Sikong Zhaixing shouted, turned around and ran away again, Song Xing followed him leisurely.
The body and explosive power of Nirvana's blood exchange, coupled with the speed of the Dacheng Ape Strike, made Song Xing so fast that he almost escaped the gravity of the earth. He was like a phantom in the daytime. In the blink of an eye, he fell several feet away behind Sikong Zhaixing. Watching him climb all the way over the city wall and arrive outside the capital.
Sikong Zhaixing changed four directions in succession and ran for two hours, but he still could not get rid of Song Xing behind him.
"What do you want?" Sikong Zhaixing stared at Song Xing angrily and asked.
Despite running for two hours straight, his breath was not disturbed at all.
Song Xing smiled and said, "Take me to Lu Xiaofeng."
Sikong Zhaixing glared at Song Xing, "I don't know where he is."
Song Xing shook his head: "You are his friend, you must know where he is."
Looking at Sikong Zhaixing's hand hidden in his sleeve, Song Xing added, "Maybe you can try and defeat me directly."
Taking action to repel Song Xing can be regarded as a way to successfully escape.
"Okay, let me try your kung fu."
Sikong Zhaixing became a little angry and stretched out his hand from his sleeves, and slapped Song Xing with a light palm.
This was the first time that Sikong Zhaixing showed his hands in front of Song Xing. Unlike the rough hands that were made up as an old man before, Sikong Zhaixing's hands were slender and delicate, and they looked even whiter and tenderer than the hands of a 28-year-old girl.
Now, these hands, which were whiter than a woman's, changed in fourteen directions in the air in an instant, waving towards Song Xing.
Song Xing took a step forward, his spine trembled, all the energy in his body gathered, and he swung his fist like a knife, hitting Sikong Zhaixing's palm with a punch.
As if the muffled thunder after a summer rain sounded in the air, Sikong Zhaixing staggered and fell out following the sound.
An icy chill invaded from Song Xing's fist, and Mingyu's true energy was swallowed up directly by the movement of his energy.
Song Xing glanced at Sikong Zhaixing in surprise. This world-famous thief actually practiced a kind of palm power that was extremely cold and cold.
If an ordinary warrior were to palm him, and the cold energy invaded his body, it would cause quite a lot of trouble.
Sikong Zhaixing didn't wait for him to stand firm, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his speed suddenly went up a level. In an instant, he circled Song Xing three or four times, and kept moving with his hands, using strange and cunning palm techniques. Attack Song Xing from an angle.
Song Xing wanted to see Sikong Zhaixing's palm skills, so he didn't draw his sword, and fought with speed. In the blink of an eye, he was fighting with Sikong Zhaixing with dozens of moves.
The more he fought, the more amazed he became. The palm techniques used by Sikong Zhaixing were exquisite and exquisite. They were soft and gentle on the outside, but their inner strength was a set of extremely hard and fierce palm techniques.
It's a pity that Sikong Zhaixing's true energy cultivation is not enough, so he can't perfectly exert the power of this set of palm techniques. He can only bring out the feminine and cunning part of it.
"No fight, no fight."
Sikong Zhaixing fired dozens of moves, but he didn't even force Song Xing back a step. He knew that his martial arts was far different from Song Xing's, so he stopped attacking in anger.
Seeing Sikong Zhaixing stop, Song Xing pulled out the longevity sword behind him. The green sword light flashed, and Song Xing was already pointing his sword at Sikong Zhaixing.
"If you block my sword, I will let you go."
After saying that, Song Xing drew his sword.
His speed was extremely fast, one step was several feet long, and the speed at which the Eternal Life Sword thrust out was even faster than the sound.
When the sound of rapid airflow sounded, the Eternal Life Sword had already arrived in front of Sikong Zhaixing.
Sikong Zhaixing raised his head suddenly, and the only sight in his sight was the ever-expanding sword tip, and the eyes exposed behind the sword, which made his heart tremble.
...
Lu Xiaofeng sat at the table with a large glass of wine in front of her.
The wine is made of 20-year-old bamboo leaf green, and the cup is made of fine beryl produced in Lantian and carved by skilled craftsmen.
This is the best restaurant in the entire capital, and the table is filled with delicacies that are rarely seen by princes and nobles.
Next to Lu Xiaofeng, four beautiful women were sitting, looking at him with shy and timid smiles.
Good wine, delicious food, and beautiful women by your side is simply the life that every man dreams of.
However, Lu Xiaofeng's face was filled with sadness, as if she was not enjoying herself, but was in jail.
The two neatly trimmed beards that he usually trimmed seemed to be as listless as his eyebrows at this moment.
"Master Lu, do you think it's bad to abandon food and wine?"
The woman sitting on the left saw that Lu Xiaofeng was silent, so she smiled and asked.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Twenty-year-old Bamboo Leaf Green is worth as much as gold. If this isn't good wine, I really don't know what is."
The beautiful woman continued to ask: "Do you dislike the appearance of several people in the slave family?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head, but did not look at the women: "The fish sinks and the wild goose falls, the shy flower closes the moon, each has its own merits."
The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Then why Mr. Lu doesn't drink or look at our sisters?"
Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Because although I like fine wine and beautiful women, I am more afraid of trouble."
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Master Lu, are you still afraid of trouble?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm not afraid of trouble, but I don't like this kind of trouble coming to your door."
As soon as Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, the door opened from the outside.
Sikong Zhaixing walked in from the door swaggeringly, Song Xing followed behind him.
Lu Xiaofeng pointed at Sikong Zhaixing and said to the beautiful woman, "Look, this is the trouble that's coming to our door."
"You fart," Sikong Zhaixing said rudely to Lu Xiaofeng, "I just brought a friend of yours here, not to cause trouble."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Sikong Zhaixing with a strange look on his face: "You would rather hide from me than dig up a thousand earthworms, and now you show up in front of me with such arrogance. If I believed you, I would be a fool."
Sikong Zhaixing sat across from Lu Xiaofeng with a grimace, "You think I'm willing to come to you, Lu Xiaoji, because I can't outrun him or beat him."
Like Sikong Zhaixing, Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize Song Xing's face, but after listening to Sikong Zhaixing's complaints, he knew that Song Xing was not a nobody.
"This friend is very good at martial arts?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously.
Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes: "It's not that high. His light skill is only at the level of Chu Liuxiang. His swordsmanship is about the same as Ximen Chuixue."
Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed slightly, but Song Xing spoke: "I asked Sikong Zhaixing to lead the way to find you."
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp. At this moment, he was suddenly not afraid of trouble anymore.
"I don't seem to recognize you."
Song Xing sat down at the table. The woman next to him poured a glass of wine for him. Song Xing picked it up and drank it too: "We know each other now."
Lu Xiaofeng sighed again and said, "But I don't want to know you at all, because I have a hunch that knowing you will be a bigger trouble."
Song Xing smiled and said: "It's not troublesome at all. I need you to take me to meet someone."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Interesting, you found Sikong Zhaixing and asked him to take you to see me just so that I can help you find someone."
Song Xing nodded: "Yes, they say Lu Xiaofeng has friends all over the world. If you are looking for someone, you are the right one."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Fine wine, delicious food, and a beautiful woman by your side. What if I don't want to?"
He suddenly felt that the green bamboo leaves tasted good, and the beauty next to him was also particularly gentle and lovely.
Song Xing asked: "Don't you want to know who the person I'm looking for is?"
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly didn't want to speak anymore and stared at the jade cup in his hand, as if there was a stunning picture of a beautiful woman engraved there.
Si Kong Zhaixing, who was next to him, suddenly said: "Who are you looking for?"
Lu Xiaofeng still didn't speak.
Song Xing said: "I want to find a monk, an honest monk."
