Big man

"Three tricks? Hehe, Fellow Daoist Xuanming, you are very good at calculating. Well, three tricks are three tricks. However, if within three tricks, we don't have a winner, what about this Snow Spirit Grass? You don't want it!" Tell me, each will be divided in half. The old man will never agree."

Hattori Jiecuo said in an old-fashioned manner with an expression of winning but not losing.

Xiao Fan said indifferently: "Suzerain Hattori is an expert at the Nascent Soul stage. Although he has not yet recovered the Nascent Soul stage, he is still at the peak level of the Golden Core Late Stage. I don't expect to win the competition. If within three moves, If it is barely a tie, then this Snow Spirit Grass will still belong to Suzerain Hattori, and I only need a few grass seeds. The seeds of Snow Spirit Grass can also be used as medicine."

The mature year of the snow spirit grass is about 400 years, but the current plant has medicinal properties for a thousand years, so it is naturally better.Xiao Fan has an elixir garden, but there are no mature elixir, so it is also very good to be able to get grass seeds to grow.If it is planted in the Baibei area, it will be of great use in three or four years.

A cultivator can afford to wait for only a few years.

In fact, as soon as Hattori Jiecuo stood next to this Snow Spirit Grass, Xiao Fan made up his mind that he only needed grass seeds.It would be unwise to completely tear your face here with Hattori Jiecuo for a single spiritual herb.Of course he wasn't afraid, if any of the girls like Xin Linyuan Qianqian got hurt, it would be more harm than good.

However, if he directly asks Hattori Jiecuo for grass seeds, he will definitely refuse with this old guy's suspicious character. There will always be troubles, so it's better to have a discussion.

He is not sure about life and death, and there is no need for it.Only three tricks are discussed, so it is not a big problem.

Sure enough, Jiecuo Hattori heard that Xiao Fan only wanted grass seeds.Without even thinking about it, he agreed and said, "Okay. As long as you can catch my three moves without dying or being disabled, even if it's a tie, I'll give you a few seeds from the Snow Spirit Grass, that's not a problem."

The seeds of Xueling grass are used as medicine.It is completely different from the medicinal use of Xueling grass itself, and the elixir produced is far from the miraculous effect of Huayi elixir.It only works on monks below the Foundation Establishment Stage, Hattori Jiecuo naturally understood Xiao Fan's intention as he wanted to refine pills for his wives and concubines.

How could Hattori Jiecuo have the time to research and verify the true relationship between the daughters of Xin Linyuan and Xiao Fan?

Xiao Fan smiled lightly and said, "Suzerain Hattori is so confident... please!"

Hattori Suke moved his figure.Just out of the medicine garden.Standing outside on the white jade stone road, still folded his hands on his chest, without saying a word, staring coldly at Xiao Fan who came out of the elixir garden after him.

Taoist Songquan and the couple of monks were very sensible, and immediately followed them out, never staying in the medicine garden to put themselves in a place of suspicion.

Everyone came out of the medicine garden, and Patriarch Rong Tian stood the farthest.In the depths of the eyes, there is a blood-red light shining faintly.It looked extremely strange.Since entering this space, the wild aura on Patriarch Rong Tian's body has become more intense.No matter how he concealed it, it was difficult to completely conceal it.

Xiao Fan walked slowly to the five zhang opposite Hattori Jiecuo, stood still, still calm and composed.

Even Xuanming Zhenjun secretly sighed in his heart, this young man really has the bearing of Taixing real person back then, even, in terms of bearing alone, he is still above Taixing real person.

Even if it were him Xuanming Zhenjun, facing the peak level of Jindan late stage of a former Nascent Soul mid-stage monk like Hattori Jiecuo, he would feel uneasy and couldn't help beating drums.

In the world of comprehension, the gap in absolute strength is sometimes difficult to make up for with other techniques.Every realm will trap many people, and those who can truly advance to success are rare, not one in a hundred.

Between the middle stage of Golden Core and the late stage of Golden Core, there is often a natural barrier, and it is difficult to cross it in one's life.

As for Songquan Taoist and the couple monks, they were even more excited hidden in their worries.Although I really want to see the supernatural powers of these two, I am worried that if Xiao Fan is seriously injured by Suecuo Hattori, their life will be difficult.Without Xiao Fan and Xuanming Zhenjun taking the lead, they would never have dared to sing against two Jindan late-stage monks. If there is any good thing, they will naturally choose Hattori Jiecuo and Rong Tianzu first, and pick the rest before they can share. To a little leftovers.

Hattori Jiecuo looked at Xiao Fan coldly, and slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers stretched out, gradually a dazzling light flickered, condensing between the five fingers until it formed a ball of white light, which made the onlookers They all squinted their eyes, not daring to look directly.

"Shh-"

Hattori Sutsuo raised his hand violently, and a huge iron fist formed by condensed milky white light slammed towards Xiao Fan. The air nearby was distorted in bursts, with extraordinary momentum.

Xuanming Zhenjun frowned suddenly.

The old monster didn't use their unique skills of the Demon Sword Sect, but instead used this seemingly clumsy style of attack.This iron fist formed by condensed mana is not fast, not to mention Xiao Fan, even the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with the lowest cultivation level present can easily dodge it.

True Monarch Xuanming could tell that this punch had no back hand, and if he dodged it, he just dodged it.

However, this seemingly clumsy style of play is particularly effective against Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan will not hide.

This point, Zhenjun Xuanming knew it well, all the women of Wuji Sect and everyone in Maoshan knew it well.

In front of these many people, Xiao Fan will never show weakness at the first step.

Xiao Fan's appearance of elegance and grace is directly proportional to his inner fortitude and fortitude, the more elegant he looks, the firmer he acts.

Jiecuo Hattori saw this characteristic of Xiao Fan, so he used this head-to-head style of play, there was no room for opportunism.

Sure enough, Xiao Fan gave a low shout and pushed out with a palm.

A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and a shadow of a palm emerged in the void. Even if they stood more than ten feet away, everyone could feel the majestic power contained in this palm.Haoran Zhengqi, as the magical art of suppressing religion of the Wuji Sect, is famous all over the world for its powerful mana and solid foundation.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, the two huge forces collided "suddenly", and the palm shadow, which was originally not as thick as the iron fist, suddenly swayed violently.A hint of sarcasm floated on the corner of Hattori Jiecuo's mouth.

This junior looks like he has a plan in his chest, but it turns out that he is only superficial, strong on the outside but capable on the inside.

In this kind of pure mana competition, the stronger one wins, and the weaker one loses, but it can't be faked at all, and it can't be a coincidence.

But soon, Hattori Jiecuo's sarcasm froze on his face.

There was only a "bang", and the milky white palm finally couldn't support it and exploded. Before everyone could cry out in surprise, a second palm emerged from the place where the original palm disappeared, and hit again. Live Iron Fist.

A moment later, the shadow of the second palm was also shattered into pieces, and the iron fist roared forward. Xiao Fan just looked at it indifferently, neither dodging nor avoiding, not even blinking his eyebrows.The iron fist hit a few feet in front of him, and finally couldn't hold on anymore. After shaking twice, it also exploded, shattered inch by inch, turned into countless milky white spots, and dissipated invisible.

Xiao Fan's hair and clothes flew up.

The surrounding audience immediately let out a long sigh of relief. Judging from this situation, although Xiao Fan's mana is not as strong as Hattori Suecuo's, it is not far behind.In particular, Xiao Fan's precise grasp of each other's power is even more impressive.He had already calculated in his heart that after two rounds of consumption, the iron fist was at the end of its strength and could not cause any damage to him, so he dared to stand there firmly, neither dodging nor dodging.

This concentration is especially amazing.

"Very good, I didn't expect that the inheritance of Wuji would have such a trick to use mana, but this old man underestimated you. Next, how about fellow Daoist Xiao trying the old man's sword skills?"

Hattori Jiecuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a little surprise, then reached out and held down the handle of the long knife at his waist, his gaze instantly became as cold as ice.Even the air around him was suffocated, it became cold and unable to move.

"I have heard the name of Demon Sword for a long time, and I am willing to learn from you."

Xiao Fan was still indifferent, and there was no sign of nervousness or worry in him.

After all, he has already fought against Sarutobi Ishang, who was at the peak of Jindan in the middle stage. Although Sarutobi Ishang is definitely not as good as his master, he is also the authentic inheritance of the Demon Sword Sect. on the difference.

Seeing Xiao Fan's composure, Hattori Jiecuo raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered fiercely, and with a "噗——", he drew his knife out of its sheath.

Like a flash of bright lightning, it suddenly tore through the sky.

The faces of the bystanders changed drastically.

Outside the underwater pyramid, everyone has seen the demon sword of Hattori Jiecuo once, but it was at the bottom of the water, and Hattori Jiecuo was hidden in the billowing black mist, and only half of the bright knife light was seen, like a glimpse, very uncomfortable have fun.

Now that they are right in front of their eyes, everyone finds that they can't see clearly at all. The true face of the rumored demon sword can only be seen as a group of bright lights, shining brightly.It seemed that at this moment, everything around him disappeared, only Jiecuo Hattori and the dazzling knife light in front of him could be seen.

All the people present are not easy-going lamps, and everyone has seen sharp weapons, but until now, after seeing Hattori Jiecuo's demon sword, everyone finally understands what is called the real sharpness.

I believe that there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut through by this demon knife.

Hattori Jiecuo held the hilt of the demon sword with both hands, slowly raised it up, his eyes were slightly closed, and all the mana in his body gradually poured into the blade.The originally bright and glaring light of the blade slowly flowed, like a dragon coming to life, swimming back and forth on the blade of the demon blade, faintly making the sound of dragon chant.

At this moment, everyone could only see a group of knife lights that became more and more dazzling, and even Jiecuo Hattori couldn't see it.Those with weaker cultivation had to close their eyes slightly and look away slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you still not dodge or dodge?"

Amidst the glaring light of the knife, Hattori Sutsuo's cold voice came.

Are you kidding me?

This aggressive method is also used too terribly!

Who dares to face such a razor-sharp demon sword without dodging or avoiding it?

Yuan Qianqian and Chen Yang couldn't help scolding!

"Okay, let me try."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Xiao Fan's still calm voice came from the opposite side, calm and calm. (To be continued..)