"This," the head of the Mangxiao family was in a dilemma for a while. Lu Xiaotian rarely disclosed his alchemy level to the outside world. If he said it out loud, he would be worried that it would cause displeasure to the other party, but if this madness really happened, even if he had to be punished, there would be nothing he could do. He would not let Lu Xiaotian, a great master, fight with a great monk.
"Brother, I am a great monk. I am only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. If you, brother, use the strength of a great monk to deal with me, I will naturally be no match for you." Lu Xiaotian secretly sent a message to the head of the Mangxiao family, telling him not to be nervous, and then Xiang Kuang replied.
"Haha, from your tone, if I only use the strength of the early stage of Nascent Soul, will you be my opponent?"
Xiang Kuang was stunned when he heard the name of the other party's alchemy master, but he didn't worry too much. In his mind, he was the alchemy master, which was of no help to him. As for how much those forces relied on the alchemy master. , none of his business. He doesn't need the Yingying Dan, and there are some random things.
"Mr. Dongfang, you must not use these words to provoke him. This maniac is extremely warlike, and he not only likes to fight with people of the same level. If he is too idle, he can still fight even those with weaker strength. "The head of the Mangxiao family originally thought that Lu Xiaotian had some good ideas, but when he heard it, he thought it was something bad.
"Master Mangxiao, don't worry, I have my own ideas." Lu Xiaotian secretly said. He didn't expect that this madman would be such an idiot. Rather than being warlike, he was more free and easy-going, pursuing what he wanted and wanting to fight. As for the battle, as for what other alchemy sects have discovered, they are all false in their eyes. This person only sees things related to cultivation. Lu Xiaotian originally needed a suitable sparring partner to practice the Ten Transformation Fusion Technique, and the pairing's strength couldn't be much worse than him. It would be great if they were stronger than him.
It's just that there are absolutely few people who are stronger than him, even among the strong people in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. However, the great monk is obviously much stronger than him. It is because he is the master of alchemy that he can invite the great monk. Do some things for him, but how can he get the other party to practice sparring with him regularly. It's rare to meet a weirdo like Xiang Kuang in the eyes of others. It would be great if he could get such a sparring partner.
Especially the reminder from the head of the Mangxiao family just now, Xiang Kuang not only likes to fight with people of the same realm, but also does not pick on those with weak strengths.
"If brother uses the strength of a great monk, I don't think he is a match. But if he is in the same realm, I am afraid it will be a coincidence. I rarely encounter opponents." Lu Xiaotian said with a slight smile.
"Haha..." Xiang Kuang smiled at the leader, the fiery red cloak behind him shaking loudly, "Okay, very good, no one has dared to say such things in front of me for a long time."
The head of the Mangxiao family secretly screamed. Xiang Kuang's real name was Xiang Jingxin. Later, because of his behavior, he was called Xiang Kuang in private. He himself was very satisfied with this title. Over time, more and more people knew his original name. Young, most of the later juniors only knew Xiang Kuang’s name, but did not know his original name, because Xiang Kuang was almost always willing to fight with others, and as long as others had some unique abilities, they would be interested in doing so. . There are so many wonderful people in the world, and there are many people with some talents and amazing talents. At first they were dissatisfied with Xiang Kuang, but without exception, they fell into Xiang Kuang's hands and were severely repaired several times. They couldn't stop. In the eyes of the head of the Mangxiao family, Lu Xiaotian is a master of alchemy. No matter how powerful he is in practice, even if he is on par with those with very good qualifications, he will never be able to survive in Xiang Kuang's hands for a long time.
This was before, but now Xiang Kuang has been ranked among the great monks. His cultivation level is among the great monks, and it is rare. He can touch the threshold of the true meaning of earth, and his understanding and application of magic power are far from mere A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul is comparable. Even if he only uses the mana from the early stage of Nascent Soul, Xiang Kuang, as a great monk, has an almost endless supply of mana. There is no comparison between the two sides in terms of mana consumption and level of condensation. Comparing the psychic weapons, Mangxiao's family leader had an array of his own six golden flame tiger-headed ants, which was no match for the five-color dragon-headed stick.
This master of alchemy is indeed very powerful in alchemy, which he has only seen in his life, but alchemy is what he is good at. To compete with Xiang Kuang, who is almost in the same realm and has never been defeated, is it because he thinks he has gone too far? Are you feeling comfortable?
"Boy, just what you said just now, you have courage, as long as your methods are as tough as your words, then we can all talk about it. Of course, if you are boasting nonsense, even if you are an alchemy master, I, Xiang Kuang, will fall into my hands. Then I'll beat you until you cry for father and mother." Xiang Kuang grinned and stepped forward. For a moment, the surroundings of his body were filled with fierce aura, and the situation changed.
"Okay, let's have a fight first." A terrifying gust of wind came from the opposite side, making Lu Xiaotian's clothes rustle and his hair blowing in the wind.
Faced with Xiang Kuang's terrifying momentum, Lu Xiaotian did not shy away and stepped forward. It seemed as if an air sword was surrounding Lu Xiaotian, with the tip of the sword facing forward. No matter how fierce the momentum from Xiang Kuang's side was, Lu Xiaotian is like this air sword, as elegant as a light feather, but as stable as a rock.
"There are some ways." Xiang Kuang was not surprised but overjoyed. He stretched out his hand to grab in the air, and several claw shadows came towards Lu Xiaotian strangely.
"Although Brother Kuang is a great monk, although he can gain some advantages by suppressing the realm, this method is just a waste of time. It is better to show some real skills as soon as possible." Lu Xiaotian flicked his sleeves, and several arc-shaped sword auras flew lightly. He came out and slashed at those claw shadows. The two sides entangled for a while in the air, and eventually they all turned into nothing.
"Good boy, your sword intention is really not simple." Although it was just a tentative exchange, the opponent's casual blow also eliminated his own attack. It was enough to make him look at him differently. It seemed that this boy was in deep water. It seems that there is really no way to deal with this kid through other means.
Xiang Kuang thought for a moment, raised his left hand, and the five-color dragon-headed stick shot out, hitting Lu Xiaotian head-on.
This is interesting. This five-color dragon-headed stick comes very fast, even faster than his ethereal flying sword. Moreover, it is not easy to refine spiritual materials with this stick. Yu Ni is an earth element treasure, and it is not even in his fire. Under the blue stone. I'm afraid two flying swords alone are no match for this five-color dragon-headed stick.
Facing this great monk whose strength was far superior to his own, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. The remaining flying swords flew out one after another, and the sword tips fell. Amidst the clear sounds of sword intent, the eight flying swords merged into one, and the ethereal sword formation was completed instantly. As he continues to understand the way of the sword, Lu Xiaotian has become more and more proficient in controlling the misty sword formation. The two flying swords had just rushed out before, but they were beaten back fiercely by Xiang Kuang's five-color dragon-headed stick.
