Chapter 305: 3 Jian Baizi

"You are not good enough for her!" Sanjian Baizi said lightly as he looked at Xiao Zimo.
"If you are worthy, you can only know if you compare it, don't you?" Xiao Zimo said lightly.
"Yeah! I knew it before, but we all feel ashamed for someone like you to serve as a Shoushan disciple of Jianzong." Sanjian Baizi said unceremoniously while looking at Xiao Zimo.
"A person like you doesn't even have the qualifications to be a duck on our side." Xiao Zimo curled his lips and said.
Puff!
When Yun Ziyao in Xiao Zimo's arms heard Xiao Zimo's words, she couldn't help but laughed, letting Sanjian Baizi look dumbfounded.
Peerless stunner!
Must get her!
This was the only thought in Sanjian Baizi's mind.
"Good boy, I want to see how many catties you have! Look at the sword!" Sanjian Baizi snorted coldly, pulled out the other one pinned to his waist, and stab Xiao Zimo without hesitation. Past.
"Go ahead, be careful." Xiao Zimo let go of his arm around Yun Ziyao, picked up the Seventh-turn Heavenly Phoenix Grass on the ground, and escaped Sanjian Baizi's attack with a single step.
And the moment Yun Ziyao let go of Xiao Zimo's hand, her heart suddenly became empty, but thinking of Xiao Zimo's instructions, she hurriedly walked to the side of the drunk and looked at the people on the court with worry. Xiao Zimo.
"You also go quickly!" Xiao Zimo turned his head and said to the two tigers.
Roar!
The two tigers roared and moved their huge bodies far away from Xiao Zimo and Sanjian Baizi.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Drunk Bugui said lightly after taking a sip of wine.
Cang!
When Xiao Zimo escaped Sanjian Baizi's second attack, Gui Cry appeared in his hand.
"This is... a knife! A good knife! It will be mine later! Waste is not qualified to use such a good knife!" Sanjian Baizi couldn't help but praise the ghost crying in Xiao Zimo's hand.
"That also requires you to have this strength!" Xiao Zimo said lightly.
"Hmph! Then try it!" Sanjian Baizi snorted coldly, pulled out the sword that was just inserted in front of Xiao Zimo, and slashed towards Xiao Zimo with a sword in his hand, making his moves faster than before. almost.
"Seven-star physique sixth heaven! No wonder there is that tone!" At the moment Sanjian Baizi shot, Xiao Zimo also felt the waves of fighting spirit from him, and he also knew his strength.
"It's fine if you know, presumably you didn't think I had such a strong strength, right!" When Sanjian Baizi heard Xiao Zimo's words, a confident smile appeared on his face.
"Hehe, you have confidence in your own strength!" Xiao Zimo looked at Sanjian Baizi with a playful expression.
"It's hard to lose confidence in fighting with ants like you, isn't it?" San Jian Baizi said teasingly while cutting Xiao Zimo.
"Then give it a try, who is the ant?" Xiao Zimo raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, his hands suddenly exerted force, Gui Cry pulled a sword in the void, and slammed at Sanjian Baizi's shoulder.
"Small carving skills!" Three swords, Bai Zi's double swords crossed, blocking Xiao Zimo's attack.
"Strength increased by 20 times!" Xiao Zimo grinned, Sanjian Baizi immediately felt Xiao Zimo's strength increase, giving him a faint retreat posture.
"The seventh-star physique third heaven! Impossible! You are three realms less than me, why are you stronger than me!" San Jian Baizi said, looking at Xiao Zimo with an incredible expression.
"Because you are weak! Three realms stronger than me, but still not as strong as me, you may have cultivated fake resources!" Xiao Zimo said with a joking expression.
"No! Impossible! My father is the lord of a sect. How could he use fake resources for me to practice? You must be deceiving people. You must be sent by the poisonous sect to provoke my relationship with my father. I can't believe you, take my life!" Sanjian Baizi shook his head, looked at Xiao Zimo angrily, and somehow gave him a fake identity.
"Yes! You are right. I am a disciple of Poison Sect. Listen carefully. Sword Sect and Poison Sect are not at the same level. One day, our Poison Sect disciples will definitely let you Sword Sect be destroyed." Zong has dealt with Jianzong so many times, Xiao Zimo also knows that Poison Sect and Jianzong are in opposition to each other. He doesn't mind adding another fire, let the two sects work first, and give him time to grow up. At that time, he would not be afraid of the people of Jianzong and Poison.
"Is your Poison Sect so shameless?" San Jian Baizi gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Zimo angrily.
"Anyway, our Poison Sect is not a good thing, but we flatter the truth, that is, we will not give up if we don't achieve our goal, even if we use unscrupulous means." Anyway, Xiao Zimo is not a member of the Poison Sect. It doesn't matter if it is damaged.
"Hmph! Look at the sword! Shocked a stab!" As he said, the two swords in his hand suddenly turned into afterimages, and they attacked Xiao Zimo.
"So fast!" Looking at the afterimages of the two swords that were constantly changing before him, Xiao Zimo could only put Gui Cry on his chest to resist his attack.
Cang! Cang!
The two swords hit the Ghost Cry Knife at the same time, making two metallic noises.
laugh!
The tremendous strength made Xiao Zimo couldn't help but step back a few steps before he could stop.
"Tear!" The two swords in Sanjian Baizi's hands crossed together, turned into a pair of scissors, and rushed towards Xiao Zimo.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of him, and Xiao Zimo swung his knife and slashed it, but the two swords in Sanjian Baizi's hand changed abruptly, suddenly separated, and swiped to both sides~EbookFREE.me~锵!
Xiao Zimo quickly blocked it, but he could only block the attack of one of the swords. The other sword was cut on his arm, and wisps of blood immediately penetrated the clothes and exposed to Yun Ziyao.
"Xiao Zimo, how are you!" Yun Ziyao said with a worried expression looking at Xiao Zimo's bleeding.
"It's okay, this small injury is nothing!" Xiao Zimo reached out and tapped around his injured arm, and the blood that kept leaking out instantly stopped.
Stabbed!
Xiao Zimo stretched out his hand to grab his trousers, and tore a slit open, and tied the cloth to his head. The cynical eyes suddenly became fierce, and San Jian Baizi's heart couldn't help but chuckle. a bit.
At this moment, San Jian Baizi felt as if he was being stared at by a wolf, and the surrounding air couldn't help but condense.
"Enough for playing, I also had a little blood released by you, then next is your moment of fear."