Chapter 6259

Xie Ming, the son holding a sword, was born in a poor family. When he was young, he accidentally got the inheritance of a casual cultivator and embarked on the road of cultivation.

More than 20 years ago, in the southern wilderness, a single sword made a great name in casual cultivation. Unfortunately, there was a lack of inheritance. Take refuge in Snow Country.

The first-class guests of the Young Master's Mansion are basically appointed directly when they join the Young Master's Mansion. Only this Xie Ming, who started from the lowest third-class guest, did tasks all the way, and accumulated credits to become a first-class guest. It can be said that he rose from the bottom , Practice steadily and steadily along the way, and is the object of worship for many third-class and second-class guest officials in the Young Master's Mansion.

If it is not necessary, the royal power and wealth do not want to conflict with this kind of person, but Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, really wants to stand up for a group of idiots, and he is not in vain.

"I'm here to find Ye Qian, you can handle your own affairs, it has nothing to do with me!"

Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, had a flash of light in his eyes, and carefully looked at the royal power and wealth. He had heard rumors that the royal power and wealth were not good before, but he didn't feel relieved, just like he chose to practice the practice step by step steadily. Dao, it is also a skill for someone to take a shortcut to reach the sky, it is hard to say who is better.

Seeing him today, the kingship and wealth gave him the feeling that he was not as useless as the rumors. He naturally knew what the plan of the group of people behind him was. Just like now, he doesn't mind selling his teammates directly to teach the group behind him a lesson.

"The three of you are the loudest, come out by yourself or should I go in?"

Wang Quanfugui glanced at Xie Ming, the sword-holding boy, in surprise, and nodded to him. It would be best not to push himself forward, and save less trouble. The corners of the mouths of the three who were the happiest showed a cruel smile.

"I've seen you not pleasing to the eye!"

"Little boy is dead!"

"Go and hug your thigh, come out and throw someone!"

The three people who were locked by Wang Quanfugui's eyes took out their weapons one after another, and they didn't talk too much about Wang Quanfugui at all, they shouted and killed Wangquan Fugui.

All of a sudden, three blood-colored spiritual powers attacked King Quan Fugui with great momentum, but they didn't have the slightest intention to kill. The three of them seemed to have a tacit understanding that they only wanted to kill King Quan Fugui and make him look ugly, and had no intention of taking anyone's life.

The three of them shouted fiercely, and their moves were decisive. It is not stupid for casual cultivators to get to the sixth level of Dao Peeping Realm. King Quan Fugui is the son-in-law hand-picked by the king. impossible.

"Rubbish!"

King Quan Fugui was full of disdain, and spit out two words coldly, without even drawing a sword, from where it turned into a gleam of blood, his palms froze and slapped directly on the backs of the three who were unable to react in time.

Blood spurted out, and the three of them were directly knocked into the dust, their bodies fell to the ground, and they lay on the ground disheveled and choked up a few more mouthfuls of blood.

"Who else?"

The royal power and wealth returned to the original place, staring at the second and third-class guests with cold eyes.

He didn't kill anyone, this is not a royal family, so he can't help but kill.

Everyone looked at the three people who fell on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and there was silence.

These three people are all second-class guest officials, and their cultivation bases are higher than that of Wang Quanfugui, the boy who glimpsed the sixth stage of the Dao Realm. They were killed in an instant. Except for Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, the others present may have no equal enemy.

All the guests regretted it. They were so wrong. If they had no skills, how could they be favored by King Xu Da and want to sell their daughter?

Even Young Master Baojian, a first-class guest official, had brilliant eyes, and a sense of war filled the air.

"Are you combining the secret technique of blood escape and the technique of blood lotus body step by step?"

Xie Ming, the master holding the sword, asked in a guessing tone.

"good eyesight!"

Wang Quanfugui glanced at Xie Ming in surprise, and there was a sense of complacency in the corner of his mouth. Few people could see where his weird speed came from, and he didn't want to show it off. This time, he finally met someone who knows the goods, and he couldn't help feeling very fond of Xie Ming. increase.

"Good comprehension! Do you practice swords?"

Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, nodded, as if he recognized the royal power and wealth, and asked very seriously.

"practice!"

King Quan, Fugui's smug smile froze. Compared to his speed, his swordsmanship was only so-so, and he couldn't even combine body and sword.

"That's not good? It's okay, you move first, let me see how fast you can move!"

Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, seemed to hear the lack of self-confidence in Wang Quanfugui's tone, and he was still somewhat interested in Wangquan Fugui, and somewhat condescendingly sent an invitation to Wang Quanfugui to fight.

"Don't try to keep your hand. If you don't do your best, you might not even have a second chance!"

Xie Ming, the sword-holding son, thought about it, and consoled him very earnestly, as if he was thinking about the royal power and wealth.

"Big brother, do you think little brother can beat Xie Ming?" Xiaoyuan said worriedly while lying on the window sill when the window was opened in the guest room, looking at Wang Quanfugui and Xie Ming.

"Mr. Sword, Xie Ming, Xiaoyuan has heard of him, and heard that his swordsmanship is very strong, and it is common for the weak to defeat the strong. If it hadn't been for the recent years of practicing all the time and delaying promotion, otherwise, he would have become a special guest minister!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't beat it, you can't die anyway!" Ye Qian said indifferently, he felt the sword repairing traits of Elder Blood Sword in this Xie Ming, and he was not optimistic about the royal power and wealth.

The royal power and wealth take the only fast and unbreakable road. They can basically be invincible at the same level against ordinary geniuses. Killing people wins in the blink of an eye. It looks quite powerful, but when you really meet a perverted character, you lose quickly.

The royal power and wealth are against Xie Ming, if betting on who will win, Ye Qian would rather be on Xie Ming who doesn't understand.

"It doesn't matter why, the little brother can't fight, the big brother is not in trouble, he still has to fight with someone!" Xiaoyuan replied angrily, looking at the royal power and wealth with a look of indignation.

"You are so right!"

Ye Qian obviously ignored this point, and suddenly felt a little bit pained, what's the point of fighting with someone for no reason, it's not good and feels like bullying an honest person, I hope the royal power will be more prosperous!

Just now you said you were looking for Ye Qian, why did you suddenly change your mind? And you look like a sure winner, who gave you the confidence, believe it or not, beat you to shit in minutes!

Wang Quan Fugui looked at Xie Ming, the son holding the sword, and took a deep breath. Xie Ming is definitely not comparable to those crooked melons and dates just now. Since he was promoted, Ye Qian's pervert did not mention it. Before meeting a real opponent, a trace of fighting spirit burst out in his heart.

If you want to fight, then fight!

A blood-colored long sword appeared in the hands of Wangquan Fugui, and the blood-slaughter sword was given to Ye Qian. He is still using the old weapon. The Wangquan family has better ones, but the Wangquan Fugui has not changed. It is still the old blood sword in a short time It's easy to use, and when the matter is over, he will directly replace it with the Blood Slaughter Sword, and there is no need for other swords.

"Get out of the way, or don't come to me if you kill me by mistake!"

King Quan Fugui's eyes were murderous, and he impatiently scolded the group of second- and third-class guests behind Xie Ming. It was not because he was kind that he cleared the field before the battle. A group of people behind Xie Ming really affected his movement.

"There is no one in your eyes, you..." Before he finished speaking, all the guests behind Xie Ming scattered in all directions. There was only one short-sighted person who wanted to jump up and shout a few words, but was immediately covered by the people around him, and retreated far away. place.

"Why do you use a sword?" Xie Ming, the master holding the sword, had misty eyes, an indescribable aura, not as sharp as a sword cultivator, more like an unopened epee, pressing down on the royal power and wealth like Mount Tai.

"Why don't you use a sword?" King Quan and Fugui asked in surprise when he heard the words, and his heart stopped for a moment of war, as if he had unconsciously embarked on the road of cultivation. Using a sword was just because the Quan family only taught swords at first, so they just learned it.

Feeling the pressure from the pavement, Wang Quan Fugui frowned. Under this aura, he had a vague feeling of being suppressed before he made a move.

"It seems that the sword is nothing more than a weapon for you, let's make a move, it's a pity for your understanding!" Xie Ming, the son holding the sword, sighed, looking very disappointed with the royal power and wealth.

"Hehe!" Wang Quanfugui rolled his eyes in his heart, he didn't care about Xie Ming's words, he relied on speed rather than the sword in his hand.

Speed, when he first learned to learn the secret art of blood escape, he was fascinated by the extraordinary stimulation, the whole world seemed to slow down, an unprecedented clarity appeared in his eyes, and his mind became more pure and light .

Then let's see if it's your sword that's fast, or my body that's fast!

The corner of Wang Quanfugui's mouth curled into a smile, and his whole body turned into a bloody rainbow light, and he shot at Xie Ming with lightning speed, without any moves, the blood sword in his hand wiped towards Xie Ming's neck in an instant.

"Keng..."

The long sword Xie Ming held in his arms jumped out of the scabbard, neither a step too early nor too late, and skillfully blocked the sword of King Quanfugui.

The royal power and wealth have no nostalgia, just like an assassin, who misses a hit in an instant, and the speed increases by three points in an instant, turning into a bloody light and slashing down again.

"Keng..."

Xie Ming still didn't make any unnecessary movements, and moved the long sword in his hand slightly, blocking the sword of the royal power and wealth again without missing a beat.

"Little brother is so powerful, Xiaoyuan can't even see him!"

Not far away, in the back room of the guest room, Xiaoyuan was amazed, the royal power was so fast, her eyesight could not catch the figure at all, she could only see streaks of blood streaking towards Xie Ming, and then there was the crisp sound of swords colliding .

"He lost!"

Ye Qian sighed, it seemed that there was no winner on the field, but Xie Ming had completely grasped the speed of kingship and wealth, otherwise he wouldn't have made moves and attacked first to block the sword of kingship and wealth.

"You lost!"

Xie Ming spit out three words rather boringly, facing the bloody light of King Quan Fugui's return again, the long sword was finally completely unsheathed, impartial, as if he had delivered it to the door, and the long sword was placed on King Quan Fugui's neck...