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Chapter 1676

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Mu Nan was the most excited. He whispered proudly in the tribal group.

"Look! This is the swordsmanship of the Central Plains! How is it compared to your grassland swordsmanship? What do you mean by a long sword can't cut and can't fight? That's because you haven't seen a real master! How dare a frog at the bottom of a well spout nonsense! "

This was the first time Shi Bao was rendered speechless by such a pauper! But he could not refute anything! The sword was so fast that he could not see the person's movements or the movement of the arm. It was like two flashes of lightning and everything was fine.

Wu Ya could not bear to see her brother embarrassed and said, "His sword and yours are not the same thing, right?"

Mu Nan boasted shamelessly, "Of course they are the same thing! It's just that he's faster and I've only just started. One day, I'll reach his level. It's just a matter of time! "

"The bandits won't wait for you!" Wu Ya curled her lips.

Lou Xiaoyi was not angry. He had experienced this kind of thing many times and could understand how the bandits felt now! But understanding was understanding, and taking action was taking action. These were two different things!

His character and habit was to understand you until all five hundred of you were dead! After a thousand and five hundred years of killing, what else could make him soft-hearted?

He looked at the bandits and said, "I still suggest that you don't act rashly! Of course, you have the right to express your wishes and I respect that … I'm the most reasonable person! "

This time, there were more than ten riders charging at them! Seven or eight of them charged forward to kill while five or six of them shot arrows from the back!

This was a test of Lou Xiaoyi's ability to adapt. He was not afraid of this kind of close combat, but he was not sure about the arrows because he was no longer a Primordial Spirit. Even if he could still judge, his body could not make the most sensitive reactions! Most of the time, he had no choice but to brandish his sword around himself to protect himself from the attacks of the arrows!

This was not in line with his usual fighting habits. It was very low-level, but in Mu Nan's eyes, it was like he had found a treasure.

"Look, look! Didn't you say that sword flowers are useless? They're just for show. When the scimitar strikes, everything will be over! Now you know the use of sword flowers? The swordsmanship of the Central Plains is extensive and profound. Every move and style has its own profound meaning. How can it be something that you can truly understand? "

Wu Ya's reaction was the fastest. She began to act coquettishly. "Brother Mu Nan, you promised me that you would teach me how to wield a sword …"

Mu Nan fell for this trick. "Teach! Of course he would! I, Mu Nan, have never been a selfish person. Swordsmanship can only flourish if it is carried forward! "

But he didn't even mention that his swordsmanship might not be the same as this Daoist's. Of course, even he himself couldn't tell. Rather than calling what he had learned a sword technique, it was better to call it a sword dance. How could there be any real ability in it?

On the open ground, Lou Xiaoyi was having a hard time killing! It wasn't that he couldn't do this now that he had lost his ability as a cultivator. Instead, he needed to thoroughly understand the limits of his current body so that he could allocate his abilities appropriately. Therefore, others might think that it was getting harder and harder for him to kill, but only he knew that it would only get easier and easier for him in the future.

Killing a few mortals was nothing to be proud of, but he was also a mortal now, so there was no need to worry about karma.

The heads of the families were in a bit of a dilemma! They were faced with a choice. Should they retreat under the guise of Miao Feng's evil power? Or should they rush forward and fight for the last time with the reputation of being a horse bandit?

In this world without gods or monsters, martial strength was supreme! The so-called legends were somewhat illusory in people's eyes. They were far from the respect that was deeply rooted in people's hearts in the Cultivation World. They didn't know that a person could kill an entire planet and wipe out an entire race. This was completely beyond their understanding!

To them, they had seen too many brave people. In the end, they could all be solved by rushing forward. The only difference was how many people came. The horse bandits were shocked by this Daoist's swordsmanship. However, no matter how shocked they were, it couldn't change their deep-rooted killing concept that had been ingrained in them for decades!

Hundreds of horses charging forward, not to mention slashing, they would ram him to death!

Lou Xiaoyi had already roughly grasped the limits of his body. For an experienced person like him, he only needed to kill a few people to know how far he could go.

He was a little confused. There was no point in being a live target here. It couldn't prove anything … Fortunately, someone helped him to solve this problem.

Before the horse bandits could organize to charge again, a few arrows flew out of nowhere. From the first leader to the fourth leader, none of them could escape. They all fell off their horses!

This unforeseen event was much more serious than Lou Xiaoyi smashing the Fifth Young Master to death, because it meant that there were five vacancies!

Miao Feng Mountain was a mysterious legend. Countless leaders of the past generations had died here. Without a leader who could keep his word … the horse bandits immediately fell into chaos. Each group had their own ambitions, and no one was willing to submit to another!

Even a real army could collapse after losing its commander. In this era of cold weapons, the dependence on the commander was more than anything else!

Not to mention the horse bandits!

The horse bandits hurriedly retreated. No one knew if they would come again. Lou Xiaoyi put away his sword and placed his hands behind his back. He began to size up Miao Feng Mountain, thinking about where to climb up!

He was a little unaccustomed to not being able to fly.

Others couldn't see where the arrows came from, but that didn't include him! With a direction in mind, he began to walk towards the entrance of the valley. There were still the knights of the Xiaguan tribe waiting for him there.

"Excuse me, excuse me. It's not good to block the main road like this! Are you going to collect tolls? "

The people of the Xiaguan tribe recovered from their shock and finally understood a fact: They were saved!

Although they didn't know the specific reason, was it because of this Taoist's unpredictable swordsmanship? Or was it because of those mysterious arrows? Or was it simply a manifestation of the magic of Miao Feng Mountain? None of these could change the fact that they were saved!

Mu Nan was the first to welcome him because he felt that he had the right to do so. As someone from the Central Plains, of course he had the obligation to be half a host.

"Taoist priest, you have great swordsmanship! Glory to the swordsman! I'm Mu Nan from Yan Zhao Mount Wei Prefecture. Greetings, Taoist priest. Thank you for your help. Otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to get through this! "

Lou Xiaoyi smiled. He didn't know anything. He didn't care about Yan Zhao or Mount Wei Prefecture. Now he only needed to find the person he was looking for and the temple he was looking for.

"No need to thank me. I'm also baffled. The last few arrows weren't my work. They were from someone else! I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first … "

Mu Nan had the temperament of someone who was very familiar with him. He followed behind relentlessly.

"Taoist priest, may I know your name? I'm also a swordsman. I wonder if you can teach me a thing or two later? And express my gratitude? "

Lou Xiaoyi had already gone far away, and his voice gradually faded away.

"Taoist Lou from Fang Wai. The sword on his back is Quanzhen. With fate as the foundation, the real body is outside the real body …"

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