The fragrance of the beautiful woman in his arms floated to his nose, and the few charming thoughts in Murong Xiuming's heart had long gone away with his sight.

The night is dark and dark, with a few stars far above the nine heavens. The night fog is strange and low under the feet like clouds. The ancients always said that climbing high is the way to achieve great ambitions. Murong Xiuming always sounded scornful when he indulged in piles of makeup and powder. Standing on the top of this mountain that seemed to be above the clouds tonight, he finally understood.

It wasn't that he could get involved in this matter because he saw Ning Chu and liked him, but his biological father Murong Yin, who had already known each other privately, wanted him to stand in front of his already famous uncle.

The Murong family’s Ten Thousand Flowers Valley? Then couldn't Murong Xiu Ming let the entire Tiannan be named Murong?

"Old man Lei, are we going down now?" Murong Xiu Ming returned to his old ways and never took the old man next to him who had accumulated great power in Hidden Valley seriously.

Lei Dian snorted coldly. He was known as the walking Code of Laws and the Assassin's Creed of Hidden Valley. He could keep it alive and put it to good use, but after experiencing several generations of Murong family changes, he was actually over eighty years old. Although he had maintained it over the years, It's appropriate, but the strength has already declined seriously, and it can barely maintain at the second level. To judge the situation, we have to rely on the fisherman who came out of the ten people on the Tianban.

The fisherman nodded and said: "The qi that just erupted, if my prediction is correct, should be Xing Zuo from Suzaku City. This man was born in the military and has a fierce aura."

"But if Deacon Lei wants to wait for the truth to come to light, it may take a while."

Lei Dian glanced at Ning Chu, who was still unconscious for a while, and frowned: "Is that woman Huai Fenghua so strong?"

The fisherman stood on the top of the peak, closed his eyes, and looked down at the heavy fog far away under his feet. "This formation is not simple. I can only find two people with just the force of Qi. That sword cultivator should be Wan." The master of Huagu Valley.”

Lei Dian said coldly: "How long will it take for that woman Huai Fenghua to die?"

The fisherman opened his eyes and looked at Lei Dian. Lei Dian chuckled and said, "We are a family after all. Based on my understanding of the second young master, once he chooses to take action, the victory will be determined."

"We wait until the woman Huai Fenghua is seriously injured and about to die before we appear. This is a sign of respect for the second young master."

When the fisherman caught the weak flow of energy, it happened to be the moment when Xing Zuo burst into action.

Murong Xing's decision to keep him as a back-up man was both a finale and a show of loyalty. This was something he figured out after thinking about it for a while.

Although the city lord and Murong Xing he followed were the two most comfortable sharp knives in His Majesty's hands, one knife was named Bai, so he would naturally be closer to him, while the other one named Murong returned to his hometown. If If you have the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of your own strength, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. When the dust settles, even Suzaku City will not have time to change anything.

Xing Zuo, who thought of these things before taking action, did not underestimate the woman in front of him. When he took a step forward and raised the stick to knock it down, the head of the stick directly drew a full moon arc, and the heavy fog wrapped in the head of the stick was sharp. With a sonic boom, it first rolled away to both sides, and then quickly collapsed back after the stick head left its original position. Therefore, when the stick was less than three feet away from the Huaifeng Huamen Gate, there were already wind and thunder rolling down the clouds. The power.

"collapse--"

Taking the place where Huai Fenghua and Xing Zuo were standing as their original focus, the surrounding fog quickly cleared away, and with great energy, the military tent behind Xing Zuo flipped over and flew out. Behind Huaifeng Hua, who wanted to step forward, Zhang Shaoyao had to stop and immediately retreat.

The visitor's strength is unexpected. If she stays here, she will only become a burden to the master.

Creak, creak——

The hard sound of metal stretching was not heard amidst the vigorous tearing sound. The corner of Xing Zuo's mouth moved, and the bulging muscles on his limbs tightened slightly. The hardness was even worse than that of granite. No matter how depressed he was, With a snort, he lowered his waist and took half a step forward.

Huaifenghua pursed her lips tightly, tightened her wrists tightly, and the long sword held in front of her was surging with sword energy. However, the long sword did not bend at all even with the force of several kilograms. However, after Xing Zuo's small step, , an arc appears.

When the qi machine passed the left shoulder carrying the true qi, blood burst out from the left shoulder again.

Huaifenghua's eyes were firm, but her face gradually turned gray against her will.

Xing Zuo's eyelids moved slightly, feeling a little sad when he looked at the woman in front of him who refused to take a step back.

It was nothing to suddenly strike and was found to be nothing. He didn't expect that one blow would lead to the end.

If the opponent retreats, his offensive will continue, with each stick being heavier than the last. When the opponent's Qi flow shows a flaw, that is when the opponent will die, and he will probably be smashed to pieces by him who has never shown mercy. head.

Now the two of them are caught in a pure struggle of true energy. This is the result of Huaifenghua's active choice, but it is only the best response relatively speaking, and it is also a quagmire.

After being injured three times, especially Geng Jian's sword intent and Murong Xing's last punch, most of Huai Fenghua's Qi was dispersed. Now she has finally recovered seven or eight points, but it is still extremely unstable.

If the stalemate continues like this and is pushed to a certain limit, her meridians in Huai Fenghua will probably be destroyed due to the burst of Qi.

So Huaifenghua took the initiative to seek change and took the lead.

The left hand, which was originally hanging helplessly by his side, suddenly brought his five fingers together and used his hand as a knife to fall towards Xing's left wrist.

Xing's left eyelid shrunk slightly. How much strength can this woman have with her left hand?

He clenched his teeth tightly, and the veins on his wrists bulged. The head of the stick dropped three inches, pressing Huaifenghua's right foot deeper, but he still couldn't wait for Huaifenghua's self-collapse.

When the knife in Huai Fenghua's left hand was less than an inch away from his wrist, Xing Zuo suddenly found that the resistance under his iron rod made of cold iron had dropped sharply. Before the joy in his eyes could appear, the stinging pain on his wrist woke him up, and he was angry. With a shout, he twisted his hands, and the iron rod that could have hit Huaifenghua was pulled back in an arc in front of him, trying to block the lifeless knife strike of the woman in front of him.

Huaifenghua sneered, and with a dexterous twist of her wrist, the vertical cutting hand knife turned horizontally against the palm of her hand, and she slid her palm against the middle of the iron rod. With a push, she pulled away and finally got a precious chance to breathe.

Xing Zuo narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman who had retreated three feet away, with a cold look on his face.

The life and death situation just happened in a very short moment. Seeing that he refused to retreat, the woman wanted to take the sword forcefully. At the last moment, she drew all the energy from her right hand to her left hand, so he felt a resistance under the stick. Light, with this kind of fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries or even lives for injuries, he dared to bet that the opponent would be half dead if his stick fell, but if the hand knife fell, his hand might also be crippled.

This was not a life-and-death battle when evenly matched. Since this woman was already at the end of her strength, he did not have to waste one hand in exchange for the other's life.

"Since you have no intention of losing a hand in exchange for my life, then I will accept your kindness." Huaifenghua exhaled a breath of turbid air, narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Du--" The iron rod fell to the ground, and Xing Zuo said expressionlessly: "I took a Ten Thousand Flower Pill before entering the spirit mist formation. Do you think that if you die under my iron rod, does it count as your own fault?"

Huaifenghua smiled slightly and tried hard to contain the energy that was almost reaching its limit.

Xing Zuo glanced at the girl who appeared next to Huaifenghua, and now he started talking about sex, "I, Xing Zuo, rarely admire women. You are one of them. You can support yourself for so many years while ensuring the inheritance of Wanhua Valley." , is indeed a powerful character. It’s a pity that after tonight, many people can survive, but you can’t.”

Huaifenghua still maintained a faint smile, but it was obviously not directed at Xing Zuo. She turned to look at the frowning disciple, and said softly: "If that time comes, just promise the master to live on first. .”

Zhang Shaoyao opened his mouth and shook his head.

Murong Xing and Geng Jian also slowly appeared beside Xing Zuo, who frowned slightly.

Murong Xing smiled and said: "Don't worry, I can't beat you now, and I'm not here to point fingers. But you can't kill her yet. You can destroy her cultivation and hand it over to me."

"You despicable people, do you think the situation has been decided now?" Zhang Shaoyao couldn't get enough of Murong Xing's words. He drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang and shot the scabbard at Murong Xing.

Geng Jian stepped forward and held the scabbard between his two fingers.

Murong Xing said calmly: "Is the little girl waiting for your senior sister?"

"To tell you the truth, you'd better not wait until your senior sister shows up, otherwise it won't be a good thing for you or your master."

Zhang Shaoyao was a little stunned. He couldn't figure out what was going on and subconsciously looked at the master beside him.

Huaifenghua tried her best to gather her energy and regain her strength. She didn't know if she thought of something, so she remained silent.

Murong Xing explained Zhang Shaoyao's doubts maliciously: "Your master asked your senior sister to find Murong Yin. Based on my understanding of him, he will hold your senior sister in his hands. If your senior sister wants Wanhua Valley at that time, As the inheritance continues, I'm afraid we have to rely on each other, and you and your master will no longer matter."

Zhang Shaoyao's eyes widened with anger, "You fart!"

Murong Xing looked at Huaifenghua and said, "Murong Yun took a lot of trouble when the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was able to take shelter in the Hidden Valley. This is the reason why you will not die."

After saying that, Murong Xing took a step back and nodded invisibly.

Xing Zuo snorted coldly, then rushed over with Fenghua in his arms, "How many sticks can you afford to take from me after you have recovered for so long?"

"You won't know until you fight." Huaifenghua's eyes were bright, and he charged forward with his sword.

The color of gold and iron is endless, Xing Zuo's steps are like running clouds and flowing water, and his moves are even more open and closed. Huai Fenghua doesn't say a word, and the sword light is equally sharp. There are some moves that are not impressive at first, but when they get close to the body, Xing loses control. Zuo had to slow down his attack and dodge sideways.

However, as long as she is entangled by his endless stick moves, Huaifenghua, who has lost her vitality, will only end up with a complete loss of cultivation after being defeated.

If the Wanhua Heart Sutra was not special and was originally a healing method, Huaifenghua might not have been able to persist for so long.

Zhang Shaoyao was standing next to Huaifenghua just now. Just listening to the rhythm of Huaifenghua's breathing, he knew that although the condition in the master's body could not be described in terms of the word "terrible".

Under Xing Zuo's powerful stick, although Huaifenghua was not directly dragged into the endless stick moves and defeated directly, she was helplessly defeated by the three-point qi machine.

Today, Huai Fenghua's true energy is still abundant, but due to the flow of energy, it is becoming more and more condensed. It is very likely that Xing Zuo will be forced to reach the limit after a dozen or even a few moves.

Step by step back, Xing Zuo has forced Huaifenghua back to the position where the master and disciple were standing before.

Zhang Shaoyao snorted coldly, and was about to stab Xing's left ribs when he heard the howling wind behind him, scolded him, and turned around.

Geng Jian's sword moves were continuous, just to entangle Zhang Shaoyao. Every time Zhang Shaoyao wanted to help his master, Geng Jian's next move would be extremely cold, making Zhang Shaoyao unable to escape.