Devouring Sword God

Chapter 229 I am a Sword Cultivator

"Make up a reason?" Yi Xiaoyao frowned, and then he understood some of the meaning.

Then he said to the guard: "Believe it or not, I'm here to give Yunmengling a gift, please let me know."

"Another gift-giver came." The guard shook his head and smiled: "Your reason is turning around quickly, but there are too many people like you who come to give gifts every day. Is it possible that I still have to report one by one?"

Then, the guard raised his chin to the young man in soap clothes next to him and said, "Look, the one next to you is also here to give gifts to our cousin."

The young man in soap frowned suddenly, and said, "What do you mean? How dare you compare me with such an unknown person!"

As the soap-clothed youth spoke, he looked at Yi Xiaoyao.

"Boy, not to mention that I've never heard of you, just by looking at your outfit, I know you're nothing!"

"A guy like you, dare to come here to give Miss Yun a gift? Let me tell you, our young master has already had a marriage contract with Miss Yun. How can you get half of Miss Yun? If you are sensible, get out of here." !"

The young man in soap clothes circled around Yi Xiaoyao, and finally stood in front of him and glanced at him, his face full of arrogance.

Yi Xiaoyao's face turned cold, and he stared into the eyes of the soap-clothed young man, the cold light in his eyes frightened the man's heart.

"Don't get out! If you don't get out, I will smash your legs for my young master!" The soap-clothed youth shouted angrily.

Yi Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent immediately enveloped this person, and said coldly: "It's up to you?"

The soap-clothed youth broke out in a cold sweat again from this murderous intent. How many people would he have to kill to possess this evil spirit?
However, he also sensed Yi Xiaoyao's cultivation base from this level of killing intent, the first level of Nascent Soul, one level lower than him.

"Hmph! Still talking hard to me!"

The next moment, the soap-clothed youth directly exuded the cultivation base of the second stage of Nascent Soul, raised his hand and waved towards Yi Xiaoyao.

Bang!
The arm of the soap-clothed youth, full of spiritual energy, was enough to destroy a thick wall, but at this moment it suddenly stopped in front of Yi Xiaoyao's chest.

clack clack clack...

There was a series of sounds of bone breaking, and Yi Xiaoyao's hand was firmly grasping the arm of the soap-clothed young man. The arm under the five fingers was like a handful of broken straw, and the pinched bones were shattered and bent.

"Ah ah ah..."

The youth in soap clothes was so painful that his face was flushed and distorted, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he kept screaming.

With killing intent on Yi Xiaoyao's face, he said coldly, "Are you going to break my legs?"

"Then I will break your legs first, and then take your life!"

With a cold shout, Yi Xiaoyao raised his leg and swept it out. Under the domineering spiritual power, this leg will definitely sweep off the person's legs.

But right now.

"stop!"

A shout came from the city lord's mansion, and then a burly man in armor rushed out, raising his hand to attack Yi Xiaoyao to stop him.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and Yi Xiaoyao sensed the attack coming from his side. He kicked the young man in white clothes flying in front of him, turned around and punched the big man in armor beside him.

Boom!
The two fists collided suddenly, and an astonishing shock wave spread between the fists.

These two fists shook together so forcefully, neither of them retreated half a point, and at the same time, they couldn't make the other party retreat an inch.

"Yuanying fifth stage, body refiner!"

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes froze. The armored man who was fighting with him was obviously a body refiner with astonishingly strong physical strength, and his cultivation was at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul.

If it was in the Great Shang Dynasty, Yi Xiaoyao would be able to easily kill a Nascent Soul fifth-layer realm, but at this moment, he is in a stalemate with this person.

Moreover, Yi Xiaoyao also discovered that this person should be someone like the captain of the guard. In the Great Shang Dynasty, a strong person at the fifth stage of the Nascent Soul was enough to become a suzerain or an elder, but here, he is just a captain of the guard!

"Worthy of being a member of the Great Xia Empire, the Nascent Soul Realm is everywhere, and the same realm far surpasses the monks of the Great Shang Dynasty."

Looking at the armored man in front of him, Yi Xiaoyao couldn't help sighing in his heart.

But at this time, the armored man was even more horrified.

"This kid, can he resist my punch?"

You know, he is a body refiner with a strong physical body, and his strength is not even matched by most of the monks in the same realm, but at this moment in front of him is just a boy in the first stage of Nascent Soul!
This made the big man in armor a bit embarrassed. The next moment, his right arm muscles swelled, and the power of his fist suddenly increased, and he wanted to blow Yi Xiaoyao away.

"Hmph!" Yi Xiaoyao smiled coldly, and then a raging flame ignited on his right arm, and the terrifying flame blasted out along with his punch.

boom!
There was an explosion that shook the ground, and the astonishing force of the explosion under the two fists shocked the two of them back.

Deng Deng Deng!
After taking three steps back, the armored man was supported by the guards behind him.

Dengdeng!

Yi Xiaoyao took two steps back.

The two looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the guards next to them and the young man in soap who was vomiting blood on the ground had already widened their eyes in shock.

"You are not my opponent. It is not too difficult for me to kill you, but I don't want to kill you."

Yi Xiaoyao said calmly to the armored man, after all, this armored man is from the City Lord's Mansion, and he doesn't want Yun Mengling's family to have a bad first impression of him.

The armored man was shocked, but when he heard Yi Xiaoyao's words, he immediately became furious.

In his life, this was the first time he heard someone whose cultivation was so much lower than him say such words to him, it was simply humiliating him.

Although the armored man was at a disadvantage in the fight just now, he did not use his full strength.

The next moment, the ground under the armored man's feet cracked, and he bombarded Yi Xiaoyao like a cannonball with even more astonishing power.

Yi Xiaoyao snorted coldly, the flames on his right arm were even worse, a layer of dark scales of sword spirit attached to his arm, facing the punch that had come in front of him.

boom!
After the explosion sounded, Yi Xiaoyao still stood firmly on the spot, his arms were a little numb.

But the armored man retreated violently again, and there were bloodstains cut out by the sword energy on his arms, and the blood had been burned dry by the flames.

"Come again!"

The armored man let out an angry roar full of unwillingness, wanting to attack Yi Xiaoyao again.

Suddenly, a cold voice came out.

"I am a swordsman."

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the armored man indifferently, and his palm was already on the long sword behind him.

The armored man's pace suddenly became firm, obviously understanding the meaning of this sentence.

For a swordsman, the powerful moves are naturally in swordsmanship, and Yi Xiaoyao has been able to knock him back several times without drawing his sword. What does this mean?
Obviously, if the armored man attacked again, after Yi Xiaoyao drew his sword, it would not be as simple as being repelled.

Yi Xiaoyao didn't care about the facial expression of the armored man at the moment, he turned around and walked towards the soap-clothed youth who was kicked away by him before.

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