Chapter 158: First Battle with Zhao Wenwu

In the center of the cave, Yu Liyan watched the two people who entered one after another through the monitoring function of the blessed land seal.

"Gu Xia, go and deal with the disciples of the Jiuming Sect. As for Dugu Shang, don't hurt him, bring him to see me."

"Yes, Miss Liyan."

Gu Xia didn't expect that her plan would be disrupted by a sudden intruder.

It seems that Yu Liyan is not going to merge souls for the time being, which is also in line with his wishes. It would be best if it could be delayed until two days later.

Then Gu Xia put on a mask, a black robe, holding a spear, and walked out after getting ready.

...

The foot of the ring mountain of the Demon Fox Cave.

Dugu Shang looked panicked and looked at the man in front of him.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Wenwu: "Dugu's kid, I knew there was something wrong with you. This place is probably the hiding place of that evil woman, right?"

Dugu Shang: "What are you... talking about? I don't know."

Zhao Wenwu said coldly: "Humph! Your Dugu family has been the lord of Dajiang City for generations. Now you are colluding with evildoers. Are you worthy of the people under your rule?

I will go back and report to Lord He, the governor of Beifu County, and take down all your Dugu family!"

Dugu Shang heard the words and said anxiously: "No! Only Miss Li Yan and I know each other! This matter has nothing to do with my father and the Dugu family! It's all my fault."

Zhao Wenwu smiled: "Oh, Master Dugu, are you admitting that you colluded with evildoers?"

"You guys lied to me!" The young man realized that he had let the cat out of the bag.

Zhao Wenwu: "What's wrong with lying to you? If you surrender, I can spare your life. I will deal with you after the witch is killed."

"Young man, kill this guy! Otherwise, the Dugu family will suffer." The voice of Dugu Baihu sounded in the ears of the young man.

Dugu Shang hesitated: "But..."

"No buts, once the Xuanwu Jianghu has a feud, it's either you or me! Go!"

"Okay!"

Dugu Shang drew out the sword at his waist and slashed at him.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Wenwu sneered, without even looking at the young man, and also took out his sword and swung it casually.

The young man was slashed by the sword and flew more than a foot away, and fell to the ground and rolled like a gourd.

The tiger's mouth in his hand was already cracked, and he could hardly hold the sword steadily. His throat was fishy and sweet, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How is this possible..."

Dugu Shang knew that his strength was average among the Xuanliu warriors, but Zhao Wenwu's strength was far beyond his imagination.

Although they were both in the Xuanliu realm, he couldn't even block the opponent's casual sword.

Zhao Wenwu looked at the boy with disdain and said, "You, a frog in a corner, can't understand the brilliance of the bright moon in the sky."

"Boy, why are you so weak? When I was your age, I had already entered the Zang realm." The residual soul of Dugu Baihu also said.

Dugu Shang: "What should we do?"

"The only way is for you, hero..."

At this time, Zhao Wenwu's eyes moved away from the boy and looked to the side.

He saw a black-robed crow-faced man walking slowly from a distance opposite him. It was Gu Xia.

Zhao Wenwu: "Who are you?"

"The one who takes your life."

Gu Xia looked at him and couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met a few years ago.

Gu Xia had long wanted to meet this arrogant, high-handed and self-important guy, and today he finally had this opportunity.

"Humph, arrogant guy!"

Zhao Wenwu pointed his sword at Gu Xia.

"Arrogance requires strength, and I just happen to have it!" Gu Xia said coldly, and the profound force in his body turned into a blood-colored entanglement that wrapped around the spear blade in his hand.

Zhao Wenwu: "It's actually a blood evil! You can't be the guard of that witch. Snakes and rats are in the same nest, it's a good fit."

"No more words!"

Gu Xia's body was violent, holding the blood spear and stabbing it actively.

Zhao Wenwu was not panicked at all, the sword in his hand was wrapped in the fiery profound force, the sword was like fire, he practiced the most violent fire attribute profound art.

The next breath, the blood spear and the flame blade collided fiercely.

Then, the two of them fought back and forth for dozens of moves.

Ding Ding Dang Dang, like forging iron.

The two kinds of profound forces collided, the annihilation of the light and turbulence came one after another.

Gu Xia's spear was seen dancing wildly, with the momentum of a dragon, and the spear head was carrying the violent blood demon profound force, like a poisonous snake, stabbing at the opponent's face, chest, abdomen, hips and other vulnerable parts.

Zhao Wenwu was not to be outdone, his sword stabbed and chopped, turning into an iron wall of fire, calmly blocking the attacks one by one.

The flame power on his sword was even more extraordinary, and could burn the profound energy. After a while, the blood demon profound energy on the blood spear was burned to ashes.

After a while, the two took a step back.

In the first round, there was no winner.

Zhao Wenwu was a little surprised: "This guy's martial arts are really good! I didn't find any flaws at all, so I could only passively defend!"

Gu Xia was in a similar mood: "This guy's skills are not simple, and the flame profound energy can actually suppress the blood demon profound energy!"

"I didn't expect that in such a remote place, not all people are mediocre! It seems that I have to be more serious." Zhao Wenwu sneered.

The profound energy on his sword was even stronger, turning from a flame long sword into a flaming sun sword that was seven or eight feet long and one foot wide.

After a few dozen moves, Zhao Wenwu knew that his martial arts were not as good as Gu Xia's, but he felt it was insignificant.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten skills.

Under the absolute output, positioning and skills are meaningless.

The second round of the battle began immediately, Zhao Wenwu attacked, Gu Xia defended.

Zhao Wenwu abandoned defense and skills and switched to a bold and aggressive attack, like a berserker, slashing and swinging the sword in his hand.

Gu Xia quickly mobilized the Xuanli in his body to fight.

In less than 20 moves, he knew what it meant to win without any moves.

Zhao Wenwu's frantic swordsmanship made Gu Xia retreat step by step.

There was no other reason, it was just that great strength made miracles happen.

Gu Xia's power has improved rapidly recently, and now nearly 130 acupoints in his body have been activated.

However, Zhao Wenwu entered the Xuanliu a few years ago and has been practicing in the sect's cave. He also practiced the second-grade earth-level skills. At this moment, more than 280 acupoints in his body have been activated, and he is only one step away from the great perfection of Xuanliu.

The Blood Demon Xuangong is more powerful than ordinary Xuangong, but the earth-level skills are not bad.

Even with the help of the stars, Gu Xia can display unparalleled martial arts, but it is difficult to make up for the huge gap in power.

Zhao Wenwu waved his flaming sword, not only cutting Gu Xia's Xuanli, but also melting the ordinary iron spear in his hand.

He retreated dozens of steps in succession.

In the second round, Gu Xia retreated.

Zhao Wenwu looked calm and composed: "You have a good talent for blood, but it's a pity that your master is too different from mine."

"The Jiuming Sect is indeed worthy of its reputation."

Gu Xia opened his storage bag and took out a small sword. In an instant, the Feihong Sword soared into the air and turned into a stream of light and shot towards Zhao Wenwu.

"Raging Qi Jue!"

In the next breath, Gu Xia's body expanded, and his physical strength increased two or three times.

The third round of the battle began, and Gu Xia attacked again.