That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 275

Neither of their current injuries were fatal, but they were not minor either.

Xu Beiyou has experienced many strong winds and waves, and he has suffered injuries several times more serious than this, and he doesn't care about this punch. On the contrary, the sword he gave Zhao Tinghu was the most embarrassing time for Zhao Tinghu since his debut. so hurt.

Xu Beiyou inserted Tianlan into the ground in front of him, and stretched out his hand to press his chest. It was obvious that there was a depression the size of a fist. Even if the bone was not broken, the sword bone here had to be tempered again to restore it to its original state.

Zhao Tinghu seemed to have a calm face, but in fact, there were already turmoil in his heart.

He was born in the market, and he can achieve today's achievements. Although there are many opportunities, there is no denying his own ability. He knows that his state of mind has become a little messed up, and he no longer has the initial winning mentality, and it is gone. On the contrary, Xu Beiyou was still extremely calm with his indomitable spirit and calmness under his control, and he couldn't see even the slightest bit of panic.

The state of mind is something, first, it depends on years of tempering, and second, it depends on the innate character.It is exactly in line with the Confucian sage's saying "Life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are in the sky."

If there is no tempering of the years, it can only depend on the destiny.

What Gongsun Zhongmou admired most about Xu Beiyou was his disposition, he was calm in every major event, and after several accidents, he became more and more calm.

Xu Beiyou didn't care about his chest injury anymore, wiped off the blood on the sword with two fingers, and said calmly: "Your mood has changed, I can feel it from your fist, the world always compares sword cultivation and martial cultivation The two are juxtaposed, so I think they have a lot in common. In the way of swordsmanship, how much cultivation can be exerted when fighting with others is closely related to one's own state of mind. You can use [-]% of your cultivation to push others with yourself, how can you talk about fighting with all your strength in your current state of mind?"

Zhao Tinghu smiled, "Your intention of saying these words is to add fuel to the flames, to make my state of mind completely fall? I admit that my journey has been too smooth, and my state of mind is indeed lacking, but it is not enough to such an impenetrable level.”

Seeing through his intentions, Xu Beiyou didn't take it seriously, and said with a light smile, "You really know yourself."

Zhao Tinghu snorted coldly, his figure instantly approached, and he punched out.

The power of the fist pierced through the air, and even repelled all the vitality of the heaven and earth here, forming a vacuum.

He didn't believe that Xu Beiyou could withstand his second punch. It is true that sword cultivators are number one in killing, but their physique is not comparable to the golden body of a Buddhist monk, and even comparable to a Taoist monk who pays more attention to the soul than to the body. Let people get close, but once they get close, they will probably end up with a three-step blood spatter.

It's just that before Zhao Tinghu's fist touched him, Xuan Ming in Xu Beiyou's hand had already swept away, which was actually a point faster than Zhao Tinghu's punch.

Zhao Tinghu had no choice but to punch Xuan Ming's sword hard, Xuan Ming trembled and almost threw his hand out.

Xu Beiyou simply let go of the sword and stepped back in a precarious manner.

Zhao Tinghu followed him like a shadow, and kept punching Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou was not afraid, stretched out his hand, and Tian Lan flew into his hand, allowing Zhao Tinghu's punch and sword to sweep towards his neck.

Zhao Tinghu stopped abruptly, narrowly dodging the dangerous sword.

If it was him in the past, most likely he would choose to exchange injuries with Xu Beiyou, but the current him is no better than before. Although he has not yet established a career, he has already married and has four beautiful wives waiting at home. How could he die here? !
It was this pause that instantly reversed the situation.

If the former Zhao Tinghu had the vigor and momentum of going down the mountain like a tiger, so that Xu Beiyou had to avoid the edge for a while, but after this pause, the momentum was barely there, but the momentum was about to dissipate. Exhaustion, one ebbs and another grows, since you show the trend of exhaustion, it is my tendency to rise.

Xu Beiyou tossed Tianlan high in his hands, and laughed loudly: "Since you want to retreat, how can you beat me?!"

After Tian Lan reached the apex, one in the air turned into two, two into three, and three into infinity.

I saw countless Tianlan appeared on the sky.

Jian Jiu is Jian Yu.

It rained a lot.

If Gongsun Zhongmou's Jianjiu is a rainstorm in midsummer, then Xu Beiyou's Jianjiu is a chilling autumn rain, without the intensity and majesty of midsummer, but with a depressing killing intent.

Countless sky hazes fell from the sky, some were real and some were false, some were false and some were real, they all went towards Zhao Tinghu!
Jian Jian's killing intent is awe-inspiring.

Xu Beiyou once said that he is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but he has never been stingy with killing people.

It is said that money touches people's hearts, and when this person bet on Zidian, Xu Beiyou was already ready to kill.

Zhao Tinghu's black brocade robe had countless tiny cracks, and the sword energy pierced his body directly through the brocade robe, leaving scars from the sword.

The ground around Zhao Tinghu's feet was cut into countless gullies and broken into pieces.

Xu Beiyou held Xuan Ming again, moved with the sword, he didn't care about Zhao Tinghu, he just cared about the sword himself, rolled the sword ten times with the sword, and the joy was caused by the splash of sword energy.

Xu Beiyou's sword intent rose steadily, and every time he struck a sword, the sword intent became stronger.

The battle of victory and defeat eventually turned into a battle of mental states between the two, and in this battle, Xu Beiyou was superior. With the endless sword shadow of Tianlan falling, Zhao Tinghu finally fell into a predicament. If this continues, let alone The winner or loser, I am afraid that life and death will be divided.

At this moment, Zhao Tinghu finally had to use his own life-saving means. He flipped his palms violently, then his left hand overlapped his right hand, and a golden energy surged from the Yongquan point on the sole of his foot. , to Guanyuan point, then to Zhongwan point, Fengchi point, and finally from Fengchi point to Neiguan point and Hegu point, connecting them into a line, like a golden dragon, showing the tendency of a trapped dragon.

Then his entire spine rose from the land like a dragon and snake, and even bulged upwards under the skin. The original posture of a sleepy dragon instantly changed into that of a potential dragon.

Zhao Tinghu slapped it with his palm, and a long vitality dragon with a length of more than ten feet galloped out of his palm.

This is the momentum of the rising dragon.

In addition to the father-in-law, he also has several masters. This is one of the master's methods of suppressing the bottom of the box. The style, the out-and-out martial arts technique, especially after Zhao Tinghu combined with the Xiao family's boxing intention, its power has greatly improved, and it can affect the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth when it is used, and it already has a bit of the miraculous realm of the fairyland.

For Zhao Tinghu, it was only a matter of time before he set foot on the Earth Immortal Realm.

The air dragon stretched its teeth and danced its claws into the air, sweeping away the shadow of Tianlan's sword that filled the sky. Tianlan fell from the sky after being reunited.

But at this time, Xu Beiyou's Sword Ten had already reached its peak.

The sword energy climbed up, condescending.

When he was in the first-rank realm, he once defeated two chief deacons of the Ghost and Immortal Realm in a ten-game streak with a well-prepared sword. Don't say that Zhao Tinghu has not stepped into the Earth Immortal Realm, even if he really stepped into the Earth Immortal Realm. He also has the strength to fight at this time!
Xu Beiyou slashed down with his sword, seemingly slowly, the previously invincible Qilong disappeared directly under the sword.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Zhao Tinghu retreated quickly without hesitation, making up his mind to retreat at this point, and not to entangle Xu Beiyou too much.

Xu Beiyou said with a smile: "Come when you want, leave when you want, how can there be such an easy thing in the world? Leave the sword first."

Zhao Tinghu rolled up his long sleeves, and threw the purple lightning that was inserted diagonally behind him, and said in a loud voice: "Today is Zhao who lost, accept the bet, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. See you in the future."

Xu Beiyou reached out to catch Zidian, but did not pursue.

As soon as Zhao Tinghu left, the remaining seven ghosts and immortals scattered like birds and beasts, and all the sword masters in the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall also followed suit. Stay by Xu Beiyou's side.

Xu Beiyou took back several of his sabers, handed the unrefined Zidian to Song Guanguan, walked slowly to the front of the carriage, lifted the curtain with the scabbard in his hand, and saw two faces of a man and a woman.

The man's age is extremely young, not even a teenager, he presumably is Li Shidao's youngest son.

The woman is about 20 years old, and her appearance can be said to be astonishing.

Xu Beiyou was slightly taken aback, not because of the woman's appearance, but because of the woman's identity, "Why are you?"

(End of this chapter)