Fengguixu

Chapter 80

The half-foot peak of Tianchi Mountain is as straight as a foot, facing the abyss. The peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, and the strong wind is so fierce that it is difficult for birds and raptors to stop on the peak.

Everyone searched for the path, the mountain road was rugged and steep, with no end in sight, some places were bare and not a blade of grass grew, the mountain walls were almost straight up and down, there was no way to go, and those with mediocre martial arts from various sects couldn't help but hesitate, after all, watching the excitement is good, but if It's not beautiful to fall off a cliff and lose your life just to join in the fun.With such natural dangers, there are very few people who can reach the summit smoothly in the end.

Thanks to his mother's blessing, Chu Baoer was carried up without any effort as a good-for-nothing burden, and as soon as his heels touched the ground, he almost crouched in fright.

But seeing that the place where they were standing was a round and flat rock, but it was so small that only about ten people could stand on it. Liang Zhi went straight into the clouds and mist, connected with the Naihe Palace on the main peak of Tianchi Mountain, and under the stone beams was a deep valley.

"I know why this peak is called Banchi." Chu Baoer said in a low voice, "Isn't the stone beam only half a foot?"

Half a foot, even if only one person stands on it, it is inconvenient to turn, let alone two people fighting with each other and using their fists and feet?

However, the sound of clanking was endless, and there were indeed two people fighting urgently on the stone beam.

Everyone watched the battle attentively, and saw two figures, one blue and one black, spinning rapidly in the clouds and mist. The danger is really unimaginable and rare in the world.

"I don't know which senior expert is here to fight Sikong Zhufeng to the death." Helian Chunxing muttered in a low voice.

"That person is also an old acquaintance of everyone." Suddenly there was a lazy smile from beside him.

Helian Chunxing was startled, and turned his head to meet Shang Fengyin's handsome and demonic face, the corners of his mouth trembled unnaturally, as if trying to pull out a complimenting smile, but failed, he scratched his nose embarrassingly: "Honorable Master Feng said to go ahead, why are you here?"

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows: "This deity is not here, so why not go to the stone beam to seek death?"

Well said.According to the fighting style of the two people on the stone beam, no matter whether they persuaded or helped each other, they were looking for death.

Helian Chunxing remained silent.

Ximen Zhou, the owner of the Fuyao Sect next to him, seized the opportunity and showed great hospitality: "Looking at the Holy One, the holy lady is sure to win this battle!"

Feng Yin shook her head: "Not necessarily."

"..." Ximen Zhou slapped the horse's hoof as soon as he flattered, and hurried back to make amends: "The Holy One is too modest, I think the holy lady is evenly matched with the man in Tsing Yi, and the holy lady's sword stabs with long remaining strength, Obviously, the internal strength is several times stronger than that of the opponent, and after a long time, it will naturally gain the upper hand."

"Oh, really?" Feng Yin sneered.

Judging by the reaction, this flattery is still not in the right place.Simon day, worry.Do you want to shoot backwards?

Chu Jinghan's eyes were glued to the two fighting on the stone beam from the beginning to the end, and he retorted: "Master Ximen's words are wrong, that man in Tsing Yi's internal strength is not inferior to Sikong Zhufeng, his sword The reason why his moves are not as solid and solid as Sikong Zhufeng's is probably because he already expected that this battle would be difficult to win, so he found another way, sacrificed his strength to seek quickness, and wanted to take risks in order to win by surprise."

Helian Chunxing scratched his short beard: "That's right, one fast hits three slow, this statement is true. What's rare is that, in front of a strong enemy, this person is in a peaceful state of mind, so he can be fast but not chaotic, methodical, and his breathing rhythm is self-contained One faction, I think he is a master of swordsmanship at the Grandmaster level. Lord Feng said that this man in Tsing Yi is an old acquaintance of our big guy, forgive me for being ignorant, I really can't figure it out."

"I do have a candidate in my mind, I don't know if it's right." Chu Jinghan frowned slightly, "But in just a few months, his martial arts has improved so rapidly, it's really unbelievable."

Feng Yin showed her face: "How difficult is it to break through to the supreme martial arts? Once you understand the mystery, how easy is it to ascend from the ground?"

Chu Jinghan was stunned for a moment, and sighed softly: "It turns out that the chances of martial arts are all definite numbers, which cannot be sought after."

While the few people were chatting, Chu Baoer suddenly clapped her hands, inexplicably excited: "Ah! I just saw it! That man in Tsing Yi is, it is Shen Xu!"

The strong wind blows to the face, sharp as a knife, and the sword lights in the sky are like meteors floating in the sky, changing indefinitely.

When a master fights with a master, as long as he strays with one breath, or makes a wrong move, all those waiting for him will be dead.

In the chest cavity, the heart was pounding, and the blood in the whole body was excited and boiling, but the mind was clear, unprecedentedly sober, and the hands were steady, as steady as a rock.The five senses are transparent, the spiritual platform is clear, the internal force gathered in the dantian is continuous, and everything is in an excellent state. For a moment, Shen Xu even enjoyed this very suspenseful duel.

Either you die or I die.

There was a faint smile on his pale lips, he was a born swordsman.

The long sword is raised upwards, cut downwards, stabbed left, swept right, combined with Yaojiao's lightness kung fu, the shadow of the sword is everywhere.

Sikong Zhufeng suddenly realized that this kid's speed had doubled again!He is adapting, and he is constantly exploring and breaking through in the process of adapting!

There was a chill in her heart, she had seen countless people in her life, except for the one who suffered a thousand swords, she had never seen such a martial arts prodigy!Even Feng Yin, her idiot who did not hesitate to change her life to practice martial arts forcibly, can be regarded as one of the best talents in the world, but in terms of fundamental understanding, she still cannot compare with the young man in front of her.

Jiange, Jiange again!

This damn Jiange genius came forth in large numbers, and she is Sikong Zhufeng's nemesis!

She retracted her toes, and suddenly stabbed out with a light sword.

This sword, the sword style has changed.

Feng Yin's complexion also changed.

"Here we come." His pupils constricted, and the fists in his sleeves clenched suddenly.

Even Ximen Zhou and his ilk clearly felt that Sikong Zhufeng's aura instantly changed drastically.If it was said that her sword and murderous aura just now were as ruthless as a raging black cloud, ready to destroy the world, then when the sword stabbed out, the dark cloud suddenly dissipated, and the sun poured down, flowing like gold and stone.

"Good! Great swordsmanship!" Even Chu Jinghan, who has always been calm, couldn't help applauding loudly.

Chu Bao'er let out a light snort.

The strange thing is that Sikong Zhufeng's sword drove straight in, coming towards him, but Shen Hui didn't retreat, he also stabbed lightly with the sword, the tip of the sword pressed against the tip of the sword, and the two rushed towards each other along the stone beam.

With a sound of "Ding", the sword points collided.

"呲-"

The two slashed their swords at the same time.

But after hearing the four ringings of "Dangdangdangdangdang", counting the first two moves, the two used exactly the same six sword moves. No one could tell what kind of six moves they saw, because no one could describe the six moves they saw. The six strokes are strange and magnificent, hearty and hearty, they are either extremely fast or extremely slow, seeming to be far-fetched and out of order, but each sword hides endless changes, and each single sword can predict the enemy's opportunity first , Conquer the enemy without moving.

In an instant, the murderous intent disappeared, and the wind stopped.

After all the ups and downs, everything returned to calm.

The point of Sikong Zhufeng's sword had just touched Shen Xu's throat, but Shen Xu's sword had already struck first, piercing through Sikong Zhufeng's neck veins.

"You... how could... He Qinghaiyan..." Sikong Zhufeng grasped the sword of no bullying with both hands, and spat out words with difficulty.

Shen Xu pursed his lips tightly, looking at her as if he was looking at a dead thing.

"I know." The blood overflowed from Sikong Zhufeng's lips, gurgling continuously, she cracked her red lips, and her white teeth were stained with blood, "Haha, it's him, it's him, it's retribution, it's all retribution! I regret it, I I am heartbroken with regret!"

Inch by inch, Shen Xu slowly drew out the long sword.

Sikong Zhufeng's hands holding the sword tightly were cut with bone-deep wounds. She stared at Shen Hui, stared at Shen Hui, and suddenly gave a creepy smile, and let go of her hands abruptly.Blood spurted out from her broken throat, and the warm liquid splashed all over Shen Xu's face.Shen Xu's eyes were covered, he staggered and almost fell off the cliff.

"Do you think... I really killed the wind? Haha, haha, haha!"

In the crimson, she could only hear her hissing and shouting, then laughed three times, and stepped back into the air.

Shen Xu was startled, subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to pull him back to ask for details.

But when he heard a "呲啦", he only had time to tear off a piece of Sikong Zhufeng's sleeve, and at the edge of his blurred vision, the black shadow had jumped down the cliff.

The world is long and quiet.

Shen Xu stood silently for a moment, raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains on his face, raised his eyes, but saw the misty sea of ​​clouds, like a chasm in the sky, and a red figure standing on the other side beyond the reach of the stone beam.

Feng Yin stretched out her sleeves and walked slowly towards him.

Shiliang can only allow one person to advance and retreat.

Shen Xu withdrew his sword and turned around.

Feng Yin stopped and said from a distance: "Shen Xu, you killed the holy lady, do you know the consequences?"

Shen Xu clenched the scabbard tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not like I haven't tasted the taste of a hunting order."

Feng Yin paused, then asked: "Are you determined to leave?"

Shen Xu: "I want to go."

Feng Yin: "Where are you going?"

Shen Xu replied: "The ends of the earth."

Feng Yin has already guessed the answer, from his step by step selection of Shen Xu to train Shen Xu to now lure him to kill Sikong Zhufeng, in the process he had already expected the current situation of confrontation, he closed his eyes and took a step forward.

With his back turned to him, Shen Xu took a step forward.

The distance between the two has always been that long, and it seems that it can never be shortened.

Feng Yin's eyes were full of loneliness and coldness, and she said word by word: "If you go down Tianchi Mountain today, you will have to hide in Tibet for the rest of your life, even if you hide in the ends of the world you mentioned, you will not get a moment of peace! "

He also knew that it would be useless to say such harsh words, but he had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket. What kind of temper is Shen Xu?It looks soft, but in fact it is soft, it can be held and put down, and it is the coolest thing.He relies on his soft heart, relies on him to fall in love with him, and uses him again and again, but after all, the heart is fleshy, and the heart is dead like a lamp. If he leaves today, I am afraid that we will never see each other again.

No matter what, right now he has to keep him, even if he is kidnapped, he must be tied back to Naihe Palace.

"I'm just a good weapon, you've accomplished your plan, the overall situation is settled, what do you leave me for?" Shen Xu's voice was very soft, and it was scattered in the hunting wind in the blink of an eye.

"My lord..." Feng Yin stared at the light blue back with burning eyes, as if he wanted to stare at people, "What I did was planned many years ago, and everything is just going according to the plan. I don't expect you to understand, my feelings for you are variable and beyond my control..."

"Intention?" Shen Xu laughed at himself, "Is Lord Feng finally willing to admit this intention?"

"..."

The blood in his chest suddenly surged, Feng Yin raised his hand, wiped away the little scarlet overflowing from the corner of his lips, and put his hand into his sleeve.

Shen Xu turned around suddenly: "Why don't you say anything?"

Feng Yin smiled bitterly: "What do you want me to say?"

Shen Xu's dark eyes looked straight at him: "If you want to keep me, at least give me a reason to stay."

Feng Yin looked at him with calm eyes.

He did not.

Can't find any reason.

In other words, he couldn't say this reason at all.

For Shen Xu, this reason was a shackle, a burden, and a gangrene that would be difficult to remove for the rest of his life.

Shen Xu took one step towards him, another step: "So I have to go. Or, there is another option - you follow me. Abandon all these, what holy religion, what arena, are bullshit, come with me, we Live a normal life."

He spoke fiercely, and the flames of fanaticism ignited in his dark eyes.

Pain flashed in Feng Yin's eyes, and he said coldly: "Shen Xu, don't force me."

Shen Xu stopped and smiled.

"Feng Yin." On the bottom of Yun Sheng's feet, everything suddenly seemed like a dream. He had fought for it, and he had no regrets. Ashes piled up in his eyes, and all the clutter in his heart finally turned into a sigh, "You have always been the one who forced you, you I want everything, but in the end I can afford nothing.”