The scabbard slapped Mu Zixiao's face, but Cao Zixia's eyes were looking at the table of Yan Donglai, Huo Tianya, Wang Wu, and the Virgin of Red Lotus.

This is a provocation, undisguised provocation.

A moment ago, Cao Zixia's provocation would only make everyone around him feel ridiculous, but at this time, with his move to defeat Mu Zixiao and his murderous aura, no one around him felt ridiculous.

At the same time, because of Cao Zixia's strength, people around him have even begun to believe Cao Zixia's words.

The killing of Cao Qingshan may really be related to the people on the main table.

There must be a process for this troubleshooting. After Cao Qingshan's death, Yan Donglai and Huo Tianya began to spread troubleshooting in Yihequan without any trace.

Originally, this was nothing. With the emergence of the Big Sword King Wu and the emergence of the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus, these two people are famous in the world, and those senior officials of Yihequan who were originally just the bottom and knew some kung fu had the opportunity to obtain official positions, so there would naturally be no storm in the trap.

However, at this time, the force displayed by Cao Zixia made his words connected by most people with the ambush. Perhaps it was because of ambush, because Cao Qingshan opposed ambush, the four masters at the main table joined forces to kill Cao Qingshan. Of course, Mu Zixiao led Cao Qingshan into the encirclement of the four masters.

The commotion spread around and was out of control. In Cao Zixia's mind, the system prompt sounded immediately.

"Congratulations to the host... for obtaining three points of thought..."

Cao Zixia felt a little happy with the mechanical and rigid reminder.

Three points...

There are too many more than before, and although it is still pitiful to ten thousand, this means that the acquisition of the essence is not limited to one point every time, but can obtain multiple points at one time.

"Cao Zixia, Qingshan and we are brothers. Originally, for Qingshan's sake, I shouldn't have said anything about you, but what you are doing now is too much..."

At the main table, Yan Donglai showed anger on his face.

Whether it is his status as one of the three leaders of Yihequan, or his about to accept reunion, he cannot tolerate his becoming a high-ranking official in the court.

He stood up angrily, Yan Donglai looked at Cao Zixia with cold eyes, his fists were clenched, and a trace of metallic color spread out on his exposed skin.

The iron cloth shirt itself is a hard qigong. When you are circulating the body in one breath, you need to beat it with external force outside. At the beginning, you will be beaten with dead flesh and a small success. Then, you wash away the dead flesh with special medicine, and then stimulate the qi and blood to nourish it in one breath, so that the body surface slowly becomes no different from that of ordinary people. This is where the iron cloth shirt is perfect.

Yan Donglai was a great master of iron cloth shirt, and his casual swords and guns could no longer hurt him.

Although Cao Zixia's murderous aura was fierce before, and although Mu Zixiao's sword technique was sharp, Yan Donglai did not take it seriously. Now Yan Donglai just wanted to find a reason and then kill Cao Zixia.

"Don't say it so nicely. When you killed my father, why didn't you think you were brothers? Today, I came here to avenge my father. Under the sword, I can only live to the death. I advise you to go together..."

Cao Zixia looked at Yan Donglai coldly and said something, but in front of him, the virtual dialog box of the data panel had already been opened.

At this time, the four points of original thoughts that had just been obtained were constantly blurring and dissipating. As the four points of original thoughts dissipated, the realm behind his Cao family's sword technique was also constantly blurring and shaking.

The original consumption of a little bit of the original thought points was increasing to the entry level, and it was slowly changing. You can vaguely see that the word "proficiency" began to take shape.

As the realm reaches proficiency, more mystery about the Cao family's sword technique begins to appear in Cao Zixia's mind.

It seems like I have been practicing the knife for decades, and even holding the knife when eating, sleeping, bathing and going to the toilet. This knife and the human being have become one. Every move and every move of the knife has become instinct. Even on the battlefield, this knife will appear anywhere where you want it to appear at any time.

This is the integration of human swords, not the integration of human swords in the martial arts world in the flying sky and hiding the earth, but the integration of human swords in the Kung Fu world. Just like in a fable, the oil seller placed the bottle on the ground in the strong wind, the person stood upright, poured oil from a high point, and the oil turned into a line and fell into the bottle size of a copper plate accurately. This is not a magic trick, it is just a skill that can be practiced.

In the mind, new mysteries spread, and in the body, the familiar warm currents are also spreading.

Cao Zixia could feel that the warm current at this time was rapidly improving his body's toughness, strength, speed, etc. so that he could use the sword technique he had just understood.

He chose to improve his sword skills, and then realized that his physical fitness would be improved. In just a short moment, on the main table, Yan Donglai's face had already jumped out with an angry look on his face.

"Cao Zixia, today I will discipline you well on behalf of Qingshan..."

The angry tone seemed to be angry at his juniors for not competing for his misfortune. As this emotion was expressed, Yan Donglai suddenly jumped in front of Cao Zixia.

The Yan family's iron cloth shirt is not clumsy like most iron cloth shirts in the world. On the contrary, the Yan family's iron cloth shirt is much more flexible than most of the kung fu in the world. It is not only flexible, but also stable in the lower plate, and it has a terrifying force when taking action.

At this time, Yan Donglai's arm trembled, and his whole arm was already swept towards Cao Zixia like an iron rod. While sweeping across the spear to block most of Cao Zixia from avoiding and blocking the room, Yan Donglai's claws had already been hooked up, grabbing Cao Zixia like a sharp claw of an eagle falcon.

With the power of the Yan family's iron cloth shirt, if you catch it this time, Cao Zixia will definitely be disabled even if she is not dead.

Inside and outside the courtyard, the senior officials and local members of Yihequan who were shocked by Cao Zixia's murderous aura a moment ago were now looking at Yan Donglai. They were all warriors, but they could feel the violent move of Yan Donglai. They could even feel the metallic luster under the sleeves raised when Yan Donglai waved his arm and felt the iron shirt to the extreme cultivation, as if they were really wearing a layer of metal clothes that was invulnerable to swords and guns.

In front of Yan Donglai, Cao Zixia also saw the metal-colored arms under Yan Donglai's raised sleeves.

However, Cao Zixia did not show any surprise at all.

He had the powerful memories of Yan Donglai, Huo Tianya, even Wang Wu, Honglian Holy Mother and others in his mind. According to the social animal in a new society, Cao Zixia received those memories and should have dared not do anything.

However, perhaps it was the two consecutive time travels, and the Yuanming Engine wanted to extract vitality, which stimulated him.

Therefore, Cao Zixia is now extremely clear-headed. From defeating Mu Zixiao to provoking Yan Donglai, Huo Tianya, Wang Wu, and the Holy Mother of Honglian, Cao Zixia completely regards this world as a game.

Provocation, battle, shock, primitive, upgrade...

Cao Zixia even had a vague strategy in her mind. Although this strategy is very ridiculous and if there is a slight problem, it will be fatal, but Cao Zixia has no intention of retreating at all.
Chapter completed!