Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"No more?" Lin Xiao asked with a smile.

"If you fight again, I'm afraid you'll die!" Di Minghui said with a cold face.

The audience was silent, and the crowd around them subconsciously reduced the noise.

Only two people's tit for tat voices echoed in the square.

"Are you thinking too much?" Lin Xiao said faintly, "if you admit defeat, you'll be knocked down by me as soon as possible. It won't look good on your face!"

Di Minghui took a deep breath, and the white clothes were calm and automatic. Dantian seemed to have some reaction.

The great masters who watched the excitement were startled.

"Childe, this is..."

"He wants to break through?"

"Sure enough, Tianzong wizards!"

"A great master in his thirties, I dare not think about it..."

"If the childe becomes a great master, Lin Xiao doesn't even have a chance to resist!"

Lin Xiao also found something wrong. There was a force slowly growing in di Minghui's body. It was a power of internal breathing and a sign of becoming a great master.

Lin Xiao frowned.

If the boy breaks through at this time, it's bad.

Fortunately, di Minghui's internal breathing drum lasted only a moment and disappeared.

"It's still a little close..." Di Minghui exhaled a foul breath and murmured, "my thirteenth sword has never met an opponent. If Lin Xiao can take it, it may be an opportunity to break through!"

"Lin Xiao!" Di Minghui shouted, "the last sword of Feiyun thirteen swords will die if you can't take it. I won't bully you and give you a chance to admit defeat!"

Everyone became nervous and excited.

"Oh?" Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and said expectantly, "I also want to see your thirteen swords. Why don't you let me open my eyes!"

"You want to die yourself! I can't help it!" Di Minghui's mouth started to laugh.

Brush!

Di Minghui was very strange when he started. He hid the sword around his waist with the tip of the sword facing down.

This gesture looks strange.

Lin Xiao solemnly stepped back.

The simpler the fight, the better.

However, when the speed and strength of the two fight to a certain extent, the moves are particularly important.

It's vulgar Kung Fu to confuse the opponent with the change of sword moves, and it's really superb Kung Fu to kill with a sword in the front, so that the opponent knows where the sword is going, but can't resist it at all.

Choke!

Di Minghui pedaled on his toes, like a leaf in the wind, fluttering and rushing towards Lin Xiao.

The sword pointed directly at Lin Xiao's chest, as if there was a strong magnet on Lin Xiao's body adsorbing the sword tip, and came close in half a blink of an eye.

Lin Xiao's speed seemed to be a little slow, but he laid his knife across his chest like a prophet.

When!

There was a short crash between the two.

"Ah!" Suddenly someone covered his ears and squatted down in pain.

Screams come and go, all in the same action, cover your ears and squat to the ground.

Feiyun thirteen swords, the thirteenth sword will attack in the same position every time, and the powerful destructive power will be superimposed infinitely. This is the ultimate secret of defeating the enemy.

It's simple to say, but how to concentrate dozens of attacks in the same position requires abnormal control and accuracy.

WOW!

Lin Xiao stepped back lightly, turned over several somersaults continuously by the strong impact of the other party, and then fell steadily to the ground.

"What, what?" Di Minghui was a little surprised.

Feiyun thirteen swords move very fast and can complete the attack in almost a blink of an eye.

The enemy is either dead or wounded.

However, Lin Xiao easily blocked it, and there was no sign of embarrassment.

"Feiyun thirteen swords, but so!" Lin Xiao glanced and said faintly, "now it's my turn..."

Buzz!

The black awn flashed past, and Lin Xiao's magnetic knife had crossed Di Minghui's neck.

"This..." Di Minghui didn't expect Lin Xiao to stop the last sword, so he lost his mind in the battle. This is a fatal mistake.

However, the result could not be rewritten. If Lin Xiao had not been merciful, the knife would have killed him.

"You lost!" Lin Xiao took back his knife with a smile.

Di Minghui was stunned for a long time, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

The onlookers around didn't say anything. They thought Lin Xiao would lose, but they beat them in the face.

Di Minghui's name as the first young man has become history.

Lin Xiao walked back to the square and continued to shout his slogan.

"Saint, I love you..."

The last ten sentences were finished in a minute.

Nangong Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly walked out of the monitoring room and ran to the square.

The scene of a sea of people, but it is quiet and terrible.

It was not until Nangong brocade appeared that the atmosphere became hot again.

"Lin Xiao!" Nangong Jin ran to the square and hugged Lin Xiao as if there were no one else.

Di Minghui twitched fiercely from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, a force burst out of his body.

Hoo!

Di Minghui turned and left, as if desperate as a frightened bird.

Many people thought he could not bear defeat and chose to run away.

But Lin Xiao opened his eyes and exclaimed strangely, "is he going to break through?"

Several great masters looked at each other, rose and fell one after another, and tracked Di Minghui away.

"Lin Xiao! I want to tell you something!" Nangong Jin said quickly.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiao withdrew his mind and asked in surprise.

Nangong brocade hesitated for a few seconds and said, "in fact, I have collected all the six herbs you need, and I have mastered the method of expelling blood poison!"

"What, what?" Lin Xiao stared, "is it true or false?"

"It's true!" Nangong Jin pulls Lin Xiao out.

The crowd dispersed a passage and watched the two leave.

"Is she the saint?"

"How beautiful!"

The passers-by gave out exclamations.

Nangong brocade didn't feel it at all. With a coagulated look on his face, "do you still remember most of the things about going to the island country?"

"Yes!"

"Master Huiguang of Dazhi Temple gave me a secret script, in which the matter about your blood poison is included!"

Nangong Jin conceals some important information. For example, treating blood poison requires the sacrifice of a person who perfectly matches his blood, and then tells Lin Xiao everything he can tell him.

"I always wanted to surprise you, so I hid it. Won't you blame me?"

Lin Xiao laughed, "wife! How can I blame you for doing so many things for me?"

"That's good!" Nangong Jin mused, "it's not too late. Let's expel the poison for you as soon as possible, or the third test..."

"And a third test?" Lin Xiao was stunned.

"Hahaha..." the old hospital master came out with Tibetan Dao and others, and said with a smile, "wonderful! I didn't expect you to defeat Minghui. As expected, heroes are young!"

"Old courtyard master!" Lin Xiao nodded slightly.

More than a dozen great masters such as Tibetan Dao also smiled and looked at Lin Xiao with satisfaction.

It is also their intention to find a quick son-in-law.

"But..." the old hospital owner smiled, "the third test is the biggest difficulty. You should be psychologically prepared!"