These words almost choked Xiahou Lingyun to death. This sword was not cheap, he was a swordsman, not a slut!
"Bullshit! I want to compete with Yan Chixia on the sword, not that b * tch!”Xiahou Lingyun said angrily.
"If it's not that b * tch, then which sword is it?”Liu Mang's words were almost a tongue twister.
"Of course, this sword!" Xiahou Lingyun raised his heavy sword.
"This sword is indeed very cheap. It suits you very well. You are indeed the number one bitch in the world.”
"I'm a swordsman, not a slut!"
"Bitch's nemesis? That's why it's called Cheap Ke?"
"Brat, who are you calling cheap?"
"You were the one who said you wanted to be the most despicable person in the world…Why are you blaming me again…"
Xiahou Lingyun was already trembling with anger from Liu Mang. Killing intent rose even more in his eyes.
This conversation was too ridiculous. Not to mention Xiahou Lingyun, even Yan Chixia couldn't stand it anymore. He stood there and shook his head repeatedly. How did he run into such a stubborn fellow daoist?
"Brat, don't talk to me about swords anymore. I'm here today without you. I'll kill you before I deal with Yan Chixia. Tell me your name, and I will not kill a nameless junior.”Xiahou Lingyun pointed the tip of his sword at Liu Mang and said fiercely.
"Your surname is Zu." Liu Mang had an idea and deliberately teased him.
"Ancestor?"
"Good grandson, what a nice name."
Xiahou Lingyun fell for the language trap and suffered another loss. He completely went berserk, injecting his internal strength into the heavy sword, and the sword body emitted a slight buzzing sound.
"Brat, I want your life!" Xiahou Lingyun stabbed out with his sword and used exquisite sword techniques. The sword technique contained eighty-one subsequent moves, which could be said to be ever-changing.
As a martial artist, Xiahou Lingyun was qualified. Unfortunately, the opponent he encountered was a cultivator, not something martial arts could deal with.
Liu Mang unsheathed his sword and tore off the Evil Suppressing Talisman. He unsealed the Bloodthirsty Sword and slashed at Xiahou Lingyun's heavy sword.
Xiahou Lingyun smiled coldly. He thought that his heavy sword was heavier and that he would not suffer a loss if he met it head-on. He increased his internal energy a little and met Liu Mang's sword. The two swords clashed, and a crisp sound was heard. Xiahou Lingyun's heavy sword was actually sliced off a section.
How could an ordinary sword fight against the evil sword? The lives of the people attached to the evil sword had not died in vain.
"Ah!" Xiahou Lingyun cried out in shock when he saw a section of his heavy sword break.
Liu Mang continued to pursue, displaying the Eight Trigrams Sword Art. He pinched the hexagram with his hand and pointed it at the sword. Immediately, the sword emitted streaks of electric light. These electric lights were transmitted to Xiahou Lingyun's heavy sword through the Bloodthirsty Sword, causing Xiahou Lingyun's entire body to tremble and his hair to stand on end.
"You know demonic arts!"
Xiahou Lingyun turned pale with fright. He let go of the heavy sword in his hand and jumped to the back, pulling away from Liu Mang. His hair was still standing up, looking a little funny.
Liu Mang was a little puzzled. This guy had fought with Yan Chixia for so many years, so he should have seen a lot of Taoist methods. Why was he so scared?
He looked at Yan Chixia with doubt and asked,""You didn't use any spells on him?"
"He's from the pugilistic world, not a demon or a ghost. When I fought him in the past, I only used martial arts. I've never used spells or even mana.”Yan Chixia said.
"I see. No wonder he made a fuss. In fact, you should have used a spell on him long ago. If he had seen the power of a spell, he would not have bothered you.”
"Do you think I'm like you? I won't abuse magic on mortals.”
Yan Chixia looked at Liu Mang with disdain.
Liu Mang didn't care about this kind of contempt. He turned to Xiahou Lingyun and waved the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand."As you can see, I know magic. Your martial arts can't beat mine. He can't even defeat me, let alone Hero Yan. His strength is even slightly higher than mine.”
The disdain in Yan Chixia's eyes grew even more.
Xiahou Lingyun had always thought that Yan Chixia was just an ordinary martial artist. He did not expect that the other party actually knew spells. Even Liu Mang in front of him was more powerful than him.
Martial artists had a common problem. Most were dead set on saving face. Xiahou Lingyun was even more so. He had clearly lost, but he still stubbornly said," You used a demonic technique. What kind of ability is that? If you have the guts, use martial arts to fight me!"”
"Aiyo, you're still not convinced? Are you challenging me?" Liu Mang's stomach was filled with evil thoughts. He reached out and pinched out an immobilizing talisman, walking towards Xiahou Lingyun with ill intentions.
"What are you doing?" Xiahou Lingyun's expression changed slightly, and he took a step back.
"This is the famous Croton Talisman. After sticking it on a person's body, it can make them vomit and have diarrhea for three days and three nights.”Liu Mang said.
"I…don't want to!"
"Are you convinced?"
"I…give up…"
Xiahou Lingyun wilted down like a frosted eggplant, not daring to challenge anymore. Three days of diarrhea in a row, just thinking about it was terrifying.
Using magic spells and talismans to deal with a mortal was simply bullying the weak, but Liu Mang did not care about this.
"Xiahou Lingyun, you originally had a bento life and wouldn't be able to live for more than a few days. I'll let bygones be bygones and even accept you as my disciple. As long as you are willing to acknowledge me as your master, I will teach you the Dao technique and let you embark on the path of immortal cultivation. What do you think?”Liu Mang coaxed and lied. On the surface, he wanted to take in a disciple, but in reality, he wanted to drag a helper into the water.
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