Wanru didn't believe it: "Elder Tang, oh, no, Brother Tang, how old are you?"

"Twenty-one."

"But your cultivation?" Wanru was completely dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao coughed and said, "There is no order in enlightenment."

"Brother Tang's talent is really amazing. He is simply the best in the world. At the age of 21, he has such cultivation and means. It is really amazing." Wanru said with emotion.

Tang Xiaobao blushed, feeling embarrassed to brag any more. He asked Fatty Zhu beside him, "Old Zhu, what are you mumbling about?"

"I'm calculating when they should get here." said Fatty Zhu.

Tang Xiaobao's heart moved: "Are they coming?"

"Here you are." Fatty Zhu pointed to the bushes over there and said with a smile, "It's over there."

It was as if he was inexplicably confused. When he got into a stance, he realized that he didn't have a sword with him, and he was a little frightened for a moment.

Tang Xiaobao pulled her behind him and said with a smile, "Fighting is what we men do. You're a girl, so you should be a good girl and get out of the way."

Then, he shouted towards the bushes over there: "Hey, hey, hey, brother, don't hide, everyone sees you, come out quickly, the imperial army treats prisoners well... Oh, no, come out, what's the matter, let's talk it out face to face, hey, if you don't come out, I'm coming over."

Like a weird expression.

Elder Tang, oh, no, Brother Tang is really humorous.

He doesn't act like a superior at all.

A figure appeared in the grass.

That was the old man who had been sitting in the stone chamber on the east side at the auction. There were two swords slanted on his back. They were called mother-and-child swords, one male and one female... Tang Xiaobao didn't care about this.

There was a murderous aura about the old man. As soon as he appeared, he leaped up and was already not far from Tang Xiaobao.

"How did you find me?" the old man asked.

"Ghost Sword Xu Sanhu." Wanru's eyes changed, his expression turned grim, and he said, "Master Xu San, I don't know what you mean by stopping us."

"You?" Ghost Sword didn't even glance at Wanru, as if the other party was not worthy of his attention. He continued, "You have no right to speak to me. Even if Meng Yizi from your Divine Sword Sect came, he would have to give me some face for what I want to do. Besides, I'm not dealing with your Divine Sword Sect, but an outsider. You'd better get out of the way and don't meddle in other people's business."

Wan Ru frowned and said, "I advise Third Master Xu to retreat. These two are both the Supreme Elders of our Divine Sword Sect, with a status higher than that of the Sect Leader. I know what your purpose is. If it were someone else, I could turn a blind eye, but the people of our Divine Sword Sect are not to be bullied by anyone. Moreover, you are asking for trouble."

She had full confidence in Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu.

Both of them can fly through the air at such a long distance. Although Mr. Xu Sanye is very famous in the martial arts world, compared with Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu, he is a junior. If you really calculate by seniority, he is probably countless generations shorter than them. Isn't that just asking for humiliation?

Originally, it was not her place to speak on such matters, but as a junior, she felt it was better for her to say a few words.

Ghost Sword was stunned and narrowed his eyes. "Do you think I will believe you, Grand Elder? Why don't you say they are the leaders of your Divine Sword Sect? Ridiculous! I don't care who they are, but if they take my things, they must return them."

"You mean the sword?" Fatty Zhu chuckled, giving me a thumbs-up. "You're right. Give me back what you took from me. That's a good idea. Hand over that pottery jar, and I'll leave you alone. Otherwise, you'll lose your life today."

Tang Xiaobao couldn't get a word in, and was so anxious that he stepped forward and volunteered, saying with a smile, "The sword is right here with me. It's a pity you can't take it away. I advise you to hand it over and get out of here quickly, otherwise, Lao Zhu will be rude to you."

Fatty Zhu rolled his eyes at Tang Xiaobao and said, "For something like a fight, it's better for you to do it. Look at my body shape, can I still fight? Besides, how can I fight such a lowly little guy? Wouldn't that be lowering my status?"

There is nothing wrong with this.

Haodai, he is also a genuine god in heaven, and a fallen phoenix is ​​no better than a chicken... Oh, this is a bit discouraging, but Tang Xiaobao still approves of his airs.

Moreover, Tang Xiaobao is addicted to fighting. He is full of confidence and is not afraid of anyone.

With teleportation, speed is an advantage.

The innate qi has the advantage in strength.

Fighting is all about strength and speed, and he felt that no one was scary to him.

There is a beautiful woman next to you, and your disciple's daughter is here. Just pretend as much as you can, show off your power and act cool. Why not?

"Okay! Fighting is something I'm good at, let me do it!"

Tang Xiaobao admitted it immediately.

Gui Jian has a very high status in the martial arts world. He is a person on the same level as Meng Yizi and is one of the top figures in the martial arts world.

Hearing Tang Xiaobao and Fatty Zhu singing the same tune at this time, he suddenly became furious. He had previously thought that he could rely on his reputation to make Tang Xiaobao timid and hand over the sword obediently, but it turned out that Tang Xiaobao didn't even know who he was.

This is a slap in the face, a slap in the face.

Looking around the world, Ghost Sword has such a great reputation that this brand is like a credit card, and it is the highest level one that can be used anywhere.

But today, I can’t brush it.

Tang Xiaobao was not a martial arts expert at all, and naturally had never heard of the name of Ghost Sword, so how could he buy it?

Since I can’t use the face card, I can only fight.

Tang Xiaobao's attitude was very clear. He would not hand over the things obediently. If he wanted to get the treasure, he would have to fight first. It would be best to kill him, and then the treasure would naturally belong to him.

Ghost Sword has never been afraid of fighting. Countless martial arts masters have died at his hands. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the reputation he has today. Fighting or killing is a very simple matter for him. It's his profession. He sneered and said, "It seems you won't hand it over obediently. It doesn't matter. If I kill you, the treasure will naturally belong to me. It's a pity for you to die. You are so young and good-looking, but you have to lose your life here. It's a pity, it's really a pity."

"Is he showing off?" Tang Xiaobao turned around and asked Wanru, "Is he famous?"

Wanru blinked and said, "Brother Tang, Ghost Sword is quite famous in the martial arts world."

Listen carefully, he is quite famous.

This is also a slap in the face.

Ghost Sword's expression became even gloomier.

But Tang Xiaobao added another blow: "What Jianghu master? How come I haven't heard of him? How dare any random person bark in front of me? I just want to ask, are you planning to kill me?"

"I didn't think of killing you just now, but now I have this idea, so you are dead." Ghost Sword shook the sword sinisterly, and two sharp swords came out of the sheath and were held steadily in his hands.

"You are really professional at pretending, and you are still pretending now." Tang Xiaobao smiled calmly.

"Come and die."

Tang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Do you really want me to die?"

"I'm afraid that once I make a move, you won't have a chance to make a move again." Ghost Sword said.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Okay then, I'll really take action."