Chapter 1943

The grimace made by the little fox should not be too obvious:

"See, this is your brother's helper I found! He is the most powerful. Even the ghost Taoist is afraid of him!"

In her heart, Hu Jing suddenly felt mixed.

There was the shame of having no eyes before, and there was also the thrill of being startled.

His face also became a little hot.

And right now.

Hu Jing suddenly saw that Yang Xu, standing opposite the ghost road man, showed a joking smile on his light and elegant face.

In Hu Jing's incomprehensible eyes.

"When you haven't been here?"

Facing the ghost Taoist, Yang Xu shook his head slightly with some expectation and some fear in his eyes:

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you go."

Once you say that.

"Hiss --!"

The whole Fox family, a heart that had been put down, brushed together and all mentioned it again.

Hu Jing and Gong Shaoliang stared at them all at once:

"Are you kidding!"

"Why do we have to make trouble about what was about to subside?"

Gong Shaoliang couldn't understand.

At the moment, the ghost Taoist also shrinks his pupils.

Although I have felt it for a long time, Yang Xu's hidden powerful power.

But until now.

He finally realized:

I'm afraid the real strength of the young man in front of him is far beyond his estimation.

Otherwise.

How could you go back to the Jedi so recklessly?

"Are you so sure that you can hold me down?"

In the eyes of the ghost Taoist priest, the shadow flickered and stared at the rising sun:

"If I step back and give you face, you can accept it calmly. Isn't that good?"

He doesn't quite understand:

I made concessions.

Why don't you just take it?

Is it good for both sides to fight each other?

Everyone, you give me face, I give you face.

How simple is it?

"Sorry, I just told this brother to teach him how to use the sword."

Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Xu looked at the ghost Taoist and showed a trace of banter on his face:

"How can I teach him to use a sword without you as a target?"

This reason is an export.

Many people present, some of whom were so hearty, almost laughed.

But I want to reach the power of ghost people.

One by one, they had to hold back——

Well, it's hard.

Such as Hu Jing and Gong Shaoliang.

At the moment, deep in my heart, I can't help feeling a burst of absurdity.

In particular, I saw the angry face of the ghost Taoist, but I had to endure the constipation expression.

They marveled at the powerful momentum of Yangxu and restrained the enemy.

And some can't understand.

Gong Shaoliang, in particular, stared at Yang Xu with complicated eyes:

"This young man, his tone is a little too big. Do you dare to fight with the strong in the field just to teach me to practice sword?"

"What's more outrageous is that you take the strong in the field as a target? How powerful are your swordsmanship?"

Curiosity flashed in his eyes.

As Yang Xu said, we should teach ourselves to practice sword.

At first, Gong Shaoliang felt disdain in his heart.

The only thing Yangxu admired was probably his courage to face the ghosts.

But until I saw that even the ghost Taoist was so counselled to Yang Xu.

Gong Shaoliang suddenly realized:

Maybe it's not that Yang Xu is not strong enough.

But I'm too weak.

So weak that you can't find Yangxu's strength at all.

This means that maybe he is really qualified to teach himself sword practice!

Gong Shaoliang as like as two peas.

At the moment, the ghost Taoist is also in a very embarrassing situation.

The mood is more complex:

On the one hand, with his life experience, he can feel this young boy who is obviously too young to speak, but his tone is too big.

It is possible that he really has amazing ability and strength.

Otherwise.

The boy would never dare to die like this in front of himself.

If there's a fight.

I may not be the boy's opponent.

on the other hand.

Yangxu's young and beautiful face, frivolous and arrogant behavior.

But it makes the ghost Taoist people despise it from the heart:

There is a saying that there is no hair on your mouth and you can't handle things firmly.

The boy may be better than himself.

How dare you be so aggressive towards yourself?

You know.

He has been wandering the Jianghu for so long.

There are also many unique skills.

There were many people with stronger strength and higher cultivation than him.

In the end, he died at his hands.

At least.

Instead, he is in Yangxu's current situation.

Never be as arrogant as Yang Xu:

"Maybe this is a young child who has just entered the Jianghu. It's not low-key and self righteous."

The ghost Taoist's eyes twinkled and felt that even if the young man was stronger than himself.

You may not have no chance to win:

I can rely on my excellent Jianghu experience.

Kill this boy!

In the twinkling of his mind, the ghost made up his mind:

The boy is not going to let himself go anyway.

And want to be an arrow target.

If you don't risk your life for such insults, you'll be sorry for your name as a "ghost man"!

"Young master, Taoist ghost, I have made concessions. Why do you still force me? Youdao is to stay on the front line and meet you in the future. You... Go!"

Half way through the ghost talk.

In his eyes, he suddenly burst into murder:

Hiss!

A silver light suddenly shot out from his cuff.

It is only the size of jujube pit and glitters like a small star.

In an instant, it tore the space less than two meters between and Yangxu.

The piercing sound of breaking the air just came into Yang Xu's ears.

That bright light has rushed to the center of his eyebrows.

Yangxu could even feel the fierce killing contained in the silver awn.

And opposite.

The eyes of the ghost Taoist are full of arrogance and pride at the moment:

See, a baby is a baby.

Just out of the Jianghu, do you think high cultivation is the only way to win?

Wrong!

There are too many means to kill, especially to defeat the strong with the weak.

"Put your eyes on the bright spot in your next life, boy. Not everyone can provoke you."

The ghost man smiled darkly.

It seems to have seen the picture of Yang Xu's eyebrows pierced and his head falling down.

This moment.

He even how to kill the Fox family and how to cook the little beauty.

We have a plan.

The sudden attack, except the ghost Taoist himself.

Even Hu Jing and Gong Shaoliang failed to find any signs.

On the contrary, he is an old fox patriarch.

From the gloomy expression of the ghost Taoist, I found a clue.

Unfortunately.

The ghost Taoist moves too fast.

Don't wait for the fox patriarch to speak.

The silver cold light is about to penetrate Yangxu's head.

However.

The picture expected by the ghost Taoist did not appear.

Yangxu's head was pierced, and the sound of blood roaring did not ring.

There was only a crisp sound of "pa".

The devil's eyes suddenly widened.

He stared at the opposite Yangxu, or rather, at the position of his eyebrows, the fist sized, purple awned and miraculous Pyramid:

"This... How is this possible!"