"The Young Master has the twenty-one supreme sword of Shang Kingdom "Fish Intestine" in his hand. This is a magical weapon blade that many peak swordsmen want to see but cannot get! In addition, the Young Master has practiced "The Wind Tear" since he was a child. It only takes two days to fully adapt to the human body and can immediately break through to the realm of [Three-foot Sword Light]. At that time, it would be great to hold the magical weapon and be invincible?" A middle-aged man with a rat whisper bowed and looked despicable, but what he said made Xu Yiwu feel comfortable.

"Twenty-one Supreme?" Although Xu Yiwu was happy, he suppressed himself. He played with the purple sword in his hand and pretended to sneer, "It's just an ordinary thing. He is only famous in a small place like Shang Kingdom. When he encounters a fairy sword and spiritual weapon, he will be cut in half at once, and there is no reason to survive!"

"The young master is so arrogant that he can naturally get a better fairy sword!" Those who survived by Xu Yiwu were all those who could observe his expressions, so some people who held their stinky feet jumped out in time.

"Even that girl Xu Shuihan is just a woman. She will be pressed under her body sooner or later, and she will beg for mercy by the young master!"

A pretty maid gently beat Xu Yiwu's legs and kept pleasing to his good manners.

She thought the horse was comfortable to pat, and lowered her head, but she didn't know that when Xu Yiwu heard this, her expression immediately became distorted.

"I say, the young master's strength is the strongest among the Fengzhou Youth Leopard Clan generation. So what is Xu Shuihan? He is just a lowly guy with a weak bloodline. When he was born, he didn't even have the garbage in the Zhuji realm!"

"Okay, very good." Xu Yiwu flapped his head, widened his eyes, but his voice became gentle and slender, as if he was treating his first love.

But when he heard his words, the maids, slaves and robbers around him felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

They knew that Xu Yiwu's voice became gentle and slender, which meant that he had murderous intent.

For Xu Yiwu, a direct lineage with the blood of the higher leopard tribe, as long as he has murderous intentions, he must take action to relieve his feelings - this is a habit and... power they have developed since childhood under the deliberate promotion of his elders.

The maid sensitively found that the atmosphere around her was something wrong, so she raised her head carefully, but what she saw was a sharp claw with a blue light.

Expensive!

The red blood, white brain, and pink medullary were mixed together and shot out in the hall, spraying on the faces and bodies of the maids and servants, but they didn't dare to move at all.

They were afraid that if they moved themselves, they would cause Xu Yiwu's dissatisfaction and cause death.

These people's thoughts were right, because the next moment, Xu Yiwu grabbed another slave who could not suppress his inner fear and trembled all over. The blue nails that suddenly grew two inches easily scratched his brain and cut out the brain and blood inside.

The salty and filthy aura spread throughout the scene, and everyone's faces were pale as gold paper. No one dared to speak or speak forever.

"Remember to me, you are just a group of lowly, humble, weak, humans! Don't think that living in our leopard tribe is the great leopard tribe! You are not qualified to talk about the private affairs of our leopard tribe!"

After saying this, Xu Yiwu smiled at the sky, picked up a wine jar from beside him, slapped the mud, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

The mellow aroma of wine and blood were mixed together, and the atmosphere in the field was indescribably strange.

Perhaps because he was drinking, Xu Yiwu's eyes were a little turbid and confused, and he said self-deprecatingly: "That girl Xu Shuihan is better than me, I know! She is a temptation realm that is less than twenty-five years old! Not to mention a small Fengzhou, even if she is Shangguo, she is still a genius of the demon clan! Compared to her, I am a big deal! It's just that she has the light of blood and has barely cultivated to the early stage of transformation."

After a long silence, Xu Yiwu's powerful system played a role, and his eyes became brighter. He smiled, his smile was bloody and cruel.

"How can you, the young master, hear the fragility of you, the humble humans? Since you have heard something you shouldn't have heard, don't resist and die obediently."

A bloody storm broke out in the main hall of the village.

...

"Luofeng Town, Fahua Town, Shaoyang Town... That's right! The bandit leader's nest is here."

Comparing the simple and crude map and looking at the magnificent building in front of him, Chen Shaobai rubbed his eyes and finally confirmed that there was not a mansion built by a wealthy man in front of him, but it was actually a strong cave.

He gently pressed his palm on the orange sword on his waist. After a day, Chen Shaobai was already proficient in the situation of this famous sword of "Hao Cao" and would never have any stabs and slashes. He was full of confidence.

Before the Qi Quenching Realm, a sword in hand will increase its lethality. This is the law.

But now he has no big obsession with the so-called "three thousand fine crafts, five hundred water cuts, and twenty-one soul breaks". Liu Aofu has already opened his eyes. No matter how mysterious and mysterious this "Hao Cao" is, it is just a mortal sword. It just kills too many creatures, and the aura of evil spirits is strong on it, which has the effect of driving away the little demons and suppressing monsters. But as long as it is above the transformation realm, no matter whether it is a demon or a demon, it will not take this trick.

"What a pity, Haocao was used by Liu Aofu as a life sword to refine the spiritual power of the sword. When I want to break through, I have to find another sword. Even if there is no magic sword, my life sword cannot be too bad." Chen Shaobai stroked Haocao, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

[Morning body and mind] [Three-foot sword light] [Extremely changing spirit], the last realm of the swordsman is to use powerful spiritual power, body and sword to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refine it into his own spiritual power, so that he can complete the first realm of refining himself and break through to the secret realm of tempering Qi.

If you fail to break through the barrier because of the mortal sword breaking at the last moment, wouldn’t it be a hundred years of regret?!

"However, it would be much better if I could get a magic sword."

Compared with the mortal sword, the level of immortal weapons and magic weapons must be much clearer. From low to high, it can be divided into five major levels: Dharma, spirit, treasure, Tao, immortal, and five levels. However, even the lowest level of the magic sword in the immortal sword is not something that Chen Shaobai can covet now. Everything must be waited for him to show enough talent and character to let Wu Pei take a fancy to it, and enter the Qingxuan Gate before it can truly begin.

Yuehua Yin Lei Sword Qi, Dust Removal Talisman, Yin and Yang Chaos Bell, Qiankun Jade Pill...

Thinking of the flying swordsmanship, jumping the balls and killing people for hundreds of miles, all kinds of mysterious magical magic and magical pills, Chen Shaobai was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he wanted to rush in and kill all directions, and simply solve the problem, and immediately return to Fengzhou Academy.

But this idea was suppressed by him.

Zihuan City is also the main city of Fengzhou after all. It can make trouble in its margins without being wiped out. Xu Yiwu naturally has his own uniqueness. To underestimate the enemy is to joke about his own life. Chen Shaobai is well aware of this principle.

Treating any enemy seriously and with all his strength is one of the reasons why Liu Aofu admires him. Otherwise, with her arrogant and arrogant personality, she would be more likely to kill Chen Shaobai and let the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell and the Qiankun Jade Pill accompany her to sleep underground forever.

Chen Shaobai closed his eyes and cushioned his feet, fully controlled the thickness and hardness of the soles and the ground. After confirming that he would not make any sound, he sneaked in quietly like a shadow against the wall.

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