Zhang Xiu's pedicure skills shocked everyone watching, allowing them to see what miraculous craftsmanship is...
Chen Xiang's cheeks twitched when she saw it, and she couldn't help but complain: "Master, my feet have been repaired anyway, why don't you give Xing Tian some cupping by the way, and I can survive."
"Evil fellow! How dare you talk nonsense here, I will definitely hit you with my next axe!"
Zhang Xiuheng frowned and threw out another ax, this one hitting Xing Tian's neck firmly.
Chen Xiang said with a complicated face: "If Xing Tian had no head, master, you would have chopped off his head with this axe..."
Xing Tian screamed, but there was nothing he could do.
Although Yang Jian and Chen Xiang's ax skills were not as good as his, they were only slightly inferior. In addition, he was afraid of Zhang Xiu's ghost ax, so he had to distract himself.
After fighting for dozens of rounds, he had been hit several times by axes. If he hadn't been strong, he would have been covered in blood by now.
After the shield blocked Yang Jian's axe, Xingtian became violent and threw the ax in his hand, drawing an arc and slashing towards Zhang Xiu's back.
Chen Xiang's eyes narrowed, and he turned around to block Zhang Xiu's back. The two axes connected, and Chen Xiang's face suddenly changed color.
The huge force almost deformed his arms, and two deep ravines were drawn under his feet. He was pushed by Xing Tian's ax and hit behind Zhang Xiu.
At the same time, Xing Tian raised his shield and turned into a meteor that hit Zhang Xiu head-on.
Yang Jian fell from the sky, holding an ax with both hands and slashed at the shield. Sparks flew everywhere, and the shield bounced away.
In front of him was Xing Tian, who was attacking fiercely, and behind him was Chen Xiang, who was unable to parry. Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiu took out his sun-shooting bow without hesitation, pulled out the bowstring and aimed at Xing Tian's chest.
Xing Tian only felt the breath of death coming over him. His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the sun-shooting bow. He suddenly turned to one side, rotating his body to avoid the path of the arrow that Zhang Xiu was aiming at, and crashed into a rock with a bang. .
The rocks were smashed into pieces, and among the smoke and dust, Xing Tian walked out and said in a low voice: "You took out the sun-shooting bow. This battle is lost."
Zhang Xiu sighed helplessly. He didn't expect that even if he went into battle in person, he couldn't defeat Xing Tian.
After looking at Yang Jian and Chen Xiang, who looked a little disappointed, he reflected on himself: "It seems that next time I go into battle, I have to hang up the Buddha and the Jade Emperor to be safe."
“@#￥%￥#@……”
When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, the image of Zhang Xiu with the Jade Emperor and Buddha hanging on his body emerged in his mind. The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily, and he made up his mind that he would never have anything to do with Zhang Xiu in the future!
He didn't want Zhang Xiu to suddenly come to his door one day, hang him on him and start fighting with someone without saying a word...
Zhang Xiu looked at Xing Tian helplessly for a while. This was a monster that could not be killed. Maybe the sun-shooting bow could pose a threat to him, but the sun-shooting arrow had wandered off somewhere, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find it again.
Just as he was thinking about the third match with Xingtian, suddenly, a divine sword fell from the sky and was inserted accurately in front of Zhang Xiu.
Seeing the divine sword, Xing Tian seemed to be stimulated, with endless anger in his eyes. He raised his ax and slashed at the sky, shouting: "Emperor of Heaven! Emperor of Heaven!"
Looking at Xing Tian who was acting funny, Zhang Xiu reached out and pulled out the sword from the ground. He raised his head and looked at the sky, and found Li Mu hiding in the clouds, smiling and watching the show, and asked, "Can this sword be used against Xing Tian?"
Limu nodded slightly: "This is the Emperor's sword. The Emperor used it to cut off Xingtian's head."
Zhang Xiu stroked the blade of the sword and didn't feel anything magical, and it didn't seem sharp on the outside...
With a swing of the sword, a few strands of hair on Xing Tian's head fell down. Just when he was about to continue the experiment, Xing Tian's horrified voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"
Zhang Xiu said sincerely: "Don't be afraid, I'm just helping you sort out your remains. My shaving and head-shaving skills are unparalleled in the world. Chenxiang comes to me to have her head shaved every year in the first lunar month!"
Xing Tian: If you hadn’t kept pressing the tip of your sword against my eyeballs, I would have almost believed it...
Yang Jian: It turns out that it was your boy who shaved Chen Xiang’s head!
After a silent stalemate for a moment, Xing Tian gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Xiu, compromising: "We have already won one game each, does the previous bet still count?"
Zhang Xiudao: "Of course it counts, but in the third game, I want to compete again at another time."
Seeing that Zhang Xiu didn't regret it, Xing Tian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then when can we change the date and compete again?"
Zhang Xiu said without hesitation: "Eight hundred years from now."
Xing Tian: "..."
I really believed your lies!
Looking at Xing Tian who was holding the ax tightly and looking like he was going to die with him, Zhang Xiu said regretfully: "No, let's do it in half an hour. The place is still here. You can ask Prime Minister Liu to come with us. To two people.”
Xing Tian couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, and he was a little confused as to what Zhang Xiu was up to.
Obviously he can't deal with him alone, but if Xiang Liu is added to the mix, can Zhang Xiu's chances of winning become even better?
Or maybe Xiang Liu is simply Zhang Xiu's secret agent on the devil's side, and will betray him at the critical moment...
This is not possible. After Xiang Liu was suppressed by Dayu, he only wanted to take revenge on mankind. It was impossible for him to join Zhang Xiu.
Being brainless, he really couldn't figure out what Zhang Xiu was doing, so he simply stopped thinking about it and kicked the ground hard with his big feet without shoes, raising a puff of smoke and dust and heading straight for Xiang Liu's lair.
After sending Xing Tian away, Zhen Yuanzi asked Zhang Xiu curiously: "Have you found a way to deal with Xing Tian?"
Zhang Xiu narrowed his eyes and said, "Judging from Xingtian's reaction just now, the Emperor's sword can hurt his body. When the time comes for you to deal with Xingtian with the sword, the outcome should be 50-50."
"My real purpose is to trick Xiang Liu into coming and killing him!"
Zhen Yuanzi said worriedly: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Although Xiang Liu is not as physically strong as Xing Tian, he is no easier to deal with than Xing Tian."
Ying'er approached Zhang Xiu with a worried look on her face and said: "Zhang Xiu, you have to be careful, you are our backbone. Just in case, otherwise, before the decisive battle, you tell me where the treasure is stored, so as not to We couldn’t find the money when we needed it.”
Zhang Xiu looked at Ying'er who was so "sensible" and showed a gratified smile: "Ying'er, you are not young. It seems that it is time for me to prepare."
When Ying'er saw something going on, her eyes immediately lit up with excitement: "Have you finally figured it out and are you ready to let me inherit the inheritance?"
Zhang Xiu smiled kindly: "I mean you are now a grown man. It's time to prepare for your funeral."
Ying'er's eyes suddenly widened: "..."
No, I'm still a child! !
(End of chapter)
