Xu Guonan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed angrily: "Hahaha, interesting. Since you said there are still five breaths left, I will stand here for eight breaths. I want to see what you can do to me!"
Xu Huaigu's face was solemn, and he gradually tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
Xu Guonan still didn't panic at all, his face was full of sarcasm.
Suddenly, Xu Huaigu activated the spiritual power in his body, and an invisible spiritual energy flowed through his veins and followed his fingers into the dagger "Cang Shui".
"Cangshui" is eager to try, driven by spiritual energy.
Before waiting for five breaths, Xu Huaigu suddenly drew his sword!
However, this sword was obviously held back. It would only teach the frivolous Xu Guonan a bloody lesson, but would not kill him.
But since Xu Guonan dares to be so arrogant and domineering, he also has his own capital. The moment Xu Huaigu was filled with spiritual energy and drew his sword, an angry shout came from outside the door: "How dare you!"
Xu Huaigu had already expected that Xu Guonan would be protected, his expression would not change, and his sword would not stop at all.
Driven by spiritual energy, "Cang Shui" was swung out quickly, brushing against the air, making a crisp sword cry, and slashed directly at Xu Guonan.
Xu Guonan was frightened by Xu Huaigu's somewhat dishonest sword and retreated hastily.
He never expected that after Xu Huaigu listened to the warning from the old monk outside, not only did he not stop, he didn't even stop the action of drawing the sword. He directly drew the sword in the fastest way, simple and neat, but extremely difficult to dodge.
He wouldn't know that the swordsman's pursuit is always to draw out the sword, never to return. If you can cut it off, you will die. If you can't cut it off, I will die.
Xu Guonan felt regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have provoked this person, but now it was definitely too late.
Moreover, Xu Huaigu's sword would not give him a chance and slashed directly to his chest.
The monk outside the room who gave the warning was obviously shocked by Xu Huaigu's crispness. He hurriedly offered up a magic weapon, and a white bead emitting golden light flew from outside the door, blocking Xu Huaigu's sword and Xu Guonan at an extremely fast speed.
The distance was very close, and Xu Huaigu saw that the surface of the white bead was engraved with flowing clouds and gold patterns, and it also exuded a little golden light. It was also a magic weapon.
The moment he saw the sword cutting into the white bead, the golden patterns on the flowing clouds seemed to come to life, flowing rapidly and emitting luster, so his sword could no longer move forward.
There was a crisp collision sound, and the bead actually blocked the edge of Xu Huaigu's sword, but the golden light inlaid with gold patterns on the surface obviously dissipated a little.
Xu Huaigu was a little surprised.
Being able to block "Cang Shui"'s sword, the grade of this bead should be high, at least it should be at the level of a low-grade magic weapon.
Immediately afterwards, a white-haired old man rushed in with a livid face. He first glanced at the white beads with distress, and then looked at Xu Huaigu angrily as he suddenly drew his sword.
This was the first time that Xu Huaigu's sword was blocked, and he was a little serious.
That old man is also a monk.
Judging from how distressed he was about the damage to the bead magic weapon, it can be seen that this magic weapon is also his beloved thing.
This kind of people who serve as worshipers in large human families usually stoop to serve as worshipers in this worldly and wealthy family because their talents are too low and there is no hope of breaking through.
Among these big families in the human world, there are things that even monks would be jealous of. For example, there are magical talismans that are helpful for spiritual practice, and those fairy coins.
When you serve as a worshiper in such a big family, you can not only receive elixirs and talismans, but also receive a fixed amount of immortal money. This is the fastest way for some low-level monks to obtain money and increase their practice.
Although this old worshipper has gray hair, he is still a monk. He is wearing a white robe and has a bright spirit, which makes him look majestic.
The old enshrined magic weapon was seriously damaged by Xu Huaigu's sword, and he felt extremely distressed. You must know how difficult it is for him to possess a low-grade magic weapon with his cultivation in the Third Realm, but now it has been damaged a lot by this man's sword.
He could also see that the sword in Xu Huaigu's hand was very good, but Xu Huaigu's own cultivation level was not high, so he should not be able to exert the full strength of the sword.
At this time, he was shaking with anger, pointed at Xu Huaigu and yelled: "Who are you? How dare you kill someone if you disagree with me?"
The surrounding diners and shopkeepers also saw Xu Huaigu drawing a sword at Xu Guonan, and they were so frightened that they dispersed and formed a circle. Hearing the old man say that Xu Huaigu's sword was meant to kill people, they all looked at Xu Huaigu and Yu Qin in horror.
Xu Huaigu sneered and said with disdain: "You are talking nonsense. I just want to teach him a lesson with this sword, and I don't want his life. Can't you see? What's the point of inciting words here? If you really don't like me, just come and fight him directly." Ichiban, why bother talking!"
Lao Chongfeng was the most face-saving person. After being told this by Xu Huaigu, he immediately couldn't stand up.
His face was red and he stared at him fiercely.
Fortunately, he was very old and his cultivation level was one level higher than that of Xu Huaigu. He was confident that the teenager in front of him was definitely no match for him.
He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "What a sharp-tongued brat, how arrogant! Let me teach you a lesson today!"
He offered up the white bead.
The bead was suspended in the air, emitting a soft golden light, and kept flying around him. This bead is a magic weapon for defense. This old priest is indeed extremely cautious. He does not forget to defend even against people he is already very sure of. He is very experienced.
Then two more silver shuttles flew out of his cuffs, drew two silver arcs in the air, and headed straight for Xu Huaigu.
The two silver shuttles were able to fly out of thin air due to unknown spells cast by the old worshipper, and could be controlled freely by the old worshipper.
Generally speaking, the realm that can drive objects should be the sixth realm. At the sixth level, part of the monk's spiritual energy can solidify into itself and condense into substance, and then this part of the spiritual energy can be used to control objects. The natal flying sword refined at the sixth level of sword cultivation is similar to the substance formed by this spiritual energy.
And this old worshipper is obviously far from reaching such a state. Otherwise, how could he protect a young master? You know, there are not many strong people in the Six Realms in Dayu. They can be the founder of a small sect in a remote place in the world of practice.
This old priest obviously has his own unique way to control these two silver shuttles.
The shuttle was very fast and arrived in front of Xu Huaigu in almost the blink of an eye. Xu Huaigu had also been involved in several life-and-death fights. At this time, he was not frightened by the shuttle. He was very calm and pulled the panicked Yu Qin beside him to the ground.
Fortunately, with the old monk's cultivation, it was obviously very difficult to control the two silver shuttles. The two shuttles failed to attack successfully the first time, so they flew very far away according to their original trajectory, frightening the crowd on the other side to scream and scatter.
The old worshiper was a little surprised. He didn't expect Xu Huaigu to be able to escape. But he reacted immediately and continued to calmly control the two silver shuttles towards Xu Huaigu.
Xu Huaigu pushed Yu Qin away, telling her to hide in the crowd aside, and then began to concentrate on dealing with the old worshipper.
He just stared at the two shuttles flying in the air with a cold light, and found that the speed of the two silver shuttles seemed to have slowed down.
As soon as he thought about it, he knew that this old priest must have limited magical ability to manipulate objects and could only last for a short time, so he had an idea.
He concentrated his mind and carefully observed the trajectories of the two flying shuttles, trying to avoid them at the most dangerous moment every time.
Every time the old man saw that he was about to hit Xu Huaigu, but he avoided it skillfully and thrillingly, he started to get angry.
After this fight, he also knew that Xu Huaigu's skills were not simple. He had some intention of retreating, but now that the bridge had been forged, he had no way out.
As time passed slowly, the old worshipper's face became increasingly ugly. His shuttle control spell has a limited time. In another ten breaths, the shuttle will probably be out of control.
He had to seize the last moment.
He made a strange hand gesture with his fingers, then took out a talisman from his sleeve and waved it towards the sky.
The piece of yellow paper with unknown efficacy flew into the air, and immediately turned into a ball of flame and disappeared without a trace. With the use of this talisman, the aura of the old worshiper seemed to increase a lot in an instant, and his ability to control the shuttle also strengthened.
The shuttle flew away in an instant, leaving only an afterimage in the sky.
The old priest had a proud look on his face and said, "You are no match for me. Hurry up and admit defeat. Maybe I can keep you alive."
Xu Huaigu didn't even look at him, and this gesture immediately angered the old priest.
Xu Guo Nan Yanlu was sarcastic.
The group of spectators were afraid that the monk's shuttle would accidentally injure themselves, so they all dispersed to watch the almost-concluded fight from a distance.
Yu Qin did not walk away with the crowd, she remained where she was.
At this time, her heart strings were also tense. She looked closely at Feixuo and Xu Huaigu, feeling extremely nervous.
She thought silently in her heart: "You can't die, you promised to take good care of me."
Xu Huaigu stopped.
At this time, the speed of the shuttle has reached its extreme, and no matter how much he dodges, it is useless.
He suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and a cold touch hit him. He felt his heart surge, and the sword intent in his heart had reached its peak.
The "Cangshui" dagger resonated with him, and it actually emitted a vague sword energy!
This wisp of sword energy is the true unity of sword intention and human heart!
Xu Huaigu closed his eyes at this moment of life and death.
His face was calm, his movements were smooth, and he just followed the sword's intention and slashed out of thin air.
Nothing seemed to be hit.
Xu Guonan's eyes showed madness.
Yu Qin felt helpless in her heart.
Xu Huaigu remained calm.
Only the old priest showed an expression of disbelief, his expression was as dull as dementia.
Because only he could see that sword clearly.
