Chapter 362 Xu Xiaoshou: I Should Do Something...

The full moon is high in the sky.

No one in Tiansang City can sleep tonight.

Even if they are far away, the intermittent roar of the void still makes people look up.

The prelude to the battle has just begun, but the intensity of the battle is shocking.

"What happened today? A wave of throne battles during the day affected an area of ​​ten miles, causing heavy casualties. Now it comes again?"

"Looking at this situation, the situation tonight is even worse than that during the day!"

Those who are close and can see clearly are all nervous, and they don't look like watching the excitement at all.

If there is an occasional throne battle, it is an embellishment of life for these guys who are usually bored.

Even if this embellishment has a little risk, they are happy to join in the fun.

But two throne battles in one day...

This has completely transcended the scope of embellishment.

This is the name of the King of Hell!

Whoever gets close will die!

When life and safety are threatened, who cares to join in the fun?

Being able to stay away from this place without dragging your family is an absolute trust in the security of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Tian Sang City, it's not peaceful anymore..."

Everyone sighed in their hearts, but Xu Xiaoshou seemed a little lonely in the battle.

He found that after Xin Gugu held everyone back, he seemed to become... quite bored?

Looking down at the tense crowd in Zhang Mansion below, the six thrones that were fighting fiercely not far away...

Xu Xiaoshou almost cheered for them from behind!

He forced himself to resist the urge, and his "perception" spread, knowing the movement here, and estimated that it had attracted many strong people.

"I should do something."

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but have this thought in his heart.

Just when this idea was born, the sword energy left by the sloppy uncle on his dantian suddenly jumped.

"Huh?"

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised.

This thing actually conveyed a war-eating idea to him!

"What the hell? This sword thought... is it conscious?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened, a little shocked, but his heart was burning with passion.

If he could really call upon the power of this sword thought, he might only need to strike out with one sword to really stop these guys who couldn't stop fighting.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou immediately took out the "Cangku".

The brand new "Cangku" seemed to have burst into life again after that double cultivation.

This was originally a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, but under Xu Xiaoshou's tossing, it almost rotted, and even the grade dropped to the tenth grade.

But the foundation is still there, just a sword observation and re-cultivation, it has returned to the peak.

Even under the sword's contempt, the edge is even more sharp than before!

Xu Xiaoshou no longer hesitated, and his eyesight was full, and he looked at it immediately.

"Zangku" trembled with a buzzing sound. Having experienced the sweetness of dual cultivation, it already knew what Xu Xiaoshou was going to do...

The sword handle tilted slightly, as if shyly looking aside.

However, when Xu Xiaoshou grasped it, the "Zangku" sword suddenly straightened up, and it was stretched straight, just waiting for the visit of that fascinating gaze.

"The Art of Watching Swords" was activated, and Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were filled with sword intent.

Having already had this experience, he was familiar with it and successfully built a bridge between the sword and the person.

A faint white mist seeped out from "Zangku".

At this moment, the world suddenly changed.

In the shocking change of the void, it turned into countless miniature swords. These tens of thousands of small swords were lightly erected, and the sound of the swords could be heard throughout the ten-mile long street!

"Buzz——"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were raised, and the sword energy instantly passed through Zangku and pierced into his body.

"Hmm!"

Having experienced a painful experience, he was already fully prepared mentally. This time, he gritted his teeth and endured, and actually forced himself to let the terrifying sword energy pierce into his body.

Fingertips, wrists, forearms, elbows...

The sword thought swam through little by little, and every time it went in, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be cut by the sword.

But the sword thought energy that remained in the body, after the pain, turned into a cold sword intent and merged into his body.

A sense of becoming stronger that could be seen with the naked eye was born in the place of pain!

Even if he had entered the body of a master, Xu Xiaoshou still clearly felt this strong change.

"The Sword Viewing Classic is so strong?"

"This change..."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought of the masked man's sword body that was like a broken lotus root.

Could it be that if the situation continued to develop like this, he could also cultivate similar skills?

He was secretly surprised.

Not only him, but this shocking change in the world also shocked the six people in front of Xu Xiaoshou.

The cold sword intent in the void, along with Xu Xiaoshou's shaking body, turned into a sword tide that rose and fell, and the fragmented and surging sound of the sword made people's scalps numb.

"Sword cultivator?"

Zhang Zhongmou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was horrified, "This guy is actually a sword cultivator?"

Before, "Tianyuan Wushan" was pinched, and he couldn't call it back, so he came to the concept that the man in front of him was a throne body.

But at this moment, the tens of thousands of void swords in front of him were about to slap him on the spot, slap him hard, and tell him: You are wrong!

"Not only a sword cultivator, this guy is also an ancient sword cultivator?"

The faint sword thought gave Zhang Zhongmou a sense of déjà vu.

When he was young and frivolous, he also traveled around the continent and visited various unique skills.

But the sword of the East Region really broke his youthful arrogance and ignorance.

Among the few sword cultivators who had defeated him, there was one who also possessed a similar ability.

"Sword Thoughts..."

Zhang Zhongmou's expression was filled with memories.

At that time, this man was not yet famous, but a sword and a man still defeated him.

Soon afterwards, this man suppressed half of the Eastern Region and established a terrifying sword dynasty.

Chanyue Immortal City!

It was only after this that Zhang Zhongmou learned that the unknown guy who defeated him at that time was actually the only disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal.

Loneliness.

"So... this guy is from Canyue Immortal City?"

Zhang Zhongmou looked at the young man who was comprehending the sword in front of him, and was only slightly distracted for a moment, and was directly blown away by a blood column of Xin Gugu.

"Stop, stop."

Xu Xiaoshou could not hold it back any longer, and endured the pain, gradually forcing back the sword thoughts that had wandered to his shoulders.

He originally wanted to use the "Sword Viewing Technique" to trigger the sword thoughts above his dantian, and if he was lucky, he would fly out directly.

In this way, the time bomb in the body can be discharged.

This sword thought seemed to be meant to seduce him to practice, and it only moved in the early stage.

As soon as Xu Xiaoshou moved, it stopped and completely lost its sound.

"Being deceived?"

Without thinking too much, Xu Xiaoshou held the "hidden pain". He couldn't hold on any longer and had to release the sharp power in his body.

It must be said that once the sword thought came out, combined with the celestial phenomenon of the ten thousand swords moving with the words, Xu Xiaoshou's words were really quite deterrent.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten thousand swords in the void moved, and the six people in the field stopped fighting.

Zhang Taiying's eyes condensed, and he looked at the sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand with some surprise.

A ninth-grade sword, so powerful?

After realizing that this guy might not be simple, he had put away his rage.

If they really had to fight, they couldn't fight at the gate of Zhang's house, otherwise, the Zhang family would suffer the most in the end.

"Sir, what do you want to do?" Zhang Taiying asked coldly.

"What do you want to do..."

Xu Xiaoshou's hand holding the sword couldn't stop shaking, his lips turned purple, and he finally forced the sword thought into his palm.

"Can't release it. Although this sword energy is strong for me, it is a blow that can expose my strength to the throne."

"Must put it away!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes flashed, and he thought of Yuanfu.

He moved his hand and was about to launch the sword thought into the chaos.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the sword thought above Dantian suddenly started.

A wisp of breath shot out, directly tearing a bloody path in the body, and then suddenly merged into the sword thought that Xu Xiaoshou cultivated in his palm.

"Ah——"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted directly on the spot, and in the confused eyes of everyone, "Hidden Bitterness" suddenly hardened.

Swoosh!

A silver light cut through the sky, and the bright color directly ignited the sky.

This sword strike was like a galaxy torn apart, and everyone was shocked.

"Swish, swish, swish--"

At the same time, tens of thousands of space swords suspended in the void swept together.

The ten-thousand-foot sword wind blew across Zhang's mansion, silently.

The next second.

Boom!

The top of the Sutra Pavilion fell diagonally, split in two.

The barrier of Zhang's mansion was bombarded, and smoke filled the courtyard!