Dragon Sword God

Chapter 291 The Showdown Begins

The shopkeeper's expression was complicated, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was trapped in the vortex of memories, while Xiang Hao also waited patiently.

After a long time, the shopkeeper sighed, waved his hands, and said: "That may be just a joke, or it may be someone's idle speculation, so don't say it."

"You can say it when you want to. I will live here from now on, and I won't give you a single coin until you tell the truth." Xiang Hao smiled and didn't immediately embarrass the shopkeeper, turned around and went back upstairs.

"This bastard." The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, and then, looking like he had been fooled, he said loudly: "Stinky boy, do I know you very well?"

……

After Xiang Hao entered the room, his heart was very heavy. He wanted to cultivate, but he found it difficult to calm down. He kept thinking about those two magical words in his mind.

On the Road to Slaughter God, the city of the underworld appeared, and all the monks of Taihuang returned to the loess. Who left it?What did the person who left these two sentences find?
You know, there are billions of living beings in Taihuang, what kind of terrifying force can make billions of living beings return to the loess?

"You can't figure it out. What you have to do now is to cultivate hard so that you will have the power to protect yourself in the future." Jian San suddenly transmitted voice.

"Your voice, don't appear like a ghost every time." Xiang Hao was taken aback by Jian San's bulging voice.

Jian San smirked a few times, and said: "Don't scare you kid, you almost forgot the existence of this uncle."

"Do you know who said these two sentences?" Xiang Hao asked in a deep voice, not in the mood to talk nonsense with Jian San.

"How would I know?" Jian San said helplessly, "It's going to rain, and Niang wants to get married. This is something that is very difficult to stop. All sentient beings can only fight hard to fight for the chance of survival."

"Don't be so mysterious. No matter what kind of power it is, if you want to make people burn, it is an evil force. It is bound to be tolerated by history. It is the enemy of all beings. I firmly believe that evil spirits will never win." Xiang Hao's voice was firm. An unshakable belief.

"The ancient sages have long said that no matter how the world changes, the righteousness will always exist in the world." Jian San said seriously.

"Let's talk about the future." Xiang Hao let out a long breath, and said: "In three days, I will have to fight against the guy who proclaimed himself a little devil. That guy must have a very powerful technique. I want to beat him. Great method, so now, we still have to work hard to cultivate."

"Wait." Jian San stopped him: "I have something I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly, don't waste the time of this god king." Xiang Hao picked up a boxing book from the bookshelf.

"I want to fuse with Zhushen Sword Embryo." Jiansan said solemnly.

"What?" Xiang Hao shook his hand, and the punch fell to the ground.

"Don't be surprised, I'm serious, after careful consideration." Jian San said in a deep voice.

"Can't you regenerate the sword body yourself?" Xiang Hao asked in a deep voice.

"Now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, what kind of sword body does it have?" Jian San smiled wryly.

"I'm the one who got you in trouble." Xiang Hao felt a little sorry, because Jiansan saved himself twice, which led to the complete collapse of the sword body.

"It's meaningless to say these things. The God-killing Sword fetus is still growing up, and I have not yet developed a spiritual wisdom. I can become the master. Boy, you just need to say, and you agree or disagree."

"I agree, but the murderous intent of the God-killing Sword is too heavy, are you sure it won't affect you?" Xiang Hao asked seriously.

"It doesn't have a big impact, but my consciousness will be in a haze. I won't wake up again until the birth of the Zhushenjian becomes a real killing sword. At that time, I must have completely merged with the Zhushenjian."

"How long?" Xiang Hao asked.

"It can be as short as a year, or as long as a few years. Don't worry, after I enter, I can stimulate the original magical power of the sword embryo, and the sword embryo will begin to transform rapidly."

"I just hope that you are all well. I will wait for you to wake up and fight the world with me."

Afterwards, Xiang Hao took out the God-killing Sword Embryo, and watched with his own eyes the chaotic energy formed by Jian San into the sword embryo.

The sword embryo bloomed with mysterious symbols, and the killing light rose up. After a while, it returned to calm.

Xiang Hao sighed deeply. This time, Jian San doesn't know when he will wake up again.

In the following time, Xiang Hao gradually calmed down and entered the state of cultivation. Most of his time was spent on practicing swords and wind techniques, because what Xiang Hao was going to open up next was the Wind Cave.

Taoist Priest Wuliang was too active, running all over Cold Moon City. This guy was very restless, spreading the news that Xiang Hao was going to have a decisive battle with Little Demon God on Cold Moon Platform, and very ostentatiously gathered a large group of people to place bets.

"I bet Xiang Hao wins. If you don't accept it, bet quickly. One bet is one hundred coins, and the odds are ten for one. Don't miss it when you pass by." Innumerable Taoist priests made a big publicity on Hanyuetai, and there was no shortage of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. , Attracting bets, many people were in an uproar.

"Although Xiang Hao is strong, there is still a gap compared to my Tongtian Little Demon God in Cold Moon City. I bet that Little Demon God wins, and I bet ten bets."

"I bet fifty, and I bet that the Little Demon God will win."

"One hundred bets, the little devil will win."

……

Soon, there were hundreds of people betting, ranging from one bet to hundreds of bets. Most of them were betting on the victory of the Little Demon God, nearly a million god coins.

"Pindao reminds everyone first, whoever dares to play tricks will steal the hard-earned money of the poor, and the poor will have a life and death debate with him." Taoist Wuliang reminded everyone loudly.

"Tch, Mafia, you're doomed."

"Smelly Taoist priest, we want to remind you, don't play tricks when you lose, otherwise you won't be able to escape from Cold Moon City."

"That is, the little devil will win, and Xiang Hao will lose."

There are indeed many more voices supporting the Little Demon God than those supporting Xiang Hao.

Under the anticipation of all the people, three days passed, and finally it was the day when Xiang Hao and the little devil made an appointment to fight. The cold moon platform was surrounded by crowds of people, and it was extremely hot. Even the saint son and saint daughter of Hanyue Cave came to watch the battle.

The Little Demon God had already arrived, standing on the cold moon platform made of thousands of years of ice, surrounded by bursts of cheers, he seemed to enjoy this feeling, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The immeasurable Taoist priest stood under the cold moon platform, having a heated discussion with a group of people.

Half a moment later, the little demon god on the stage lost his patience and said loudly: "Could it be that Xiang Hao is afraid of this demon god? Are you afraid to come to fight?"

"In my opinion, Xiang Hao is afraid to come."

"It's fine if you don't dare to come, you still have self-knowledge, haha, even if he does come, he will be strongly suppressed by Lord Demon God."

People kept echoing and supporting the Little Demon God.

At this moment, in the distance, a slender figure stepped on the snow. He had black hair like a waterfall, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his temperament was extraordinary, attracting attention.

"It's Xiang Hao, he's here."

"He really dared to come."

People trembled, then fell silent again.

Xiang Hao came, went directly to the cold platform, and looked directly at the little devil.

Everyone knows that a big showdown is about to start.

"Since we're here, let's start, let's fight!" The little demon god's eyes were like knives, his fighting spirit surged, his black hair danced wildly, and he shot directly. When he raised his hand, his mana was powerful and powerful. Like a demon god, he punched Xiang Hao with a punch.

(End of this chapter)