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With a bang.

The next moment, Guanjun Hou's body flew out like a broken rag.

A large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, staining his clothes.

With a clang.

The Red Blood Demon Knife fell to the ground.

Guanjun Hou struggled hard and stabilized his body in a half-kneeling posture.

He raised his head and met Xiao Ping'an's pair of cold and unparalleled eyes.

Suddenly, his heart trembled. To be honest, he had never felt so clearly that he was so close to death as now.

"... Ahem, no... It's impossible. You... obviously... obviously hit by my Ten Fragrance Softening Powder. Logically, you can't circulate the true energy in your body. Why can you still resist my knife?"

Guanjun Hou looked at Xiao Ping'an and said puzzledly.

Xiao Ping'an was murderous. He looked at the puzzled Guanjun Hou with a cold smile and said coldly: "Let you die knowingly. I once wrote a peerless poem "Spring River Moon Night", which was favored by the ancient sage.

He passed on to me a unique skill called "Sacred Heart Technique". This skill has no other function, but it is only important for recovering injuries and detoxification.

The poison of your Ten Fragrance Softening Powder is indeed powerful, but as soon as it entered my body, it was dissolved by the "Sacred Heart Technique" in my body."

"So that's it."

Guanjun Hou nodded, his face full of gray.

Then.

He showed a bleak smile and said: "Xiao Ping'an, you really surprised me. I didn't expect that I, Guanjun Hou, would lose one day!"

A stream of warm blood overflowed from Guanjun Hou's chest.

Falling on the ground, it became a blooming plum blossom.

Xiao Pingan slowly approached him and said lightly: "Guanjun Hou, you should die."

The soft moonlight fell on the handsome young man with half of his body naked, as if it was glowing.

It was like the god of war descending to the world.

Guanjun Hou raised his eyes and looked at the handsome Xiao Pingan, sighing: "I can't believe that I, Zhao Xiao, a legendary and undefeated man, would be defeated by you, a waste today."

"Who is a waste? You dare to speak nonsense when you are about to die."

Xiao Pingan snorted coldly, no longer hesitated, and slapped him with one palm.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Guanjun Hou laughed loudly, and a powerful momentum was released from him. The Red Blood Demon Knife that fell on the ground flew back to his hand with a swish.

"Heaven Slash."

With a bang.

Guanjun Hou stood up instantly, holding the knife with both hands, and slashed at Xiao Pingan.

Instantly.

A terrifying blade light more than 30 meters long gushed out, like a big truck, and hit Xiao Pingan.

Xiao Pingan frowned and stepped back a few steps. A green divine light lingered around him. He activated the mysterious skills in his body and used the Mingyu skill. A pale white shield protected him. Although the blade light was sharp and terrifying, it was 30 meters long... but it couldn't hurt him half an inch. However, the ground under his feet and the house behind him were all broken in half.

For a moment, dust and smoke rose everywhere.

A big pit formed where he stood, and countless rocks and storms rushed towards him.

In the big pit, Xiao Pingan stood like a javelin. All the stones, rubble, branches... that touched him were annihilated. When the smoke slowly dissipated.

Xiao Pingan's narrow eyes saw the figure of the champion from afar and disappeared.

In the air, the proud and arrogant laughter of the champion came.

"Hahaha, Xiao Ping'an, if you want to kill me, go home and practice for another 20 years."

"Hmph, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot. I'll go to your house and kill you another day."

Xiao Ping'an said coldly.

He also knew that with the strength of Guanjun Hou, although he could defeat him, it was too difficult to kill him.

Besides, the two of them had been fighting for so long, which would definitely attract the attention of other strong men. What if he went through so much trouble to kill Guanjun Hou, and another master appeared and attacked him, and then he was killed once and for all, that would be a tragedy.

After all, the master is in seclusion now, so let's keep a low profile.

Thinking of this.

Xiao Ping'an did not chase him, and planned to find a dark and windy day to sneak into Guanjun Hou's house and kill Guanjun Hou directly.

…

The real situation of the Champion Marquis was not as good as he showed. When he returned home, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell softly in his yard.

Just then.

A woman's voice sounded.

'Who is it? '

In an instant, a beautiful purple-dressed woman landedIn front of the Champion Marquis.

Looking at this heroic man lying on the ground, covered in blood, a charming and cold face showed shock: "You are my junior brother, oh, it's really my junior brother, junior brother, how come you look like this?"

You know, not long ago, this junior brother defeated the famous and invincible general Fan Wubing.

And his cultivation level has also broken through, which is quite high-spirited. He also said something like, "From now on, I am invincible in the world", "I am invincible, you can do whatever you want", "Invincible, it's really lonely like snow" and other bullshit. I didn't expect that it would become like this in just a few days.

Could it be that it really fulfilled the old saying: Don't pretend, don't pretend, pretending will be struck by lightning?

Guan Jun Hou raised his head, glanced at the purple-clothed woman, and said weakly: "... Ahem... Yes, it's me, Senior Sister, I was attacked by a despicable villain and was seriously injured. You must not tell the master and the second master about this."

He was slapped in the face as soon as he boasted.

As a man who wants to save face, Guan Jun Hou really can't accept it...

It's like, a man in his twenties, but still dreaming, can't even find a girlfriend, it's really embarrassing and a failure, of course, this kind of thing will not be known to the family and the elders in the family.

If they knew, there would be no face.

After listening to Guan Jun Hou's words, the purple-clothed woman nodded, "Okay, I won't tell them."

Said.

The purple-clothed woman came in front of him, squatted down, and put her hand on Guan Jun Hou's shoulder.

A stream of strong and peaceful true qi was continuously transmitted into Guan Jun Hou's body, healing him.

The originally pale and bloodless face gradually regained its rosy color. After half an hour, the injuries on the champion's body had recovered almost completely.

Then.

The two came to the study.

The purple-clothed woman asked curiously: "Junior brother, you said you were attacked by someone, by whom? You are so skilled in martial arts, there should be more than one person who attacked you.

Were you attacked by many masters together?"