Yeah.

The bench shook under the sick man's buttocks, and he stood up, glancing behind him calmly.

"Miss Yingying, what are you talking about?"

Yingying was stunned and couldn't react for a while.

"Let's go, the backyard is in this direction, right?"

The sick man took her hand, held the bird in his arms, and walked away from the battlefield with his arms around her under the stunned gazes of many people.

Very natural.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

"stop!"

The ghost-faced old man finally came to his senses.

"Being retained, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped and didn't look back. He just raised the folding fan in his hand and shook it, lazily saying:

"I am not afraid of you, but I know that your boss is not here and I am too lazy to bully you."

"If you call me again, my guards will be rude."

The onlookers were shocked, and for a moment they didn't know whether this lazy attitude was just an act, or whether it was genuine.

But combined with the sick young man's trembling when he stood up just now...

Is it pretending?

right?

"Under suspicion, passive value, +652."

The ghost-faced old man's face darkened: "Then I'll stop being polite!"

He was extremely polite and even made a point of informing him before taking action.

After saying that, he stepped out with empty steps, the soles of his feet collapsed, and his burly figure shot through the air like a lightning bolt.

"Sir, be careful!"

Yingying, Queer's pretty face changes.

The sick young master dared to look down upon the second leader of the Ghost and God Gang and turned his back to him. The two of them were as terrified of the ghost-faced old man's name as thunder piercing their ears, and as fearful as a ferocious tiger.

The ghosts and gods gang, local snakes.

Who among the locals doesn't know that this is a force established by Shen Yi in Yujing City to protect Yougui Pavilion and Aunt Xiang?

Over the years, not to mention Aunt Xiang's absence, those who dared to verbally blaspheme have been found and killed by the Guishen Gang.

Now that Auntie Xiang has returned, the Ghosts and Gods Gang has woken up like a sleeping lion, reorganizing itself and preparing for war at all times.

After all, God is also strong, and he had many enemies back then.

In recent days, there have been many people in Yougui Pavilion who wanted to cause trouble openly or covertly, but they were all intercepted in advance by the Ghosts and Gods Gang.

Not to mention the small ones.

Shen Yi himself is very at odds with Dao Qiongcang!

The Ghosts and Gods Gang knew about Aunt Xiang's return a month ago, so they held a swearing-in meeting, and were even prepared to fight against the Holy Temple - if the Holy Temple had any intention of attacking You Gui.

Now, the sick man's words directly provoked the deputies of the Ghost and God Gang. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is trying to scare the monkeys and show it to some people!

Trouble comes from the mouth...

It's a pity that such a charming young man hasn't had time to enjoy it...

The warblers and quells each had their own thoughts and closed their eyes in despair.

Then, when a shocking light of lightning struck from behind, it suddenly stopped, and a loud bang exploded on the ground.

rush!

"what sound?"

Yingying and Que'er didn't wait for the aftermath of Ghost Face's punch to kill themselves. With difficulty, they opened their eyes and looked back, only to see that the Ghost Face old man had been controlled by a silver-white sword energy at some point.

The sword energy was unstoppable and the edge was unspeakable. It broke through the second and third floor rooms of Yougui Pavilion, penetrated the dark copper-colored osmanthus wood floor below, and even penetrated the formation protecting the pavilion.

"Susu..."

Until the sawdust rolled down from the top of the head, the onlookers woke up as if they were in a dream.

"Sword Qi!"

"Ancient Sword Cultivator!"

"Yes, Mr. Xu claims to be the descendant of the Sword Burial Tomb in the Eastern Region. It is not surprising that he is an ancient sword cultivator... But when did he take action?"

Everyone looked around and saw that the sick young master had a beauties on his left and right hands, and the folding fan in his palm had clearly not moved.

That sword energy didn't come from him!

"Guard!"

"Master Xu is a descendant of Taixu, and he has an invisible guard!"

"The second boss..."

"Senior Ghost Face, be careful!"

"Be admired, passive value, +264."

"Under suspicion, passive value, +558."

"Received glare, passive value, +32."

In the sword energy, the ghost-faced old man looked surprised and suspicious.

He had tried to pay as much attention to the sick young man as possible. After all, Feng Xiao had exaggerated his resignation and described Xu Gusheng, and since he was face to face, he could faintly sense a sense of threat.

I never thought that this sick young man had only been guarding me before he took action, which was so impressive.

This "everything is a sword" hand, when he took action, he could only see half of a finger flashing in the void, and he controlled it without seeing the whole thing.

"Fluttering light!"

The ghost-faced old man let out a low roar, and his already burly body like a beast swelled, revealing the outline of his knotted muscles.

There was a faint light coming from his body, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and the white temples had turned gray-brown.

The terrifying air wave spread out like a mountain, pushing the spectators backwards and flying away, and the tables and chairs in Yougui Pavilion crackled and exploded.

"break!"

A little higher in the air, the ghost-faced old man suddenly broke through the blockade of the sword energy with his hands and body, and slapped the sick young man's back hard with his palm.

Taijutsu?!

Xu Xiaoshou's hole was slightly enlarged, and the paper fan in his hand was lowered a little.

"Yes, sir."

A dull sound spread through the void.

At the same time, a tightly wrapped figure wearing a black combat uniform and a black faceless mask appeared.

He was stuck between the sick man and the ghost face. He faced the majestic palm, raised two fingers and stabbed straight away.

"Talk."

winter!

A very muffled sound boomed.

The fierce attack of the ghost-faced old man was once again stopped by force.

Like a shadowless sword, the concentrated power penetrated the old man's body and could be seen with the naked eye, stroking the clothes from the old man's chest to his back, then tore open the clothes on his back and stabbed him, then disappeared again.

"boom!"

The ghost-faced old man looked fine, but behind him, the entire expensive dark copper-colored osmanthus wood wall of Yougui Pavilion, together with the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, instantly collapsed.

Light penetrates from the outside world.

Passers-by on the long street immediately cast their surprised glances at him.

Among the collapsed walls, Feng Xiao dazedly wiped his left ear from an inexplicable cut of blood, and his whole body began to tremble.

He was just kicked away by Ghost Face Senior, and when he came back, he almost hit someone with his sword!

only……

Feng Xiao's trembling was not because of fear.

But because after crossing this wall, he saw the person who had blasted him away before and before, that guard!

And the sick young man guarded and pointed out the sword style on the palm of Senior Ghost Face!

"Ten-segment sword fingers..."

Feng Xiao looked like he had seen a ghost, "How do you know the full version of the ten-segment sword finger?!"

In Yougui Pavilion, passers-by on the long street had wonderful expressions on their faces.

People in the Central Territory may not have any feelings about the new Seven Sword Immortals, but they are familiar with the Eighth Sword Immortals.

The ten-segment sword finger is exactly the famous stunt that Bazun is familiar with.

It is not very strong in itself, what is strong is the user's understanding of the way of the sword and the concept of successful moves of this style.

It is said that those who master the tenth level of sword fingering have a chance of understanding the basics of the second generation of sword reading.

Of course this is crazy!

But after the "fall" of the Eight Masters, the world could not find the complete version of the ten-segment sword finger, because the Eighth Sword Master was too lazy to teach his disciples.
To be continued...