Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 442: A Sword in the Abyss

In the courtyard outside the ancestral hall, Xia Mo and clan leader Bai Jingxuan faced each other ten meters apart. Leaves fell rustling and the cold spring wind blew.

Different from his previous fighting style, Bai Jingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as water, with the demeanor of a master. Especially since he was wearing a white robe, he truly looked like an otherworldly master.

Xia Mo resisted the urge to pull out her pistol and fire a shot. She moved slightly and got into a fist stance, even though she was more accustomed to starting a fight within three seconds of meeting someone. A fight was a fight, there was no need to be picky.

"please."

Bai Jingxuan raised one hand slightly and made a "you first" gesture.

Xia Mo thought that the words of elders should not be taken lightly, so she just regarded it as someone letting the younger generation have a few moves. Then she instantly entered the dragon bone state, roaring with great momentum like a clawed dragon. Xia Mo's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the broken stones and bricks under her feet.

Majesty descended from the sky, and the heavy feeling of oppression equally shocked everyone's mind. The three elders all had solemn expressions. The outcome of a fight between masters is often known before they make a move.

Bai Jingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly clapped his hands, blocking Xia Mo's heavy punch with a snap. The punch was as wild as a mountain storm, and it blew Xia Mo's side hair into the air, revealing a beautiful arc.

In Xia Mo's mind, the strength of the patriarch of the White King's descendants was adjusted to the level of a sub-adult of the next-generation species, so that he could keep up with her reaction speed, which was almost the frenzy state of Fengjian Liuli.

But this is neither Xia Mo's nor Bai Jingxuan's limit. The two looked at each other, their golden pupils melted like gold and iron, bursting out with scorching light and tremendous heat.

The next moment, Bai Jingxuan made a move, put his five fingers together, clenched his thumb, and stabbed Xia Mo's shoulder joint with great power as fast as thunder, trying to temporarily disable one of her arms and make her lose her fighting ability.

Xia Mo slapped back.

Touch your palms together.

If this were a martial arts novel, the internal strength of both parties would have pushed the two men back dozens of steps.

This was the fact. Xia Mo staggered back, feeling a little surprised. She had just faced off with Bai Jingxuan and felt his strong internal force impacting her internal organs.

If it were any other hybrid, they would suffer a great loss, after all, the bronze throne cannot protect against internal injuries.

It's a pity that Bai Jingxuan's opponent is Xia Mo. Internal organs? They are as hard as iron, old man.

On the other side, Bai Jingxuan appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually serious on the inside.

The human internal organs are extremely fragile. The slightest movement will cause the whole person to suffer extreme pain, making life worse than death. Just like a small appendicitis can be so painful that a person can die.

Even Bai Jingxuan, the Chinese version of Angers with an extremely strong body, could not prevent internal injuries, just like in the artificial island battle, when Uesugi Yue used the dragon bones under his skin to resist the fangs of the ghost tooth viper, otherwise it would have drilled into his lungs and he would have been done for.

Bai Jingxuan was sure that he transferred his internal energy into Xia Mo's body. This was one of his methods that could ignore any dragon bone defense. Bai Muyang was defeated by this trick in the beginning.

It can be seen that Xia Mo is fine. Either she is extremely tolerant, or her internal organs are quite strong.

The gust of wind created when Xia Mo and Bai Jingxuan high-fived blew her hairband off. Fortunately, she had a spare one, so she took it out and bit it with her mouth, while her hands deftly flipped it behind her head.

She believed that old man Bai Jingxuan would not launch a shameless sneak attack.

Intermission.

Bai Jingxuan smiled as Xia Mo re-tied her ponytail, then he said.

"I'm afraid my palm technique is useless to you. Do you know how to use a sword?"

sword?
Do you mean Levatin, or the seven deadly sins?

"Of course." Xia Mo was in high spirits.

"it is good."

Bai Jingxuan cheered, and the great elder Bai Xiaotian threw over an unsharpened eight-sided Han sword, which looked very majestic. After the old man grasped the sword, his aura suddenly became sharp, as if he was dozens of years younger. He must have been an extraordinary swordsman when he was young.

Xia Mo was not to be outdone. She pulled out the flaming magic sword in the void. The scorching heat cut through the air, creating ripples. The temperature in the yard rose positively, from spring cold to hot summer.

Bai Jingxuan had read Xia Mo's file before and knew about this magic sword. Before the fight, he instructed the Great Elder, "Go and collect the spirit tablets of our ancestors, so that no one will be harmed."

"Yes."

Qingyi also dragged Bai Muyang to the periphery. His little body was like pulling a sack. It was a quite funny scene.

"Please."

This time, Bai Jingxuan took the first step and Xia Mo defended.

With a kick of his foot, Bai Jingxuan's sword skills came into play. The shape of the eight-sided Han sword destined it to be good at piercing. Bai Jingxuan had slender arms, and the Han sword in his hands actually took on the style of a gun.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

The unsharpened and uncut eight-sided Han sword stabbed straight forward, upright and without any hidden movements, just like a gentleman, but Bai Jingxuan's majestic aura reached its peak at this moment, which was the strongest aura.

The sky and the earth changed color, as if a layer of shadow was cut open, and the whole world became brighter, so dazzling and white that it was shocking.

Xia Mo was temporarily surrounded by the old man's strongest aura, like city walls, deep abysses and towering mountains on all sides, the higher he looked, the higher it seemed. This aura alone was enough to make people surrender without a fight.

But Bai Jingxuan's opponent was Xia Mo, whose will was more vigorous and powerful. Xia Mo suddenly raised Levatin and swung it down with all her might. The tip of the sword slashed along the diagonal line and directly confronted Bai Jingxuan's rapier. For a moment, the sound was like golden swords.

Bai Jingxuan's mountain abyss spirit crashed straight into the burning world. He seemed to see a roaring fire giant standing tall and upright, and the mountain fire burst out in praise of it.

This is!

Reality, cut down.

There was a snap.

The Han sword in Bai Jingxuan's hand fell to the ground. In the eyes of others, it was as if Xia Mo had knocked away the sword with one sword.

The scene was completely silent.

The first elder and the second elder showed expressions of disbelief, not because someone defeated the clan leader, but because it was hard to imagine that someone could block or even defeat a sword as hopeless as a chasm. At least they were far from being able to do so.

In fact, defeating the patriarch is exaggerated enough.

The guys who can defeat Bai Jingxuan are all inhuman hangers-on like Lord Wa. The great elders have a feeling that the clan leader will still be the undisputed number one among the descendants of King Bai in ten years.

Even Uesugi Yue was definitely not a match for Bai Jingxuan, even though they had never met or knew each other.

You can think of Bai Jingxuan as an emperor whose talent surpasses Uesugi Yue's and who never slacks off and wins every battle. You can imagine how terrifying his strength is.

"I lost." Bai Jingxuan said with relief. The domineering aura on his body disappeared, as if it had never existed in the beginning. Standing in front of Xia Mo was a kind and amiable old man.

"Are you giving up already? The clan leader should still have a lot of energy left," Xia Mo said.

We have only just started fighting, and the words of power have not even been used yet. Moreover, the clan leader's physical strength should be in extreme inverse proportion to his appearance.

"One sword cut off the sword intent that I have cultivated for many years. The only thing that can defeat Shan Yuan is a stronger great image." Bai Jingxuan sighed.

Xia Mo raised her eyebrows, but she didn't say anything in the end.

"Mu Yang is left to you." Bai Jingxuan said.

"Well, I still need Xu Fu's bloodline."

The Great Elder was about to say who else but me when a voice spoke first.

"Take me!"

(End of this chapter)