The Most Powerful Young Man

Xu Kuangge stood there, looking at the girl in front of him, and everyone looked at them.

Even Xiao Yao had a look of doubt in his eyes.

In fact, before that, he had noticed that there was a torrent surging above the top of the Twelve Peaks, and there were masters standing.

What surprised him even more was that he couldn't judge the opponent's strength.

It is now judged, far above him.

Well, that's probably the only way to judge.

He had heard the name Xu Kuangge from his childhood monk Xu Suguan's mouth, but he didn't expect it to be on the Twelve Peaks all the time.

He couldn't even understand what the Yunxiao Palace painting fan had to do with this Xu Kuangge, there was another sentence on his lips, seven hundred years.

Is the painting fan more than 700 years old this year? Obviously impossible, but since this is the case, how can there be such a scene now?

Bai Qimei's eyes turned red again.

Special, isn't this your own person?

Didn’t you say good teammates?

Why did he kill his own disciple from the Celestial Palace in the end? What's this? Anyway, the current Bai Qimei had a stunned expression on his face, and he couldn't understand Xu Kuangge's intentions at all.

He shouted at Xu Kuangge: "Xu Kuangge, what do you want to do?"

Xu Kuangge was holding the fan and looked at his eyes with white eyebrows, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at Bai Qi eyebrows.

"What do I want to do, do I need you to teach?" Xu Kuangge asked, looking at Bai Qimei.

When Bai Qimei came into contact with Xu Kuangge's gaze, his back suddenly became cold, and a feeling of awe suddenly appeared in his heart.

Even if it was just a look, Bai Qi's eyebrows trembled, and he quickly avoided Xu Kuangge's gaze, his forehead was already covered with a dense layer of sweat.

With his hands behind his back, he was also trembling slightly, and his waist was bent subconsciously.

It seems that only in this way can one appear humble enough.

Now Bai Qimei is becoming more and more curious about what kind of cultivation level Xu Kuangge is, and why he can bring such pressure to himself.

Even breathing can feel under pressure.

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable!

Xu Kuangge laughed, turned his face and looked at the painting fan again, his eyes were still so affectionate, and only when he looked at the painting fan could people around him feel the pressure instantly dissipate.

"Before I owed this old man a favor, and said that when they were in distress, I would take action." Xu Kuangge said with embarrassment looking at the painting fan.

The painting fan stared at Xu Kuangge, looking at Xu Kuangge, and asked, "What about now?"

Xu Kuangge whispered: "I don't know now, isn't this to discuss with you?"

"No discussion!" Painted Fan said, pinching his waist, "I'm so skilled, have you all started to play awe-inspiring with me?"

Xu Kuangge quickly rubbed his nose and shook his head: "That's what I said, how dare you?"

After speaking, he turned his face and looked at Bai Qimei, and asked: "I can help you with one sword, only one sword, and then whether you can block it depends on your good fortune, how?"

The expression on Bai Qimei's face looked a bit solemn, and he didn't understand what Xu Kuangge really wanted to express.

After Xu Kuangge said this, he turned his face to look at the painting fan, and said, "How can I say that I am also a man. Would you please give me some face?"

Painting Fan just sneered.

"Just a sword, I promise not to hurt him." Xu Kuangge continued.

Painted Fan sighed and turned to look at Xiao Yao, asking for his opinion.

Xiao Yao thought for a while, but nodded.

Xu Kuangge smiled and said, "Have you seen it? No one has any comments."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Fan glared at him.

He quickly chose to silence.

Xiao Yao took a step forward and looked at Xu Kuangge.

Xu Kuangge also looked at Xiao Yao, and said with a smile, "Well, let's make a bet, how about?"

Xiao Yao thought for a while and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"If you can stop me with a sword, I will help you kill all the people in Tianxing Palace. If you can't stop, leave a hundred disciples for Tianxing Palace, how about?" Xu Kuangge asked.

Bai Qi frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

Xu Kuangge turned his face and glanced at him, and said in a calm voice, "Do you think that the decision is still in your hands?"

This sentence made Bai Qimei silent for an instant.

This is actually a very painful thing for him. He is the palace lord of the Tianxing Palace, but at this point, he, the palace lord, can’t change anything at all. Even the life of the disciple of the Tianxing Palace is not what he said. Calculated.

Such a palace owner is too aggrieved in front of it.

In fact, it is more accurate to say that let alone the life of the Tianxinggong disciple, even his life is not in his own hands now.

Xu Kuangge looked at Xiao Yao with a smile on his face, and he didn't rush.

Xiao Yao thought for a while and agreed.

Even if you lose, leaving a hundred people in the Tianxing Palace, it seems that it is not a climate.

Suddenly he remembered something again, and continued: "Among a hundred people, are there white eyebrows?"

"No." Xu Kuangge said, "I know, you will kill him."

Xiao Yao smiled, smiling happily.

Bai Qi's body was trembling.

He had always thought that Xu Kuangge would be his trump card.

It now appears that it is not the case at all.

Under such circumstances, whether Xu Kuangge wins or Xiao Yao wins, he will have to die.

What is this called?

"I'm not convinced!" Bai Qi said with gritted teeth.

Xu Kuangge turned his face to look at him, eyes full of surprise.

"Who wants you to serve?"

"Yes, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Yao asked equally curiously.

Bai Qimei was even more uncomfortable.

What you are discussing now is whether my life or death is good, but there is nothing wrong with me?

Bullies are not so bullied, right!

Xiao Yao suddenly raised his hand, and once again the shadow of the sword fell from the sky.

The goal is Xu Kuangge.

Before it started, Xiao Yao wanted to ask Xu Kuangge whether the hundred people had all white eyebrows.

To put it simply, he is ready to lose.

The reason is simple. Facing Xu Kuangge, although he still doesn't know the opponent's true strength, Xiao Yao already feels a sense of powerlessness.

Xu Kuangge held the painting fan and flew out several feet away.

He looked at the sky full of sword shadows, with a gleam in his eyes.

Suddenly, he waved the long sword in his hand, a sword flew out, and a giant sword illusion appeared in the sky.

That illusion merged with the sword thrown by Xu Kuangge, spinning at a high speed, causing gusts of wind.

Sweat dripped immediately on Xiao Yao's forehead, and now he felt a surge of pressure.

"Break it for me!" Xu Kuangge yelled angrily, the phantom of the giant sword was instantly suppressed, and all the sword shadows disappeared.

"One sword breaks ten thousand swords!"

Xiao Yao's pupils contracted suddenly, and he stepped back subconsciously.

The illusion of the giant sword also suddenly shrank and became an ordinary size, but it stabs Xiao Yao quickly.

"Stop!" Painted Fan shouted.

Xu Kuangge glanced at the beauty in his arms, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I promised you not to kill him, how dare I?"

Painting Fan was relieved.

Xiao Yao immediately transported the four swords of Zhenwu, and the four swords merged into one, and a golden light rushed towards that sword.

The two sword lights smashed together, arousing a wave of air, and the air wave kept rolling, rushing Xiao Yao's body away.

Xiao Yao lay heavily on the ground, opened his eyes, and Xu Kuangge's sword had already arrived in front of him.

Hover over the tip of the nose.

"I want to kill you, it's easy."

Although Xu Kuangge didn't say that, but what he expressed now is exactly that.

Xiao Yao could only give a wry smile.

He finally saw the gap between himself and Xu Kuangge.

In this world, there is such a powerful opponent?

Xu Kuangge's mind caught up, and the sword returned to his body.

Everything is back in peace.

Xiao Yao stood up and looked at Xu Kuangge, his eyes full of bitterness.

Xu Kuangge laughed and said: "Don't think about it, don't talk about you, there may not be a few people in the world who are my opponents."

Xiao Yao was silent.

"Bai Qimei, I can be regarded as helping you, otherwise, with his strength, it would be easy to destroy your entire Celestial Palace." Xu Kuangge turned his face to look at Bai Qimei and said.

Bai Qimei sneered and asked: "Then do I still have to thank you?"

"It's not necessary. I have been on your Twelve Peaks for so long, and I owe you the favor. Now I will return the favor to you." After saying that, Xu Kuangge turned his face and looked at Xiao Yao, "What you need The last piece of jade is on the twelve peaks. Find it by yourself. Don't expect this white eyebrow to give it to you. However, since you already have the remaining three pieces, you can feel it. I believe in your strength. "

Xiao Yao nodded.

In fact, even if Xu Kuangge didn't say anything, Xiao Yao had already passed the breath of the remaining three jade pendants and felt the position of the last jade pendant.

Xu Kuangge turned his face, looked at the painting fan, and said, "We should go now."

"Where to go?"

"I don't know." Xu Kuangge shook his head.

The painting fan smiled: "Then I won't ask."

She looked at Yunxiaodian and the others, the smile on her face gradually reduced.

Finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Yao, and he said, "Hall Master, I am leaving."

"Good journey." Xiao Yao still doesn't know the story between Xu Kuangge and Painting Fan, but he doesn't need to know it now.

He only needs to know that painting fan is the person Xu Kuangge has been looking for, and Xu Kuangge is the person painting fan has been waiting for, it is enough.

Xu Kuangge brought a painting fan, and a sword appeared at his feet again, and the two imperial swords flew towards the sky.

"Little monk, help me! Reopen the fairy gate!" Xu Kuangge stood on the sky, roaring, and instantly shaking the mountain.

A white light suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yao and others. He folded his hands together and muttered: "Amitabha..."

Suddenly, his feet slammed, and his body vacated, surrounded by thousands of Sanskrit scripts, and the Sanskrit scripts merged into a golden light, breaking through the heavens.

Xu Kuangge also had an extra sword in his hand, a sword swung, and the phantoms of white cranes were layered on top of the sky.

"Today, I Xu Kuangge will reopen the fairy gate and become an immortal sword fairy!"

The fairy gate opens and the fairy enters.

The little monk sat on the ground again, closing his eyes and chanting.

"The journey of the great road is not in the sword, not in the sky, not in the land, but in me."