Hey ha...hey ha...

Under the moonlight, ten figures were besieging Xue Shaohong.

This is He Lishou's masterpiece. He agreed with Dexue Shaohong that he would not use spiritual power, sword energy, star flame, and fight instinctively based on his physical body alone.

Ten people beat one, and they were already full of energy. They must beat Xue Shaohong, especially a few guards. They were very excited. Who was that? The Legend of Jiankui Bai, an unparalleled genius. If he could beat him up, he would be boasted by the outside world in the future. Thinking about Jiankui Bai Jianxuan, who was blown by us in the secret realm of Nanxue, was so majestic.

It's just that the idea is perfect, the reality is cruel.

Ten people fought together to fight Xue Shaohong. In the first battle, they didn't even have thirty rounds, and were all knocked to the ground by Xue Shaohong.

This hit their confidence. Jiankui is Jiankui, an unparalleled legend. However, he knows shame and then braves. The second time he fights together. This time he has made great progress and has survived more than fifty moves.

Along the way, everyone didn't know how many times they had fought, but every time they fought, their strength would improve a little, so they fell in love with the battle. As long as they recovered completely, they would start the battle. So far, they could fight more than a hundred moves.

But they didn't know that Xue Shaohong deliberately asked them to do so, otherwise they would explode with all their strength, and it would probably be enough for him to punch him.

After 112 rounds, ten people were beaten to the ground by Xue Shaohong.

"Come on, try to hold on for a while next time." Xue Shaohong encouraged everyone.

He Li was so tired that he was panting and said, "Old Bai, you monster, Ling Yuan is not strong anymore. His physical strength is so strong that we even let one hand and don't want to live anymore."

Everyone realized that Bai Jianxuan had only one hand and fought with his body alone. Bai Jianxuan hammered them like one hand, and he really couldn't live this day.

He Lishou said, "There is no hurry to do this. When Lao Duan and the others come, they will have a chance. At that time, we must repay this guy hard to vent my ruthlessness."

Yang Wenxuan bluntly attacked: "Maybe we don't have a chance either. Jian Kui's physical strength is too strong. I'm afraid even Mr. Yun can't stand his fists."

"No, I also want to strengthen my physical strength."

He Lishou said, stood up, returned to the bonfire, and said, "Old Bai, why is your physical strength so strong? Just relying on your strength, you have surpassed the ninth level of the Chaoyuan Realm. Teach me, I will become stronger."

Xue Shaohong nodded and said, "No problem. I practiced before, using Huntiedun. At that time, I had the ability to absorb Qi realm. I practiced with Huntiedun every day until I was so tired that I could not stand up. Let people use the power of artistic conception to temper the bone marrow, use Xingyan to train their physique and cleanse the body of the marrow. Lao He, I can help you."

He Li's hand trembled, waved his hand and said, "No, no more."

Whether it is artistic conception to quench bones or marrow cleaning of astrology, that feeling is better than death.

Xue Shaohong looked at Yang Wenxuan and said, "If Brother Yang practices like this, he will definitely have some luck."

He Li patted Yang Wenxuan on the shoulder and said in a voice transmission: "Big man, if you are mingling with Lao Bai, you will feel that there are many benefits. Do you know? I was only in the eleventh level of the innate realm two or three months ago, but now, the seventh level of the Chaoyuan realm are all given by Lao Bai."

He Lishou understood that Xue Shaohong fell in love with this big guy, so of course he pushed him secretly. Besides, this big guy is very good, he likes him very much.

Yang Wenxuan said in surprise: "Young Master He, are you kidding?"

He Lishou said, "You can go and inquire about this matter. The Blood-Breaking Soul is very strong, right? But before following Lao Bai, he was only in the spiritual wood spring realm of the Chaoyuan realm."

In order to fool him, He Lishou reduced the strength level of the Blood-Breaking Soul by one level.

Yang Wenxuan asked, "Where is Mr. Yun?"

"he?"

He Lishou didn't say it immediately, pondered for a while, then said, "Big man, Lao He, I think you are loyal and honest, so I will tell you that Yun Fengchen will not be the same as you."

Yang Wenxuan frowned: "Why?"

He Lishou sighed and said, "He is the young master of the Secret Pavilion of the Star Palace, and he is different from us."

Yang Wenxuan said:

"That White Sword Xuan."

He Lishou said, "Although I don't know where Lao Bai comes from, his mind makes me surrender. Even though he is a little embarrassed, his heart is selfless to eliminate demons and protect the way."

Yang Wenxuan didn't say anything, and although he didn't agree immediately, he was already moved.

Xue Shaohong saw the two of them constantly communicating their eyes, and then knew what he was trying to do. He shook his head and said nothing. He had to experience life and death together before he could get in touch. Otherwise, it would be a huge benefit and would be criticized.

It should be because Xue Shaohong and Xue Kuang, even the somewhat lazy Lin Xiaowei was not sleeping and practiced happily. After a few days, Xue Kuang swung his sword and blessed him with one-quarter of his sword strength. After swinging the sword a hundred times, he only touched the tree trunk seven or eight times. From the original cut off the tree trunk to now, he only left a cut in the tree trunk.

This was another uneasy night. When everyone entered into meditation and practiced, a person broke through the air and woke everyone up.

"It's him!"

Xue Shaohong had sensed the breath of this person for a long time. What surprised him was that this breath was a little familiar. It seemed that the person he had met, but the time was a bit far away. Xue Shaohong couldn't remember it anymore. He fell to the ground again. Xue Shaohong saw clearly that he was not someone else, but his savior: Fan Peng.

As his body moved, Xue Shaohong had disappeared, and he cut the blood-colored bird flying in the air to the ground, and the man landed ten feet of Fan Peng.

"Boy, this person is a bit interesting. Maybe it was your appearance that affected his fortune and invisibly allowed him to understand the artistic conception of gravity." said Sword Soul.

Xue Shaohong said: "This kid dares not be greedy for merit. It is because this uncle's luck came a little late, and it is the result of his own efforts."

Jianhun said, "Boy, I will also practice the two magic tricks I gave you. As for how far you go, it depends on his luck."

Xue Shaohong nodded: "Okay!"

He Lishou and others rushed over.

Fan Peng stood up and bowed and said, "Thank you for your help."

He Li pointed at Xue Shaohong and said, "It's not us who saved you, but him."

Fan Peng turned to look at Xue Shaohong. Before he could speak, Xue Shaohong said, "Uncle Fan Peng, long time no see."

Fan Peng's eyes trembled and he said, "You are...You are Mr. Bai."

Xue Shaohong smiled: "I am Bai Jianxuan."

He Lishou was very surprised and asked, "Old Bai, do you know this uncle?"

Xue Shaohong said sincerely: "If Uncle Fan Peng had not saved him in the past, there would be no Bai Jianxuan today."

As soon as these words came out, He Li bowed to De Fan Peng.

Fan Peng felt a little sighed. He left the Fan family and entered Yunling Mountain to practice. He relied on Xue Shaohong's passing skills to practice to the innate world. He showed his power in the Yunling Mountains, tracked a spirit fox, broke into a cave, and obtained inheritance skills. He was happy to win the earth-level skills, so he practiced in seclusion in the mountains, gaining inheritance, and relying on resources, his strength was promoted to the peak of the innate world. When he walked out of the mountain, the legend of Jiankui Bai has become famous all over the world. Bai Jianxuan has become an idol pursued by countless people.

Xue Shaohong said, "Uncle Fan Peng, please come here."

To be able to meet in such a situation is fate.

When everyone returned to the bonfire, they stopped practicing. They seemed to be interested in Fan Peng because they could save Bai Jianxuan's life and were naturally extraordinary.

He Lishou asked first: "Uncle Fan Peng, tell us quickly, how embarrassed Lao Bai was when he was chased in the past, how did you save him? Lao Bai has never been defeated in front of us, just like an invincible sword god. As long as the sword is in hand, he will never be defeated. There has never been a embarrassed appearance. Ten of us, ten of us fight against him, but he is not his one-handed enemy..."

Xue Shaohong glanced at He Lishou: I would be embarrassed to praise me like this.

Then Xue Shaohong said bitterly in his heart: It’s just that you didn’t see me when I was in a downturn.

Xue Shaohong said, "Old He, you want to know, I'll tell you."

He Lishou hurriedly said, "Don't, your guy's words are short and powerless."

Xue Shaohong: “…”

Why do I feel like you are cursing? I want it

Don't beat you up.

Fan Peng said: "It was Mr. Bai who suffered a serious injury, covered in blood, and there were many small wounds on his body, hanging from the tree trunk around his waist, and a pile of blood was flowing from the ground..."

After listening to Fan Peng's description, everyone looked at Xue Shaohong, as if they learned about Xue Shaohong's miserable state. They seemed to be unhappy at all. What kind of abuse did this cause thousands of wounds to be exposed to.

He Lishou asked indifferently: "Old Bai, what did you do? You were chased so miserably? Could it be that you peeping at a girl who took a shower, right?"

They are the companions of life and death, and Xue Shaohong's revenge is their revenge. As long as it is revenge, of course, we must avenge it.

Xue Shaohong said calmly: "At that time, I was not chased by someone, but was squeezed out of the teleportation tunnel. The injuries on my body were caused by the power of space. If my master had not protected me with all my strength, I would have no bones."

Jianhun hummed, "Boy, I am not your master."

Xue Shaohong said, "No, it's true. Your old man has practiced three or four out of ten. From now on, I will walk around the world with the Iron Sword Nine Styles and ask about Master... Oh, senior, haven't you asked for advice yet?"

Sword Soul: "Sword Soul!"

Xue Shaohong: “…”

He Lishou said, "Old Bai, be mourning and following changes. One day, Lao He will avenge you."

After hearing what He Lishou said, Xue Shaohong asked, "Old He, what do you mean?"

He Lishou said, "Aren't your master dead? Your master sacrificed himself and protected you, and hoped you..."

Xue Shaohong said angrily: "What are you saying? My master is not dead."

He said to Dejianhun again: "Senior, this guy actually cursed you, do you want to beat him up?"

Jianhun said: "I was already dead, but now I'm just surviving. But boy, although you and I have inheritance, they are not master-apprentice relationships. From now on, I will be just a senior Jianhun."

Xue Shaohong sighed and said, "Abide by senior."

He Lishou said, "It seems that Master Ling should be a powerful man. He will protect you from coming out of the space tunnel and you will be fine."

Xue Shaohong didn't want to continue on this topic and said to Fan Peng: "Uncle Fan Peng, do you want to go to Yanyuan Valley too? Let's go together, everyone will take care of each other."

Fan Peng was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bai."

Lin Xiaowei, Lin Feng and Yang Wenxuan were a little tempted at this moment. Thinking about their alliance with Xue Shaohong, they were very reluctant. They were just behind and were a little silly. How could they get such treatment? They personally invited each other.

After some delay, there was still some time this night. Xue Shaohong and Heli Hand came out, and everyone else went back to practice.

"Old He, what do you have to say to me?" Xue Shaohong asked in a voice transmission.
To be continued...