The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world.

Chapter 612: Death of Xiaoyao Hou

Lian Chengbi and Xiaoyao Hou fought three swords, but neither of them had the upper hand.

Xiaoyao Hou has a low center of gravity and agile movements, moving back and forth like a big monkey. The soft sword in his hand also has strange sword movements, with some shadows of the Hainan Sword School, but it is more tricky and difficult to defend against.

Compared with his, the young master's swordsmanship is really like that of a child.

Xiaoyao Hou himself is a master of martial arts, has incredible speed, and has a natural advantage in body shape. No wonder he was able to defeat Hongying and Lvliu within 200 moves.

If Lian Chengbi had not shown weakness to the enemy and used the fastest sword-drawing technique, it would have been impossible for him to break their sword-controlling technique with just one move.

Lian Chengbi could see that if Xiaoyao Hou was not afraid of his Heavenly Fairy, his attack would have been even more fierce.

This is the benefit of having a big move.

Just like Guo Songyang was afraid of Li Xunhuan's sword attack, he could only exert 80% of his strength in the decisive battle with him, and his flaws were revealed when he switched his moves.

Xiaoyao Hou's martial arts skills are not as good as Lian Chengbi's. He is afraid and it is difficult for him to display his unique martial arts skills.

Lian Chengbi broke his first move of favorable timing, location and people, and was now invincible.

"Shh!"

Xiaoyao Hou's swordsmanship is both tricky and fast, and Lian Chengbi's best skill is also swordsmanship.

But he did not fight fast with fast. Instead, he used the Dongyou Sword Technique, Liuxu Sword Technique and Huifengwuliu Sword Technique to use stillness to overcome movement and respond calmly.

To outsiders, the battle between the two men was like a giant macaque circling around a willow tree.

The giant macaque jumped up and down, and his speed was obviously very fast and his jumps were very beautiful, but no matter how he changed his moves, he was always faced with dense willow branches and catkins, and could not get close to the willow tree itself.

The willow branches may seem loose, but as they sway in the wind, there are no gaps between them.

Lian Chengbi swung his sword back, nearly cutting off Xiaoyao Hou's high crown, and said with a smile, "Do you still think I don't dare to fight you?"

Xiaoyao Hou's face turned green, and he exhaled and said, "But you are still afraid of the large number of people in the Tianzong."

"What's the use of having so many people? We can't put them in the sun." Lian Chengbi said, "For example, how many people are left in Tianzong now?"

Xiaoyao Hou stabbed three times with his sword, and when he saw Lian Chengbi make a sword finger with his left hand and step back slightly with his right foot, his heart skipped a beat and he turned over and changed direction.

"Are you trying to trick me?" Xiaoyao Hou took a breath and said harshly.

"You are dead today, leaving behind the ownerless Geshu treasure and the mysterious Tianzong, isn't it a pity?" Lian Chengbi said with a smile, "What do you think of me? Am I qualified to take over as the leader of the Tianzong?"

"You deserve to die!" Xiaoyao Hou shouted angrily, but his footsteps did not stop at all. At the same time, he focused on Lian Chengbi's wrist, and drew a diagonal line with the soft sword, piercing Lian Chengbi's elbow.

"Since you are not going to hand over the treasure to Tianzong, what about those beauties you collected?" Lian Chengbi turned his arm slightly and continued to smile, "Where did you hide those beauties in Doll Villa?"

Anger blazed in Xiaoyao Hou's eyes.

"Don't you think that those beauties are more suitable for me than you?" But Lian Chengbi didn't seem to notice it at all. "Sometimes I think you collected those beauties just to save me trouble."

Lian Chengbi said sincerely, "Wugui Villa is located in the south of the Yangtze River. It is a large place with good facilities. It is the most suitable place for them. Since you are also a person who loves beauty, how can you bear to let them live in the mountains?"

Blood suddenly appeared in Xiaoyao Hou's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and didn't even say anything.

Lian Chengbi practiced Mingyu Gong, and his internal Qi was so perfect that he could even speak and breathe in the fierce battle, which was similar to Huo Tianqing's Tianqin internal energy.

However, although Xiaoyao Hou's internal strength is high, he does not have this ability. As long as he speaks and his breath is interrupted, his body movement will definitely be slow.

"Why don't you dare let them go?" Lian Chengbi asked curiously, "Don't worry, the whole world will know that you are a dwarf, so you don't have to worry about keeping it secret."

Xiaoyao Hou's mouth was grim. "Unless you are worried that they will reveal your secrets?" Lian Chengbi said sincerely, "You don't have to worry about this, because your beloved disciple has already confessed everything."

Xiaoyao Hou's eyes were bloodshot, the internal energy surged, and his body moved three times faster.

"Lian Chengbi, you are going to die!" Xiaoyao Hou's eyes were bright and he laughed grimly, "And I also want to thank you for bringing Shen Bijun here to enrich my harem!"

After Xiaoyao Hou finished saying this in one breath, he rolled towards Lian Chengbi's feet.

His body swayed and the tip of his sword wavered.

The next moment, the soft sword in his hand turned into afterimages, and the sword came out from countless strange angles, and in an instant, more than a dozen sharp sword flowers were stabbed out, making it impossible to tell where the tip of the sword would land.

This sword alone almost has the charm of a fairy from heaven.

It’s just that Ye Gucheng’s Fairy from the Sky is a dazzling and gorgeous sword fairy, while Xiaoyao Hou’s sword is like the vicious and strange evil sword fairy.

He was confident that with his natural physique and lightness skills, he could barely avoid Lian Chengbi's Flying Fairy, and then pierce Lian Chengbi's chest with the sword in his hand.

But Lian Chengbi did not use the Flying Fairy from the Sky.

The sword skills in his hand were no longer soft, but suddenly became simple, direct and effective.

A sword is a sword, with a sharp cold light and without a trace of emotion, it pierced through Xiaoyao Hou's sword net withering all the sword flowers he danced out.

Xiaoyao Hou felt his heart and soul tremble and his whole body was cold, as if he was naked facing a sword that pierced the sky and the earth.

Then, just when Xiaoyao Hou wanted to fly away, he found that although his mind was moving, he suddenly could not move.

The sound of the wind grew longer.

The leaf fall has slowed down.

The fighting and collision in the distance became blurry.

But the only thing that remained unchanged was the sword stabbing at his throat.

Xiaoyao Hou's eyes were bloodshot and he tried to break free.

But after being angered several times in a row, going through fierce fights, and facing multiple clashes with Lian Chengbi's peerless swordsmanship, his energy and spirit were all depleted and it was difficult to concentrate.

"Crack!"

The long sword pierced into Xiaoyao Hou's throat, and then was suddenly pulled out, bringing out a few drops of blood that sprayed on the falling leaves flying around.

The wind whistled, blowing across Xiaoyao Hou's slightly cool neck.

Xiaoyao Hou stared at the tip of Lian Chengbi's sword, as if he couldn't believe that he had been defeated.

But he quickly looked at Lian Chengbi, with a hint of mockery and sarcasm in his eyes, and said with difficulty, "You...you will never...get it..."

Lian Chengbi moved closer to Xiaoyao Hou, "So Ge Shubing will take over your Tianzong?"

Xiaoyao Hou's breath stagnated, he was dumbfounded, and disbelief was in his eyes.

Then he heard Lian Chengbi laugh softly, "The location of your Doll Villa was not revealed by me, nor by your female disciple. Guess who leaked it?"

Xiaoyao Hou glared at Lian Chengbi with a hint of anger in his eyes, which then turned into self-mockery, and then he fell down and died.

(End of this chapter)