"Gu Xin Ao, what's wrong?"
He also saw the young man trembling. Behind him, the teacher from the Sword Academy couldn't help but asked the young man a concerned question.
"Old...teacher, what Xia Fukun used seems to be the Dugu Nine Swords created by the ancestor of my Dugu family..."
"Dugu family?"
After Gu Xin'ao finished speaking, the teacher from the Sword Academy was stunned for a moment.
"What's going on? Gu Xin'ao, isn't your name Gu Xin'ao? Why are you still a member of the Dugu family?"
Hearing the question from the Sword Academy teacher, Gu Xin'ao smiled awkwardly, and then said:
"Ahem...that's it."
"Teacher, my real name is actually Dugu Xin'ao, but this name is a bit too difficult to pronounce, so I simply changed my name to Gu Xin'ao. Hiding my last name can also avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. Teacher, you can Gu Xin Ao can be my stage name or nickname, that’s fine.”
Sword Academy Teacher: "..."
After a long while, the sword academy teacher said:
"But Gu Xin'ao, you have to understand where Xia Fukun comes from. Not to mention that he is the best in the Tianyuan Realm, but behind him there is a strong person who is in the fake Saint Realm and the Saint Realm. Oops! If the ancestor in your family and Xia Fukun are not enemies, it might be better, but if the two are enemies... your Dugu family... "
Gu Xin'ao actually thought about what the Sword Academy teacher said.
He hesitated for a moment and then said bravely:
"Teacher, I know what you mean. However, this Dugu Nine Swords was created by the ancestor of my Dugu family. Although that ancestor is not strong, his attainments in swordsmanship are unmatched by anyone! And at this moment , the head of my Dugu family, my grandfather, is sprinting towards the realm of becoming a saint. If I can bring this Dugu Nine Swords back to him, maybe there will be one more person in my Dugu family who can reach the realm of becoming a saint. The strong one…”
As soon as he heard these Gu Xin Ao's words, the teacher from the Sword Academy was also beating wildly with "bang bang bang"!
The realm of sanctification!
Gu Xin'ao actually said that if he takes back the Dugu Nine Swords, his Dugu family will be able to produce a strong man in the realm of sainthood.
Thinking of this, the teacher of the Sword Academy also gritted his teeth.
"You should keep this matter quiet for now. After today's game is over, I will discuss it with the dean and see what he means."
Hearing the teacher's words, Gu Xin'ao nodded despite being unwilling to do so. In the palm of his hand, he was rubbing a crystal clear gadget. That gadget was a transmission talisman of their Dugu family. You can send what you want to say back to your clan anywhere on the Jiuyou Continent. Gu Xin'ao is still hesitating at this moment whether to use this transmission talisman...
… … …
On the stage.
Xia Fukun naturally didn't know that when he used the Dugu Nine Swords, there were descendants of the old Mosaic man he met in Hongya Cave in the audience. And luckily he recognized his own swordsmanship.
However, even if Xia Fukun knew about it, he wouldn't care too much. Even though the demon refining system is ignoring him now, at that critical moment, can the demon refining system still watch him die
Furthermore…
So no matter how strong the Dugu family is, can it be stronger than Zhukong? Can he be stronger than Ali
Xia Fukun is now pouring all his strength into the nine flying swords that are highly rotating in the sky.
On the flying sword, the sword light kept flashing. It was ejected from the body of the five or six meter long candle dragon.
According to common sense, with Xia Fukun's strength, ordinary warriors in the early Tianyuan realm would not be his opponent. However, this Zhulong didn't know how thick its skin and flesh were. Even Xia Fukun's Dugu Nine Swords could not pierce or penetrate its body.
All the sword lights struck the candle dragon, and there were muffled sounds of "bang bang bang". The sword light disappeared, and not even a trace was left on the Zhulong's body!
"What are you doing, Mr. Kun? Doesn't it look like Mr. Kun's previous style? If it had been before, he would have dealt with the broken Bilong in a few strokes, okay?"
Yang Yao was a little drunk. He didn't know what Xia Fukun was doing. After all, he had seen Xia Fukun personally kill a strong man who was halfway to the realm of sainthood! It stands to reason that this mere ninth-level summoned beast would not be Xia Fukun's opponent!
"Brother Xia Fukun, if you keep hiding your frustrations, you may be defeated!"
Wang Sicong was also puzzled. He didn't know what monkey trick Xia Fukun would do again.
If Xia Fukun had summoned those two ninth-level summoned beasts earlier, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state and so passive now!
At this moment, Xia Fukun, in addition to the nine flying swords above his head, were still making hissing sounds.
The clothes on his body were all torn and torn, and he looked miserable. Including blood stains, also seeping from the clothes.
Although A Li was not present now, those people around him couldn't help but "thump" in their hearts when they saw Xia Fukun's miserable state.
after all…
Ah Li had said that if anyone hurt Xia Fukun, everyone would be stabbed!
Although this is what Xia Fukun wants to fight, will a strong man in the realm of sainthood be able to reason with you
Involuntarily, everyone scolded Wang Sicong in their hearts.
Compared with these people, Wang Shicong was even more speechless.
He wanted to surrender, but Xia Fukun refused.
But now Xia Fukun is still dragging his feet, refusing to use his big moves to summon those high-level summoned beasts.
What the hell... He is the hardest to do!
When Xia Fukun heard Wang Shicong's words, he looked at the unharmed Zhulong in front of him and smiled bitterly in his heart.
He originally thought that with his own strength, even if he couldn't defeat the candle dragon, he could at least severely injure the opponent, right? But I didn’t expect this candle faucet to be so strong!
According to Xia Fukun's perspective, this candle dragon is already much more powerful than the ordinary ninth-level peak summoned beast because it has the blood of the blue dragon in its body. Even an ordinary tenth-level summoned beast is probably no match for this candle dragon.
Madan! Can you still master the demon refining system? This is not the time for the quarrel!
Just as Xia Fukun was summoning the demon refining system in his mind over and over again.
Zhulong over there was already a little anxious and unbearable.
It was not Wang Sicong's summoned beast in the first place. It was adopted to him by the ancestor of the Wang family, so Wang Sicong could not control it for too long. But now, the time limit has expired, and Zhulong is a little out of control.
Seeing that the candle dragon seemed to be out of control, Wang Sicong was also shocked.
If Xia Fukun was killed by Zhulong, then he, the Wang family...
"Xia Fukun, be careful!"
Seeing Zhulong break away from his control and roar towards Xia Fukun, Wang Shicong's expression changed drastically and he yelled at Xia Fukun.