The flow of young people's singing and drinking water

Chapter 192 The Raging Sword Immortal blocks the way

"Wrathful Sword Immortal, Yan Zhantian!" Wang Tie said with a look of horror. He quickly pulled out the long knife from his waist and protected Wang Xiaoxiao.He really couldn't figure out why Wrath Sword Xianyan Zhantian was in Xueyue City, and why he attacked them.But there was only one thing he had to do right now, and that was to protect Wang Xiaoxiao.

"This is Xueyue City, do you really dare to kill people on the street?" Wang Tiehan said.

The commotion just now was relatively loud, and there were many onlookers around the carriage. Some of them accused Yan Zhantian, while others accused Wang Tie.Anyway, neither of them are from Xueyue City. Naturally, these city residents will not know their identities and just treat them as spectators.

"Smelly daddy, let's see how I fight him off." Wang Xiaoxiao took the small wooden sword, exerted force on his feet, and stabbed straight towards Yan Zhantian.

"Xiao Xiao!" Wang Tie wanted to hold her, but it was too late. Wang Tie's figure had already left the carriage.

"No," Wang Tie said hoarsely, "If you dare to touch my daughter, the Fourth City Lord will not let you go." As he said that, he quickly pulled out his long sword, summoned all his internal strength, and swung it towards Yan Zhantian. One knife.

"I don't know what I can do." Yan Zhantian snorted coldly.

His figure was still standing where he was, but the figures of Wang Xiaoxiao and Wang Tie, father and daughter, flew away upside down.

Yan Zhantian controlled his strength, and bounced Wang Xiaoxiao away with only a slight force. Of course, she was not injured.She quickly stabilized her figure in the air, and her landing posture was quite gentle.

However, Wang Tieke was not so lucky. He received a blow with almost [-]% of Yan Zhantian's strength, and the internal organs in his body were almost shattered the moment they were bounced away by the true energy.

With a "boom" sound, Wang Tie's figure hit the ground heavily.

With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.Wang Tie touched the ground with his knife and got up with difficulty.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoxiao's face showed a little anger: "You, you actually hurt daddy."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint white light appeared on the small wooden sword in her hand, and the autumn wind on the street approached her at the same time.

"This girl is incredible." Among the onlookers, an older man looked at this scene and said with surprise.

But in an inconspicuous attic nearby, a young man in gorgeous clothes stretched out his hand out of the window and smiled faintly: "You have mastered the rudiment of Sword Intent at such a young age. It's not surprising that you were attracted by him. I've passed. I'm afraid if master had known about it in advance, I would have had an extra junior sister."

In Wang Xiaoxiao's mind, she recalled the trick that Yang Ming taught her at the King Jin's Mansion in Sunset City that day.

"Without the blessing of true energy, you can do this with just your inner strength. Little girl, you are truly amazing." Yan Zhantian praised someone for the rare occasion.

"Huh." Wang Xiaoxiao didn't seem to appreciate it, she said angrily: "It's all your fault, you hurt daddy."

"Xiaoxiao, no!" As soon as Wang Tie took a step, his soles softened and he fell to the ground. At this moment, he could no longer care about so much, and crawled on the ground with his hands, trying to stop Wang Xiaoxiao.

With the blessing of the autumn wind, Wang Xiaoxiao's speed increased a lot. No matter how hard Wang Tie climbed, he couldn't catch up.

Wang Xiaoxiao stabbed out with a sword, and there was a burst of wind around him.

Seeing this scene, no one in the surrounding city dared to underestimate this eight-year-old girl; how many people in the world can do this at the age of eight? Even if there are, it is only a handful like existence.These people are all legends in the world.

"I seem to see a peerless strong man about to be born." In the attic, the young man was twisting the beads in his hands, but there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

The gap between Wang Xiaoxiao and Yan Zhantian can be described as heaven and earth.

Although Wang Xiaoxiao's sword was very powerful and looked quite intimidating, Yan Zhantian just lightly stretched out two fingers and caught it firmly.

"This" Wang Xiaoxiao was startled. She wanted to pull the wooden sword out from Yan Zhantian's fingers. She tried her best, but she still couldn't move the wooden sword an inch.

The young man shook his head: "Until a genius has grown up, he is still just a genius and cannot be compared with the strong." "That's all." The young man slowly leaned out of the window and shouted to the street: "Okay, I've seen it before!"

Yan Zhantian lowered his head slightly, slowly put Wang Xiaoxiao on the ground, then turned and left.

"Hey, who are you?" Seeing Yan Zhantian suddenly stop his hand, Wang Xiaoxiao curiously asked about the other person's identity.

Yan Zhantian didn't say much, but patted the giant sword behind him.

"What a weird man." Wang Xiaoxiao muttered, then turned to look at the young man in the attic.

He hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your help. I'm very grateful."

"Pfft." The onlookers couldn't help laughing, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that the young man and the burly man were in the same group.But Wang Xiaoxiao is thanking his enemy, such a behavior, how can it not make people laugh.

Wang Tie, who had just stood up, almost fell down when he heard this.

The young man in the attic seemed a little "at a loss" when he heard this. He straightened his clothes and said with a smile: "Young girl is very skilled. She has such strength at such a young age. I admire you. In her words and deeds, everyone is already impressed." Feng Fan, I’m optimistic about you.”

The young man's words were not sarcastic, but a heartfelt admiration.

"Thank you." Wang Xiaoxiao hugged him again, and then he quickly ran over and helped Wang Tie up.

"Dad, are you okay?" Wang Xiaoxiao said with a worried look on his face.

At this time, the coachman who had been hiding aside quickly ran over and helped Wang Tie up.

"Master, are you all right?"

"You" only appeared at this moment when he saw the parking space. Wang Tie was furious. Even though he was injured, he still raised his foot and kicked the driver.

"You bastard, why didn't I see you come out when I was beaten just now? It's better now, when he is gone, you come out to show your courtesy."

The coachman trembled with fright, got up in a hurry, and knelt in front of Wang Tie: "Master, I have an old man and a young man, and I have an 80-year-old mother at home. I can't die. If I die,"

"Okay, stop fucking nonsense."

With the help of Wang Xiaoxiao, Wang Tie returned to the carriage, and the coachman also drove the carriage consciously.

"Dad, who was that person just now? I feel he is so strong."

After thinking for a while, Wang Xiaoxiao said again: "But it's not as strong as my master."

"Um" Wang Tie was lying in the carriage and whispered: "The man just now was the Furious Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian, one of the six great sword immortals in the world."

"Really?" Wang Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully, then she waved the wooden sword in her hand and said loudly: "I will also become a sword fairy in the future and be stronger than him. In this way, I can avenge my father. ”

"You kid." Wang Tie felt warm in his heart when he heard this.

"It seems that being beaten up is not a bad thing!" Wang Tiexin said.

(End of this chapter)