Xu Xiaoshou swore.

He solemnly swore!

After accepting Xiao Jing's hold, his original intention was just not to let the ten or so grand masters die.

after all.

can come here.

These masters, more or less, all have some points.

Xiao Jing seemed to be so angry that she was hunted down. She didn't even want the points and just started killing people.

The key is that killing people is useless here!

If you die, you will still be teleported out of the Yunlun Mountains. Apart from the unrealistic effect of relieving qi, what else can you get from killing someone?

No shit!

But points are a good thing, how could we not have them?

With this in mind, Xu Xiaoshou chose to use his points bank to resist Xiao Jing's "Pyroblast" move.

The method used was nothing more than using a fist to open Xiao Jing's palm to prevent the other party from holding it down.

But he forgot that with his fully formed passive skills, he could touch others.

But others...

Don't say it's a handshake!

If you even touch it, you may die on the spot!

"ah--"

A shrill cry.

Severe pain struck, and Xiao Jing's face twisted into a ball.

His face turned pale, he gasped for air, waved his hands and retreated frantically.

The blood on his wrist was gushing like a fountain, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The only thing he could do was to wrap it with spiritual energy to prevent the wound from worsening.

Then he took out the elixir and swallowed it crazily to stop the bleeding.

The bleeding has stopped.

But the palm is gone...

Under normal circumstances, who would carry around a fifth-grade Small Restoration Pill?

Even if Xiao Jing wanted this rare elixir, she would have to go back to her family to apply for it and exchange it with her contribution points.

He didn't bring it at all!

He never thought that with just such a hold, he would be blown to pieces without any warning!

Under normal circumstances, spiritual masters will have body-protecting spiritual energy. Even in the most dangerous times, they are alert and can give themselves defensive spiritual skills.

But with this grip, Xiao Jing really didn't feel any threat!

He couldn't even detect any trace of hostility, spiritual energy fluctuations or attack intentions from the young man opposite.

However, my hand is gone...

It's so unusual, so abnormal, so confusing...

The hand is gone!

"Who are you!!!" Xiao Jing was going crazy.

His hand holding the halberd was gone.

How can one survive under the siege of more than two hundred masters?

I just got the fire source stone, I just broke through the Star Sacrifice Realm...

Xiao Jing was originally high-spirited and thought that she had no rival under the throne.

But suddenly something like this appeared...

"What the hell is this!"

"Is this guy a hedgehog?"

"Hedgehogs don't have such disgusting attack methods!"

Xiao Jing was crazy, he was going crazy, and he had already greeted all the eighteen generations of the young ancestors in front of him.

When Xu Xiaoshou saw the "missed" blow from his opponent, he reacted hysterically and was also stunned.

Waited a moment.

Soon, he reacted.

"Good guy, you are just a grandmaster, but you don't have the ability to restore the throne at all?"

After dealing with the Throne for too long, Xu Xiao was attacked with a guarantee, so he always used sword thoughts to cover the enemy's wounds to prevent the opponent's injuries from recovering instantly.

Never thought that the trialist he met in the Yunlun Mountains this time would be seriously injured even by his unconscious passive counterattack.

"this……"

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

This is too weak!

Sure enough, swordsmanship is not his strong point, it is at least strong enough to have traces.

But if you want to change your attack method and use this passive skill to engage in close combat with the major trialists...

What a nightmare!

Who can stop this?

I'm afraid that the nightmares that linger in the minds of the trialists after a battle with him in the future will be this scene.

"Don't be afraid."

Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness also switched between lightning and flint.

Soon, he lowered his frequency and returned all considerations to the way of thinking that a master trialist should have.

"Brother Xiao Jing, right?"

Xu Xiaoshou said in a sincere tone: "Don't panic, I am not here to kill you. I am only interested in the fire source stone in your hand. You give it to me and I will protect you!"

Xiao Jing's lungs were about to burst with rage.

He looked at the face in front of him that was pretending to be sincere, and was furious: "Do you know who I am? Who dares to touch me today, let alone the fire source stone, even if it is..."

Xiao Jing is the descendant of Taixu.

He is an unprecedented genius in the Xiao family, and he also masters virtual images.

But when the legitimate threatening words were about to be spoken, among the discussions among the surrounding masters, it was obvious that someone recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

"Master Xu?"

"Damn it, why is he here?"

"Who is this person? He looks very strong physically..." Some people don't know.

"Heir of the Semi-Saint, Unparalleled Holy Body, Throne of Swordsmanship, Overlord of the East—Xu Dechun!" an acquaintance simply summarized it.

Now everyone was dumbfounded.

"???"

"There are so many gimmicks, are you serious?"

"Nonsense! The boss of the Xu Gang in the East, I escaped from that hell mode start... Why did he come here? He's a dog-skin plaster!"

The chatter on the sidelines became quieter.

When someone shouted "Throne of Swordsmanship, Unparalleled Holy Body", everyone knew it was cool.

This is a boss!

This bitch cannot be measured by the combat power of an ordinary grandmaster!

Ever since, at this moment, some people have begun to secretly evacuate and want to leave this place.

Xiao Jing heard these discussions and interrupted her shouting.

He has an illusion.

But the descendant of the semi-saint, I can’t say that he has a holy statue!

"Master Xu?" Xiao Jing asked tentatively.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "Since you recognize me, the matter will be easier to handle. I won't let you suffer. Give me your fire source stone. I am a fourth-grade alchemy throne and can help you heal your hand."

This injury." He pointed at Xiao Jing's broken wrist.
To be continued...