MTL - Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless-Chapter 101

Xia An looked calm, "However, you are considered a master. I'm curious, what exactly did King Zhao promise you to make you his lackey?"

"A running dog? Can't we talk about it?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar denied, "It's just that everyone takes what they need. In addition, there are some grievances between Xia and Xia Chushen that need to be settled."

"resentment?"

Xia An frowned, "If I remember correctly, we should have never met before."

"But Xia Tunshen killed some people who shouldn't have been killed, didn't he?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed softly, "Although I really don't like these picky bastards, in the eyes of outsiders, we are one after all."

"Xia Tunshen killed them just like that, and made them lose their reputation below."

heard that,

Xia An pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise:

"You mean the twelve astrological signs?" Zhang.

Chapter 140 Twelve Astrology, Dragon

"Xia Chushen is really smart, he can understand a little bit." The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded.

"So, you are the dragon among the twelve zodiac signs?"

Xia An became interested for a while.

Among the twelve astrological signs, the most mysterious one is not Wei Wuya, the head of the rat, but the head of the four spirits, the dragon.

The dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide.

Big ones spit out fog and make clouds rise, turn rivers and seas.

The little one buried his head and paws, hiding himself.

Ascension means soaring among the universe, while hidden means lurking in the autumn waves.

There is a saying that although they belong to the twelve astrological signs, they are independent and unconstrained.

Small things are not disturbed, only when big things happen.

Therefore, it has always been that the dragon sees the head but does not see the end. There are speculations in the world, but no one knows the true identity of the dragon.

Even Xia An, a traverser, didn't know who the dragon was, but "Two Six Three" saw that it was mysterious and unpredictable.

Today, the truth seems to be gradually emerging.

"It's right down."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded, without any intention of hiding, and generously admitted.

"It's a pity that you have no chance to avenge your revenge." Xia An shook his head lightly.

"Xia Catching God is a little too confident. I have a shortcoming, that is, I am too cautious, so it is difficult to see me in the world."

"As for the advantages..."

As he said that, Long paused in his tone, and purposely put it off.

Xia An let out an oh, but didn't pay much attention.

"..."

The dragon looked calm and said nothing.

half an hour.

The corner of Long's mouth twitched, and his eyelids twitched even more depressed, "Aren't you curious about my strengths?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xia An's five fingers holding the sword were slightly spread, and the knuckles rotated one by one in the air, changing to a more comfortable way of holding the sword.

Then, with a little step, the figure became blurred.

Clang!

The sword shines again.

"you…"

Long didn't finish his sentence, and was holding back his anger. Xia An's sudden killing caught him by surprise.

Seeing his uncomfortable expression as if he had eaten a fly, Xia An sneered.

Want to show off?

There are no doors.

The light steel sharp sword drew dozens of afterimages in the air, and the wind howled.

Long's heart was startled. Even he didn't dare to be distracted by the speed of Xia An's sword, so he could only deal with it with his best.

Between the intertwining of the sword and the net, several breaths passed.

Scoff!

The tip of the sword buzzed, and Xia An raised the light steel sword lightly.

Long couldn't deal with it in time, he almost let go of the scroll in his hand, his face changed slightly, he stepped forward with one foot, stabilizing his heel, and the majestic zhenqi circulated from his dantian to his hand, which could hold the scroll.

In the next instant, the light steel sword had already landed on the tip of his nose.

The dragon's face was terrified, and he retreated violently, but the light steel sword still swept to the tip of his nose.

Blood gushed out suddenly.

This sword almost cut off his entire nose.

"How dare you hurt me!"

The dragon jumped back and retreated a few feet before stopping.

His complexion changed from plain and refined to furious.

Just as Xia An thought, the gentle appearance was just his disguise, and now that he suffered a loss, his bloodthirsty nature was exposed.

Long stretched out his hand and pulled gently, tearing off the clothes on his body, revealing his strong muscles.

"..."

Xia An was speechless for a while, why did he play a hooligan in this name?

That is to say, Yaoyue didn't come with him, seeing this scene, he had to pat this person into a meat paste.

What bad habits?

"very good."

Long's face became more and more gloomy, and as he took off his clothes, the true energy in his body also changed accordingly.

From the original peaceful and upright, it became extremely violent, giving people a great sense of oppression.

He let out a soft drink, and the scroll in his hand actually floated like this, being carried in mid-air by his true energy.

"What I didn't say before is that since I dare to make a move, it means that I am 100% sure that I can kill you."

At this time, Long still thought about what he hadn't said before.

It can be regarded as a person who has a beginning and an end.

However, apart from this somewhat intriguing eccentricity, he does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

Xia An can intuitively feel that the aura of the dragon has been greatly improved compared to before.

"Die!"

The next moment, the dragon jumped forward, and the scroll in his hand was turned over by a corner. Under the sunlight, it reflected a cold light.

As sharp as a sword blade.

Naturally, Xia An was not afraid, the light steel sword danced in the air into beautiful sword flowers 0. …

The scroll and the long sword collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

An inch is short, an inch is dangerous.

In the tome in the dragon's hand, the effective part with the ability to attack and kill is even shorter than an ordinary dagger.

But in his hands, it is controlled like an arm and a finger, with ease.

Strong winds blew up, and the speed of the moves between the two became faster and faster, one after another.

In the air, the figures of the two even disappeared for a short time, and the blurred afterimages intertwined together, like ghosts.

Surroundings, boulders and trees, as long as they are hit by the aftermath, they will inevitably be broken in the middle.

Even a light tap between the two of them can create a deep hole in the ground.

Within a radius of two feet, it was as if it had been plowed once, and it was dilapidated.

Scoff!

The sword light flashed.

In such a face-to-face fight, Xia An's all-in-one martial arts finally brought him irresistible suppression.

A flower of blood surged from the dragon's shoulder, and he staggered back two steps.

Xia An stepped lightly, as light as a swallow.

The wrist trembled slightly, and the sword was drawn.

Another gorgeous flower of blood.

Long was terrified, and he didn't feel how fast and gorgeous Xia An's movements were.

But, just can't stop it.

This is completely crushing the artistic conception.

But how big is this talent?

It is already puzzling to Long that he can have the internal strength of the late master.

The current artistic conception is so high, 3.4 is even more outrageous.

But the internal strength is strong, and it can also be achieved through transmission of skills, or some relatively unique skills.

For example, the method of attracting stars is the most typical example.

This is why Long still scoffed at the rumors that Dongfang Bubai died at Xia An's hands.

In his opinion, Xia An has such a high level of internal energy at such an age, it must have been enlightened by someone by chance.

As for Dongfang Bubai's death, it's just rumors spread by good people. The former should have died under the siege, and Xia An was just one of the participants.

With the light of Yaoyue and Lianxing.

But today's collision made Long feel a little bit wrong.

Even if Xia An is a participant, it's not the kind of fish in troubled waters, but a real player with real strength, able to participate in this level of confrontation.

Chapter 141 The Twelve Astrological Signs Are Officially Destroyed

Especially the artistic conception is so high that it almost reached the realm of a great master.

Even if he is a martial arts genius, he shouldn't exaggerate to this extent, right?

It's evil.

Clang!

With a flash of sword light, Xia An handed over the sword again.

With a gloomy face, Long resisted the head of the sword and was slashed by Xia An. He didn't care about the blood flow, and retreated violently.

He knew clearly that if he continued to fight like this, he would have no chance at all.

A quick fix is ​​the only turning point.

Squeezing it hard with one hand, the sharp edge of the scroll cut his skin instantly, and blood slowly flowed into the palm of his hand.