Peerless Conceited God

She had even thought that if her father had insisted on betrothing her to him, then she would have no choice but to accept her fate. However, she had never thought that in order to live, he would actually say such shameless words.

Tang Xiaohu looked at her and said: "Miss, do you hate me?" The woman nodded her head before shaking it again. She said with mixed emotions, "Young master, since my senior brother is already in such a state, please spare him."

The two hurriedly nodded in agreement. The man picked up the ear that had been cut off, and the two of them rode their swords towards the west.

At this time, in the darkness, there were a few pairs of eyes hiding, clearly seeing everything that had happened, one of them was Ying Qianxue.

Tang Xiaohu leaving in a hurry made her suspicious, so he followed him from afar. With her concealed methods, he was not discovered.

She had seen all of Tang Xiaohu's actions. Regarding the rumors in the outside world, she had a new version of it in her heart, and with a flash, she disappeared into the darkness. At the same time, the other people who were watching the fire on the other shore all left as well.

The night would not be quiet.

Tang Xiaohu frowned, he did not want to be nosy, and with a flash, he hid in the darkness, preparing to return to the tavern.

Suddenly, he felt something behind him. He turned around and saw a shadow flash by. Then, when he looked back, there was no one behind him.

Tang Xiaohu was secretly shocked, such a powerful movement technique, to be able to do this, meant that the opponent's cultivation was definitely unfathomable, at least it was Returning-to-elemental Realm, but such an expert, should not be so wretched.

Tang Xiaohu stood still and closed his eyes, the Blood Evil Spirit in his hands rang out, releasing a buzzing sound, and in the dark night, a human image appeared out of nowhere, suddenly left and right, suddenly forward and back, surrounding Tang Xiaohu and constantly changing positions, occasionally releasing gloomy laughter.

"Come on, come catch me."

"Useless! Quickly use your sword to kill me!" The voice revolved around Tang Xiaohu in the air, and did not dissipate for a long time.

Just then, Tang Xiaohu moved, he suddenly turned, his sword slashed out, a blood light flashed, it was as fast as lightning.

Just as he was about to slash on the figure, he suddenly disappeared and appeared to Tang Xiaohu's left.

"Come on, let's continue."

Tang Xiaohu snorted coldly, and slashed towards the left, but that figure's speed was simply too fast. Before the sword light even arrived, he was already at Tang Xiaohu's right side, and continued to use his provocative tone to provoke him.

"Useless, can you strike a little faster?"

Tang Xiaohu was furious. No matter what kind of ranker the other party was, if they wanted to humiliate him, they would make him pay the price.

The sword slashed out. This time, Tang Xiaohu did not even move, he only moved the arm holding the sword a little, and like that, his speed increased greatly. The sword almost slashed onto the figure's body.

"Idiot, the speed at which you attack is still too slow."

Tang Xiaohu snorted, and slashed out with his sword, still lacking in power by a bit, and said: "It doesn't matter what abilities you have, if you have the guts, come out and compete with me."

"What a joke, you can't even touch me, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"

Tang Xiaohu did not say anymore, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster, a blood light burst out, although it did not hit the figure, the powerful destructive force had made the surrounding area into a mess, the sword marks were everywhere, and there were ruins everywhere.

The figure continued to ridicule, but Tang Xiaohu did not take it seriously, at this time, he was moving faster and faster, and had already entered into a special realm, the chance he had at the God Destructing Temple's Divine Weapon Pavilion, Sword Intent.

Yes, Tang Xiaohu was trying to comprehend the sword intent, and the familiar feeling became more and more obvious. Boom!, an old man's thought was transmitted to his mind, and when Tang Xiaohu was holding the sword, his Qi had undergone a huge change, as if he was holding onto nothing, as though he was just a sword, a sword that could move as he wished. Although he was only comprehending the elementary sword intent, his speed was more than twice as fast as before, and his might was also quite a bit stronger.

The figure seemed to be talking to himself in surprise: "What? He comprehended the sword intent so quickly?"

While speaking, Tang Xiaohu suddenly turned and slashed over. "hematochezia."

All of this happened in a single thought. Furthermore, the shadow's mind had suddenly wandered. This time, his Qi was successfully locked on, making it impossible for him to dodge this strike.

He was useless, he actually wanted to use his bare hands to block Tang Xiaohu's sword, how confident was he?

Just like that …

The blood-red streak had already appeared less than ten feet in front of him. He pushed out his palms, and a stream of spiritual energy broke through them. It formed a thick spiritual energy wall in front of him.

"Bang!"

The blood rainbow and spirit energy wall clashed against each other, and after a moment of stalemate, the blood rainbow and spirit energy wall dispersed at the same time, and for the first time, Tang Xiaohu suffered the backlash. He retreated a few steps, his face was pale and his palm was numb, and the person also retreated half a step, exclaiming: "What a tyrannical sword technique!"

With a flash, he appeared in front of Tang Xiaohu, and because of that, Tang Xiaohu could clearly see his true face.