Miss Xie looked straight at Chen Yuxiang with her beautiful eyes, looking like she was about to cry, while Lan Ping'er, the little saint of Danyang Sect, remained silent at this time, but her eyes also looked very interested.
"Thank you, Miss, I..." Chen Yuxiang scratched his head again, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Didn't I tell you that I wanted to practice a martial art? At the last moment, my inner demon suddenly invaded for some reason. , I almost went crazy. But it’s okay now! I’m sorry!”
"Huh!" Xie Luying snorted coldly, tears finally flowing out of her eyes: "I don't care! You just want to kill me anyway! I hate you so much!" After saying that, she turned her head and her shoulders kept shaking, obviously Already started to cry.
"Dizzy! Don't cry! Okay, okay, it's all my fault..." Seeing Xie Luying using the killer weapon of tears, Chen Yuxiang also felt quite helpless, rubbing his hands and saying repeatedly.
The little saint Lan Ping'er blinked her eyes. She already knew from Xie Luying that the two of them were just acquaintances. At this time, she was also very surprised that the two were so intimate.
Perhaps in order to reverse this embarrassing situation, Lan Ping'er looked at Chen Yuxiang and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, have you finished practicing your arse?"
"A little bit of success, haha!" Speaking of sex, Chen Yuxiang clenched his fists proudly, and there was a crackling sound of bones on his body: "At least you don't have to be afraid of that guy outside!"
"Is it true?" After hearing this, Xie Luying stopped crying and raised her tear-stained face: "Have you entered the golden elixir stage? It's impossible!"
"That's not true, but," Chen Yuxiang shook his fist and said, "Have you forgotten, this is what we rely on for a living?" He turned around and opened the ban, pushed the door open and walked out: "Don't come out while you are in there, watch me go. Beat that bad uncle into a pig's head!"
The two beauties looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity, but they still stayed in the room very obediently, watching the movements in the hall through the sky shadow stone on the wall.
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"Anyone named Ma, get out!"
Chen Yuxiang stood in the hall and shouted arrogantly. With the third level of the Demonic Immortal Golden Body, Chen Yuxiang's confidence in such a junior at the early stage of the Golden Core Stage is naturally extremely high.
"Peng!"
The door of a secret room suddenly opened, and then a tall, rough man flashed out: "Boy, are you finally willing to die? Where are the other people?"
Thanks to the dense aura of heaven and earth in Blackstone Town and the effectiveness of the elixir, Ma Chao's injury was almost healed in just one day. At this time, he looked at the javelin-like young man in front of him, with a look of astonishment on his face: " You, you are the little bastard who threw crystal nuclei at me yesterday? Why have you changed your appearance?"
"You've become more handsome, haven't you?" Chen Yuxiang chuckled: "It's no use flattering me, I'll still kill you!"
"Holy shit!" Ma Chao immediately became angry: "Just you? I can crush you to death with just one finger!"
Just kidding, this guy is just a senior in the Qi Refining Stage. Even if he reaches the peak of the Qi Refining Stage this time, he will still be like an ant in Ma Chao's eyes.
"It was this boy who restrained me yesterday that caused my second brother to be killed by that little bald donkey!" Thinking of his old brother Dong Le who died tragically, Ma Chao showed a cruel smile on his face: "You brat! I think you will be here I’ve been staying there for three months, but I didn’t expect that *** would actually come to my door today! In this case, I’ll take your life first!”
After speaking, Ma Chao waved his hand, and an extremely wide broadsword appeared in his hand.
The broad sword was about four feet long and one and a half feet wide. It was covered with blood stains. As soon as the broad sword appeared, the entire hall was filled with a strong bloody aura. If you are not firm-minded,
People will lose the courage to fight just by looking at this broad sword.
After holding the broad sword in his hand, Ma Chao's temperament also changed completely, and his body became extremely sharp. The broad sword was held in his hand, just like a part of his body.
"Did you use your magic weapon?" Chen Yuxiang looked at Ma Chao, with a trace of solemnity on his face.
The natal magic weapon is different from the ordinary magic weapon. It is not usually placed in the Qiankun bag, but is kept directly in the body by the monks and is warmed by the natal essence and blood at all times. The longer it is warmed, the stronger the spirituality of the magic weapon will be.
The higher the compatibility with the master, the greater the effectiveness it can exert in battle.
Some magic weapons can even produce a hint of spiritual wisdom after being warmed to the end, and can even take the initiative to protect their master in critical moments.
However, it is precisely because of the preciousness of the natal magic weapon that monks generally choose the natal magic weapon very carefully, and even do not need the natal magic weapon when the level is low. And in battle, they also use the natal magic weapon as little as possible. Because the natal magic weapon is
Once the magic weapon is damaged, the monk himself will also be mentally damaged.
Chen Yuxiang himself does not have a magical weapon of his own. Because so far, no magical weapon that he likes has appeared.
Most of the monks in Jiuzhou Continent use flying swords. The monks with some wealth all have at least two flying swords. One is kept in the body to warm up, and the other is used to fight the enemy. When taking out the flying sword,
This is often the time when you are desperate.
"This guy really thinks highly of me!" Chen Yuxiang couldn't help but trembled when he saw that Ma Chao had even taken out his magical weapon: "Looks like it's impossible to win this easily! This fight is really serious.
You have to give it a serious fight!"
Chen Yuxiang's original plan was to take advantage of this kid's carelessness and punch him half to death. However, it is obvious that Ma Chao is also a thoughtful person. Although he said something very arrogant, when he saw Chen Yuxiang walking out in such a grand manner,
Challenging myself makes me more vigilant.
It is probably impossible to defeat the enemy with one move. How to fight this fight needs to be carefully calculated. Since we want to achieve a shocking effect, we cannot let the little girl Lan Ping'er discover the flaw. After all, I know that I am physically strong.
The fewer people, the better.
As for Xue Hui in the secret room, since he has been offended, if he is really ungrateful, Chen Yuxiang would not mind letting him become a dead man.
With his natal magic weapon in hand, Ma Chao's confidence suddenly increased and he shouted: "Boy, die!" With one foot, he rushed towards Chen Yuxiang like a cannonball. Wherever he passed, a series of sonic booms sounded.
Voice!
"Damn! It's not a long-range attack! It's a close combat right from the start. This guy must be too careful!"
In the blink of an eye, Ma Chao had rushed in front of Chen Yuxiang, his hands stretched forward, holding the broad sword steadily, and his whole body maintained the momentum of rushing forward. On the broad sword, the huge spiritual power turned into icy cold.
The sword light swayed around the blade like a poisonous snake.
"Come on!" Chen Yuxiang shouted and took a stolen flying sword. He stretched his left hand forward and seemed to have made a sword trick. He swung the sword with his right hand and struck at Ma Chao's broad sword. But his flying sword
There was not a trace of mana fluctuation coming from the sword.
"All the spiritual power is restrained, without a trace leaking out. This fellow Daoist Shen is indeed extraordinary! However, he should be a monk at the golden elixir stage! Otherwise, how could he control it so well?" Lan Ping'er looked at the Sky Shadow Stone. Chen Yuxiang chuckled and said: "Senior Sister Xie, you, Brother Shen, are probably an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, right?"
Xie Luying snorted noncommittally, thinking that since Brother Shen was teleported to the Blade Desert, he must be a monk in the Qi Refining Stage. How could he be an old monster? What he relies on is not spiritual power, but his abnormal body. However, Why should I tell you this kind of thing?
"Boom!" Just as the two beauties in the secret room were talking, the two flying swords collided heavily, and violent mana fluctuations instantly erupted in the hall, like a turbulent wave. The figures of the two people It was also immediately hidden in the smoke and dust accumulated over the years.
Just as the smoke and dust were rising, Chen Yuxiang's left hand that seemed to be holding the sword secret suddenly waved quietly...
When the smoke and dust dispersed, both of them stood there peacefully, but Chen Yuxiang had a gentle smile on his face, while Ma Chao, a rough man, pressed his abdomen with one hand and said with some horror: "Boy, you ,you……"
In this sword strike just now, Chen Yuxiang did not use any magic power. In Lan Ping'er's opinion, it was the so-called spiritual power that was restrained. However, with his current physical strength, even the attack of a senior monk at the Golden Core stage could be withstood. After that, the power of the demon fairy's golden body cannot be overshadowed.
Therefore, with the backing of physical strength and no spiritual power, the flying sword easily blocked Ma Chao's full impact.
And his left hand that seemed to be holding the sword secret, when the smoke and dust started to rise, he quietly released a burst of energy. This form of energy that was fundamentally different from spiritual power, Ma Chao couldn't guard against it, so he naturally ate it. Big loss.
However, in order to avoid arousing Lan Ping'er's doubts, Chen Yuxiang did not use all his strength in this punch. Otherwise, this punch would have been enough to kill Ma Chao.