Chapter 365: Escape

Xin Gugu was going crazy.

In the past, his impression of Xu Xiaoshou was that he was a weirdo with a strange way of thinking and never made sense.

But today, this guy refreshed his worldview.

With his innate cultivation, he dared to pretend to be so in front of the peak throne?

Even with the suppression of the sword just now, Xin Gugu knew that it was a trump card.

It was the absolute trump card that completely drained Xu Xiaoshou's body after the blow.

In such a weak posture, he can still block himself and Ah Jie behind him...

This is no longer courage, this is a psychopath!

A complete psychopath!

But even such a psychopath said these words, combined with the movement he caused before...

Even Xin Gugu couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart.

"Xu Xiaoshou, is it true that you can't cut that sword again?"

No one answered, and Zhang Taiying was also silent.

One breath.

Two breaths

"I already have the answer."

Xu Xiaoshou sneered, raised his chin, and his slightly raised eyelids seemed to be looking down on the most pathetic person in the world.

He turned around and waved.

"Let's go!"

"Mom..." Ah Jie murmured, the red light in his eyes dimmed, and he paced to follow.

Xin Gugu looked at Xu Xiaoshou's defenseless back, and his heart was filled with admiration.

He looked back at Zhang Taiying, whose face was so dark that ink could drip out.

He took another look at the two thrones behind.

The humiliation in the woman's eyes was about to overflow.

And that old man...

This is the only one in the field who can still maintain a normal mentality!

"No!"

"At this time, anyone who can still maintain this mentality is probably already a psychopath!"

Xin Gugu's lips curled.

He wanted to restrain his smile, but he couldn't hold it back at all.

"Hahaha!"

Cool!

So cool!

It turns out that the real joyful battle is not to smash the opponent into pulp with one punch.

It is that you still dare not move even though I can't attack.

This battle that is not like a battle can really disgust the opponent from body to mind, and even at the soul level!

Xin Gugu looked at those uncomfortable expressions like constipation, and felt relieved.

"Let's go~"

This is a man who is afraid of chaos in the world. After realizing that the guys in front of him dared not move, he was completely released.

He swung his sleeves with a heroic and proud look, and followed Xu Xiaoshou's steps.

"Awesome!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, I, Xin Gugu, will not submit to anyone, even if Jiao Tangtang comes, I will not submit."

"But today, I will submit to you!"

He was very happy and transmitted the voice, reaching out to pat Xu Xiaoshou on the shoulder.

Xu Xiaoshou was prepared.

He had calculated the enemy thoroughly, so how could he forget that there was someone beside him who might destroy his plan.

With a thud, Ah Jie suddenly turned around.

He stretched out his hand and caught Xin Gugu's palm.

He looked as if he was saying, "My mother, how can you, a mere ghost beast, take down my palm?"

Xin Gugu was stunned, and immediately realized that Xu Xiaoshou might really kneel down on the spot under his palm, and immediately withdrew his hand.

After walking a mile away, there was still no movement behind him.

"No need to watch."

Xu Xiaoshou exhaled a foul breath and said, "They didn't dare to take the first step. How can they have the courage to take another step with their crazy thoughts?"

"Tsk tsk..."

Xin Gugu shook his head. He was completely conquered by Xu Xiaoshou.

This guy's brain circuit is used in fighting. He is simply a genius!

"By the way, how did you manage to strike that sword just now?"

"Also, was the one in the East Courtyard District really blown up by your alchemy?"

"By the way, can that thing you said at the end really strike another sword?"

"..."

Xin Gugu felt that there were all kinds of doubts in his mind. If he didn't solve them, he really wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to continue to pretend at this moment.

But the danger was over, and after he was completely relaxed, how could he gather his strength again?

With a thud, he lay down directly.

Ah Jie was quick-witted and stretched out his hand to hold him up like a princess.

"Dead?"

Xin Gugu was startled and quickly sniffed his breath. He found that this guy's breath was extremely stable. He couldn't die, but...

Very weak!

"Asleep?"

He widened his eyes and felt the surging vitality in Xu Xiaoshou's body.

If this guy's eyelids were not so heavy that he couldn't lift them, he wouldn't believe that this was the young man who seemed to be hollowed out just now.

"Is this guy still a human?"

"After that sword, he didn't consume any energy, but was just exhausted?"

"That is to say, what he said at the end was true. As long as his consciousness is still clear, he can really strike another sword?"

Xin Gugu was shocked.

He thought of the sloppy uncle, and suddenly realized that Xu Xiaoshou was not a simple person to be favored by such a guy.

"Sword..."

To be honest, Xin Gugu didn't know much about swords.

He was not from the East Region, and he was born and raised in the Xuyue Gray Palace in the South Region.

Among the sword cultivators, he had only heard of the "Seven Sword Immortals".

Plus the "Eighth Sword Immortal" who barely counts as half, but is said to be a little too magical by the world.

"Who is that uncle?"

If Xu Xiaoshou can cut this sword with his innate cultivation, Xin Gugu will never believe it. There must be help from outsiders.

And the outsider can only be that uncle.

But that guy, although he was very strong in the morning, he was definitely not at the level of the legendary sword immortal.

And tonight, watching Xu Xiaoshou's sword, his artistic conception completely transcended ordinary sword cultivators.

Even the throne of swordsmanship may not be able to cut this sword.

"Can a kid cut such a terrifying sword, but the uncle himself is a little powerless?"

Xin Gugu felt a contradiction.

He didn't think much, afraid of being followed, and led Ah Jie to escape into the darkness.

...

"It's over."

Like the crowd in Holly Street who looked up in awe, the City Lord's Mansion also paid close attention to this shocking battle tonight.

Fu Xing put his hands behind his back and looked back at Liu Jing, his face a little solemn.

"Father hasn't come back yet?"

Liu Jing nodded: "He is still studying his new crystal in the back garden. The slaying of the City Lord's Mansion today did not provoke him to go over to see it."

"Tonight is so far away, how could he leave?"

Fu Xing held his forehead and felt a headache.

Obviously, at his age, he should be like those children of aristocratic families, wandering around in brothels and flirting with rich girls.

But because his old father was obsessed with spiritual formations and not doing his job properly, he had to inherit some of the housework in advance.

With the master's cultivation to handle the affairs of the throne, Fu Xing said that he was really too busy.

"What about the Holy Spirit Hall?" he asked.

After all, the throne took action and violated the holy law, and in the end, the white clothes of the Holy Spirit Hall had to be used to suppress it.

Liu Jing chuckled and said, "I'm afraid that Tiansang City will not be taken seriously recently."

"Oh?" Fu Xing was puzzled, "Why?"

Liu Jing walked forward, looking at the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated in the sky, his face solemn.

"The sword intent of the White Cave is rampant, and four swords have appeared. It is a foregone conclusion."

"No one can control it now. Even if the dimensional rift has not opened, some people have already started to sneak across!"

"The red clothes of the Holy Spirit Temple are not moving, but the white clothes have been transferred to the sixth batch."

Fu Xing was shocked: "Six batches?"

Compared to the past, this is simply unimaginable.

The white clothes of the Holy Spirit Temple, one batch, is a group!

A group, at least five people, at most ten people!

All start from the throne!

"Yes."

Liu Jing nodded, turned back and smiled: "Outside the White Cave, now the dead thrones, it is estimated that there are no less than two digits."