"Rao Yaoyao?"

In the disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou's heart contracted suddenly and he immediately ran away.

However, his leap to the sky seemed to hit a wall and bounced back.

Rao Yaoyao glanced in that direction and raised her red lips.

Before she could move, the Xuancang Divine Sword only let out a sword cry. After the majestic sword intent swayed away, the portrait clone exploded into powder.

"It seems that you didn't draw the sword. I think so. After all, this is the artistic conception that Xiao Kongtong can create."

After a pause, Rao Yaoyao said to the void in front of him: "It's rare that you can come out so quickly. No wonder my worldly mind training didn't work on you before."

Xiao Kongtong's sword was not aimed at her. Just talking about the aftermath, it had almost no effect on her who majored in love swordsmanship.

But Rao Yaoyao was surprised that Xu Xiaoshou could get out of trouble almost as quickly as she did.

But that’s all.

"Although this sword is powerful, Xiao Kongtong is not a swordsman. He cannot kill Yan Lao."

Rao Yaoyao's pretty face was calm, "So Xu Xiaoshou, give up your struggle. Your fate has already been determined. If you take the initiative, I can reduce your sentence as appropriate."

Xu Xiaoshou heard the sound, lifted the disappearing spell, and appeared.

"People without faith don't know what they can do."

"Can I take your words seriously?"

Out?

Such a change made Rao Yaoyao stunned.

She just said it casually, never thinking that Xu Xiaoshou would really dare to show up.

Not only her, before the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique, there were also people who came out of the influence of the second world one after another.

After all, that sword was only aimed at Yan Wuse, they were far apart, and the extent of the impact was too much.

Even so, there are also a large number of sleeping people lying on the ruins of the Sin Palace.

But those who were still awake all paid attention to the scene of the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique again.

Even the second real body was surprised by the appearance of the original deity.

Even Yu Lingdi looked at the person in the picture and fell into confusion and deep thought.

This was completely different from the Xu Xiaoshou in his impression.

Xu Xiaoshou is clearly a person who will fight to the extreme...

"Yulingdi, don't you have to go there?" someone asked.

Yu Ling subconsciously looked at the man's round head, and soon he took a deep breath and disappeared.

"tired."

Above the abyss, Xu Xiaoshou did not explain much, "I know you are capable and I know you can find me. I don't want to waste too much time, so I came out."

It is true that he could continue to hide, but Rao Yaoyao pinched his lifeline.

From being exiled to being found, it was only a matter of time.

Xu Xiaoshou was really tired. He didn't want to hide anymore. He wanted to force Bazun to come out. He wanted to burn the boat.

God bless, the Eight Masters must be here...

"A very wise decision." At this moment, Rao Yaoyao's face was blown by the spring breeze, as if she was the winner at the end, she smiled and said:

"I won't kill you, but I will give you a ban on martial arts, and you will follow me back to Guizhe Holy Mountain to accept trial."

"Maybe after the trial, you will be executed on the spot, but you will see your master for the last time. This is my guarantee."

Then I really have to thank you for your kindness!

Just as Xu Xiaoshou was about to speak, there was a sound in the sky, and countless ancient words gathered into a three-foot-tall little giant wearing linen robes.

"No. 2?"

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked, No. 2 was obviously dead.

He soon remembered that this was the Divine Envoy controlled by Situ Yongren, not Number Two.

"I've met Sword Master Rao."

Situ Yongren was the first to see Rao Yaoyao, then turned to look at Xu Xiaoshou, ancient words flashed in his eyes:

"It's him."

He confirmed and then explained:

"I chased the Weasel of the Cold Sky, but it was too late. I was still unfamiliar with the control of Senior No. 2 and couldn't catch up."

"After sensing the sword strike just now, I immediately turned around to see if there was anything I could do to help."

Rao Yaoyao glanced at him and didn't say much.

The fact that Situ Yongren was able to come out so quickly must be due to some of No. 2's abilities.

At this moment, a light flashed in the distance, and an angry voice sounded:

"Where's Xiao Kongtong!"

Yan WuSe also arrived!

This guy was indeed not dead, but he was definitely delayed for more than dozens of breaths.

When he came back again, Xu Xiaoshou turned around and saw that there was a straight line of blood on his face from his forehead to his chest.

It was as if he had been split apart and then forcibly fused together, but there were traces of external force that could not be erased, and his aura was very unstable.

Sometimes confused, sometimes angry, sometimes desperate, sometimes irritable...

"puff!"

When Xu Xiaoshou saw the bloody line across the bridge of his nose, he couldn't help but laugh, "Have you ever been split?"

Yan Wuse's brows stood up, he stretched out his hand and a beam of light came over him.

Xu Xiaoshou reacted very quickly. Fang wanted to dodge, but quickly stabilized his body.

A colorless light shot past his side. This old guy's aim was even knocked open and he couldn't aim at anyone!

"Received glare, passive value, +1."

"Where's Xiao Kongtong!" Yan Wuse shouted angrily.

In his eyes, Xu Xiaoshou was already in his pocket.

From beginning to end, Xiao Kongtong, which was more important than Xu Xiaoshou, was the focus of his attention.

"After one strike, he was hollowed out and dead."

Xu Xiaoshou looked in the direction of Zhuoyuan, with regret and self-blame in his eyes, blaming himself for not being able to save him in time.

Yan Wuse snorted coldly and waved his hand.

The scene above the abyss flickered, and the scene of Xu Xiaoshou just appearing to save people was recalled.

Before the Thousand Miles Mirror surgery, some people laughed out loud on the spot.

"Ah this..." Xu Xiaoshou's face froze.

"Hand it over." Yan Wuse swung his right hand away heavily, but he seemed to have exerted too much force, and the right half of his body was violently pulled out, and was quickly forced back.

"Pfft." Xu Xiaoshou laughed again, "Are you really split?"

Rao Yaoyao looked at Mr. Yan, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Swords like this in the second world are not easy to bear.

Even if Xiao Kongtong has not yet become a swordsman, the power of that sword is secondary, and the main one is the mental impact.

It is difficult for a person who has been immersed in the second world to completely separate his experiences during that period, because those are all imaginary memories that have become real.

It is impossible to say that the human mind will be transformed in the second world.

Rao Yaoyao didn't know what Yan Wuse had experienced in his second world, but he must have been "satisfied".

Moreover, he will work hard for his best wish in the future, even if it means changing his current position.

This can be summarized from the development of everyone who has experienced the second world since the emergence of ancient swordsmanship.

At present, it seems that Yan Wuse has recovered well and maintains his previous stance and sanity.

But when he returned to the Holy Temple, he had to take a test.

Of course, Rao Yaoyao would not be stupid enough to say these words at this time.

She only glanced at Mr. Yan, then withdrew her gaze and said calmly: "Since Xiao Kongtong is on Xu Xiaoshou, the result will be the same if he is taken down."

"A few, a few..."

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands repeatedly, "I just showed up to show my sincerity, but it doesn't mean that I will be trapped like this, okay? I'm here to make a deal with you."
To be continued...