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“That’s it, it’s futile to think about so many useless things, it’s better to concentrate on cultivation, and wait until your cultivation is strong enough to have the opportunity to sacrifice for the emperor.”

Yan Chixia thought to herself, placed the Qiankun sword between her legs, and sat down cross-kneeled.

A little bit of hazy fairy qi flooded his body.

Since receiving the immortal qi in the concept given by the Prince of the East, Yan Chixia did not forget to condense this immortal qi every night to gain the immortal path understanding.

“Yan Chixia!”

In front of Ruolan Temple, a figure wearing a cloak and a black night suit strode in.

“Huh?”

Yan Chixia opened her eyes, held the Qiankun sword, and slowly stood up.

“Brother Xiahou? Here you are again? ”

Looking at the person in front of her, Yan Chixia smiled bitterly and shook her head.

The person who came was none other than the swordsman who was now known as the world’s first sword in the rivers and lakes, Xia Hou!

“You are not my opponent, let’s go.”

Yan Chixia wiped the Qiankun sword in her hand and said lightly.

“Before fighting, how do you know that I am not your opponent!?”

“It’s useless to talk more, just get it done!”

Xia Hou’s eyes were shocked, and between the flips of his palm, he took out a long sword from his back.

Then, his face was calm, and he stabbed a sword towards Yan Chixia.

This sword technique is sharp, wide open, and extremely offensive, and it also lives up to his name as the first sword in the world.

However, seeing this sword technique, Yan Chixia did not say a word, shook her wrist, threw the Qiankun sword into the air, and then made a leap, jumped up, put the Qiankun sword into the palm of her hand, and attacked Xia Hou from above, a spinning stab!

This move not only evaded Xia Hou’s fierce attack, but also opposed the guest and occupied the initiative of the attack!

Xia Hou’s face flashed with a hint of panic, looking at Yan Chixia who was galloping from above, he hurriedly withdrew his long sword and blocked it in front of him.

The next moment, Yan Chixia’s Qiankun sword attacked in front of him.

“Boom!”

A crisp metal crash sounded.

Xia Hou looked at Yan Chixia incredulously.

I saw that Xia Hou’s long sword had already been fiercely pierced by Yan Chixia, and the Qiankun sword was only a millimeter away from Xia Hou’s throat.

If Yan Chixia wanted to take his life, it would be an easy matter.

“How is that possible?!”

“Yan Chixia, I can’t imagine that you sharpened your sword sharper in half a month in Lanruo Temple, far beyond my imagination, I admit, I am not your opponent, and I am not worthy of being the first sword in the world…”

Xia Hou couldn’t accept this fact and looked lonely.

With just one move, Yan Chixia chilled the back of the swordsman who was known as the world’s first sword.

This shows that the two of them are not at the same level at all.

However, obviously half a month ago, he could still recruit Yan Chixia for a long time, how could there be such a big gap now?

It’s just incredible.

Looking at Xia Hou with a different face, Yan Chixia shook her head.

“Brother Xiahou, you and I have fought for seven years, and you have lost for seven years.”

“But you are patient, I avoid there, you chase there.”

“However, after today, I believe you have also found that the gap between you and me has reached a level that cannot be crossed, and from now on, I hope you will not be entangled.”

Speaking of this, Yan Chixia was like sprinkling a handful of salt on Xia Hou’s wound.

After fighting for seven years, Xiahou lost for seven years!

And I didn’t expect that this time, I would lose so badly.

But losing is losing, Xia Hou did not say a word, turned around and retreated.

Looking at Xia Hou’s lonely back, Yan Chixia was also a little unbearable, and suddenly said loudly.

“Brother Xiahou!”

Xia Hou turned to look.

“You have a fatal flaw, and if you can correct it, the future is not necessarily inferior to me.”

Yan Chixia said.

Hearing this, Xia Hou’s face turned dark, he was a proud person, even if the other side won him for seven years, he could not accept others to evaluate his shortcomings.

But he did not speak, silently bowing his head.

Yan Chixia was obviously an old straight man, where did he know what to observe and look at, and immediately continued.

“You have wasted too much youth, your mind is too proud, your ambition is too big, and you don’t seek advancement!”

“For the sake of the so-called world’s first sword, you are too sharp and have bad intentions. The move is uncertain, the fire is too big, and the move is strong and weak…”

Xiahou Swordsman’s face became darker and darker, his fists were already clenched, and his breathing became rapid.

Yan Chixia had not yet discovered it and continued.

“Also, your sword shot is fast and inaccurate, and…”

Before Yan Chixia finished speaking, there was a roar from Xia Hou’s side.

“Enough said? Yan Chixia, don’t think that if you win me, you can wantonly humiliate me, this time, I am not your opponent, I recognize, but next time, I will definitely defeat you! ”

Xia Hou said resolutely and left angrily.

This time, Yan Chixia said that nothing could be left.

Xia Hou was full of anger, walked to the town below the mountain, and bought a whole jug of good wine.

Boldness of execution stems from superb skill.

Xia Hou drank wine while walking in the barren mountains and old forests.

This time he lost to Yan Chixia, and he was really too humiliated.

No matter how many times he lost before, he was able to accept it.

But this time, none of the tricks survived.

Taking a big gulp of spirits, Xia Hou’s face turned red, his expression was in a trance, and he walked shakily.

Soon, he lay down in front of a dead tree and drank a jug of spirits in his hand.

“It hurts… Joyfully! ”

Xia Hou burped, drunk.

At this time, he saw a white figure fluttering not far away.