"I didn't expect you to practice sword practice?!"
The old Taoist priest sitting in the inn murmured to himself and repeated the words Xiao Hei scolded, causing Qingyu and the young man to burst into laughter.
"He's so poisonous!" Qingyu chuckled!
"He's so poisonous!" The young man couldn't help but shook his head and said, "That guy must be so angry!"
The old Taoist priest reached out and pinched the knife in his hand, and said coldly: "If a great monk in the distraction realm doesn't love himself, what else can he do with shame?"
Wang Yijian looked at the young man in front of him who was patting the wheelchair and pointing at his nose and scolding him. No matter how well-educated he was, he couldn't help but get angry.
How could anyone in heaven or on earth dare to talk to him like this?
Looking at Xiao Hei, he said coldly: "I originally thought you would kill yourself with a sword, so I let you go... Now I have changed my mind, I want to kill you with a sword!"
As he spoke, Wang Yijian's tone deepened: "I only use one sword. Whether you survive or not depends on your life."
Xiao Hei's heart trembled. He looked at the hands in front of him with slender fingers and no wrinkles, holding a long sword, and thought to himself, how should he deal with them?
Looking at Wang Yijian's hands quietly, Xiao Hei said directly: "Okay, I will only use one move. If you can survive, I will turn around and leave."
After saying this, Xiao Hei no longer looked at his opponent's slender hands, but stared blankly at the long sword in his hand.
It was as if he could not lose face even if he died.
Qingyu in the inn was picking up the wine glass and preparing to drink, but unexpectedly saw the solemn expression on the old Taoist priest's face.
I couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you have any questions?"
The old Taoist priest was shocked when he heard this. He looked at the knife in his hand and instantly came to his senses. He chuckled and said, "Yes, but it's not a big problem."
"Guess what that kid said made Wang Yijian so angry that he wanted to fight him to the death?" The old Taoist priest laughed as he took a sip of the wine on the table.
Even he didn't expect that Xiao Hei would follow suit and even surpass his opponent's momentum.
Although we can't make a pact with one another in the same realm, Xiao Hei actually used his own cultivation level to quietly sit in his wheelchair and make a pact with the other party.
How much courage and strong self-confidence does this require? !
He didn't believe that Xiao Hei was joking. The old Taoist priest who was about to take action instantly fell silent. He wanted to witness the young man performing a miracle in front of his eyes.
If he succeeds, he will be able to single-handedly kill the two masters of the Fenshen Realm in Northern Qi.
I'm afraid I won't be able to find another legend like Xiao Hei in the whole world.
Qingyu frowned and asked anxiously: "What did my stupid brother say that made the God of Death want to fight him to the death?"
The young man raised his head when he heard this and looked at the old Taoist priest who dared not speak.
The old Taoist priest drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and said with a faint smile: "He actually obeyed the other party and said he only had one move!"
"Bang!" sounded, and Qingyu slapped the chair under her with her palm!
She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't he just messing around? He's like that..." Qingyu told the story of the desperate scene between Xiao Hei and the Northern Qi Imperial Master that day.
As he spoke, he remembered that there was a strange young man in the room, so he quickly stopped it and changed it to: "Isn't he fooling around? It would be nice to be alive."
The old Taoist priest looked at the young man in front of him and smiled lightly: "Little guy, what do you think?"
The young man blushed and replied sheepishly: "I just met this guy on the street today. I don't know his last name yet?"
The old Taoist priest put down his wine glass, looked at the two of them and said, "Seeing that you are so anxious, we will go out and have a look."
At this moment, the old Taoist priest decided to let the two people in front of him see the legend of the world instead of hearing the final ending of the story from his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Qingyu put down her voice and stood up. She looked at the young man beside her and said, "Let's go and watch the fun."
The young man couldn't help it anymore and cheered: "Okay, go and cheer him up!"
The old Taoist priest shook his head: "You are not allowed to leave the inn, just take a look from a distance."
Only then did Qingyu think of it. She held the old Taoist priest's sleeve with one hand and said, "Master, come together. If it doesn't work, you can save my silly brother."
The three of them walked all the way to the lobby of the inn, only to find that several innkeepers were already standing here, quietly watching the scene that was about to happen outside the store.
I saw Wang Yijian releasing a heart-stopping murderous aura, which made the waiters in the inn feel it, and they were all speechless.
He just clenched his fists tightly and watched everything in front of him silently.
Wang Yijian walked forward again and said slowly: "Do you think you can pretend to be a swordsman and scare me away by holding a sword?"
As he spoke, Wang Yijian pointed the long sword in his hand at Xiao Hei. It was a black long sword, with no reflection on the blade but a strong murderous aura.
Feeling the murderous intent of his opponent, how could Xiao Hei strike him head-on like a gentleman? crazy!
Just when his opponent was about to draw his sword, Xiao Hei roared and slapped his body hard!
Xiao Hei, who used all his strength, poured all his strength into the wheelchair beneath him.
Then, in the inn, a group of waiters and the shopkeeper were stunned, amidst the exclamations of Qingyu and Xiaoshao, and under the silent gaze of the old Taoist priest...
With a roar of dragons and tigers, Xiao Hei flew up from the wheelchair. His whole body left the wheelchair and turned into a breeze and leaped backwards!
"Don't leave!"
A sharp sword energy followed. Now that the sword was drawn, how could Wang Yijian let Xiao Hei escape from his eyes?
Just before he landed in the air, Wang Yijian's killing sword had already passed over the wheelchair on the ground and struck three feet in front of Xiao Hei.
It was quiet inside the inn, and the street outside the inn was eerily quiet.
Qingyu couldn't help but screamed, as if Xiaohei was going to be injured in Wang Yijian's hands the next moment.
The young man covered his mouth tightly, not daring to cry out.
The knife in the old Taoist priest's hand was already sweating, and he was about to take action.
However, Wang Yijian felt something was wrong while he was in the air. He even felt that time had stopped at this moment!
Before the sword energy he slashed out penetrated Xiao Hei's chest, the thin bamboo branch that Xiao Hei had been holding in his hand had already flown to Wang Yijian's chest.
Wang Yijian, who is in the state of avatar, will naturally not care about this thin bamboo branch, but will continue to move forward with the bamboo branch!
The moment the long sword in his hand pierced Xiao Hei's chest, he heard a burst, and then the whole world seemed to explode in front of his eyes!
"Ah!" The young man held his head and screamed desperately, because at this time, Xiao Hei had been injured by the opponent's sword energy and flew out like a dead dog!
"Master, help me!!"
With a scream, Qingyu turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the inn. She couldn't let Xiao Hei die in Wang Yijian's hands.
The old Taoist priest sighed leisurely and murmured to himself as he walked out of the inn: "Monster, it's incredible!"
Qingyu didn't even look at Wang Yijian who slashed out the sword in the wind, but ran towards Xiao Hei who fell outside the inn regardless.
But the young man in the inn saw the scene outside the door clearly, and he screamed in fright.
The shopkeepers and waiters in the inn were also stunned and speechless, and no one shouted.
Only the old Taoist priest took his time and walked slowly outside the inn with his hands on his back. His calm appearance made the gang in the inn frightened.
Looking at the wheelchair that was blown to pieces on the ground, the old Taoist priest frowned slightly.
Looking at Wang Yijian who fell to the ground, he said coldly: "You broke this junior's wheelchair and you have to pay for it."
Waving his hand, he waved away the smoke and dust in the wind.
The old Taoist priest continued: "A great monk does not care about his own practice, but comes to covet wealth and honor in the world. Now you are satisfied?"
Wang Yijian, who was covered in blood and had one arm broken, threw down a few gold coins, looked up to the sky and blew out a breath, and walked towards the man in black holding the horse without saying a word.
Under the cold gaze of the old Taoist priest, he got on the horse with the help of the man in black, and then left.
From a distance, Xiao Hei shouted: "I promised you a move, did I lie to you?"
"Puff!" With a sound, Wang Yijian, who was lying on the horse, spat out another mouthful of blood.
The old Taoist priest reached out to pick up the black sword that Wang Yijian had dropped on the ground. He followed Qingyu who was supporting Xiao Hei behind him and said with a smile: "Disciple, this sword is not bad!"
Xiao Hei swallowed, looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Senior, is this sword feasible for me?"
The young man had already rushed out of the inn, looked at Xiao Hei next to Qingyu, and asked with a trembling voice: "Who is that? Are you okay?"
Xiao Hei grimaced, leaned against Qing Yu, and said with a forced smile, "What can happen to me?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head, grabbed Xiao Hei's body, and walked to the inn.
"Master, wait for me!"
Qingyu yelled and took the boy's hand and chased him into the inn. The wheelchair was obviously out of use. It seemed that he could only wait until the Imperial City to find a solution.
It wasn't until the four of them entered the inn that a group of waiters started screaming.
Just when Wang Yijian's fatal sword was about to pierce Xiao Hei's chest, Xiao Hei's Zhan Xue sword struck the thin bamboo branch on Wang Yijian's chest first!
This is Xiao Hei's secret plan, and it's also an obvious plan!
He calculated that Wang Yijian, who was in the distraction state, would not care about any conspiracy he used, just like he had taught Watson a lesson in the southern grasslands.
In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are false.
However, Wang Yijian, who was in the distraction state, could not figure out that Xiao Hei, who was like a mortal and had disabled legs, had a magical talisman that could cut the sky and the earth.
The explosion of the magic talisman tore Wang Yijian's chest apart with a roar, and a sad wound appeared on his chest!
Then there was a click, and the slashing sword combined with the explosive power of the talisman cut Wang Yijian's arm holding the sword to the ground!
So, in the inn, the shopkeeper was stunned, under the young man's scream, and in front of the old Taoist priest looking on coldly!
Wang Yijian, the so-called third sword of the Northern Qi Dynasty, was cut into the wind by Xiao Hei from Dazhou!
Although this magical talisman would not kill him, it ruthlessly cut off one of his arms and seriously injured his chest.
I am afraid that in the end he will end up like the Imperial Master of Northern Qi, whose cultivation has fallen into disgrace. From now on, it will be difficult for him to regain his right arm holding the sword.
Looking at everything in front of them, the eyes of everyone in the inn were filled with shock and fear.
It wasn't until the four old Taoist priests entered that someone rushed out of the inn and stared blankly at the cracked bluestone in front of them.
They actually didn't know who Wang Yijian was, but they felt the murderous aura in Wang Yijian!
"What's there to see?" Xiao Hei's voice was a little hoarse. He leaned on the chair and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him and said, "Senior, my wheelchair is gone."
The boy who was pulled back by Qingyu was still confused. He looked at Xiao Hei in front of him and asked in disbelief: "You are not injured, are you?"
The old Taoist priest smiled lightly and said, "I can't live without you? Go back to the imperial city and ask this guy to pay you a favor."
Seeing that the old Taoist priest didn't even mention receiving the gold coin from Wang Yijian, he couldn't help but secretly think, so this guy is just as greedy for money as himself?
But considering that this guy had been practicing hard in the mountains and had probably never seen any gold coins, I forgave him in my heart.
Looking at the still trembling young man in front of him, he chuckled and said, "My name is Xiao Hei."
