole.
The sword's power fills the sky, and the first impression one feels is that there is nowhere to hide.
Not to mention Zhao Xiaole who was the first to bear the brunt, even everyone watching was almost breathless under the pressure of Xuan Shui's sword.
How to crack this kind of swordsmanship?
Even the masters such as Baibeard and Elder Han could not help but frown.
I don’t know where this wild Taoist priest came from?
But he is definitely not an unknown person.
Could it be the immortal master of that mountain?
Just this sword technique is like a god's fart, it's extraordinary!
If they go up to it, they can't find a way to crack it.
The saint on the side clenched her hands tightly and her palms were full of sweat. She had just peeked through the threshold of the master.
How can you not see how powerful Xuanshui is?
Zhao Xiaole had no weapons. If she died by Xuan Shui's sword today, she would not be able to survive.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but step forward to rescue him.
But at this moment, Shenjun Bai Fang had already taken out his long sword, stood beside her, and looked at her coldly,
"Holy Girl, I advise you not to be too impulsive!"
The saint was furious and said coldly: "Who do you think you are, and you dare to threaten me?"
Bai Fang sneered when he heard this, "It's useless to talk more. As long as I can defeat this long sword, I won't interfere."
How can I endure the saint's temper?
She was about to take action when something changed again on the field.
I saw Zhao Xiaole, who was originally in a state of embarrassment, hesitatingly avoiding the opponent's Floating Cloud Sword Technique, while verbally cursing,
"Old Man Jin, Old Man Jin? Where is my machete?"
Unfortunately, old man Jin happened to fall asleep sitting at the door, whether intentionally or not. No matter how Zhao Xiaole called, he would not wake up.
Zhao Xiaole still doesn’t know?
This old man is obviously pretending.
Now that Zhao Xiaole's identity has been exposed and everyone is shouting to beat him up, why is Old Man Jin still willing to be involved with him?
I have no choice but to rely on myself.
If he had a long knife in his hand, it would be easy to neutralize Xuan Shui's sword force. After all, he couldn't resist with his own body.
Xuan Shui's sword is very sharp.
Wherever it touches, it will be cut off.
Zhao Xiaole could only hope that his spiritual sense would work, and planned to completely entrust his body, mind, and life to his spiritual sense.
This is different from the past when spiritual sense was regarded as an auxiliary. Now, spiritual sense has become the protagonist of the battle.
Unfortunately, it didn't go well.
Breaking away from the familiar fighting method, especially at such a critical moment, is even more fatal.
His reaction immediately became sluggish.
Xuanshui immediately noticed what the other party was thinking, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but become even faster. He took advantage of the other party's mistake and took his life first.
Under the threat of death, Zhao Xiaole could not really concentrate, and several wounds appeared on his body.
He gritted his teeth and simply closed his eyes.
He allowed the sword force in the sky to attack him, but he remained unmoved, also at this moment.
Zhao Xiaole finally concentrated his energy.
He gave everything he had to his spiritual sense.
My body and mind just feel surprisingly calm.
At this time, Xuanshui's sword power had enveloped him, and when he was about to be cut into pieces, Zhao Xiaole moved.
This movement was truly dazzling, and the whole hall was shocked.
Even old man Jin, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes in surprise.