Chapter 447: Head of Southern Village

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan also smiled and said: "Xue'er is very powerful. You should practice this "Taixu Sword Art" well first. After that, I will teach you a new spiritual art technique. !”

"Thank you, little brother!"

When Xueer heard this, she immediately beamed with joy. She trotted outside the house and continued practicing.

Jiang Xuan looked at Xue'er's back and smiled faintly.

Jiang Xuan will not stay in this small mountain village for too long. After he fully recovers from his injuries, he plans to leave. But before that, he plans to improve some cultivation for Wang Ming and Xue'er, who saved him, so that they can improve their abilities in the future. You can stop being bullied.

"Village chief, it's bad, the people from the southern village are here again!"

But at this moment, a young man hurried over outside the door, looking a little anxious.

When Wang Ming heard this, he suddenly felt a flash of anger: "They are here again!"

"And this time, Jin Xuan, the head of Nannan Village, came in person and said that he would renegotiate the issue of water distribution with you, the village head!"

The young man spoke again. ??

“Redistribute water?”

When Wang Ming heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He knew that this so-called redistribution was actually an attempt to shorten the time for their northern village to use water again.

Nowadays, their northern village can only use this Qingsha River for two hours every day. If it is shortened any further, wouldn't it mean that their northern village will be forced to death!

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

When Jiang Xuan heard this, he also spoke calmly, without any waves in his tone.

When he heard Jiang Xuan's voice, for some reason, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and the heavy stone in his heart seemed to fall at this moment, and he nodded immediately.

Afterwards, the two of them rushed towards the Qingsha River.

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Qingsha Riverside.

At this time, eleven warriors dressed completely differently from those in the northern village were standing by the river. They looked at the northern villagers opposite with a playful expression.

The cultivation of these eleven warriors has actually reached the third level of the True Yuan Realm. Eight of them are at the early stage of the third level of the True Yuan Realm, and three have reached the late stage of the third level of the True Yuan Realm.

In front of these eleven people was a burly middle-aged man. He carried a large ax on his shoulder and looked extremely powerful.

This person is none other than the head of Nanfang Village—Jin Xuan.

There was a young man beside Jin Xuan. The young man looked arrogant. He looked at Niu Tian and Niu Er who were trampled under his feet, and sneered: "You two stupid cows who don't know how to live or die are actually in front of me. If you dare to be so presumptuous, you are simply seeking death!"

"Jin Dayang, don't go too far!"

Niu Er gritted his teeth and said.

"Too much? Have I gone too far? When I broke your brain, I didn't expect you to be able to recover. But it doesn't matter. I will break your head again today. I want to see you this time. Can you still recover?"

"call!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Dayang held a metal iron rod in his hand and pointed towards Niu Er's head.

"stop!"

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance.

Everyone looked quickly and saw Wang Ming, the head of the northern village, rushing over quickly. At this time, Jiang Xuan was standing next to Wang Ming, but he just stood there quietly without any movement.

"So it's you, old guy. Do you think you are still the master of the fifth level of True Yuan Realm? How dare you make such a noise here? Let's see if I don't destroy you!"

With a ferocious smile on Jin Dayang's face, he immediately rushed forward and punched Wang Ming.

He knows that since Wang Ming was defeated by his father last time, his cultivation level has dropped directly to the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. Now he is a complete waste, and his cultivation level has the strength of the first level of the True Yuan Realm. , plus the identity of the other party is still the village chief of the northern village. If I can defeat him today, then I will definitely be able to become famous in the nearby villages.

"Boy, you are no match for me!"

Wang Ming's eyes sharpened, and then he raised his palm and took the shot immediately.

This palm brought up a sound of breaking wind.

"My son, be careful!"

When Jin Xuan saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly moved his body and came to Jin Dayang quickly, and immediately slapped Wang Ming.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the two people's powers suddenly collided.

Then, the two of them actually took ten steps backward at the same time, and then slowly stopped.

This scene also made everyone in the northern village look happy.

After all, when Wang Ming had just reached the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm, he was defeated in a battle with Jin Xuan. Later, his strength was damaged due to this, and he fell to the ninth level of the Kaimai Realm.

Unexpectedly, now, Wang Ming not only recovered from his injuries, but also achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation, reaching the sixth level of the True Essence Realm.

Thinking of this huge change in the village chief, the villagers in the northern village immediately turned their attention to Jiang Xuan. With all these changes, they

I believe it must be related to Jiang Xuan.

"Oh? You actually broke through to the sixth level of True Essence Realm! But this is fine, maybe this is the only way it will be interesting!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Jin Xuan's eyes, but Xuan even smiled strangely.

"Jin Xuan, what exactly do you want to do when you come to my northern village today?"

Wang Ming shouted angrily at this time.

"Haha! What are you doing? Don't you know what I want to do? Your northern village is a bunch of trash. Drinking so much water from the Qingsha River every day is a waste of money. I think in the future, I will give you a stick of incense every day. Just enough time and water!”

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the northern villagers suddenly changed.

They already feel that the two hours of water use per day is not enough. Now if it is reduced to the time of one stick of incense, they will die of thirst!

For a moment, everyone in the northern village showed a hint of anger and looked at Jin Xuan.

"Jin Xuan, don't bully others too much. Even if I fight to the death today, I will never agree to your request!"

Wang Ming was also furious. He quickly pulled out a black sword and slashed at Jinxuan.

At this time, Wang Ming slashed five times in a row, and the power of the five swords was continuously superimposed, and he slashed towards the golden spin.

This is the most powerful move that Wang Ming can think of now.

"Haha, it seems you won't give in until I defeat you old guy."

Jin Xuan smiled strangely again, and even waved the ax in his hand to meet him.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared closely at the scene. They knew that the life and death of the northern village depended on this time!