The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao felt that he would soon be unable to hold it.

But he knew that he could never fall down now.

If you fall, you really fall. This old **** will never give himself a chance to get up, unless Hong Feisheng makes a move, but this goes against his original wish.

The reason for agreeing to a one-on-one duel with each other was not to prevent Hong Feisheng Liuzhezhi from getting involved?

Xiao Yao was not originally a hypocritical person, but his current thinking would even feel too hypocritical.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a wry smile.

He is also a contradictory person...

He slowly got up, standing as straight as possible.

Seeing the old **** approaching towards him, Xiao Yao took a deep breath and ignited the raging war again.

"Come on!" Xiao Yao roared, and ten thousand sword shadows hung above his head again.

Xiao Yao raised his leg and stepped forward. The moment he fell, Wan Dao Jianying flew towards the old eunuch. It was golden and looked quite magnificent.

Swordsmanship!

Xiao Yao had already used split swordsmanship before, so seeing this scene, the old **** didn't feel too depressed.

Moreover, when Xiao Yao used the division of swordsmanship before, the old **** discovered that Xiao Yao controlled so many sword shadows, but in fact the power was not very great.

With Xiao Yao's current double master's cultivation base, it was okay to deal with some immortal cultivators in the Golden Core Condensation Stage, but even just a first-tier master could easily crack it.

What's more about yourself?

The old **** stretched out his hand, and Wan Dao Jianying stopped in front of him.

There was a smug smile on his face, after all, this was a very fulfilling thing.

Seeing this scene, those imperial soldiers also applauded again and again.

Before Xiao Yao's division of swordsmanship, they really tortured them, many people died in Xiao Yao's division of swordsmanship.

But now? The people on his side just stretched out a hand casually and blocked the ten thousand sword shadows.

What is cow breaking? This is called cow breaking!

What is a boss? This is the real boss!

Hearing the applause from the surroundings, the old **** also floated away.

But at this moment, an iron sword that looked ordinary suddenly stood out from the shadow of the sword.

At this moment, the pupils of the old **** had suddenly shrunk.

When he wanted to take that iron sword immediately, Wan Dao Jianying waited for the opportunity and fell towards the old **** together.

The old **** didn't even think about it, and quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body to form a spiritual wall, blocking the sword shadows outside.

Before he breathed a sigh of relief again, the iron sword that looked ordinary and impenetrable passed from his aura wall.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it again, but the iron sword pulled a long **** mouth on his arm.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao held the iron sword in his hand again.

At this time, the old **** found that Xiao Yao had already arrived in front of him.

Before, his attention was on Jian Ying, and he didn't even notice when Xiao Yao approached.

"Give me to die!" Xiao Yao roared and roared, the iron sword in his hand turned frantically, and also led Xiao Yao's body to turn, the whole person looked like a falling off spinning in the air.

The speed of rotation is getting faster and faster, and Xiao Yao also emits a golden light on his body.

The iron sword did not pass through the old eunuch's body, but left a **** mouth on the old eunuch's chest.

At this time, the old **** also recovered, and once again realized that he was careless.

He suffered a loss because he thought he knew Xiao Yao's sword skills very well.

If he was the same as before, always maintaining vigilance, it would be impossible for Xiao Yao to hurt him.

What's more, at this time, he also realized that the iron sword in Xiao Yao's hand was very difficult. The iron sword pierced his chest and injected a strange energy into his body.

That energy could not be forced out of his body by him, let alone assimilated by his spiritual energy.

"This is... Jianyi?" After thinking of this word in his heart, the old **** was taken aback by his own thoughts.

how can that be?

Even if Xiao Yao started practicing swords at a young age, he wouldn't be able to appreciate the sword in these years, right?

Even in the world of Lingwu, from ancient times to the present, how many people can appreciate the sword intent?

The most recent one seemed to be Xu Kuangge, who was broken by a sword of 20,000 cavalry.

Who is Xu Kuangge? That is the fairy who has ascended!

What is Xiao Yao's ability to appreciate the sword intent?

Naturally, he could not think that this sword intent was left to him by Xu Kuangge.

Although it was rare, it was enough for Xiao Yao to resuscitate and slowly appreciate it.

The old **** finally kicked Xiao Yao out, this time Xiao Yao really couldn't get up.

Although Secretary Guimen can improve his cultivation level, the sustainable time is too short. He doesn't have the strength to stand up at all, and the spiritual energy in his body is still pulling away.

What's more, he is still seriously injured now, and he is lucky to be able to keep a breath.

The old **** knelt on the ground with one leg, the blood on his chest couldn't stop flowing out, and the expression on his face couldn't calm down.

It was because of the sword intent that he wanted to stop the bleeding in a short time, but he couldn't do it.

However, he still has the opportunity to struggle to stand up and go to Xiao Yao to kill him, but he knows that in that case, he might also die. The most correct way now is to do nothing and quickly start healing, even if not. Seal the blood port and slow down the flow of blood, otherwise, if this continues, you will have to bleed to death.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he has already begun to work his mind.

"How do you say this round?" Hong Feisheng walked to Xiao Yao, pulled him up from the ground and put his back on his back. With such an action, he was already familiar with the road, and it was not the first time he was carrying Xiao Yao on his back. Up.

Wu Li looked at the old **** who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, healed his wounds and bleeding, and then looked at Xiao Yao, who was lying on Xiao Yao's back, who did not know his life or death. Just about to speak, the old eunuch's voice suddenly came.

"The emperor, even if this kid does not die, I am afraid that his cultivation level will go backwards a lot, and even his cultivation level will disappear. Although I don't know what method he used to improve his cultivation level, no matter what method he uses, It will have a great impact on his cultivation, not to mention that he has received such a serious injury, even if he is healed, it will take three to five years."

After the old **** had finished speaking, Wu Li also showed a look of surprise on his face, followed by ecstasy.

"Since this is the case, take this game as a draw!" Wu Li said with a smile, "Master Hong Dao, Master Liu, Xiao Yao and Wu Wutong, you just take it away, but since it's a draw, you too I have to promise me a condition!"

Hong Feisheng frowned, and said patiently, "Let's talk about it, what conditions."

"After waiting a few days, Wu Wutong is my enemy in Beilu. This is also a matter for Beilu and Prince Li's mansion, two..."

Although Wu Li was only half of his words, Hong Feisheng already knew what the other party wanted to express.

After pondering for a while, he nodded and said, "I only came to take Xiao Yao and Wu Wutong today, but the matter between you and Wu Wutong has nothing to do with me."

What Hong Feisheng said was what Wu Li wanted to hear.

He laughed and said, "Since this is the case, I can rest assured, be light!"

In fact, Hong Feisheng didn't want to agree so easily.

But he knew that with Xiao Yao’s current physical condition, it was already very good to be able to stay awake. It would be impossible to continue to control the bronze terracotta warriors. Without the bronze terracotta warriors, even if he and Liu Zhezhi tried their best, they would not Maybe take Xiao Yao and Wu Wutong out.

That is, Wu Li doesn't know this now, otherwise he would definitely not be so easy to speak.

Xiao Yao also knew Hong Feisheng’s worries, so he struggled to use his last strength to put away the bronze terracotta warriors and horses. During this process, he remained motionless and did not even open his eyes. He just didn’t want to cause the terracotta warriors and horses to be caused by himself. The look of manipulation.

This hand also really bluffed Wu Li, he did not regret his previous decision.

Hong Feisheng carried Xiao Yao on his back, Liu Zhezhi took Wu Wutong and the others, and flew away together.

After leaving the imperial city, Hong Feisheng breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to slow down at all, for fear of being intercepted.

They didn't give up the way of flying, anyway, now they have turned their faces with Wu Li, who cares whether the way they fly will irritate Wu Li?

Because it was the Huahong flight, Hong Feisheng and Liu Zhezhi were also much faster. It originally took a month's journey, and the two only took one day.

Although many immortal cultivators were surprised on the road, how could Hong Feisheng and Liu Zhezhi take care of this now?

All the way to Prince Li's Mansion, Hong Feisheng sent Xiao Yao back to his room.

As soon as he walked out, Wu Wutong asked worriedly, "Dao Hong, Xiao Yao..."

"Injured, but there will be no life-threatening." Hong Feisheng said.

Hearing what Hong Feisheng said, Wu Wutong was relieved.

But after seeing Hong Feisheng still frowning, Wu Wutong immediately felt a sense of restlessness.

"Master Hong, is there anything else you haven't said?" Wu Wutong asked.

Hong Feisheng thought for a while and said, "Xiao Yao's current situation is a bit special. Even if he wakes up, his cultivation level may regress, so you should be prepared."

"Regressive cultivation?" Wu Wutong was taken aback, and said in amazement, "The old **** in the imperial city before, said all the truth?"

"Yeah." Hong Feisheng sighed and said, "If only improving his cultivation base is not enough to cause such a situation, but now Xiao Yao is still seriously injured, which has greatly affected his cultivation base recovery. As for what the cultivation level will be when he wakes up, now I have no way to make a conclusion."

Wu Wutong's face was pale.

For a cultivator, the cultivation base is really too important.

What could be more terrifying than the retrogression of cultivation base?

Xiao Yao went from the first level master to the second level master's cultivation base, how much effort he put in, but is his cultivation going backwards so fast?

Wu Wutong did not dare to imagine Xiao Yao's expression when he woke up and found that his cultivation base had regressed.

"Master Hong, is there no other way?" Wu Wutong said while biting his lip and holding back his tears.