Chapter 829: The Great Demon King Xu, the Nightmare Crushing!

Xu Xiaoshou swore.

He swore solemnly!

His original intention of accepting Xiao Jing's grip was really just not to let the ten or so masters die.

After all.

To be able to come here.

These masters have some points more or less.

Xiao Jing seemed to be so angry that he didn't even want the points and just killed people directly.

The key is that killing people here is useless!

You will still be teleported out of the Yunlun Mountains after death. What else can you get from killing people except for the unrealistic effect of relieving Qi?

Nothing!

But points are good things, how can you not have them?

With this in mind, Xu Xiaoshou chose to resist Xiao Jing's "Fire Explosion" for his own points library.

The method used was nothing more than using his fist to open Xiao Jing's palm to prevent the other party from gripping it.

But he forgot that his passive skills, which seemed to be formed, could touch others.

But others...

Don't even mention gripping!

Even touching it might kill him on the spot!

"Ah——"

A shrill cry.

Xiao Jing's face twisted in pain.

His face was pale, he was breathing cold air, and he shook his hands and retreated frantically.

Blood gushed out of his wrist like a fountain, and the only thing he could do was to wrap it with spiritual essence to prevent the wound from getting worse.

Then he took out the pill, swallowed it frantically, and stopped the bleeding frantically.

The bleeding stopped.

But the palm was gone...

Under normal circumstances, who would carry a fifth-grade Xiao Fu Tu Dan with them!

Even if Xiao Jing wanted this kind of rare pill, he had to go back to the family to apply for it and exchange it with contribution points.

He didn't bring it at all!

He never thought that he would be blown up with just this grip, without any sign!

Under normal circumstances, a spiritual refiner would have a body-protecting spiritual essence, and even in the most dangerous times, he would be alert and could give himself defensive spiritual skills.

But this grip, Xiao Jing really didn't feel any threat!

He could not even detect any hostility, spiritual fluctuations, or attack intentions from the young man opposite him.

However, his hand was gone...

It was so unusual, so abnormal, so confusing...

Hand gone!

"Who are you!!!" Xiao Jing was going crazy.

His hand holding the halberd was gone just like that.

How could he survive under the siege of more than 200 masters?

He had just obtained the Fire Source Stone and had just broken through the Star Sacrifice Realm...

Xiao Jing was originally full of vigor and thought that he had no rivals under the throne.

But suddenly such a thing appeared...

"What the hell is this!"

"Is this guy a hedgehog?"

"Hedgehogs don't have such a disgusting way of attack!"

Xiao Jing was crazy, he was mad in his heart, and he had already greeted the young man in front of him for eighteen generations.

Xu Xiaoshou was also stunned by the hysterical reaction after seeing the "missed" attack from the opposite side.

Waited for a while.

Soon, he reacted.

"Good fellow, you are only a master, you don't have the recovery ability of the throne at all?"

Having fought with the throne for too long, Xu Xiaoshou's guaranteed attack was to cover the enemy's wounds with sword thoughts to prevent the opponent's injuries from recovering in an instant.

I never thought that the trialist he met in Yunlun Mountains this time would be seriously injured even by his unconscious passive counterattack.

"This..."

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

This is too weak!

Sure enough, swordsmanship is not his strong point, but at least it is strong enough to be traced.

But if he changes his attack method, carrying this passive skill, and fighting with the major trialists in close combat...

Nightmare!

Who can stop this?

I am afraid that the nightmare that will linger in the minds of the trialists after fighting with him in the future will be this picture.

"Don't be afraid."

Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness also changed in a flash.

Soon, he slowed down and restored all his considerations to the way of thinking that Grandmaster Trialists should have.

"Brother Xiao Jing, right?"

Xu Xiaoshou said sincerely: "Don't panic, I'm not here to kill you. I'm only interested in the Fire Source Stone in your hand. You hand it over to me and I'll protect you!"

Xiao Jing was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

He looked at the face in front of him who pretended to be sincere, and he was furious: "Do you know who I am? Who dares to touch me today, let alone the Fire Source Stone, even if it is..."

Xiao Jing is the descendant of Taixu.

He is a rare genius in the Xiao family, and he also masters the virtual image.

But just as the threatening words were about to come out, the Grandmasters around him talked about it, and someone obviously recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

"Mr. Xu?"

"Fuck, why is he here?"

"Who is this person? He looks very strong in the flesh..." Some people didn't recognize him.

"The descendant of a half-saint, the unparalleled holy body, the throne of swordsmanship, the overlord of the East - Xu Deye!" The familiar person simply summarized it.

Now everyone was dumbfounded.

"???"

"So many gimmicks, are you serious?"

"Nonsense! The boss of the Eastern Xu Gang, I just escaped from the beginning of that hell mode... How did he come here, dog skin plaster!"

The discussion on the side became smaller.

When someone shouted "The throne of swordsmanship, the unparalleled holy body", everyone knew that it was over.

This is a big guy!

This is so fucking, it can't be measured by the combat power of an ordinary master!

So, now some people have begun to withdraw secretly, trying to leave this place.

Xiao Jing heard these discussions and stopped his shouting.

He has a virtual image.

But the descendant of a half-saint, it is hard to say, he has a holy image!

"Mr. Xu?" Xiao Jing asked tentatively.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "Since you recognize me, then things will be easy. I will not let you suffer. Give me your fire source stone. I am a fourth-grade alchemy throne and can help you heal the injury on your hand." He pointed at Xiao Jing's broken wrist.

The corners of Xiao Jing's lips began to twitch.

This is damn, isn't it the damage caused by you!

"I..." Xiao Jing wanted to think about it.

Xu Xiaoshou was originally smiling, but suddenly he pulled out the black sword Cangku, and put it on the aorta on Xiao Jing's neck with a serious face: "Give you three seconds to think about it."

"Chichi~"

Xu Xiaoshou did not move.

But Zang Ku moved himself.

So Xiao Jing's neck began to bleed.

"Fuck!"

Xiao Jing, who realized all this, was furious.

What kind of person is this!

How could there be such a player?

He was still talking nicely just now, but his face changed in the blink of an eye.

You should at least... give me a way out!

The key is, didn't I say that I still have three seconds to think about it, why did you start to draw your sword and cut my neck? Don't I, the descendant of Taixu, have any face?

Xiao Jing's face turned green.

Xu Xiaoshou, who realized that he was tricked by Zang Ku, also silently moved the broken sword a few fingers away, and then began to count.

"Three, two, one, have you thought about it?"

Xiao Jing was stunned.

"Suspected, passive value, +1."

What kind of person is this, why is he counting so fast...

But the unparalleled sword intent, the unmatched body, and the young master Xu in front of him fell in front of him in an invincible posture.

Xiao Jing suddenly realized that he couldn't even muster the strength to resist in front of such people.

"I admit it."

He handed over the Fire Source Stone.

Only then did he realize that the Fire Source Stone in his hand had been replaced and turned into a Spirit Crystal.

At this time, Xu Shao had already begun to look at the Source Stone in his hand.

Xiao Jing: "..."

"Cursed, Passive Value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled and took back his suffering. All this was obtained without any effort.

He stared at the source stone and sighed: "What a good thing, the fire source stone. I feel that the Tao attainments of the pure fire attribute are much stronger than the Dao pattern stone."

Liu Changqing also landed beside him at this time and explained: "The Dao pattern stone is a treasure, containing thousands of Dao rules, and is the most basic perception. It is much stronger than the source stone of a single attribute, even useful for cutting the Dao. Of course, in the Grandmaster and Throne realms, getting a source stone with attributes that match oneself is better than getting the Dao pattern stone."

Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes and said: "An old man in the family is like a treasure."

Liu Changqing's eyelids twitched wildly, thinking that fortunately the old man's Tianji technique is always maintained. Xu Shao, you can't say this, it will kill people...

Most of the surrounding masters have retreated at this time.

But there are still some greedy people who are really not afraid of death. They shouted at thirty or fifty people and rushed up stupidly.

Xu Xiaoshou drew his sword.

This time, he didn't sweep the sword energy.

The figure flickered, like a ghost.

After a charge, when they turned back again, a hideous blood hole was broken on the bodies of the thirty or fifty masters.

"Puff!" Someone sprayed blood.

"Well, what damage?" Someone covered his chest.

"What kind of speed is this, spatial attribute?" Someone was unbelievable.

The masters who were still raising their hands to accumulate spiritual energy were immediately disabled, and their faces were horrified.

Xiao Jing, who had broken a palm, was watching the battle from behind. It can be said that he was the one who saw it most clearly, and his panic was even greater at the moment.

Too fast!

He is the descendant of the Taixu family and has the top body skills.

But the speed shown by Xu Shao is not even comparable to that of an ordinary throne, and the terrifying combat awareness is hard to match even if he holds the fire source stone.

How to resist this?

Xu Xiaoshou put away his sword and returned to his original position. He looked at the masters who didn't know what was good for them and said with a smile, "You guys are really stupid. You won't turn back until you hit the wall, right? I didn't want to hurt anyone, but you insisted on rushing to end it?"

Thirty or fifty masters covered their chests and couldn't say a word.

"Cursed, passive value, +46."

"Stay still, wait for me to come back, you won't die, don't worry."

Xu Xiaoshou threw down a sentence and flew into the sky. He remembered something and looked at Xiao Jing again: "You too."

Xiao Jing: "..."

Do I dare to move?

I don't dare to move at all!

More than 40 people just looked at Xu Xiaoshou flying in the sky, not knowing what he was going to do.

At this time, the other more than 100 masters who were fleeing in all directions also rushed to a very far place.

I thought I had met the descendant of the semi-saint. I couldn't beat him, but I could run away at the worst.

Unexpectedly, when they ran to the edge of the mountain, they were all bounced back as if they had seen a ghost.

"Formation?"

Now everyone was panicking.

The formation covered an area of ​​one mile in radius, and it made such a big noise...

When was it set up?

Who did it?

Xu Xiaoshou flew to the highest point and shouted with a smile: "Everyone, don't run away. You are all surrounded by me, Xu. Go back to your original place and pay your points. I promise that everyone will only plunder once, no more."

"Suspected, passive value, +125."

"Cursed, passive value, +146."

No one looked back.

Xu Xiaoshou was angry when he saw that his words didn't work.

He raised his hand.

"Boom!"

The sword energy from all directions shot out, and a white killing shadow exploded directly on the barrier of the barrier, with a strong momentum.

"If you don't come back in three breaths, you will die!"

Everyone's heart trembled.

This momentum really suppressed more than a hundred of them.

How can the power of one person be so terrifying?

Why did this Xu Shao get here so quickly!

Those who have seen the brutal fighting power of Xu Shao, the first floor in the sky, have wisely chosen to turn around, but there are obviously many masters who have been plundered twice on the field.

After gritting his teeth, he chose to charge again!

Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes instantly and locked onto the eighteen masters, with the Zangku in his hand trembling.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The unparalleled sword energy arrived in an instant.

The eighteen masters didn't even have time to turn around and react, the sword energy slid past, and their heads and bodies were separated.

"Hiss!"

Everyone who saw this scene with spiritual thoughts was terrified.

"He's really coming..."

No one dared to be impulsive anymore.

Xu Xiaoshou held the Zangku who was shaking with excitement and began to count down: "Three!"

The word fell.

More than a hundred figures slid down and returned to the abyss they dug out by themselves.

Everyone looked at the deep pit in front of them and was speechless for a while.

What is this?

Dig a pit by yourself and bury yourself?

"Very good, you are all very obedient, I like such obedient children."

Xu Xiaoshou floated down, took out the trial jade pendant, pointed at one of them, and said: "Don't make a mess, start lining up, one by one, after looting, everyone go to the side to rest, without the order of this young master, you are not allowed to leave this place."

The two hundred masters were like puppets, under the tyranny of Xu Shao, they couldn't even raise the idea of ​​resistance from the bottom of their hearts, and started to line up.

Xiao Jing was stunned on the side.

How did he do it?

If it were a normal day, with such a large number of people, how could everyone accept such domination?

Even if this person is Xu Shao, even if he is unparalleled in swordsmanship...

But if you fight, there will always be a chance, right?

You were so fierce when you chased me, but you wilted when you met a really tough guy?

Xiao Jing frowned and looked at the weird scene in front of him, and suddenly thought of something.

"Momentum?"

Yes.

The scene was filled with the domineering momentum emanating from Xu Shao.

Under the influence of such overwhelming momentum, everyone will have the idea of ​​being unable to resist from the bottom of their hearts. If everyone joins hands in advance, they may be able to eliminate the influence of this momentum.

But, it's too slow.

After seeing Xu Shao draw his sword, the momentum left a mark in everyone's heart, like a ghost nightmare, impossible to find, but it really exists.

"So scary..."

Xiao Jing held the broken wrist, and for a moment he was more in awe of Xu Shao.

This is the big devil!

Swordsmanship is easy to master, and spiritual refining is easy to cultivate.

But this unparalleled momentum, a mere young generation, how much experience does it take to cultivate it?

"Next."

"Ding."

"Next."

"Ding."

"Next..."

On the other side, Xu Xiaoshou has already started to brush the order.

Every time everyone leaves in front of him, the points in his trial jade pendant will be increased.

Not to mention, it has been a few days since the opening of the Yunlun Mountains, and those who can rush to this place are all the best among the trialists.

These people generally have thousands of points.

The lowest is 6,000.

The highest is 40,000!

Obviously, everyone has many lives under their control.

After a plunder, Xu Xiaoshou's ranking on the points list, which was originally lagging behind, jumped up directly and rushed into the top three.