Chapter 506: Defeat with One Finger (Subscribe Please)

That day, the light of the early morning shone out, pouring out thick sunshine, bringing a touch of warmth to the gloomy Lanruo Temple.

Jiang Que was sitting on a stone with the little white fox, basking in the warm sunshine of the early morning, enjoying the fresh air and tranquility in the morning.

There were no tree demons or female ghosts in the morning.

But an uninvited guest came from the bottom of the mountain, holding a fine steel sword, wearing a short shirt and a strong outfit, dressed like a gangster.

His feet were strong and powerful, and he ran slowly from the secluded path at the bottom of the mountain like flying.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lanruo Temple.

He glanced at Jiang Que and asked in a bad tone: "That scholar, do you know that there is a guy named Yan Chixia living here?"

"..." Jiang Que frowned slightly, but was a little displeased.

This man is a bit too arrogant.

It's not polite to ask people.

Do you think you are the master?

He raised his cold eyes and didn't answer him.

"Scholar, I'm asking you a question!" The man came forward with a fine steel sword, and a murderous aura rushed towards him, as if he wanted to suppress Jiang Que.

His gloomy face was not good-looking.

On the other hand, Jiang Que acted as if nothing had happened, and it would be useless no matter how much he said.

He didn't even look at the man.

He didn't need to care too much about a dying person.

He could tell with his toes that this person must be Xiahou Swordsman, the old enemy of Yan Chixia. He thought he was the best in the world because he had a swordsmanship and extraordinary skills.

Unfortunately, there was Yan Chixia in front of him, so he could never be the first.

In this case, he thought that as long as he defeated Yan Chixia, he would be the best in the world. Others didn't care about the extension of life, but he cared a lot.

This is Xiahou, a swordsman.

But in Jiang Que's view, he was a complete fool.

"Are you dumb or deaf?" Xiahou came over, staring at Jiang Que with a fierce look on his face and said, "Believe it or not, I will kill you with one sword!"

"No!" Jiang Que shook his head and said calmly, "Before you learned to speak, didn't your parents teach you to respect others?"

Or do swordsmen not understand?

"Boy, you dare to teach me?" Xiahou said angrily, "I am a swordsman who kills without blinking an eye, do I need you to teach me?"

The ferocious look made him want to kill Jiang Que.

But neither Jiang Que nor the little white fox beside him meant to be afraid of Xiahou. A dying person, what's the point of mentioning him?

He was proud of his strong martial arts, but he didn't know that he was just a complete fool in the eyes of others.

So stupid.

He was simply unteachable.

Even if a person like Xiahou Swordsman died, Jiang Que felt that he would not even look at him.

Nothing else, only disgust.

Now Xiahou wanted to challenge Yan Chixia, and he boasted that he had improved after practicing swordsmanship for many years, just like he thought Yan Chixia had not improved, and wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Yan Chixia and get the honorary title of the world's number one.

Little did he know, what was the use of a humble name?

Not to mention that Yan Chixia had been forbearing and giving in, and had been making progress.

This Xiahou swordsman was like a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing how high the sky was, how deep the earth was, and how difficult the world was. There was a cultivation world that was above the ordinary world.

And the Yan Chixia he wanted to challenge belonged to the cultivation world.

If Yan Chixia had not been a constable of the human dynasty when he traveled in the mortal world, it is estimated that Xiahou would not recognize Yan Chixia.

Jiang Que sneered in his heart, and looked at the ferocious Xiahou with contempt, but he did not take him seriously at all.

A fool.

No, he was just a complete fool.

With the relationship between the two of them, if he took this opportunity to learn the method of cultivation from Yan Chixia, he might be able to live a hundred years or go further.

This should have been a matter of great fate.

But the problem now is that Xiahou Swordsman is simply a fool.

He was just asking someone just now. If he was more rational, he would probably be polite, not as fierce as him, as if he would kill you if you don't tell him.

That look is infuriating.

Jiang Que wanted to split this guy's head open to see whether it was brains or water.

"Xiahou, right?" Jiang Que said softly: "If you are smart, you still have time to run down the mountain now, otherwise, not to mention that you won't see Yan Chixia, I'm afraid you won't be able to save your life!"

"Just relying on you, a scholar who can't even tie a chicken?" Xiahou laughed and said sarcastically: "You think too highly of yourself."

He, Xiahou, is a dignified swordsman, and he is not scared.

With a cold glance, a cold light shone out.

Then he said, "Tell me quickly, does Yan Chixia live in this shabby temple? If you don't tell me the truth, don't blame me for being ruthless."

But Jiang Que was not afraid of Xia Hou's threat, and said, "When did you talk about sympathy with me? Besides, what if the Yan Chixia you mentioned lives here, or not?"

"Scholar, my patience is very limited." The threat in Xia Hou's words was self-evident.

The little scholar dared to be rampant in front of him, he really didn't know how to live or die.

I don't know where the courage and confidence came from.

After a hint of coldness hung on the corner of his mouth, he stabbed the fine steel sword in his hand fiercely into the ground, "Boy, be careful when you speak, otherwise the consequences..."

Jiang Que smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Why, in front of a scholar like me, you, a swordsman, still want to fight?"

Xiahou: "..."

When he heard this, his mouth twitched, thinking: "Although you look like a scholar, you are very annoying."

What a hateful scholar.

It makes people angry.

If he didn't want to know the specific whereabouts of Yan Chixia, he would have been unable to bear it and started to fight. Now he just postponed the time.

Not fighting doesn't mean he doesn't dare to fight, and it doesn't mean he won't fight.

Xiahou swordsman is very clear about this.

The indifference in his eyes has long been like the frost and snow on the Jiuzhuan Tianshan Mountain that has not melted for tens of millions of years, and it seems that it will never melt.

But Jiang Que seemed to have never heard of it, his expression and eyes were normal.

Still calmly glanced at the other party, and then said: "In front of this seat, you, Xiahou, are nothing. I can defeat you with one finger!"

Even killing with one finger is not an exaggeration. It's just that Jiang Que didn't say that.

Xiahou sneered when he heard it, and said, "Boy, you are so arrogant. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?"

His cold eyes were slightly chilled, and a murderous aura emerged.

Do you really think he dare not kill?

But at this time, Jiang Que, who had been basking in the sun, suddenly stood up, glanced at Xiahou lightly, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Go away, don't let me see you again, otherwise you will die!"

Then he didn't wait for Xiahou to react, and he flicked his finger!

Bang!

A stream of true energy came out from Jiang Que's hand. Fortunately, he controlled the strength in advance, otherwise this guy would have been flicked into several halves.

Plop!

Before Xiahou could speak, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and then he fell in a pool of blood. His head was even more dizzy and he couldn't hear clearly.

The threat of death has come to him.

It has never been so clear.

There has never been such excitement and fear.

The scholar Jiang Que, who was thought to be weak and powerless, turned out to be a great warrior, while he was nothing.

He was defeated by just one finger.

The humiliation he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his heart.

He wanted to yell and curse, but the experience just now was still lingering. Although it was like a dream, it was real.

It was terrible!

It was not until the moment he fell to the ground that he suddenly realized it, but the whole person showed an extremely confused expression.

He understood that he was a frog in the well before, a warrior without knowledge and vision, and just a warrior.

Apart from that, he was nothing.

He fell to the ground with a random finger from someone, his Dantian was broken, and his true energy was like a deflated ball, running around everywhere.

A weak scholar actually had this strength.

"Could it be that the scholars I met before were all fake?" Xiahou Swordsman was a little confused, "And Yan Chixia, is he also a similar existence to this scholar?"

If this is true, then things are a bit scary.

It is also difficult to calm the fear and shock in one's heart.

Before he could get up from the ground, he heard Jiang Que's voice coming faintly, "Get out early, maybe you can still save your life. If you get out too late, maybe you won't even have a chance to save your life."

If he hadn't had to deal with the tree demon grandma next, he wouldn't have bothered to remind Xiahou Swordsman.

From beginning to end, Xiahou never saw Yan Chixia, and his idea of ​​being the best in the world became a luxury and fantasy.

I'm afraid it will never come true in my lifetime!

PS: The chapter title of yesterday's 506th chapter was wrong, but the content is correct.

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