The showdown between masters is often a mistake in one move that will lose all the game.

Xie Linyuan's miscalculation undoubtedly put him in a dangerous situation, because he never expected that Mingjian monk could practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art at this age.

The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is one of the magical skills in the temple-stopping of Bodhi Temple and cannot be taught by true disciples.

Moreover, it is well known that the difficulty of practicing the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is often required for years to achieve great success.

Mingjian, the monk is only thirty years old, but he has mastered the Vajra Indestructible Art at this age, which shows how terrifying his talent is!

Faced with the endless crazy attack of the monk Mingjian, Xie Linyuan, who was suppressed, could not even draw out his sword for a while, and could only dodge him passively. But even if he could escape by chance, he had to face the most critical problem.

How can he break the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art of Monk Mingjian!

The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is not unbreakable. To be precise, Xie Linyuan does not believe that Monk Mingjian has practiced the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art to a level that there is not even a single hidden gate.

Even if the monk Mingjian is a reincarnated Buddhist son, he would never have been able to cultivate the unblemished golden body of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art at this age!

Otherwise, Xie Linyuan would not have to fight at all and would be able to admit defeat and surrender directly.

"Young Master Xie is going to lose."

Miss Zhao, who silently observed the two of them fighting, couldn't help but make her own judgment.

"This may not be." Gu Xiqiao rarely sang a counter-tune with Miss Zhao. "I think this Young Master Xie still has some reservations."

"Why did Mr. Gu say this?" Miss Zhao said.

"The intuition of the swordsman."

But Gu Xiqiao gave a specious answer.

really--

After a moment, Xie Linyuan, who seemed in a mess, suddenly turned into an attack, and forced him to retreat and suppress him in one fell swoop.

Because, there was an extra sword in his hand.

A sword that is difficult to see clearly.

What is even more shocking is that no one knows where Xie Linyuan drew this sword.

"Han Lightsaber?"

Gu Xiqiao blurted out when he saw the sword in Xie Linyuan's hand.

"The divine sword with light sword passed down from the Middle Ages?" Miss Zhao said in an equal manner.

"Since Mr. Xie was born in the Divine Sword Villa, I'm afraid the sword in his hand is most likely the legendary Hanguang Sword." Gu Xiqiao said with a serious expression.

"It seems that Mr. Xie's status in Divine Sword Villa is of great significance." Miss Zhao said. "Otherwise, he would not be able to control such treasures alone!"

"What kind of sword is this?"

Mingjian monk looked at a blood mark left in his palm, and a look of incredible expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Kill your sword."

The next moment, Xie Linyuan had already reached the point where he had already killed Monk Mingjian with his sword.

hiss--

Is this a fight between gods?

Shi Xiaofei looked at the scene of fighting in the field where sword energy was raging and ghosts sweeping through the sky, and the surrounding plants had already turned into flying debris in the previous confrontation.

If both sides had not intentionally controlled the scope of the battle, Shi Xiaofei might have died in the aftermath of the two of them.

During the period when Xie Linyuan was showing his might, Shi Xiaofei was naturally not idle. Now he has forced out most of the toxins in his body. At least he no longer has to worry about the remnant poison affecting his physical activities.

Seeing that the people around him were all focused on the confrontation between the two, Shi Xiaofei naturally had the idea of ​​slipping away quietly.

He is waiting for a suitable opportunity.

And this opportunity was the moment when the two decided to win.

As a result, he did not wait for the opportunity, but instead waited for someone who was also trying to take advantage of the situation.

"Hey! Thieves are my own!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded in Shi Xiaofei's ears, and Shi Xiaofei, who was sitting under the tree, turned around instinctively. It was this turn that Shi Xiaofei's back felt like he was hit hard, and he seemed to hear the sound of a wooden box shattering.

Ashes!

The moment he fell to the ground, Shi Xiaofei only had one thought in his mind.

His adoptive father's urn was broken!

"I'm going to kill you!"

The sneak attacker failed to hit, so he quickly prepared to use another knife to completely end the boy in front of him.

But what he didn't expect was that the boy who was hit on the ground who was severely injured in front of him suddenly bounced up, and then rushed towards him in a roar. Unexpectedly, the sneak attacker rolled into a ball with Shi Xiaofei, and then he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"The Heaven-Stealing Decision!"

"Someone wants to take advantage of the troubled waters?"

"Quick! Don't let them go."

The sudden change caused everyone in the world to turn their attention to Shi Xiaofei's direction. After realizing what happened, everyone rushed towards Shi Xiaofei desperately, completely ignoring the still fierce fight in the field Xie Linyuan and Mingjian Monk who were still fighting fiercely.

When the sneak attacker under him was silent, Shi Xiaofei, who was covered in blood and red eyes, slowly climbed up from the other party. He sat on the ground like losing his soul, raised his trembling hands to remove the burden behind him, and then carefully opened the burden.

The box is broken.

And the adopted father's ashes were scattered everywhere.

A tear as big as a bean gradually slid out of Shi Xiaofei's eyes.

"Kill him! The Thieves are on him!"

At some point, an excited and crazy sound came from a close distance.

A knife fell to Shi Xiaofei's head.

However, the knife has not fallen.

Because, the owner of the knife fell back strangely.

No one cared about the fallen swordsman, everyone was rushing to swarm towards Shi Xiaofei, and even began to fight each other.

However--

Every enemy who successfully approached Shi Xiaofei fell inexplicably.

As more and more corpses were piled up around Shi Xiaofei, someone finally realized something was wrong.

"Who?! Who is it?!"

For a moment, no one dared to approach Shi Xiaofei again, and everyone was alert to the surroundings in panic.

"Shi Xiaofei! Have you forgotten what I said?"

In this deadly atmosphere, a sigh echoed from the heights throughout the forest.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a mysterious young man in white clothes falling down from the tall treetops and landing in front of Shi Xiaofei.

He looked at Shi Xiaofei, who was holding the ashes in his hand, reached out and stroked his head gently.

"Don't show off alone again in the future."

"senior……"

Shi Xiaofei finally reacted. He raised the tears in his face and opened his mouth with a heartbroken heart.

"Wipe, your nose is flowing into your mouth."

Xia Fan curled his lips and shook his head, took out a hand towel and handed it to Shi Xiaofei.
Chapter completed!