The quiet moonlight shines on the dilapidated Lanruo Temple, adding a gloomy meaning.

In a corner of Lanruo Temple, two figures stood.

A young scholar had a bright demeanor as bright as the sun and the moon, and his appearance was as bright as a jade tree facing the wind. The moonlight shone on him, making him look like a god among immortals, as if he wanted to move away at any time.

The other man was a middle-aged man with a beard, holding a sword in his hand. He was originally tall and mighty, like an ancient general. But now he was covered in white liquid, and the liquid emitted a fishy smell, which was really not a good match.

"Hey, scholar, you just defeated the tree demon. Is it using martial arts or magic?" Yan Chixia came to her senses and asked in an urgent tone.

Xia Wuji retreated back in an undetectable way. He didn't want Yan Chixia to rub the white liquid on him. He felt disgusted just by looking at it.

At the same time, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm just martial arts."

"How is it possible? How can there be such a powerful martial art in the world!?" Yan Chixia was still unbelievable. She said that, she was about to come up and take a closer look at the young man to see what was strange about him.

Xia Wuji quickly took two steps back and said kindly: "Sir Yan, I suggest you clean up first, take a shower, and then let's discuss it."

"Do you know who I am?" Yan Chixia frowned.

"Look at what you said, the great hero Yan is famous all over the world, how can I not understand it?" Xia Wuji took a few steps back and said again: "Sir Yan, let's take a shower first, and then have a long talk to enjoy the joy of family."

Yan Chixia casually wiped the white liquid on her face and said indifferently: "What's the point of caring about this? It's not a big girl, so it's the same if you're going to wash it later. Come on, let me Kang Kang, what kind of martial arts are you using?" As she said that, she approached Xia Wuji again.

Buzz!!

Xia Wuji's body shook, and the black protective air cover spread out again, blocking Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia: “…”

Xia Wuji: "..."

Is there such a big gap between people?

At this moment, Yan Chixia was a little injured.

"I'll clean up first, you guys stand here, don't run away."

Seeing Xia Wuji's tough attitude, Yan Chixia had no choice but to clean it up and change her clothes. Then she found Xia Wuji again, and the two sat down in the front hall.

"What are you using really martial arts?" Yan Chixia asked anxiously.

"This is natural." Xia Wuji nodded: "In addition, I know nothing about magic. I will ask Mr. Yan for advice in this regard in the future."

"But if it's just martial arts, how can you deal with the thousand-year-old tree demon?" Yan Chixia frowned.

He has a great talent and has had adventures when he was young. He has practiced martial arts, Buddhism and Taoism, and his sword skills are extremely high, and he has the reputation of "the world's number one swordsman".

But for Yan Chixia, martial arts are just auxiliary, and its power is far from comparable to Buddhism, Taoism and art.

However, martial arts can also make up for the shortcomings in physical cultivation, allowing him to calmly perform Taoism and Buddhism when fighting monsters and monsters, and have more room for maneuver.

Yan Chixia once saw a Taoist priest with deep magic power. Before she could recite the spell and draw talismans, she was killed by a monster.

In addition, Taoism and Buddhism are too shocking, so it is fine to deal with monsters and monsters, but if they are used in public, they may even be considered by some foolish people as magic.

Therefore, when dealing with humans, Yan Chixia mostly uses martial arts.

But in general, the martial arts are still too weak and can deal with mortals or some small monsters. But if you encounter a big monster, you can only wait to die.

Xia Wuji patted his chest and said confidently: "Your martial arts fight monsters, no. My martial arts fight monsters, no. My martial arts fight monsters, no. My martial arts are so powerful."

Good guy, if you talk about mocking people, this guy is not worse than himself at all... Yan Chixia sneered and said with a suspicious face: "Really? I don't believe it."

"Don't you believe it?" Xia Wuji stood up, hooked his fingers at Yan Chixia with a domineering attitude and said, "Why do we people in the martial arts world say so much? Just fight. Whoever has a big fist will tell the truth."

"Good boy! He is quite brave. He dares to challenge me Yan Chixia. It's just that he is tired of life."

Yan Chixia stood up and pushed the sword box to the side: "I don't even need a sword to deal with a junior like you. I can teach you a lesson with bare hands and empty fists."

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Wuji had already punched him in the left eye.

"Oh, you guys just do it, no matter how you say you do it." Yan Chixia was beaten and her face kept twitching.

"Because the young man doesn't talk about 5." Xia Wuji smiled, swung his fist, and then smashed Yan Chixia.

"Good boy, you are so mean, you have the style of me back then." Yan Chixia was not willing to be outdone, so she drew talismans with one hand and clenched her fists with the other, and started fighting with Xia Wuji.

Bang bang bang bang!!

The strong energy in the air was stirring, and two figures fought endlessly.

But soon, a tall figure flew backwards and hit the wall on one side.

Another figure followed closely, swung its fist, and the storm hit again, making the tall figure in a mess.

This is completely one-sided.

"Come on the sword!"

Finally, Yan Chixia couldn't help but be beaten unilaterally. She stretched out her hand and let out a "choke" dragon roar, and a sword broke out of the box and flew into his hand.

With the sword in hand, his combat power suddenly soared, and he could fight with the opponent.

"Yan Chixia, you a skinny dog, you agreed not to use a sword, why did you draw the sword out again now?" Xia Wuji cursed.

"Hey, soldiers are also weird. You even believe in your opponent's words, and you can only say that you are as stupid as a pig." Yan Chixia smiled and threw the long sword in her hand, using "swords to turn into thousands". A Xuanyuan sword immediately turned into more than ten swords and flew towards Xia Wuji.

"Good guy, since that's the case, don't blame me for disrespecting the old man."

"Black Demon Body, Open!"

"Eat my Black and Extremely Breaking Divine Needle again."

Xia Wuji's figure was suddenly covered with a layer of black fog. At the same time, three fingers, the three-color divine light continued to shoot out and quickly condensed into "black and extreme magic needles", fighting the flying swords in the air, jingling and jingling, without any disadvantage.

"Taishan meteorite falls!"

Then, Xia Wuji took a leap of his toes and rushed into the sky, like a meteorite from the sky, smashing towards the Yan Chixia.

boom!!

After a while, Yan Chixia flew backwards, knocked the wall down, and fell out.

"Fuck, this is too powerful, is it still martial arts?"

Yan Chixia was stunned. Xia Wuji's strength completely subverted his understanding of martial arts.

Before Yan Chixia could complain, Xia Wuji came over again.

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Chapter completed!