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"unacceptable!"

"Mr. Xiao didn't want to compete with swords, so he came up with this kind of trick!"

"Old Bai, why don't you help Mr. Xiao, don't you know how to do acupuncture?"

Bai Zhantang raised his hand, looked at Shopkeeper Tong with hatred and said.

"Didn't my finger be broken by Lao Xing?"

"Now you can't straighten your fingers, how can you do acupuncture?"

“…”

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the clothes he was wearing, his face turned red, and he thought that he seemed to be dressed a little better, and he didn't look like he had no money at all.

So he put one hand beside his and coughed softly.

"Cough cough..."

"The clothes... are borrowed."

"Is it? Lu Xiaofeng?"

"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng next to him also just realized, "Ang! Yes, yes, yes!"

With Lu Xiaofeng's ingenuity, he must have immediately understood what Ximen Chuuxue meant.

What made him unable to react was that Ximen Chuuxue could do such a thing? !

It seems that he really fought hard in order to compete with Mr. Xiao.

So he immediately cooperated and said.

"Speaking of which, you are the boss, why do you want to borrow my clothes?!"

"My whole body is worth several taels of silver!"

"If you wear it out, how can you compensate me?"

"However, if Mr. Xiao can make two cuts on this dress, it will be worth a lot..."

The two sang together, as long as they are not fools, they can see that they are fooling fools.

Xiao Xuan took a deep breath, and couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart.

After working for a long time, I didn't earn 100 yuan.

I really admire these two old sixes.

In order to compete with swords, you two really took great pains. Your potential points are all focused on the attributes of the sixth child, right?

"Okay, stop acting." Xiao Xuan waved his hand, glanced at Ximen Chuixue and said, "You are different from Senior Feng, he found three swords for me anyway."

"It's too cheap for you to do two things."

"Three things, when you think about it, you will draw your sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly burst into ecstasy, if he can fight against a master, what's the point of doing three things?

But this kind of joy can be understood by himself, but no one else can understand it at all.

The guest officials in the inn looked at each other, blinking and thinking that they had come to the wrong place.

"Is there two masters about to compete with swords? Why do I feel like I'm going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?"

"That's right, do you have to bargain for the duel between masters?"

"You don't understand now, do you? Do you think that masters just shoot casually? In a duel with masters, as long as you don't die, you have some insights. If you don't give masters any benefits, who has time to talk to you?"

"Can Mr. Xiao be such a person? Don't think Mr. Xiao is such a philistine!"

"Of course Mr. Xiao is not a philistine, but he... has already made a move!"

“…”

It wasn't Xiao Xuan who made the move first.

It was Ximen Chuuxue.

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't draw out his sword.

His move was a kind of respect for Xiao Xuan.

"Not yet, I'll wait for you."

Xiao Xuan blinked, "Wait? What is the ink stain?"

"Yes!" Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "If a person's heart is chaotic, his swordsmanship will be chaotic, and if a person's swordsmanship is chaotic, he will definitely die."

Xiao Xuan wanted to laugh angrily, and asked back, "So you don't want to make a move?"

"I don't want to take advantage of others' danger." Ximen Chuuxue picked up the giant sword in his hand.

"So, you think it's imperative?" Xiao Xuan's voice became colder and colder.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "I can wait for you, I don't think it will take long."

Before the words finished, Xiao Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. The coldness in his eyes made everyone feel a chill, like falling into an ice cellar, like sinking into an iceberg, as if the temperature in the inn had begun to drop suddenly.

Also at this time, Xiao Xuan clapped one hand on the table.

I saw the teacup on the table rising into the air, the tea splashed, and the water droplets splashed around, and the tea leaves covered the water droplets.

The two chopsticks rose together with the teacup.

However, unlike the teacup, the chopsticks suddenly split into countless wooden thorns in the vibration just now.

At first glance, it looks like a complete chopstick.

But in fact, the roots have been broken, and hundreds of wooden thorns are still together, but there is no connection.

Immediately following Xiao Xuan, he slapped forward in the next second.

Thousands of wooden thorns are like thousands of horses and horses, stabbing mightily towards Ximen Chuixue.

But at this moment, Dongfang Bubai, who was sitting on the side and watching Xiao Xuan all the time, his eyes were shining brightly!

Chapter 141 Turn Wood into Needles, Turn Needles into Swords

Use wood to turn needles, use needles to turn swords!

This requires a very high level of internal strength to shatter a chopstick into countless thin needles, but Xiao Xuan's needles are different from Dongfang Bubai's needles.

Dongfang Bubai's needle is a steel needle, although it is small, it is exquisite and extremely hard.

Xiao Xuan's needles are wooden needles, small, not so delicate, and even more fragile.

But in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, he didn't dare to underestimate these extremely fragile wooden needles.

Because he can also hurt people's lives, and in the hands of masters, plants, trees, bamboo and rocks can all be swords.

This wooden needle is no weaker than his embroidery needle.

In fact, there is no martial arts teaching people to use steel needles in the Sunflower Collection.

Some just use needles as swords, use swords to transform needles, and integrate swordsmanship into embroidery needles.

It is said that it uses needles, but it uses swordsmanship when applying needles.

It's just that the needle is very small, there is no room for maneuver, and some only have a speed that is difficult to capture with the naked eye, and a reaction that ordinary people cannot have.

At this moment, Dongfang Bubai already knew that his martial arts could not compare with Xiao Xuan after all.

Just this move is several times better than him.

But the difference between him and Ximen Chuuxue was that what Ximen Chuuxue wanted was to win.

And what he wanted was to let Xiao Xuan die.

There are many ways for a person to die.

If there is no other way, it is also possible to use some despicable means.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue felt an unbearable crisis when he saw Xiao Xuan's attack.

This feeling is an unprecedented feeling.

Even when facing Ye Gucheng, he never felt this way.

So when Xiao Xuan made his first palm, the Juque sword was already out of its sheath.

However, the sword did not block his chest, but pierced Xiao Xuan's chest.

The distance between him and Xiao Xuan was only three steps away.

But these three steps seem to be the distance between him and victory.

It seems as if you can see victory when you look up, and you can see the blood on the sword when you look down.

Ximen blows snow, blowing not snow, but blood.

It's just that he overestimated himself.

When the sword light flashed, he felt that his sword was slow.

It wasn't that his speed of drawing the sword was slow, but that the wooden needles hit his Juque sword, preventing him from moving forward at all.

At the same time, there were too many wooden needles, so he had no room to fight back.

I saw that Ximen Chuuxue's sword began to tremble, trembling, the vibration produced by countless wooden thorns hitting the Juque sword, made Ximen Chuuxue's tiger's mouth hurt, and for the first time in decades of holding the sword, he felt like he was about to let go.

Ximen Chuuxue gritted her teeth and clenched the sword in her hand, trying to push it in front of Xiao Xuan.

Obviously there are only three steps away, but at this moment, it makes him feel that these three steps are like a thousand-meter gap, a distance that he will never be able to cross.

Just at the very moment, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him.

The sound is very subtle, almost inaudible.

But Ximen Chuuxue felt it, and it was still a very familiar feeling.

But the wind was not aimed at himself, but at Xiao Xuan who was opposite.

For a moment, Ximen Chuuxue felt unwilling.

He knew that someone was helping him, but if he helped him defeat Xiao Xuan, would this kind of victory still count as a victory?

He would rather lose!

I would rather not be as skilled as others, and I don't want someone to help me win a victory that I shouldn't win.

But before he could react, five embroidery needles appeared before his eyes.

This embroidery needle is almost the same size as Xiao Xuan's wooden needle, the difference is that this embroidery needle is stronger.

The strong wind carried by the embroidery needle messed up the trajectory of the wooden needle, ran towards Xiao Xuan's body and stabbed it.

And Ximen Chuuxue also let go of the tiger's mouth suddenly, and was able to control the giant sword.

Without these five embroidery needles, he would soon be unable to hold the sword in his hand.

Ximen Chuuxue was about to turn his head to see who it was, but a golden light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, this golden light dazzled his eyes.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

A series of five metal collision sounds sounded, and five embroidery needles fell to the ground half a foot in front of Xiao Xuan.

Then the golden light dissipated, and the steel needle fell to the ground, just like before.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Xiao Xuan in disbelief, his eyes were full of shock.

"This?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't have time to care who the person behind him was, and looked at Xiao Xuan in a daze, thinking that if he had been attacked just now, he would probably be dead by now.

But Xiao Xuan actually blocked it.

How did he do that? !