I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

"Anger +399."

"Anger +400."

"Anger +499."

...

Among the crowd opposite, Qingluan stared fixedly at Wang Xuan who stood up, a little complicated.

Did I owe him a debt in my previous life?Why are you always haunted.

I met him when I went to Diqiu, met him again when I went to Xianyang, and now I came to Sanghai, and unexpectedly saw him again.

In Wang Xuan's words, this is called a fateful meeting from thousands of miles away.

Of course, for Qingluan, this is a proper fate.

The member of Bainiao next to him asked in a low voice: "Chief Qingluan, do you know him?"

Qingluan nodded with complicated emotions.

"I once told you that I met a very cheap person in Fuping, and that was him."

"It turned out to be this guy."

For a moment, the eyes of Bainiao's people were full of hatred.

They have all heard about what cruel things Wang Xuan did to Bainiao's people in Fuping, and even Wang Xuan has been listed as the number one enemy by Bainiao.

"Long time no see, Qingluan, how is your hair?"

Li Qingxuan asked loudly.

There's something special about the way you say hello.

Everyone on the Confucian side is full of puzzlement.

On the other side, Qingluan's eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Anger +699."

"Chief Qingluan, I will protect you."

A man said loudly.

Because Qingluan is the princess of Korea, she is also beautiful, so she has many suitors in the dark.

Qingluan looked at the young man who stood up, it was a relatively strong master in the night scene, he was already rank nine at a young age, and belonged to the rank of young heroes.

But she still hesitated and said, "Forget it, you can't beat him."

The young man's face turned red immediately.

To be uttered such an evaluation by the goddess in his dream, one can imagine how much he suffered.

The young man immediately became unconvinced.

"I'll meet you."

Regardless of Qingluan's dissuasion, the other party stood up.

Immediately, Wang Xuan felt a little displeased, and said in a loud voice, "I'm reminiscing with old friends, what are you doing? Do you know how we fight in the woods?"

When Wang Xuan yelled like this, the eyes of both sides suddenly became strange.

That young man was even more passionate. The message in these words was so big, it was like a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

"Anger +799."

"Anger +800."

...

"Wang Xuan, don't talk nonsense."

Qingluan stomped her feet angrily.

If he didn't do something, others would really think that he had something to do with Emperor Xuan.

"I fought with you."

It's just that before Qingluan became angry, the young man rushed over like a whirlwind, and the speed was so fast.

Ninth-rank masters are not bad in strength.

"We can't let Junior Brother Zixuan get hurt."

On the Confucian side, there are people who are full of blood and vigor, and they will help Wang Xuan to block the opponent.

Unexpectedly, he was held back by Zimu next to him.

"Don't be impulsive. Since Zixuan dared to jump out, he must have confidence. Maybe he has hidden his strength, and his strength is very strong."

Zimu said so.

In fact, they just wanted to see Wang Xuan being dealt with.

At this time, Zi Shen also nodded.

"Zimu is right, Zixuan's strength is indeed beyond your comparability."

After hearing this, Zimu nodded hurriedly. He felt that Senior Brother Zishen still loved him. Don't you think he is helping himself to lie now?

At this time, the member of the Hundred Birds had already rushed in front of Emperor Xuan.

"Ha ha."

Wang Xuan rubbed his hands.

When the opponent rushed over and stabbed with a sword, a layer of golden light suddenly lingered on his hand, he directly grabbed the opponent's sword, and pulled the sword out of the opponent's hand like that.

The opponent didn't even have room to resist.

Seeing Wang Xuan shrugging his shoulders with a smile, he put the snatched sword into the box on his back.

Another sword.

The young man looked at the empty palm stupidly, and was a little dazed for a moment.

He still hasn't figured out what happened.

This young man can break through to the ninth rank, which is considered to be a battle-hardened experience.

But this is the first time this happened.

After Wang Xuan put away the sword, he waved his hand and said to the young man: "Okay, I have received the sword, you can go back."

The meaning in these words is as if the other party rushed over to give him the sword.

"Anger +699."

Wang Xuanbai got a sword, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he realized that this was simply a way to make money.

Not only can you get the sword, but you can also brush your anger, killing two birds with one stone.

The most important thing is that the members of Yemu, especially the masters who have reached the ninth rank or above, their swords are actually of good quality.

After all, to a martial artist, a sword is like a daughter-in-law, so can you not cherish it?

Wang Xuan simply rushed to the Bainiao's camp.

Shouting: "Whoever wants to make a move, hurry up, the one with the sword will be given priority."

A Hundred Birds member who was closest to Wang Xuan didn't figure out what happened, but saw Wang Xuan rushing towards him.

One snatched the sword in his hand, stuffed it in the box, and then rushed to the next one.

The member of the Hundred Birds lost his sword before he understood what had happened.

"Anger +555."

Chapter 503 Stone War

Wang Xuan rushed over to grab the weapon, among the crowd of birds, several people looked at the empty palms with messy faces.

Wang Xuan was carrying a heavy box on his back, seeing the anger value floating like a barrage, he was indescribably happy.

It's just that the other party seems to have a very strong murderous intent, attacking him.

Turning around, he saw the coir raincoat who was fighting Zhang Liang and Yan Lu glanced in this direction.

The coir raincoat didn't notice Wang Xuan at first, but suddenly he heard chaos in his camp.

Looking down, I realized that Wang Xuan was playing tricks.

And when he was distracted, Yan Lu Yijian left a wound on his arm.

"Anger +399."

Wang Xuan swept around the Bainiao camp, and there were more than ten more swords in the box behind.

When Wang Xuan ran back to Xiaoshengxianzhuang's camp, Bai Niao and the others were left watching the missing weapon and doubting life.

This is too much, don't you think we have no temper?

Not bad, I really have no temper.

At this time, everyone can basically see that although Wang Xuan is a bit cheap, his strength is really strong.

For the few ninth-rank masters in Bainiao, they are basically in a state of crushing.

"Let's launch an attack and destroy the enemy directly."

A disciple of Xiao Shengxian Zhuang saw Wang Xuan come back.Immediately said loudly.

Seeing Wang Xuan playing so gracefully, he felt that he could do it.

"I said that these night people are nothing special. They dare to come and break into our Little Sage Manor, and let them come and go."

"That's right, let's go together."

The disciples of the Confucianism around were full of fighting spirit. Judging by their appearance, the members of Yemu were not regarded by them at all.

"Yeah."

Wang Xuan encouraged: "Hurry up, I will cheer you on from behind."