Jian Ming is so noble in this sword clan, he is treated by Yi Xiaoyao with an almost ignorant attitude at this moment, and even said in a reprimanding tone that he is nosy, how can he tolerate it in front of so many people?

Not to mention, in Jianming's eyes, Yi Xiaoyao is just a lowly person with a lot of blood, and it is not a pity to die.

Therefore, at the moment, his sword has no room for him to go straight to Yi Yaoyao's eyebrows.

At the same time, under the great change in Jian Xue'er's expression, she had no time to stop Jian Ming, so she could only look at Yi Yao with worried eyes.

I saw that Yi Xiaoyao, who was shrouded in the sword light, did not have the slightest ripple on his face, and his body sitting cross-legged on the bed did not even move.

It was as if he hadn't planned to make a move in the face of Jian Ming, who was attacking him.

This is indeed the case, because at the moment when he saw Jian Ming's shot, a thought appeared in Yi Xiaoyao's heart in vain.

Because he knew that everything that was happening here must have reached the ears of his mother, and even that she was already here, watching from a dark place.

So Yi Xiaoyao wanted to know if his mother would appear if he was bullied here.

Thinking of this, looking at the fierce sword qi that was getting closer and closer in front of him, the corners of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth slightly hooked up a trace of arc.

However, a wisp of blood splashed from Yi Xiaoyao's eyebrows, and Jian Ming's terrifying sword aura had already rushed to his face, and when the sword blade was only a few inches away from piercing his head, his mother still did not appear.

A ray of disappointment emerged from Yi Yaoyao's eyes.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to let Jian Ming kill him with a single sword.

Just when the sword blade appeared in front of Yi Xiaoyao's eyebrows, and was about to be stabbed, a subtle and delicate deflection of the head narrowly avoided Jian Ming's extremely fast sword.

The gorgeous sword light cut off a strand of black hair, passing through Yi Xiaoyao's ear, and the thin sword qi pierced the wall behind him directly.

"Huh?"

This sword failed, and Jian Ming was also surprised.

You must know that he is the existence of the Third Tribulation, and at such a close distance, even an ordinary Third Tribulation powerhouse under a sword may not be able to avoid it.

Moreover, Jian Ming knew his sword moves best, although it was not his full strength, but Yi Xiaoyao was able to dodge, which really surprised him.

"It seems that you still have some ability, but if you feel that you can be so arrogant that you still don't accept it, then you are killing yourself!"

A cold shout came from Jian Ming's mouth, and then the inscription golden sword in his hand slashed horizontally towards Yi Xiaoyao's neck again.

Yi Xiaoyao's body gently moved a few inches to the side, dodging such a thrilling sword again.

However, the robe on his body was swept by the sword qi, which instantly tore most of it, and at the same time, the bed board under him was also broken.

"A true swordsman doesn't use a sword against an unarmed person, let alone a man with my hands tied."

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyao, who fell to the ground, heard a calm voice: "So your sword, no matter how strong it is, is only inferior." ”

This sentence is undoubtedly satirizing Jian Ming's use of a sword against an unarmed person who does not do any resistance, and even more so judging his sword, which is an inferior sword.

Since Jian Ming grew up like this, he has been surrounded by countless praises since the day he was born, and he has never heard anyone say anything belittling him.

Now Yi Yaoyao's denial is the first time he has heard it, and it is also the first time he has felt this kind of rebellious words, how disgusting it is!

Therefore, after the inscription golden sword failed again, Jian Ming suddenly withdrew the sword in his hand.

"You say my sword, is it inferior?"

A low, angry voice came out of his throat.

At the same time, on the inscription golden sword in Jian Ming's hand, the Dao Dao inscription became vivid in vain, as if it had come to life, giving the long sword great power and exuding a terrifying aura.

If it weren't for the scruples of causing too much damage or injuring the others present, with his cultivation strength, he could cut through the entire Sword Master Palace with a single sword.

And now, after being denied by Yi Xiaoyao by avoiding two swords in a row, Jian Ming has a real murderous intent towards Yi Xiaoyao, both in his face and in his heart.

"I want to see if you really don't resist and use death to prove that my sword is inferior!"

As soon as the words fell, the inscription golden sword in Jian Ming's hand suddenly pointed towards the sky, and a powerful and sharp sword qi instantly swept around the sword, instantly cutting out a transparent gap in the roof, and the whole house slowly collapsed to both sides.

Then, while the inscription golden sword slowly fell towards Yi Xiaoyao, this terrifying sword qi also frantically cut through the space, tearing apart everything in its pass, and approaching Yi Xiaoyao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Everything in the house was instantly shattered into a piece of powder by the sword qi, and then the house collapsed.

And the next moment, a figure retreated from the ground, rushing out of the dust.

Another sword light, followed by it, cut the earth into a huge crack, wanting to kill the figure at the end of the crack.

Obviously, the regressive figure is easy to escape.

Jian Ming's sword light ruthlessly pursued and killed, just to force Yi Yao to make a move.

Under the sword light, Yi Xiaoyao still had a calm face, sitting cross-legged on the ground and retreating violently, just avoiding the opponent's sword qi, and never making a move.

"Brother Jianming!"

Jian Xue'er couldn't help but shout to stop it.

However, hearing this, Jian Ming snorted coldly, and the golden sword with the inscription in his hand shone even more, and the sword light that chased and killed Yi Xiaoyao was faster and more violent!

And under this vain force, the furious sword qi suddenly caught up with Yi Xiaoyao, instantly cutting the clothes on his body into rags.

Moreover, under Yi Xiaoyao's unused armor and domineering, the flesh and blood on his chest also appeared like a knife-like blood mark, and blood stained his clothes all over for a while.

After all, the other party is a third tribulation powerhouse, even if he doesn't use all his strength, his strength is still not to be underestimated.

Yi Xiaoyao is reluctant to reveal his identity, and without making a confrontation and not using domineering, it is the extreme to be able to stalemate to this extent.

And just when Yi Xiaoyao's chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and he had to prepare to fight, the deadly sword qi in front of him disappeared in an instant.

Bite!

A sharp and crisp sword roar sounded, and I saw a crystal long sword with a transparent body falling from the sky and inserting it in front of Yi Xiaoyao, and the void fluctuations emitted by the sword body completely intercepted all the sword qi cut out by Jian Ming.

And when he saw this crystal long sword, Yi Xiaoyao's gaze, which was already cold because of the sword inscription, also instantly turned into an infinite color of surprise.

Because his purpose has been accomplished, Mother, has finally appeared!

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(End of chapter)