Chapter 64

When Xiao Tian saw Wang Weiyi's action, his face was even more disdainful.

Although he has a great reputation, his strength is mediocre. If he really counts up, he is just a master state after tomorrow!

You should know that in this day, the master of the day after tomorrow is not a figure. The three Xiaoyao elders are all born masters.

In addition, there are also the shigandang of jiumozhi wanjiegu, the Tianlong Temple of Dali, and the old men of Shaolin Temple. They are all masters of the innate realm.

In addition, there are sweeping monks and xiaoyaozi, who have reached the innate extreme state!

As for the masters of the day after tomorrow, they are countless.

The reason why Wang Weiyi was able to create the name of "wanshengdao" is that he has not met any powerful figures!

The sharp blade of the sword fell towards Xiao Tian's head. Xiao Tian's face did not change. He sidestepped away from Wang Weiyi's sword. Then he secretly took a breath of genuine Qi and roared: "get out of here!"

With the help of his internal force, the powerful sound wave directly shocked Wang Weiyi. He took a few steps back to stop his retreat.

"Waste!" Xiao Tian looks at Wang Weiyi and disdains him.

Originally, he was not willing to care about these things because of his temperament, but Wang Weiyi repeatedly challenged him. Xiao Tian thought that he was not a broad-minded person and could not do the same thing.

Since Wang Weiyi is shameless, he doesn't have to get used to it!

"Although you are good at martial arts, you may not be able to cope with it if we rush in one after another?" Seeing Wang Weiyi's failure, Wang Jian felt the same and said quickly.

"That's right, boy. Don't think that you can be arrogant if you can beat down old Wang. Can you cope with one or twenty-one?" As soon as Wang Jian's voice dropped, Fang Datong began to clamor.

Du's three males even stepped forward half step, holding the blade's fingers some white, obviously due to excessive force.

But abbot xuanci looked at Xiao Tian, frowning and thinking about something.

"Monk, what do you think?" Xiao Tiansi did not put Wang Jiantong and others in her eyes, but looked at abbot xuanci and joked, "do you think you must be my opponent if you are 21 together?"

Wang Weiyi's face sank and he was ready to move again. He was only held by Wang Jiantong. Then he glared at Xiao Tian and retreated behind abbot xuanci.

"Are you from Duan family in Dali?" Abbot xuanci looked at Xiao Tian and was not sure.

Xiao Tian's method of chopping out the sword Qi with his fingers is quite similar to the famous six vessel sword of Duan family in Dali. However, if the visitor is the son of Duan family in Dali, he should not block his own company!

"Duan family?" Xiao Tian shook his head and did not have a good airway: "monk, it seems that you are not only poor in strength, but also poor in eyesight. No wonder you are not aware of being used as a knife envoy!"

"OK, who am I? You don't have the right to know," said Xiao Tian, waving his hand like a fly before abbot xuanci opened his mouth. "If it's the old monk from the Sutra Pavilion in your temple, he has the right to talk to me. As for you, ha ha."

Words to the back, Xiao Tian's face has been clearly written "disdain" two characters.

Abbot xuanci's face turned blue and white. Finally, he bit his teeth, waved to the 20 Central Plains martial arts experts behind him, and then withdrew to Yanmen pass.

According to the methods Xiao Tian showed before, even if 21 of them joined hands, abbot xuanci did not have the confidence to win Xiao Tian.

What's more, Xiao Tian's words seem to know the identity of his own people like the palm of his hand. What's more, he breaks through the hidden backhand in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple!

You know, even if he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, it was only by chance a few years ago that he learned that there was such a terrible master hidden in the Sutra Pavilion!

Before knowing the details of Xiao Tian, abbot xuanci did not dare to start the war lightly.

What's more, Xiao Tian keeps saying that he and others have made swords in other people's hands, which makes him have scruples, so he will choose to retreat at this point.