Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 252 My name is Xiao Se
"Huh~~"

The old man was slightly startled. He did not expect that the person who rushed up to receive his sword attack would be Xiao Se, the only one among this group of people who did not know martial arts.

But this thought finally passed away, replaced by a kind of shock.

Xiao Se, who originally had no internal energy fluctuations in his body, was the person in front of him. At this moment, his whole body was exuding a terrifying aura comparable to that of Xiaoyao Tianjing.

"what 's wrong??"

The old man was greatly surprised.

If the opponent had internal power, he would never have been able to escape his eyes just now, but now, what is going on with this young man wielding an iron rod?

"what!"

The iron rod was like a long sword, heading straight for his front door. As the iron rod got closer, the surprise in the old man's eyes became even stronger.

Speaking of which, he seems to have seen this iron rod before. There is a very interesting organization in the world called Baixiaotang. The leader is Baixiaosheng, who does everything in the world all night long.

His weapon is also an iron rod, named Wuji Stick. According to legend, there are many dead souls under this iron rod, so it is sealed with a talisman.

The current one is the same as the one in my mind.

"Wuji stick??"

Xiao Se's hand kept moving. The Wuji Stick was a famous magic weapon in the world. It was not surprising that the other party knew him.

"Bai Xiaosheng Ji Ruofeng is your master, right?"

The old man spoke again, with a very firm tone.

Xiao Se suddenly held one end of the Wuji stick with one hand and smashed it towards the opponent. The internal energy in his body's meridians surged like a river, and the Wuji stick transformed into endless stick shadows at this moment.

"Wuji stick technique?"

The old man frowned. Xiao Se's attack was not simple. He raised his hand cautiously and flicked his fingers toward the stick shadow.

He was still strolling around like that, but his expression was much more serious than before.

The stick shadow cannot be splashed by water, and it is continuous and endless, as if it is endless.

The Wuji stick method is taken from the meaning of Wuji. When the stick is drawn out, it is boundless, endless, and has no end.

Regarding the old man's actions, Xiao Se felt a little cautious in his heart. The other man didn't seem to be the kind of reckless man who didn't know the importance, but he did not interrupt his attack.

Xiao Se, who had returned to the level of Xiaoyao Tian, ​​was quite confident in his attack. As the prince who dared to contradict his father in person, he had never lacked such things.

"Ding!!!"

An extremely harsh sound reached everyone's ears, and Xiao Se's expression changed slightly. He could feel that the Wuji stick in his hand suddenly encountered a great resistance.

The long stick was like hitting a stone, but in this situation, it was obviously impossible. His sight slowly shifted until he reached the other end of the Wuji stick. There was a finger there. No, it was two skinny fingers. finger.

"Good stick!"

The old man sighed, leaving a trace of about half a foot on the ground. He had just blocked Xiao Se's stick, but it was not as easy as he imagined. The power contained in the stick pushed him half a foot away. .

"Of course it's a good stick technique!"

Xiao Se's mouth curved, and he slowly raised his head, with a bit of contentment in his tone.

The old man was a little surprised when he saw Xiao Se's smile.

In his impression, Xiao Chuhe was not that kind of person. Although he was young, energetic and domineering, he was by no means the kind of fool who would be complacent after receiving a little praise.

But the next moment, he knew what was going on.

Perhaps it was a matter of position, as Xiao Se's tall body blocked his sight, but at this moment, Lei Wujie and Tang Lian's attacks had already arrived, and the attacks were already close at hand. "Stepping on the Cloud is indeed the best light skill in the world!"

The old man's tone was filled with admiration. Xiao Se had already come to his side in the flash of lightning just now. The two exchanged moves, and then Lei Wujie and Tang Lian's attacks came. It didn't take long. , but it explains a lot of problems.

Xiao Se's movement skills were even faster than Tang Lian's hidden weapon and Lei Wujie's sword energy. This was a terrifying thing.

Suddenly, Xiao Se's eyes emitted a burst of strange purple light, and the old man seemed to be under an illusion, staying motionless in place.

However, this time lasted very short, only three or two short breaths. Xiao Se seized this opportunity and retreated instantly.

At this time, Lei Wujie and Tang Lian's attacks had arrived, and a roar erupted on the spot. Tang Lian and Lei Wujie were still in the realm of ease. Although their realms did not seem to be high, not everyone was like that. It's Zhao Shouyi, who has cultivated the power of a dragon and elephant and is invulnerable.

Most martial arts masters, before they defend themselves, are mortal and still cannot block the sword.

"Done?"

Lei Wujie was a little surprised. The strength shown by the old man just now was not simple. He could knock Sikong Qianluo away with a single blow. As Xiao Se said, his strength was really comparable to that of the Sword Immortal.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Se had returned to Lei Wujie and Tang Lian at this time and stood in front of Sikong Qianluo.

"We'll split up and retreat in a while, I'll stay behind and take the rear!"

Xiao Se watched the smoke gradually dissipate, and the old man who still looked calm felt his heart sink.

The attack just now was just right, but it didn't seem to be very effective. The person in front of him didn't seem to be hurt much.

"What nonsense!"

Sikong Qianluo's eyes were determined, and he stood up with Tang Lian's help. The blow just now caused her to lose her strength temporarily because of her internal imbalance.

In a moment, she had recovered.

"Not bad!"

Tang Lian saw that Sikong Qianluo was fine, and came to stand beside Xiao Se. There was no despair in her words.

"Since we came together, let's go together!!"

Lei Wujie gritted his teeth, and with a flame-like aura rising all over his body, he came to stand on the other side of the bleak place.

After a round of contact, he had discovered that the opponent's strength was something he could not take chances with, so he activated the Fire Technique.

"The art of enchantment! No, just a look can bring back some unbearable memories in my heart. It must be the skill of Rakshasa Hall!! I didn't expect you to learn it!"

The series of surprises made him finally become more cautious towards the sixth prince in front of him.

"The secret technique of Rakshasa Hall?"

Sikong Qianluo was a little puzzled. Wasn't the secret technique of Raksha Hall lost when monk Wu Xin returned to Tianwai Tiandu?

Lei Wujie glanced at Xiao Se and hesitated to speak. As for the matter of Wu Xin leading his demons to Xiao Se, he knew that he could never tell anyone about it.

Tang Lian was thoughtful, but now was not the time to dwell on those things, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"As a noble grandson, you are in the realm of the free world, and you are riding on the clouds. If you want to escape, you have a high chance of success, but you are willing to come and end your relationship. This is great!"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Se said again: "My name is Xiao Se!"

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(End of this chapter)