Although there are many logical differences in this guess, Xiao Yaoer deeply agrees with it. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels that she is simply too smart, and such magical and powerful tricks have been exposed by herself.

Although Ouyang Shengxue didn't know what Xiao Yaoer was thinking, his obviously suspicious eyes made him smile bitterly and said, "It seems that I have been underestimated."

He looked around and found someone passing by not far ahead. Two bandits came here during the fight and were fighting happily. He silently raised the sword in his hand, looked down at Xiao Yaoer and said, "Sword cultivators are also very powerful among practitioners. I am from the capital, and I am the most powerful. Although I am a bit bullying against these small bandits, it is worth their lives to be able to die under my sword."

Then under Xiao Yao'er's gaze, he slashed out a sword slowly again easily.

Xiao Yaoer could see this sword very clearly.

A dazzling light seemed to cover the scorching sun and rushed towards the bandits who were fighting.

Xiao Yaoer's pupils gradually dilated, and her mouth gradually opened and could no longer close. Just as the screams of her ears broke out.

In her sight, a ravine of unknown numbers formed in the blink of an eye. All the trees or stones along the way shattered. The fighters did not even scream, and they returned to the underworld under that sword.

The rich smoke spread.

It seemed like there was a burning smell floating in the forest.

It was more like a fire ignited, and the point where the sword pointed was charred.

If you look down from a high altitude, the entire mountain will feel like it was chopped in half by a sword, which is extremely terrifying.

Xiao Yao'er was completely frightened and looked at the incredible scene in front of her with a dull face.

It was really just a sword raised, and the mountains seemed to have been shaking. As far as she could see, the ground was completely cracked, and the bandits in the distance were all lying or lying across the charred gullies. This picture definitely gave her an unimaginable shock, as if the entire worldview had collapsed.

Even though she knew that the practitioner was very powerful, she only listened to the description from her brother Zhuang Shi, so how could she have any clear understanding? Now that she witnessed it with her own eyes, she subconsciously thought, is this a god?

After Ouyang Shengxue cut out the sword, she felt a little regretful. Xiao Yaoer was just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and she had never even come into contact with the world of cultivators. Moreover, the consequences of this sword were also bloody. Not all of the bandits were intact. He was worried that Xiao Yaoer would have any psychological shadows.

But when he noticed that Xiao Yaoer's expression gradually became excited, he thought with a headache that this was really a unique little girl.

Xiao Yaoer is indeed very excited.

Although the picture was really scary, what she was thinking was that this man in blue shirt holding a sword was really capable of killing those bandits.

"Yao'er!"

"Sister Yao'er!"

A sound of shouting came from afar.

Ouyang Shengxue said in surprise: "Is someone calling you?"

Xiao Yaoer said: "It must be Brother Zhuangshi and the others who came to find me. It must be the secret that little bastard Gou'er told me."

Ouyang Shengxue frowned slightly and said, "It is very dangerous for them to shout like this to attract the attention of those bandits."

Although Jia Zhuangshi and the others were not very loud, they might have never expected that they would be so lucky. They happened to encounter two groups of bandits fighting, so they started to shout tentatively, but this kind of movement was completely enough to be heard by those bandits.

Only then did Xiao Yao'er remember that there were many bandits in the mountains here. She had just had the idea of ​​worrying about her strong brother and the others. Then she looked at Ouyang Shengxue in confusion and said, "But the movement of the sword just now is really big, can those bandits not notice it?"

Ouyang Shengxue smiled and said, "They are here."

As soon as the words were finished, bandits emerged from all directions in the mountains. They held machetes or axes in their hands, and looked at the terrifying gully that almost penetrated the entire mountain, as well as the corpses of bandits belonging to two villages.

Among them, there are two bandits standing opposite each other with different momentum and different outfits. They hold machetes and a big axe in their hands.

The man holding the machete had a dark skin and a relatively thin figure. The man holding a big axe had a very terrifying scar on his right cheek, and he was a bald head.

They were all about forty years old, and they were in their prime, with a very sharp aura faintly revealing themselves, and there were obviously many lives on their hands.

The middle-aged man with a dark complexion even darker skin than Li Mengzhou held the machete in his hand and swept his eyes at the man in a blue shirt standing at the front of the ravine and the girl in a floral dress, frowning tightly.

He looked at the extremely terrifying gully and noticed that the sword held by the man in the blue shirt was very knowledgeable after all. He could easily guess that this scene must have been done by the man in the blue shirt holding the sword.

After all, it is impossible to be a little girl.

Although the man in blue looks just a weak scholar, how could a scholar hold a sword in his hand? It is an extremely sharp sword, which is not as simple as just for being with him.

He hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and clasped his fists at Ouyang Shengxue and said, "Below is the leader of Wolong Village on this mountain. He is nicknamed Liu Madao. Although I think you are a scholar, you also have a vague introverted and sharp aura. Can you also be a person in the martial arts world?"

He is very confident in his eyesight, and there is not a scholar in the world who looks weak but has a high level of skill. At this moment, he is at the last moment of the decisive battle with Yinghu Village. He doesn't want to cause trouble. He seems quite careful by chance. He wants to first find out the other party's reality and reality, so he doesn't offend him if he can.

As soon as Liu Madao finished speaking, the bald man carrying a big axe snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows, looked up and down at Ouyang Shengxue, and said with a sarcastic look: "What I hate most in life is scholars, who are soft and weak, and they are talking about bullshit truths, but they are actually all silver-like wax gun tips."

Just as Liu Madao thought in his heart, there is indeed a man in the world who is a scholar who is a hero, but in fact he is not a good thing at all. He is a complete hypocrite. Although the bald man never thinks he is a good person, he has been disgusted and cheated, so he dislikes scholars very much and almost kills him.

But even so, he was certainly not an idiot. He held up a big axe and pointed at the ravine and the corpse lying all over the ground in the distance. He looked at Ouyang Shengxue and said, "Did you kill my brothers?"

The corpses were Wolong Village and Yinghu Village. During the battle, they were completely inexplicably killed by Ouyang Shengxue with a sword.

It was just because Ouyang Shengxue wanted to prove to Xiao Yaoer that his sword was really strong.

Faced with the bald man's questioning, Ouyang Shengxue calmly replied: "It's me."

Although it felt incredible, the bald man's expression became a little solemn.

He just simply hated scholars and subconsciously wanted to mock a few words, not because he couldn't see the situation clearly, the gullies that almost penetrated the entire mountain. I think even a master of martial arts can't do it, right?

After being admitted by Ouyang Shengxue, Liu Madao was even more convinced of the idea of ​​not offending the other party. After all, he had some insight. If the martial arts master did not have the power to split a mountain with one sword, then with such terrible power, it seemed that only the rumored practitioners would be the ones who were rumored to have such terrible power.

In fact, when Liu Madao was walking in the world, he had also encountered mountain monks by chance, but those mountain monks did not have such strength. Obviously, the man in blue-shirted clothes who looked very weak in the image of a scholar was still very strong even among practitioners.

At this moment, Jia Zhuangshi also came over with a sickle.

At first glance, the hundreds of bandits surrounded by densely packed with slight shocks in his heart, especially when he noticed Xiao Yao's childhood surrounded by him, his expression became particularly nervous.

After all, he was just an ordinary person. Facing so many vicious bandits, although he kept shouting to wipe out the bandits, when he actually encountered them, he was only afraid of this emotion.

Because the young people from Liang County who were looking for Xiao Yaoer acted separately, only Jia Zhuangshi and another young man appeared here at this moment.

The young man was even more exaggerated than Jia Zhuangshi. His whole body seemed to have turned into a candy sieve, his whole body was trembling, and his face turned pale.

"Strong...what to do now?"

Jia Zhuangshi looked at the bandits with fear, but thinking that Xiao Yaoer was in danger, he finally plucked up the courage, raised the sickle in his hand, roared like courage, and rushed up directly.

"You must rescue Yao'er and fight with them!"

It is obviously impossible for Jia Zhuangshi and his friends to fight hundreds of bandits by themselves.

Almost as soon as he rushed up, he was immediately knocked down by the bandits.

The little friend beside him reacted the slowest and didn't even have time to rush forward. When the bandits looked over, they saw Jia Zhuangshi being captured. He simply threw away a kitchen knife in his hand and directly raised his hands to surrender.

Ouyang Shengxue looked at the picture and couldn't help laughing, almost laughing out loud.

But Xiao Yaoer was very nervous and immediately grabbed Ouyang Shengxue's cuff and said, "Go and save Brother Zhuangshi and the others!"

Ouyang Shengxue looked at the strong brother who was pushed down by the bandits and struggled unsatisfied at all, rubbed Xiao Yaoer's head and said, "I have promised you to wipe out the bandits here, so I will naturally go and save them."

Liu Madao and Nayinghu Village's bald leader both changed slightly.

Although they were not very willing to be enemies with the man in front of them who could penetrate the entire mountain with one sword, it is obviously impossible to be good at this situation.

Just when they were about to take Jia Zhuangshi and the other two to threaten, a sudden sword sound broke their thoughts. Subconsciously, they looked sideways and saw that the sword in Ouyang Shengxue's hand was gone.

Immediately afterwards, a scream rang out.

Driven by Ouyang Shengxue, the Breaking Chen Sword directly killed the bandit who pressed Jia Zhuangshi down at a very fast speed, and rotated it around and also solved the bandits around. The whole process was almost done in the blink of an eye, leaving no one reacting.

Seeing such a magical method, Liu Madao couldn't help but shout: "You are indeed a cultivator!"

Ouyang Shengxue signaled Xiao Yao'er to go to Jia Zhuangshi and the others. He held a sword in his hand and blocked them. Facing the bandits, he said calmly: "I am just a sword cultivator passing by Liang County."

He looked at Liu Madao and the bald head carrying a big axe and said, "You are also very powerful figures in the secular world. The martial arts realm has almost reached the eighth level, but there is no difference in my eyes. Killing you only requires a sword."

He knew what Xiao Yao'er had happened, and he could also sense the hostility of Liu Madao and the bald man. Faced with the bandits who had done many evil deeds, he did not have any kindness, but had to follow his own wishes and draw his sword to slash him.

The leader of Yinghu Village held the axe in his hand tightly with his hands, and shouted with evil spirits: "I don't care whether you are a scholar or a sword cultivator, I'll chop you alive!"

Their power and strength are nothing even in the secular world. Any gang with some power in the secular world also has masters of seventh-rank martial artists at the time. Even when the Qingfeng Gang and Zhuquetang of Xi'an County did not rule the entire Xi'an County, there were still half-step masters. They were just bandits who lived in Liang County, remote southern county, and in the entire world, they were really just small people.

What's more, they are facing a sword cultivator from the capital city.

Ouyang Shengxue really just slashed a sword.

The bald man who rushed up first fled directly.

The sword energy has not diminished, and it instantly pierced through Liu Madao's chest.

Then the sword energy surged, covering all the bandits.

In Xiao Yao'er's sight, Ouyang Shengxue just raised the sword in her hand, and then a dazzling light flashed. When she could see clearly, hundreds of bandits were all lying on the ground.

Jia Zhuangshi and his friends looked at the scene in front of them and were completely in a state of silence.

This picture is not very bloody, because Ouyang Shengxue's sword is very fast. Although blood splashes out, it is not an exaggeration. However, the picture of killing hundreds of bandits with one sword makes Jia Zhuangshi, who are just ordinary people, feel like he is dreaming, and it feels very unreal.

Jia Zhuangshi's brain seemed to have been hit by some kind of impact, and his eyes gradually became brighter. People in Liang County probably wouldn't care about the death of those bandits. It should even be an exciting thing. The more miserable these bandits died, the better. In fact, they did not die miserably, at least their bodies were intact.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pain died.

"You...are you a practitioner?"

Jia Zhuangshi knew about practitioners. Although he had never seen them, when bandits in Liang County had not yet appeared, there were occasional passers-by who had occasionally transmitted stories about practitioners. For young people, those who were almost omnipotent and had great supernatural powers were naturally the most desired existence.

He dreams of becoming a practitioner.

And now, there is a practitioner standing in front of him.

Although Ouyang Shengxue has answered many times that he is a cultivator, he still looked at Jia Zhuangshi patiently and said, "I am a sword cultivator from the capital."
Chapter completed!