Murong Xue's face was calm, without the slightest hint of anger. With a soft click, the Qiushui sword in her hand was sheathed again, and the cold light subsided. Then she stood up gently and slowly with the sword in its scabbard, staring coldly at the handsome young man.
The handsome young man remained motionless, never daring to initiate an attack. He allowed Murong Xue to stand up, seeming to be calmed down by his calm and calm aura.
"Pretend to be a ghost, make a fool of yourself!" The handsome young man shouted suddenly, as if to encourage himself, slashed across with the long red sword in his hand, and a crescent-like red sword light spurted out, and it swelled in the wind and turned into ten. It was more than ten feet long, carrying a huge wave of air and rolling toward Murong Xue and the others.
Sonorous!
A sharp sound spread, and Murong Xue's Qiushui sword was unsheathed again. With a random shake, snow-white lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, sending chills into the sky. In the blink of an eye, a net of sword silk condensed and cut the heaven and earth.
The handsome boy's sword light fell into the net and was instantly cut into pieces and disappeared without a trace.
He was frightened, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably. He immediately retreated and was about to run away. Unfortunately, the sword-threaded web seemed to be slowing down and caught up with him in an instant.
He had no choice but to stop and stand upright, using his sword to defend himself. However, the layers of protective sword light he released this time were difficult to resist. In just a short moment, they were cut into pieces by Murong Xue's sword wire net, layer after layer. The ground is broken.
He shouted, and at the critical moment of life and death, he took out a talisman, which emitted a dazzling talisman light. After crushing it, a light mask was formed, showing colorful brilliance. While firmly protecting it, it also With the power of space in circles, his figure began to become a little blurry, as if he was about to be teleported away.
But at this moment, a ray of snow-white sword light flew past his body, and disappeared in an instant without knowing where to go.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and the circle of space power finally burst out, wrapping the body of the handsome young man away and disappearing.
Just where the handsome young man stood, a few drops of bright red blood slowly solidified and turned into blood crystals.
Bang bang bang...
Bursts of noises came, and in the direction where the snow-white sword light flew away just now, a series of big trees appeared straight and fell, kicking up dust in the sky.
Han Feng had already stopped running and stood hundreds of feet away. Seeing this scene through his soul power, he felt that Murong Xue was unfathomable. He didn't know whether he should go to join her or not.
"Where is my fire lotus?"
At this moment, Murong Xue's voice suddenly reached Han Feng's ears, which surprised him. He took a long time to react, sighed secretly, and had to rush over quickly.
"Good evening, everyone!" Han Feng said hello.
Among the dozen or twenty people in Sanyemen, apart from Situ Shaomei and Murong Xue who knew him, no one else actually knew him. Especially the three talented people stood up one after another and looked at him coldly. Just in case he suddenly gets angry.
"Han Feng, it's you indeed!" Situ Shaomei shouted out first, with a look of shock on his face.
"Hey, it's me." Han Feng nodded towards her and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The vigilance of those people just now really made him a little embarrassed.
"Come with me!" Murong Xue suddenly turned around and walked back, into the woods, and disappeared.
Han Feng felt bitter in his heart, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him into the woods behind.
"Sister Situ, is he the one who rescued us before?" The pretty little girl turned around and grabbed Situ Shaomei's sleeve and asked with her big bright eyes.
"I guess so." Situ Shaomei thought for a while and finally nodded.
"Wow, then he is very powerful. I didn't expect that our sect would not only have such a proud daughter like Senior Sister Murong, but also such a proud man!" the little girl said excitedly.
When the three geniuses heard this, their expressions changed a little, and one even snorted, obviously unhappy.
Although the little girl was young, she was still a human being. When she heard this cold snort, she immediately knew that she had violated their taboo, lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and stopped talking.
Situ Shaomei didn't speak for a long time. She turned around and looked at the woods behind her, her eyes flickering as she didn't know what she was thinking.
In the jungle behind, Han Feng quickly found Murong Xue standing quietly under a big tree. He was still as beautiful as a human being, like a dripping lotus fairy, extremely gorgeous.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Murong Xue snorted softly that he finally came to his senses. He quickly cupped his fists and saluted, "I've met Senior Sister Murong."
"Don't do this to me, where is Fire Lotus?" Murong Xue turned around, looked at Han Feng with cold eyes, and asked in a calm tone.
"Uh, what fire lotus?" Han Feng rolled his eyes and suddenly had the idea of teasing Murong Xue, and asked pretending to be ignorant.
With a soft click, the Qiushui sword in Murong Xue's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, revealing a cold light that made Han Feng's eyes narrow involuntarily.
"Hey, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously." Han Feng waved his hand quickly and said with a smile.
"Girl, don't just wield swords and swords. How will you get married in the future?" Han Feng murmured in a low voice while taking out the fire lotus.
But for a person like Murong Xue, even if his voice was very low, it could not escape her ears. He immediately lowered his face, drew his sword, pointed it at Han Feng, and wisps of sword energy enveloped the forest. , as if in the next moment, Han Feng would receive a fatal blow.
Han Feng was oppressed by her sword energy, and the body-protecting purple light was automatically activated, surrounding his body, and violently colliding with her sword energy, making a screeching sound, which was very harsh.
"No, no, no, don't be like this, I just said it casually, just think that I farted." Han Feng was startled and said hurriedly.
Murong Xueyu's face was cold, and she didn't seem to have calmed down her anger. The sword in her hand was still pointing at Han Feng.
"Haha, I'm your brother's good friend. If you kill me, your brother will be sad, and you will be sad too, right?" Han Feng forced a smile and quickly tried to persuade him.
"snort!"
Murong Xue snorted heavily and sheathed her sword. The sword energy in the sky dissipated immediately, making Han Feng's heart slowly sink back from his throat. He patted his chest without exaggeration and took a long breath. , looked at Murong Xue and said, "Brother, I was scared to death."
Murong Xue frowned when she saw that he was still trying to take advantage of her. Just when she was about to get angry, Han Feng presented the huge fire lotus with both hands and said glibly: "Flowers for the beauty. It’s only right!”
Murong Xue showed a slightly helpless expression and had no choice but to take the fire lotus flower he offered, put it into the storage ring, pondered for a while, and suddenly pointed her fingers together like swords, emitting a scorching sword light, and with a swish, slashed towards the person who was about ten feet away. Han Feng.
