Outside the forest in the dark night, I saw Tong Shangzhi standing with his hands behind his back. He said coldly and solemnly: "Junior sister, you colluded with outsiders and kidnapped repeat offenders. Do you think the rules of our sect are nothing?"
Yu Miaohe approached slowly and sighed softly: "After all, senior brother is still smart. It seems that the friend who diverted our pursuers has not been able to hide it from you."
Tong Shangzhi snorted coldly: "Junior sister should be self-aware and hand over the young man named Qi. I don't need to pursue the matter today."
Yu Miaohe stopped and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, I am indeed very grateful for being so generous, but that young man named Qi... I still can't leave it to you."
Tong Shangzhi was stagnant and reluctantly said: "Junior sister, there is no point in trying to do anything. You should be more sensible."
Yu Miaohe shook his head and said: "We women are naturally not as 'reasonable' as you men. Otherwise, if Miss Yu was more 'reasonable', how could she be hurt at the hands of senior brother?"
Tong Shangzhi hesitated again, and then said in a deep voice after a moment: "So you have to fight with me?"
Yu Miaohe brushed the hair beside his ear and said calmly: "It's been a long time since I've sparred with my senior brother. Senior brother, please be merciful and don't try the 'Heart-Piercing Sword Gu' on me. "
After all, Tong Shangzhi felt guilty about this. Now that he was mentioned again and again by Yu Miaohe, he couldn't help but become angry and immediately said with a face: "Okay! Since junior sister wants to learn from each other, I will accompany you through two moves." .”
After he said that, he immediately stepped forward. Although his hands were still behind his back, the majestic momentum emanating from his body had already suppressed Yu Miaohe.
Yu Miaohe's eyebrows tickled, and then she saw her sleeves rolled up, and a pair of shining Fenshui Emei thorns appeared in her hands. Then she scolded: "Senior brother, you always care about the friendship between the same disciples, so you can't really hurt me. , take the move."
Amidst the sound of clear scolding, I could see the graceful red shadow stepping on the middle of the palace and marching straight forward. Emei stabbed the left and right of the water and used their unique skills. They were as graceful as a startling giant and as powerful as a swimming dragon. The exquisite offensive was even more elegant and calm.
Although Tong Shangzhi couldn't get rid of his anger, he praised him out loud when he saw this: "What a 'Hongxia Double Walk'! Junior sister, I won't take advantage of you if you use the four techniques. I will make you convinced by your defeat." .”
He moved his feet as he spoke, avoiding two killing moves while strolling around the courtyard. Yu Miaohe knew that his opponent would be difficult to deal with, so he took the opportunity to say coquettishly: "Senior brother, do you remember who taught me these two moves, 'Hundred Cuts of Rainbow' and 'Ten Thousand Rays of Rays'?"
Tong Shangzhi's expression couldn't help but soften a bit, and he turned around to dodge and said leisurely: "If you hadn't been obsessed with it, how could I have ignored the teacher's orders and taught you in advance?"
Yu Miaohe smiled softly and said: "So no matter the teacher's orders or the sect's rules, there is always room for accommodation, right?"
Tong Shangzhi smiled bitterly to himself, and sighed helplessly: "If it was just me who taught you, you don't have to do the tricks. Junior sister, you should show your true skills."
Yu Miaohe's face turned red and he spat fiercely: "The stones in the pit are smelly and hard. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
This time she also committed a petty crime, taking advantage of the opportunity to attack with more than ten moves while her silver teeth were secretly biting. Immediately, I saw two rays of cold light stretching, contracting, and swallowing. The sharp blades were not separated from the opponent's vital points, and the moves were merciless, just like a life and death fight.
Tong Shangzhi didn't expect Yu Miaohe to kill him fiercely, and suddenly he looked exhausted. Seeing that Yu Miaohe's double thorns had been handed to his chest, he suddenly heard the roar of a dragon, and the sword light suddenly flew out like a sword, which was able to withstand the opponent's offensive.
Yu Miaohe's tiger's mouth was numb, and he knew that he could not force his front, so he twisted his body and drifted back, waiting for the opportunity to attack the enemy's weak point.
However, Tong Shangzhi is so accomplished that he is even more unstoppable with a sword in his hand. The sword rays were swaying wildly, and strong winds were blowing all around, forcing Yu Miaohe to retreat continuously.
Yu Miaohe's temples were sweating, and he yelled in a hurry: "Senior brother, you are so shameless, you actually rely on your internal strength to suppress me!"
Tong Shangzhi was unmoved and said calmly: "The Feilong Jue is the end of the Eight Extremes. I have been very tolerant. Junior sister, don't try to get an advantage and act like a good boy."
Yu Miaohe knew it well and did not dare to attack rashly. He could only rely on his body to swim around and fight. She was using the Kongtong School's superior Qinggong Flower Dance Shadow Body Technique. At this moment, she could see the beautiful shadows flowing like flowers, and it was indescribably wonderful and light.
But the two cold rays of light in the shadow of the flowers refused to give in, and danced out a brilliant brilliance. Whether it is straight point, horizontal cutting, diagonal sweeping or vertical splitting, it all looks very sharp, which shows that this flower is beautiful, but it is also a rose with thorns.
Tong Shangzhi's swordsmanship seems to be simple and simple, but it reveals the awe-inspiring aura of a king and domineering king. It is exactly the appearance of a flying dragon in the sky and a nine-five-year-old king. He can move freely between offense and defense, showing great grace and calmness, with no flaws to be found.
The two people's fight with each other can be described as "a hundred shears of rainbow neon disappearing and flying, and a hundred thousand rays of light showing fish and dragons". After all, Mu Yun and Xing Zhiying in the forest were worried and had already quietly sneaked into the darkness to watch the battle. At this time, everyone was shocked when they saw this, and they heard Xing Zhiying murmur to herself:
"Senior Yu uses the Feihong Jue and Feixia Jue. I have long heard that the Feihong is gorgeous and the Feixia is elegant and unrestrained. Last year, I saw Miss Lin perform it. It was indeed exquisite and elegant. But if she follows Compared with Senior Yu, it’s really a show of superiority.”
Although Mu Yun hated Tong Shangzhi very much, but seeing his amazing cultivation, he couldn't help but frown, and said worriedly: "The person named Tong doesn't seem to be trying his best. Senior Yu may be in trouble."
Xing Zhiying said nothing, lowered her head and said calmly: "Senior Tong... is the most powerful among the disciples of this generation of Kongtong Sect. Except for Mr. Sima, everyone respects him. At the moment, I only hope that Senior Yu will also hide his secrets. It’s better not to lose to him.”
During the conversation, the two of them had exchanged more than forty moves. Although Tong Shangzhi had the upper hand, Yu Miaohe was also extremely tenacious and was not defeated.
Tong Shangzhi nodded secretly. Suddenly, his sword force suddenly changed, and he changed to a light and agile way, showing a more calm demeanor when opening and closing the sword.
However, within a few moves, Yu Miaohe felt that his moves were stagnant, and couldn't help but scolded: "You're just following in others' footsteps, don't you think it's embarrassing, senior brother?"
Tong Shangzhi said calmly: "Be the same as the light and the dust. This is the ultimate principle. How can it be said to be 'shameful'?"
Yu Miaohe snorted coldly, and his subordinates did not show any signs of neglect. For a moment, no bright wrists were seen flying, only thousands of pear blossoms were seen flying in full bloom. The silver hooks and iron paintings were eclectic, and the cold light surged up and down, taking away more than 80% of the offensive force.
Tong Shangzhi, on the other hand, remained calm and followed the trend with all his swords and swords, with no intention of taking the initiative to attack. It seemed that he didn't have any strength at all, but he managed to hold on tightly, and there was a faint look of relief on his face.
In the blink of an eye, another forty moves were fought. Although Yu Miaohe's offensive did not slow down, his physical strength was really exhausted. There were beads of sweat on his smooth forehead, and his pretty face was stained with a deep blush, gradually showing a look of exhaustion.
