There were only five figures in the quiet Hopeless Mountain.
There seemed to be a faint scent of blood floating in the wind raised by the internal force.
Zhao Feng and Nan Liyu actually ended up in a tie, with no one gaining the upper hand.
"Where are you going, Mrs. Zhou?"
Feng Fanxiao jumped up and stood in front of Zhou Runiang who wanted to leave secretly, and raised his sword to point at her.
Zhou Runiang turned her head and glanced at Zhao Feng who was entangled with Nan Liyu. Although she didn't know how to use martial arts, she could tell at a glance that although Nan Liyu was still young, he was very skilled and Zhao Feng couldn't take any advantage at all. . And he has a magic weapon in his hand. After a hundred moves, he can only fall behind.
At this moment, she only hated herself for being so careless and taking only Zhao Feng there when she noticed something unusual. If there was another person, why would he be restrained like this now?
There was a trace of resentment on his lips.
After planning for half a lifetime, I didn't expect that I still fell into trouble with him.
"Mrs. Zhou, I still respect you as Mrs. Zhou because you have been married to my father for so many years. I just want to know why you skinned him?"
There was only depression in his eyes.
Just looking at the coffin, his heart ached as if being cut by a knife.
No matter how many mistakes he made, Ranchen could never let go of the blood and family ties.
No wonder Master sometimes says that his only weakness is that he is too kind.
Ranchen's hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly.
"As long as you tell me, I can consider letting you go?"
"Let me go?"
Zhou Runiang showed a trace of sarcasm: "Zhou Hanbai, I almost killed you back then, but now I kill you, and you say you want to let me go? Is it because you are too kind, or am I looking down on you? You In fact, he is a complete fool?"
There seemed to be countless emotions surging in his eyes.
But he didn't say a word.
"Long years no see, Zhou Hanbai, you have indeed changed a lot." Zhou Runiang raised her hand and stroked the hair hanging on her forehead.
Although she is over thirty, her beauty is still the same, and her movements are even more charming. At this moment, Ranchen suddenly wanted to know why Zhou Huaiyuan married her in the first place. Was it because she was beautiful? But his mother was also one of the most beautiful women in the world at the time. If we talk about it, Zhou Runiang cannot compare to her.
"Now that I'm trapped here, I have nothing to say. Since you want to know so much, I might as well tell you," Zhou Runiang smiled like the last red glow left before the sunset disappeared, and there seemed to be a lot of emotion between her eyebrows. "I made his skin into a human skin lantern, and lit an everlasting lamp. If the everlasting lamp does not go out, Zhou Huaiyuan will live forever and never be reincarnated."
With a "boom", a dry thunder suddenly crossed the sky.
The huge sound startled the people within ten miles.
The people in the city looked up one after another, thinking that there was going to be heavy rain, and hurriedly packed their things.
But the sky was clear and cloudless, so how could there be any sign of rain?
Feng Fanxiao's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble: "You have a good skin, but your heart is so vicious. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution?" Zhou Runiang glanced at Feng Fanxiao, "I, Zhou Runiang, have never believed in fate in my life."
"Kill her." Ranchen's originally warm eyes seemed to be covered with some moisture, and a heart-wrenching chill filled his heart.
A whirlwind rolled up the leaves of the camphor tree.
The long sword in Feng Fanxiao's hand drew a cold light and went straight towards Zhou Runiang.
But Zhou Runiang's face didn't show any frightened expression.
Two round steel balls flew out of her hand.
Feng Fanxiao felt a hidden weapon coming straight towards him, and instinctively wanted to take back the sword in his hand to block it, but Ran Chen's urgent cry came from beside him: "Avoid it."
Undoubtedly, Feng Fanxiao's hand clenched the sword tightly, and veins popped out on the back of his palm. It could be seen that the master used great strength to withdraw the force in his hand.
While retracting his strength, his body also rolled to the side. The forcefully recovered internal force pushed him back several steps before he regained his footing.
At the same time, the steel ball passed Feng Fanxiao's body and landed on the ground not far from him.
At this moment——
There was an explosion!
A powerful plume of smoke spread from the place where the explosion occurred.
The strong vibration made Ranchen's originally weak body unable to bear it and he fell to the ground.
"Son."
Feng Fanxiao used his inner strength to stop himself. Seeing Ranchen fall to the ground, he ignored Zhou Runiang and hurriedly walked to Ranchen's side and stretched out his hand to help him up.
"It's the Fire Thunder Bead of the Thunderbolt Sect, cough cough," the thick smoke that rolled up made Ranchen cough uncontrollably, "despite its small size, its power is not low. If you had just blocked it with your sword, I'm afraid it would It will explode soon, and the consequences are unimaginable."
"This woman is really cruel."
Feng Fanxiao covered his mouth and nose with one hand and lifted Ranchen up with the other hand.
The thick smoke began to disperse somewhat. When he took a closer look, there was no trace of Zhou Runiang still there.
Feng Fanxiao was a little angry: "Master, that woman ran away, I will chase her."
"Don't go," Ranchen coughed uncontrollably, but grabbed Feng Fanxiao who was about to chase Zhou Runiang, "go help Li Yu, I have my own arrangements for her."
The Fire Thunder Bead landed under a huge camphor tree and exploded. The flames ignited many of the surrounding leaves, making a crackling sound.
But after all, there were only two of them. Although the power was great, the stamina was not enough. The flames seemed to stop spreading and only burned in a small area on the ground.
Feng Fan Xiao Ti Jian joined the battle.
A look of pain suddenly flashed across Zhao Feng's eyes.
Although Feng Fanxiao's martial arts skills are not as good as Nan Liyu's, they have been trained in Yunzhong City since childhood and are considered top-notch masters in the world. When the two join forces, Zhao Feng is no match for them.
Suddenly, Zhao Feng found that his hands were stiff.
Before he could react, a coldness penetrated his right chest.
The coldness seemed to tear his body apart.
When the pain spread from the penetration point, he realized that it was the Xinxi Sword that pierced his body.
Nan Liyu withdrew the Xin Xi Sword from his hand. The sword in his hand shone with a cold light and dripped a string of bright red blood drops.
At the same time, Feng Fanxiao's sword slashed across Zhao Feng's left foot. He couldn't bear the strength and fell to the ground.
There was no wind today, and after the three of them gathered their inner strength, there was not even the slightest movement.
The fire under the camphor tree began to die down without the support of the wind.
"My skills are inferior to those of others. I have nothing to say."
Bright red blood began to ooze from the wound on his right chest, but Zhao Feng had no intention of pressing him with his hands. He just looked at the person standing in front of him coldly.
Ranchen put down the hand covering his mouth and nose, walked slowly in front of him, and squatted down.
"Zhou Hanbai, I really underestimated you." Looking at the face in front of him that was very similar to his childhood, Zhao Feng suddenly regretted his original arrogance and thought that killing an eleven or twelve-year-old child was simply too much. It's as simple as killing an ant. But he forgot one thing, that was the long nights and many dreams.
He should have watched him die.
Ranchen lowered his head slightly and said calmly: "I told you back then, you'd better guarantee that you can kill me, otherwise you will definitely regret it.
It's good that you and I understand our grudges here today.
I just want to know, who are you, and why do you and Zhou Runiang want to approach the Pili Sect, just for the Pili Sect’s unique firearm secret recipe? "
"Zhou Hanbai, you will never understand how someone like you, who is born to be aloof, can understand the desire for power that people like us have." Zhao Feng's hand on the ground showed that he had used a lot of strength. , blue veins popped out and were covered with bloodstains, "I really don't understand why God prefers you. Even though he was like that back then, he was able to enter Yunzhong City and transform himself into a superior person. You It’s like I’ve never fallen out of the clouds.”
The pain in his chest caused him to cough violently, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth and onto his fine clothes.
"But that old man Zhou Huaiyuan is so guarded against us. We have spent more than ten years on him, and he even hides the secret recipe for firearms."
At this moment, Ranchen was suddenly filled with anger and slapped Zhao Feng on the face: "You killed my only relative in the world."
"So what?" Zhao Feng suddenly laughed, as cool as a poisonous snake swimming underground, "You let Zhou Runiang go, even if you kill me, you can't hide your identity. Soon, Everyone will know that Zhou Hanbai is not dead yet. Will those people who wanted you dead at the beginning let you go?"
Ranchen slowly stood up.
"Do you think Zhou Runiang will have this chance?"
The smile froze on Zhao Feng's face: "You——"
"The purpose of my coming here is for you two. Do you think I will be unprepared?"
His eyes were like a vast ocean, making it difficult for Zhao Feng to see clearly.
He suddenly felt some regret. It turned out that the most difficult person to deal with in the Thunderbolt Sect was the child he had looked down upon the most.
The camphor forest in Hopeless Mountain was silent.
Even the birds in the forest seemed to be scared away by the noise just now. At this time, not even a bird song was heard.
A woman in mourning clothes was walking through the woods.
Her steps were a little panicked, but very fast, and occasionally she kept looking back, as if she was afraid that someone would catch up behind her.
The dense branches cut a long gash in the corner of her clothes.
"Where are you going, Mrs. Zhou, in such a hurry?"
The feet came to an abrupt stop.
Zhou Runiang's face turned pale instantly.
A young man blocked her path.
"Ye Xinghe of Yunzhong City, by order of the city lord, has invited Mrs. Zhou to be a guest in Yunzhong City."
